Shio's Everlasting Bento Ball

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When we dropped Shio off at our dog sitter's home, the Everlasting Fun Ball was the first toy he grabbed. When we visited a friend's house, the Everlasting Beanie Ball was the first toy he ran away with. So we figured it was time to get Shio one of his own. We are thrilled that we did because this is his favorite go to toy. Now, when other dogs come into our home to play, the first toy they go for is Shio's Everlasting Beanie Ball. Best doggy purchase ever.

Shio vs. Chicken Bones

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Ughhh... Where do I even begin with this one? NYC is damn dirty. That's a given. But NYC is that much dirtier when you have a puppy. There's the half eaten slice of pizza on the street from last night's partygoer, empty bottles of beer from the club next door, leftover cigarette butts from half of NYC's corporate slaves and broken bagels from the bakery with a crowd of pigeons picking away. Oh, and let's not forget the fried chicken bones.

These are all things that I've ever noticed before Shio. Pre-Shio, I walked around everything intuitively without noticing that it was there. Everything can be explained by poorly managed establishments or last night's drunken stupors but what I have never EVER understood was why there are chicken bones left all over the ground.

Please tell me who wanders down the street munching on greasy fried wings with their fingers and tossing them onto the ground. That is DISGUSTING.

Of course Shio tracks down every single bone and makes a mad dash for it, even managing to chew on it for a bit before I pull the shards of bone from his mouth.

I am not happy with you wing munchers out there, wherever you are. You make dog walking miserable for all of us.

Shio's New Dog Bed (Another One)

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Yes, another new rug in our home. We went to IKEA on Sunday to pick up a few things and walked by their RENS sheepskin rug. We used to have one that Shio loved to tear up but had to throw it out because he decided to pee on it.

J wanted to pick one up because Shio loved the other one so much. Plus, we were not fans of the old down comforter thrown on the ground.

Result: One HAPPY Shio the Shiba.