Post by Panic.Rose on Jan 23, 2010 18:36:49 GMT -5
To Find My Whoever
My name may or may not be Naoki. Okay, it is. So sue me for being smart.
You say it as Naw-oak-key
I am known only as Naoki, Oki,or Ki. Can’t do much with that, can you?
I am 6 Years of Age
Considering the fact I am not a chick, I am Male.
I seem to be a Shiba Inu
I look pretty good, I guess. Here’s the proof: Not a lot to point out about me. Let’s start with coat colors, to keep things nice and easy. Palest to darkest sound alright? The lightest color of my coat is a handsome beige-cream sort of color. It sits on my front paws, my stomach, my chest and my sharp, but short-ish muzzle. The next step up on my personal color spectrum is a handsome orange color. It’s not like an obnoxious orange, but more subdued. I think it looks nice on me and it’s a very common color in my breed. The darkest color on my coat is black and it ticks across my back and shoulder and tail. There is a bit of it on the tip of my muzzle, but that is all. My nose is black, my eyes a shining sort of gold. My ears are sort of small and rounded and are perched perfectly on my head. I have two little spots above my eyes that are just a bit darker than the orange they cover. My tail is fluffy and curls over my back. I’m not a very big dog, but I am big enough to not be considered a small one.
My paws are kind of cat-like, but I don’t really care about that much. It’s not like I’m going to start cleaning myself like one.
Now, this is what I call a personality!
Naoki means "Honest Tree". Now I'm no tree, but rest assured, I am quite honest. I'm not blunt, and I'll keep my mouth shut and my opinions to myself if I need to. I have other fine qualities that are respected in my breed and some that aren't really noticed outside of human qualities. Apparently, I fit all the qualities looked for in temperament for my breed. I'm spirited, in a bold "Check This Guy Out" sort of way. I will admit that I'm a good-natured fellow. I really do care about everyone, whether they really want to are or not. I'll worry over someone constantly, even when I'm busy. You're always in the back of my mind, stored away when I have time to think over your well-being, whomever you may be. Well, as long as I've met you, seeing as you can't care about those that you have never met. I'm a bit distant in nature when I first meet you..I think it's called being "Independent in Nature", or something like that. Once we get past that little rough spot, I am a fiercely loyal and affectionate dog
Be warned, though....If I really don't like you, or you act like a real ass, I will rip you a new one. Face, meet my teeth and all that.
Now...those are the temperamental things lavished in my breed. I'm a teeny bit charismatic, which is looked upon as a human quality. I've got good leadership skills. So sue me. Actually, don't. I'm broke.
I have a history worth repeating.
Alright,,,Well, I'd hate to lie and tell you that this is a long story. I mean, it's not like it's a short one either. I've got six years of life to tell you about. A lot, for any dog, can happen in six years. A lot can happen in six years for humans, too, I guess. Btu seeing as the lifespan of a dog is much shorter than a humans, we have to pack a lot more stuff into our lives.
I may be a full-blooded shiba Inu, but I don't have any papers to go along with my lineage. i was born a stray to a pair of lovely dogs. My mother was entirely cream in color, while my father was a fiery red. There were three of us pups in that litter. Me, Ginko and Neko. I looked like a mixture of both of my parents while Neko was black and cream and Ginko was straight-up black like printer's ink.
We were raised normally until we were six weeks old, not knowing of the big picture. Then we were pulled aside and told a long, kind of boring and repetitive story. That we were part of a larger pack of strays, all living in the city. not the city we're in now, but one close by. we were all ruled by an Alpha and his mate, and us pups were to be trained to be future members of our pack. Ginko and I, being the way we were in personality and basic skills, were destined to be guards, while Neko would be a Hunter. It worked well for her. She was always the fastes out of us three, and the most quiet.
The three of us were fine with that and we soon left our parents to hone our skills. That was when i met Leah, Bo, and Grass. theyer were about a month older than i was, but they seemed so different from everyone else I'd met. They weren't happy with bhow the pack was run.
Neither was I. Everything seemed to br un not by what the pack needed, but by what our Alpha wanted.
When we were all three years old, Ginko, Leah, bo, Grass and I all left the pack in the dead of night. We were never going to come back to our home pack again, the place of our birth. during this journey, bo and Grass had their puppies. They had known Grass was carrying pups...it was part of why they'd agreed to leave. guards couldn't have puppies. Iy would interfere with our duties.
Grass was a great Pyrenees and Bo was a Bernese Mountain Dog...so those pups grew quite large. Leah and i helped raise Oak and Barely, until they were adults and fully recognized members of out little pack. By the time they were fully grown, i was we were all four years old and Leah was my mate, my Alpha Female. She too had puppies, beautiful pointer-Shiba Inu crosses. They had short speckled coats, but curly tails and perked ears. I loved them all. We named them Casper, Blaze and Glitch. Grass and Bo helped raise and train them, as we had with their pups.
Grass, Bo, Leah and I were all five years old by the time we reached the city we now stand in. Oak and Barley were two, and our three pups were all at one year of age. We felt like we were in charge of that twon for almost a year until Animal Control managed to sieze us all and lock us in the local animal shelter.
Sadly, I was the only one who escaped. Due to health and aggression problems, Leah was put down. We were all let out to excersize each day and I took off running, after spending about three weeks in that lousy kennel. The rest of the pack stayed behind except for Glitch, who looked so much like her mother. We traveled together for a while until she decided to split off on her own. I sometimes see fleeting glances of her, but i've never been able to truly find her.
I'm alone again, but there's always hope I'll be able to start the pack anew. i can always hope for that.
Wherever She May Be
