My OJO

Aug 23 1994 - Oct 13 2000

Ch. Shibas Nest Ojo Geena
"OJO" 

Ojo was our first Shiba Inu, we got her in October of 1994. When she first came home I thought she was a dud, all she did was lay in her kennel and sleep, wasn't interested in playing, etc. just eat, sleep, poop and pee. She was easy to house train, if she was awake and not eating it was time to go outside. Slowly she came to life and began to terrorize or tenderize everything and everybody. She selected me as her supreme being even though I bought her for Lucy she loved me.

She loved my fly tying stuff and managed to capture a pheasant pelt for her enjoyment, Lucy and the kids thought I would blow my stack but all I did was laugh, the carnage was so complete, not one feather remained that had not been molested, tasted or shredded. She enjoyed speaker cord too, went through about three rolls of electricians tape patching and splicing the sires back together. No matter how well I hid the cords she found a place to chew.  Horse and Cow droppings were her favorite colognes, she would slip off when no one was looking and have a good roll.  Then she would come home with the biggest Shiba smile you ever saw and smelling to high heaven.

Ojo didn't begin showing until she was four years old, yet she finished in relatively short time.  She didn't like the show ring persay but she did it to be with me, she hated to be left behind.  She even liked sitting on my float tube when I went fly fishing, better yet she liked it best when we walked along the banks of rivers on the Olympic Peninsula. 

Ojo whelped two champions Hasha and Zameese, Zameese has yet to sire a litter but Hasha has whelped one Champion and has another well on her way in Gracie, Boogie is her boy that finished in the summer of 2000.  Boogie has sired a young lady who will finish if she can learn to behave before we kill her.  Judges like her and she has done well besides the fact that she is a squirrel.

Ojo lived 6 years, we were robbed of 7 or 8 years of being with her but her suffering was too much.  Her collar hangs from the mirror of our truck that we pull the fifth wheel with to dog shows, her picture sits on the computer and every deer along the hiways of America remind us of her.  She was special and I miss her, we all miss her.  

"OJO" Princess of my heart.