My name is Caina, red tri Australian shepherd.
I raised and born in Japan but I only speak and understand English as I am adopted by Jones's family who live in Chiba, Tokyo close to Tokyo Disney Resort.
My hobby is to chew and destroy my toys, search yummy food, go after cats, and to have a nap on sofa.
I am having a wonderful dog life. Mom and Dad think that they have a complete control over me but do you want to know the secret??
I control everything....
Outdoor with Dog
Dog and Food
Just like most of my fellow dog friends have experienced, when I am home alone, I am put in a crate when my entourge (Mommy and Daddy) is at work.
Do you want to know why my crate circle has a roof??
Because I used to be an escape artist (I don’t have a chance to show my ability but I still am!). One day when I was still little puppy, I climbed up and escaped from the pen, explored the house and dropped poo on a entrance hallway.
That was it. Since then roof was attached to the wire crate.
Even though there is a plenty of kibbles and toys in the crate, I can’t say that I liked the life in there.
But I am proud to let you know that about 2 months ago, I have graduated from life in the crate! Yeey!
It means that I can go anywhere I want to go in the house when I am alone!! I thought about a lot of things to do..... and I actually did a lot of them!!
Look forward to my blog articles about my attempts and adventure how I can be a loose cannon puppy for the last 2 months.
Before June is over, I had to show you these.
It is a calendar on mommy’s cubical at work. But it is not an ordinary calendar. Take a good look at them.
It is a popular “THE DOG” calendar.
THE DOG LINK
Can you see I am in the picture? One I am bymyself and the other one is with my litter mates.
I posed for that calendar.
My photos were most frequently used!
Don’t hate me because I am so lovable, huggable and fluffy.
I am the greatest scavenge hunter of all.
I am very proud of me.
And also I am opportunistic.
There is no complication.
My policy is just simple.
If I find anything edible within my reach,
hell, eat it as soon as possible!
That is how I ate Mommy’s Cinnamon roll in her bag that was on the floor.
(It was one of mom's favorite, Starbuck one.....)
Bunch of snack in a plastic bag in a kitchen that Papa purchased at Don Quijgoteドンキホーテ for me.
A few cookies wrapped individually in a dish on a coffee table
I don’t understand why Mommy and Daddy kept calling me BAD dog….
What’s wrong??? Seriously. Weren’t they there for me???
I was so inspired by this blog about unusual animal friendship.
It wasn't a complete success but I tried!!
Me and a neighbor cat (a.k.a. Tiger)
Me and a goat at a little petting zoo in the park I usually go
I had my very first muffin. I loved it so much and I went crazy.
But it wasn’t Mommy’s homemade muffin.
We went to Lalaport Toyosu.
There are two cool shops that dogs can go in.
Les Deux Bleue (Dog Café with dog menu)
ILIO (Shop and Salon with outside grass dog run)
This muffin was served at the café.
I wanted it so bad so I showed Mommy and Daddy my beautiful sequence of sit, paw, other paw, down and roll over.
It was so so yummy
Call me “celebrity” as that little tiny muffin (3 cm in diameter) was 500 yen!
M&D’s eyes were popped out when they saw how small it was
Mommy’s favorite Starbucks cinnamon roll is only 250 yen, Mommy said.
That was the moment I notice that was my first but last muffin I would ever have…