Me and my PJs

Got some new jammies today. What do you think?

Guess what?


I got a new Hallowe'en costume!


Mom says I get to wear it ALL NIGHT!

My mom got a new job and she is really bad about updating my page. I made her sit down and do it today. She is such a slacker. I'm disappointed in her, so to show her my feelings, I decided to chew on some trash.

This made my dad mad so he took my littlest baby and made me wear her around my neck. Her name is LoLoRetta.


Jailbird baby is by my right elbow, Stuart is in the back and my favorite baby is the new one I got on the right side of the picture. She looks like me and I love her. Her name is Shiba Baby.


Isn't she lovely?


I'm trying to figure out why my dad is laughing at me. I think he's mean.

When he turned his back, I stuck my tongue out at him. LoLoRetta doesn't like him much either.

So, then I got tired.


LoLoRetta was in the way, but...


I found a way to make it work. She didn't mind being a pillow for awhile.

Pretty soon, my mom felt bad for me and took LoLoRetta off my necklace. Then I really got comfortable.


October is really good sleeping weather.

I really love...

...my Dad.



And then, I get pretty tired.

Sorry...

No pictures of me for awhile. I'm having a REAAAAAALLY bad hair day.



Those 2 silvery patches are mine. My mom and go out to the yard and do this a couple of times a day. Isn't it awesome! It's all over the house too. Dad is yelling something about a shed. We don't have a shed. I wonder what he's talking about...

Sorry, It's been awhile...

I've just been busy sleeping. And smiling.

And being really pretty, according to my crazy mother.

wednesday morning randomness

Can you see me? Mom's mad. She's calling people "master" and stuff.

What's going on outside my house this morning is making me nervous.




And tired.


And extremely cheesy.

My friend, Hamilton

This is my frog friend. His name is Hamilton.

He makes me smile.

A lot.

I give him kisses. Sometimes, with my teeth.

Showing that much affection makes a Shiba tired!

It's exhausting to be this cute

It really is.

Chick Flicks

So, I got busted tonight...


I simply love Bridget Jones' Diary. I try not to watch it when Mom's around because I get very angry when she quotes this film.


I don't like gherkins. I don't like jumpers. And I certainly don't like hearing that the Japanese are a very cruel race. You know, I'm totally Japanese. I know that I was born in Missouri, but, I'm still Asian and I'm easily offended. Can't you see the outrage in my face?


God Mom, I just want to watch this movie in peace!!!!


Yanno, I'm just going to hide out under Dad's side of the bed if you can't leave me alone. I mean, you know I'm completely head over heels about Alcide Herveaux right now, but Daniel Cleaver is pretty cute.


But Oh! Mark Darcy...or as you and my sister call him, "Mahhhk Dahhhhsee"...He is pretty swoony...

I wish you'd just go to bed. It'd make my TV time so much more enjoyable.

I have a new fish

The first fish I had was Guinness Ichiban. We got him on some holiday called "Saint Patrick's Day" so my mother thought naming him after beer was funny. That's probably why he died.

After GI was gone, I got pretty sad about it so my mom bought my second fish. We called him Take Two. My family giggled about that name a lot but I don't know why. I wonder if they giggle about my name too when I'm not around.

Well, Take Two didn't make it either. Mom said GI was probably too cold and Dad said Take Two was most likely too hot so we, well, they, moved the tank and dad brought home this guy.


The family is calling him Threepete and snickering about it, but I just call him My New Best Friend. Mom says that she'll do all she can to make him last longer than the other guys. We'll see. Somedays, I think maybe I am lucky to still be around.

After Threepete got settled in, my mean mother tricked me into following her down the hallway where I was cruelly thrown into some water and nearly drowned. They call this "bathtime." I call it "BS."


I hate you, Evil Mother.


I will not be consoled. I will not be pleased with being wet. Ever. So stop trying to tell me what a good and pretty girl I am, ok?

Here's what I did to pay them back.

This is dad's side of the bed.


He was saying something about the carpet smelling like "wet dog." I'm not sure if that is a good or a bad thing, but I know that I got in a nice, picture-free nap while my hair dried.

Summer Snooze

It's so hot in our house. I can't get comfortable.




This is my friend Stuart. He needed a nap too.

We think it's much cooler on the floor.