Kenji is in one of those stages where he randomly decides that the direction we are traveling in — or the block we are traversing — is not suitable for him.
We have had public stand-offs that have lasted for 10 minutes; the dog will not give in.
I don’t want to drag him, so I ultimately let him make the choice and control the walk: North, South, East or West. The problem is, now it seems that those four choices are not good enough. And do you know where that leaves us? Standing in the middle of nowhere!
I’m trying to save him the embarrassment of carrying 28lbs. of cuteness in my arms back home. But I’m getting frustrated. So if you see some poor guy hauling a red Shiba on foot, that could be me and Kenji!
People have bizarre social skills. I might not be the nicest guy or the most outgoing dude, but I was raised to have common courtesy.
When I see my neighbors, whether they are next door or down the block, I search for eye contact and share a pleasant greeting. It isn’t hard to do, yet it’s surprisingly rare!
If you want to ignore me or judge me because of your own issues, that’s cool, I’ll accept it. But when you ignore Kenji, you prove yourself to be a real creep!
I mean who can look at a gorgeous Shiba Inu and just look away? If this breed can’t make you smile, you might want to hit up the Yellow Pages for a therapist.
I’m not looking for the neighborhood to roll out the red carpet for us every time we walk, and I don’t need daily reminders that “he looks like a fox.” But I do want to tell you that if you see an adorable dog walking by, it wouldn’t kill you to lighten up.
