My name means star and I definitely feel like one. I was born on December 29, 2009, and I am originally from Aspers, PA. I am a Rodel Shiba. My biological mom is Sophie (Ch. Rodel’s Walking On Sunshine) and my biological dad is Tenshin (Ch. Tenshinmaru Go Etchuu Wakasugisou *BISS). I get my genetic bed hogging ability from my mom.
I live in Washington, DC with my very timid and shy Shiba sister, Shiki. I am constantly trying to help her learn not to take life so seriously and not be so nervous about everything. By the way, Shiki’s dad happens to be the same as mine.
What do I eat?
I love pretty much everything offered to me. Food is my motto!
I had yeasty ears when I was younger, so thanks to some excellent advice from @Snick_the_Dog’s mom, my mom feeds me Dr. Harvey’s Canine Health pre-mix and gives me a human grade probiotic once a day mixed with my breakfast.
My mom later discovered more of the world of dehydrated pre-mixes, and decided to add The Honest Kitchen‘s Force for variety.
In addition to the base pre-mixes, my mom adds some protein (sometimes fresh meat, fish, or freeze-dried raw Stella & Chewy’s Chicken Dinner) and a bit of kibble to make my meals crunchy and interesting. I used to eat grain-free Orijen kibble in my meals, but it was a bit too rich in protein for both me and sis (our sensitive stomachs). After some online research, mom decided to go with a different grain-free kibble with much less protein. So we now both eat Taste of the Wild‘s Wetlands Canine Formula with Roasted Fowl.
The combination meal is soooo heavenly for me. My sis Shiki, however, is not big on the delicious pre-mixes—she prefers dry stuff to mush (and occasionally a hot dog, an egg, or a hamburger). Goodness, she is so picky! Even my humans get frustrated trying to get her to eat regularly, but they manage somehow. I can’t understand her lack of food motivation. I always try to steal her meals when she is not looking, but I get caught by mom, grandma, and uncle most of the time.
All the foods I mentioned above smell so good (even the kibble) to my humans that they would likely eat it if they could… I’ve heard mom say it… But it’s mine, I tell you, all mine! (and sometimes Shiki’s).