My name is Mandu, which my new parents tell me means "dumpling" in Korean. Why did they give me that name? Are they going to eat me? I don't know...I hear Koreans do that. That would be tragic. Anyways, I thought it would be fun to be a puppy "blogger," since that shit is all the rage these days, and there ain't no rage like a Shiba rage. And I'm really beautiful and cute, so who wouldn't want to follow me? As an added bonus, I'm sassy as hell. Who knows, maybe I'll become more popular than that incorrigible Pomeranian named "Boo." Why is his forehead so big?
Just so you all know, my dog mom and dad are like, the prettiest things out there. In the universe. So now that you have some aesthetic context, I'm going to amaze the world by posting some pictures of myself. (Sidenote: Yejin and Nico, my new parents, are trying to teach me about humility, grace, and peacefulness, but that shit is not in my blood. I'm meant to be aggressive, cocky and insanely sure of myself. Good luck to them..sheesh). Here I am, a week before I leave my breeder's home:
I was shipped from my home in Eastern Ohio to JFK, where my new parents picked me up. My new mom was a little too excitable for my tastes...as I was being carried into the main corridor, I saw her pacing back and forth, displaying an inordinate amount of crazy in her eyes. She may have been drooling, as well. Maybe she had just realized that she had me flown on Friday the 13th. Silly. The dude was pretty cool - I think he was trying to calm her down. So they drove me to their home in Brooklyn where I came into an unexpectedly large apartment. They started taking a ridiculous amount of photos, which, to their credit, they couldn't help because I'm just so good-looking. They gave me a bunch of toys, fed me some of my favorite kibble, and started playing with me until I got reaaaaaaaaaaally sleepy. See below for picture of sleepiness level:
The day was not as scary as I thought it would be. The crazy Korean lady calmed down, and I think I like my new digs.
Well, I'm off for the night. I'm about to whine and cry a lot because this is the first night I'm spending without my mom, dad, brothers and sisters. I may even pee inside the apartment. I haven't decided yet.
Until next time! Be prepared for some snarky social commentary!
- Mandu, sassy champion of all things delicious
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