Toby’s State of the Shiba Address

Toby here.  I haven’t checked in for awhile, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t been reading and thinking.  I have.

And a lot of what I’ve seen distresses me.

The state of the Shiba is not good.

I have to admit that even I, in all my magnificence, have had some better times.  I got bit by the little crazy bitch dog Bel way back in the spring, and my fur still hasn’t grown back, so while I’m still a very handsome Shiba of course, I have looked better.  And I also have to admit that it may be time to rethink my goal to be the world’s largest Shiba.  All this weight is making it hard for me to run around, and I’m not even enjoying my walks that much these days.   I think I may have to leave the World’s Largest Shiba to someone younger, with more stamina.   I am not only magnificent, but I am magnanimous, and am willing to pass the title on to someone else.   And don’t tell my person, but I don’t actually mind my “spa diet” she feeds me of fish and veggies.  I was also getting too big for the sofa (but I’ve lost some weight since then):

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But my real concern is not with me.  I’m concerned for the state of the Shiba in general.  Those of you who know me, know that years ago, when I was a young, innocent puppy, I wanted to send to Japan for more Shibas.  Well, of course, that went bad wrong with Bel, but she wasn’t from Japan anyway.  These days, I think the Shiba might be too popular.

Because too many are coming from places like where the little crazy girl came from.

I’d heard my human talking about mills before, and saying the “squirrely girl” as She calls her, came from a mill.

I didn’t know what that was, so I decided to look it up, and I read some terrible things.    Some of these Shibas never get out of their tiny cages.  They don’t know what it’s like to walk on the ground, even, and they certainly don’t get to lay on the sofa or have their own nice chairs like I do.  They don’t even have names–they just have numbers.  I read how some Shibas were injured because they left a bunch of Shibas in one cage and they fought with each other.   This shook me up, because I know what it is to be scared of other dogs.  I don’t like to be around any other dogs because of how Bel has hurt me, and it scared me just to think of being locked up in a cage with other Shibas!

I know my human gets very frustrated, because I hear her talking to her friend (the one with the tasty looking birds), about how some people try to justify their puppy mill purchases.  She says even after hearing about how unhealthy these dogs can be, and how badly the dogs are treated, they don’t care, which I find that hard to believe.  No one who loved Shibas would want to support a place that is so cruel to Shibas, would they?

Well, I think if people just knew about these places, they would not buy from them.  So here’s some things I read:

ShibaScout Rescue on the mills

TriState Shiba Rescue at the dog auctions

Those two are rescue organizations, by the way, and if you have any extra money after making sure your dogs get lots of food and toys for Christmas, you should send some money there!

I also found this blog about puppy mills, (by someone who has a Shiba and a funny looking non-Japanese Shiba with short hair.  My human says that other dog is NOT a Shiba, but a Basenji, whatever that is, but I just don’t believe that):

Shibasenji on puppy mills

And of course, I live with one of these dogs from one of those places.  And she’s crazy, and she nearly killed me, and she’s sick a lot of the time!  When I said I wanted more Shibas, I never thought my human would get a Shiba who would almost kill me.  And I never thought humans would be so cruel as to treat other Shibas so badly.

It makes me sad.

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Toby says NO MORE mills!

On a lighter note, though, the human got this other dog that she says came from Japan.  Or his parents did or something like that.  (My father came from Japan too, of course, and he is very handsome indeed, like me!).   I don’t hate this dog, because when the other dogs tried to attack me, he didn’t.  I don’t like him, but I don’t hate him.  But he is by far the ugliest Shiba I have ever seen in my life:

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His tail does not curl at all, and he’s too long, and he has funny stripey fur.  The human says he is a Kai Ken, whatever that is, but like I told you, I don’t believe everything she says.   Next time I am at the other human’s house, I’ll take a quick peek in her dog book and see if I see such a thing.

Ok, that’s my State of the Shiba address.  Toby out!