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Finally I have a clear photo. I'm gonna say, he's a Shiba, not Akita Inu. 
Agree or disagree? I say Shiba, Not Akita Inu
Not a big deal really. Other than maybe I am falling in love with the dog and wanna adopt.
We both got ptsd. We'd be good for each other.
But he aint my dog. Is not my pet nor property.
Right. Gotta snap out of it and call the shelter.
Damn. Why is it suddenly so hard to pick up the phone?
It's the eyes Oyster. The doggy eyes put a spell on you
Sober Up bro. Broyster. That dog don't belong to you.
Ok so I called the county shelter.
Sounded like they was smokin pot and I could hear a 70s Jetsons cartoon playing in the background.
I asked, has anybody in my area, called you, sayin they lost a Shiba Inu?
She said, No. Nobody has called us about a lost Shiba or Akita Inu, in your area.
State Law mandates I must contact the county animal shelter within 24 hours, about a stray dog or cat I took in.
And so I have done. Miller Time. My job is complete.
Nothing left to do now, but gimme kiss awww I wuv you too.
And.
Hitch a ride to the truck stop to buy dog food.
Brb
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I did the dumbest thing today. I charged my earbuds, unplugged the block and put the block in my little bag instead of the earbuds. I wasn't happy about that when I got to the gym. What a dummy!
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Ever since I stopped doing therapy because of insurance, I've been feeling that old tense and irritable sense of anxiety and stress. I hate that. I was making so many strides and changes during therapy, my therapist would acknowledge all of my progress and accomplishments, and I miss that reassurance. Today I thought about it, and I made those changes! She would always tell me that I chose to...
Somewhere around 2013, he started wandering off at every available opportunity. I spent so much time hunting him down that I took note of the pattern that he always wandered downhill. By 2015, it was apparent that this was because he no longer had the physical strength to wander uphill. Finally, one day after he wandered off, I decided not to look for him. My heartstrings felt like he was telling me, "It's time. Let me have the dignity of leaving in private."
I really don't care what about his ancestry. It's not what we talk about when he visits me in my dreams, though I did get a kick out of the rhyme when someone suggested my Seeba was a Shiba.
May you both discover the collateral beauty of healing together.
My vote goes Shiba.
I hear that you complied with state law and called the shelter to check. But, what if he's chipped and you find out in 6 or 12 months ( because maybe you take him to the vet for something), won't that be harder than finding out now? I hope you can keep him, but I would hate to see you get hurt later (sorry).
I hope it works out for you both.
He is safe and well cared for. I was concerned he had not pooped in 3 days. But that might be due to stress, and the fact he ate the paper plate I served him his first meal on. The dog was famished obviously, to eat a whole paper plate. My bad. I wasn't expecting that.
Anyway, today I took him for a long walk in a sage brush field and let him chase wild rabbits. After the exercise he did his business, which is relieving for us both. Seems in good health.
@Beryl367 To answer your question about the microchip, I am aware the shelter has a chip scanner. But I don't have a car. Got no way to get there atm. Now let's say I take him there, and there's no microchip implanted. Then what? Leave him there, scared in a cold sterile scary environment? He would be much more comfy in my home.
Also. I live in a tiny fly speck town. Population about 1,430. It is a small mostly Mormon church going community. Everyone knows everyone here, and people talk. I spread word with several locals to ask around about a lost dog and get back to me. And I put up a flyer at the post office message board. The only way to get mail in this town is to visit the post office.
Further, I have posted lost dog ads online and I search lost pet sites daily. I feel confident within a short time, I will locate his owner. And no, I'm not gonna wait 6 months before putting greater effort into that.
One of my concerns is, I live in a motel. A recent arrival, is a guy who told me he's been riding the rails a long time. Seems strung out on dope. At first the dog appeared to recognize the dude, so I thought maybe the guy is dumping his dog in my lap, because he cannot care for it. But I'm probably wrong about that. Yesterday I took the dog to his room, and asked again if this is his dog. He said nope, not mine. And the animal and man did not appear to be familiar.
No worries. I'll figure this out. It's only been 4 days. There is a no pet policy here, but, I'm not known for my strict compliance with rules or laws. lol. The property manager said I should just turn the dog loose. And I said... It's baking hot outside, and the weather is bad. Been raining a lot lately in my area. And I live on a heavily truck trafficked highway. I cannot in all good conscience turn this adorable animal loose, to fend for itself, and maybe find his way home. Or maybe die from the heat or starvation or hit by a truck. I'm unwilling to gamble with his safety and survival in such a cold cavalier manner.
In the meantime, by all appearances it's a good relationship mutually for both of you. I can imagine how it might be tricky owning a dog while living in a motel. I myself live on the grounds of a convent where I and my next door neighbor both rent houses from the nuns who live way across campus from us. But if your motel looks the other way as to any pet policy, that doesn't seem to be what will determine matters in the long term. It's more about whether there's an owner missing this dog.
Just for today, though, it seems to be a relationship for which you both can be grateful. Sorry when asleep there's a lot of growling, but the cuddling when awake sounds wonderful.