MakaKoa – Page 8 – a daily dose of koa

Co-Pilot…again

Bossman was driving this time around and I thought I’d help him out too. Unfortunately, I fell asleep while I was on duty. It’s a good thing he knew where he was going.

There’s something about this bridge that creeps me out. All I know is that it’s really loud when the cars cross it and the wooden planks on this thing cannot be trusted. I can’t believe The Girl made me wait here longer than I needed to. Get me the heck off this thing, STAT.

This is so ghetto.

Check me out. The Girl made me eat dinner out of a cardboard box. Pretty soon she’ll have me sleeping on a pile of newspapers next to Sleepy Sam outside on the sidewalk.

Mirror, Mirror…

The other day, The Girl pulled down this flap in front of her in the car and freaked the crap out of me.Â How did she get inside that tiny window?

My First Nightmare

Just four days after I was taken from my family, The Girl and Bossman thought it was time to give me a bath. I guess they didn’t appreciate my dusty, rolling-around-in-the-dirt look from back when I was with my brothers and sisters. Anyway, this so-called bath was the crappiest experience EVAR.

First, they dump you into a slippery white tub with completely no traction for my paws and nails. As I scramble around in the tub, they turn on the water, which looks like Niagra Falls compared to my 5-pound puppy size. Then they dump water on top of my head and pretend to give me a massage with the bubble concoction they call soap, which is supposed to make me smell better. Personally I think my au naturale scent is the best.

Now take a look at the huge maniacal grin on The Girl’s face. Doesn’t she look like she’s enjoying my suffering a little too much? Can’t you see that I’m dying here?!

Here is a close-up of me in my wet, miserable state and trying to escape. Won’t someone come to this poor little pup’s rescue?! And so my fear of water begins. I know that Shibas notoriously hate water but this certainly doesn’t help matters.