If you are lucky enough to have a shiba (or a different breed who decides to leave his entire coat in small pieces all around the house twice a year) then you probably know what the title means. Yep, it’s that time of year. Kistune has been leaving a trail of hair (more than usual) every where he walks. He always looks like a homeless dog this time of year, with little spicks of hair sticking up all over his head and back. It makes me think of the time right after I had Miles. I was in the hospital for a week and had come home in the middle of my stay to shower and gather some personal things. When I walked in, Kit was standing at the top of the stairs with clumps of hair sticking up all over his head and back. He was running around in circles and doing his “shiba scream”. It really did seem that he had gone nuts while we were away. Haha. I laughed pretty hard, but also cried because that was my first time being physically separated from Milo. Anyway, Grandma caught up with Kit the other day and FURminated him! He didn’t seem to ming, though…
I raked up the hair from the second brushing, so this isn’t even all of it!
Oh, and here’s a photo of an adorable baby.