Bandit (the red one) died on October 19, 2009 at the ripe old age of 17 and Guin (the white one) died on December 1, 2008 at the age of 15 (see photo at the right). I miss them both dearly.
They're Shiba Inus, a Japanese breed of dog. They're loads of fun and are way too intelligent (at
least Bandit is -- he knows his right from his left, can show his teeth and smile) both of them can
dance and both of them sleep a lot. They
also do "crazy dog" -- they put their ears back and race from room to room in the house, do
circles, bark a lot (and very loudly) and run some more. Bandit also has his little
"treasures." He likes to steal things and take them under the bed, then mock growl when we take
them away. He's a silly dog. Here's a photo of him when we brought him home on September 14,
1992. Go ahead and say, "Awwwww, how cute!"
By popular demand, even more photos of Bandit and Guin!
More photos of Bandit and Guin (they're worth it, trust
Read more about Shibas by J.A. Hitchcock (Bandit and Guin's mom) in Shibas USA
- You asked for it, you got it - new photos of Bandit and Guin
from Fall/Winter 2000.
- Guin is a cover girl! She was on the cover of the September/October 1999 issue of Good Dog! Magazine as a puppy with another
photo of her "all grown up" accompanying the article I wrote about Shibas. See more below!
- "Breed Buyers Guide: The Shiba Inu" on page 12
- "Healthy Shibas" on page 13
- "Shopping For Shibas" on page 14
Read about Shibas in Dog Fancy's May
- Summer 1999 issue - "St. Johns Wort Saved My Shibas"
- Fall 1999 Issue - "Why Shibas Shouldn't Eat Grass"
Read Bandit & Guin's Dreambook!
Sign Bandit & Guin's Dreambook!
Guin liked to go to my late husband Chris' computer room and bother him on the weekends. She stuck
her butt up in the air and placed her front paws on the ground like she was bowing, growled at Chris
and jumped around, then did it again until he got up to chase her. She also liked to play "hiney
bugs" with Chris at night . . . on the bed. The two of them made quite a racket and upset Bandit
and me. This is a subject better left unsaid (grin).
My late husband and I loved our dogs. A lot. We didn't have children and didn't plan on having any -- I
always told people I was married to a kid! But seriously, our dogs were our "kids." We
didn't dress them up in baby clothes or anything like that (we might have been weird, but we were not *that*
weird). So, an interesting thing happened a while back. I wrote a commentary about it and you
can read it at Compute Me! -
"Pets and Children."