This is Anja..the tigress!..no it`s Anja the twin sister to Lisa with whom I met at Ulva Qvarn..Lisa, who`s my personal veterinary assistant in spe.Anja and Lisa is the daughters of Astrid who is a twin to my mistress Ingrid..two of the same litters and four from the same kennel..wonder what their kennel name is? Mine is Midori No Yokouchi..very Japanese and posh I think. Some kennel-names have the word Samuari in them...there`s more like it I think..everyone knows what a samurai is...Midori what`s that?Anyway..Anja hasn`t got a fur like this on a daily basis..it`s for some student festivities..wouldn`t you get noticed if you had that on for work...why bother? ..I`ve got a fur almost like that and I get along fine..look who`s being adored all the time....maybe Anja also gets adored like me with that fur on...I`ll guess YES! She came to us walking with two sticks..is that common for a tiger to do?..shouldn`t it be tricky lurking around in the jungle with two sticks to walk with? Anja had injured her ankel she said...aha she must have done some gymnastics and fallen...she said something about a bar, was it like parallel bars or was it fallen from a stool in a bar? Hard to tell hard to tell!! Anyway I like that tigress Anja with her sticks....you can tell I`m basking in her attention!

Yesterday I got a nice comment on my blogg from my dear dear godmother the sweet honey akita Mitsu (Mitsu being the Japanese word for honey). Isn`t she sweet that darling! I knew that she would melt and flow with the honey she`s got inside of her. Godmother... I think I love her!

And she wants to see me soon again!!!!!

Here you have the sneekie cat again...posing on a stone like he`s master of disaster..well I will break him down...the problem is to get at him....that`s why he so sneeeekie that creature with his upright tail...curl it on your back boy like an upright akita-ken...how hard could it be! I`ll teach that cat when I get him!

Now I`m tired...gonna sleep now...then a walk and a quick bite of food...wonder what it will be this time in the cantina...guess the same as the meal before...and before...and before. Hard dry pellets but with some chicken and maybe keso or quark (kvarg)...yummieyum!

We went to the Stadsträdgården (the City-park) to look at some Manga-nerds. I think that if everybody was a trifle more nerdy, the world would be a better place. If you are in to something deep you don`t have the time to do so much trouble...heavy thinking!!! Anyways...the Manga-people are close to my little heart since they decend like me from Nippon. And as always ...the girls adore me..I  became their little mascot.

Have you seen this guy......I hardly have and he is supposed to live here in the house with me. I can sometimes see he in the corner of my eye but when I look at that place...whiff its gone... crazy.....have I gone mad...maybe its a ghost...wooow a ghost-cat in my house...and let me tell you its MY house now. He can try to reclaim it but he as to confront me... Shirai "the fearless akita-inu"! Actually I like to be friends with him...seems like a good chap..my dad thinks he is very nice..maybe he loves him more than me...naaa don`t think so. I can feel the smell of him and hear him eat behind a closed door...uncanny sound...he eats so slow..isn`t he afraid some one will steel his food...some one like me?? if i`ll have a go at it I will!!! make no mistake!

Eventually we will meet and make friends, othetwise it`s gonna be a strange situation..me having half of the house and he the other.

My dad has registered me to a "valp-kurs"... a course for making a puppy into a dog(!?) ...and they said dad should bring same dogcandy to bribe me with..that I like!!!..and to bring my favorite toy...I want to bring the CAT...so we must be friends soon.

One early morning we went to Morga Hage, kind of a nature-wildlife-preserve nearby where we live in Uppsala, to take a walkie...daddy get bored easily with the same route he says....me think he doesn`t like to stop and talk to people and getting me admired...just walk walk no stopping. It`s a beautiful place with lots of old oaks and lies near Mälaren, a lake that connects with the Baltic Sea through Stockholm, Swedens capital were the king lives...he is like the emperor of Sweden....only similarity with the Japanese one is that he talks sometimes like it`s in a foreign language...luckily he has a wife the queen Silvia from Deutchland that has some kind of sense. Ha..you can almost tell I´m not a hearty royalist can you?

Look how I walk ever so nicely on the path with my curly tail on my back and hips sashaying like a dancer out on the dance floor with a beautiful chick...eh bitch. Am I irresistible or am I?????

I walked an a big log..how hard was that...well pretty hard for the first time...did you try it when you were 10 weeks...ha didn`t thinks...you  had a lovely time at mummys milkbar thinking of nothing else. Well I can logg of the log now......

It was a misty and mysterious morning with lots of elfs dancing on the water, Kind of creepy but dad was with so I felt safe...but he kept on hiding behind trees all the time ..thinking I should train targeting him.

Then I heard a big growl...it was my stomach talking with a loud voice..."foood fooood"..it said...well it usually does in a dogs belly..it empties quickly. So I looked around and saw this kind of pizza/haggish thing lying there unattended..all food that no one claims is free food....

Turned out to tasted like a cows poo poo....AND IT WAS!!!! Dad where are you when I need you...get me a bucket to throw up this sh..t in!!!

Then we went home...or tried to anyway...this is a "färist" ......a cattle grid that helps to hold the animals that sometimes are in there at bay..nasty work to execute, but I would say NOTHING is impossible for an akita-ken!!! Mission accomplished!Logg the log and the "färist"!Tomorrow I will tell you about when I met some Manga-nerds. Over and out.

What is this all about then?..the akita-do thing?
Well you see I´m originally from Japan..as if you readers didn`t know that..well I´m not born in Japan but my genes are Japanese. I`m from Sveg, Sweden and my parents are from Poland. Both international champions.And there parents are from Poland and France. So I´m a multi-cultural species. Shame I can`t speak any of those countries lingos..that would have been cool.
So Japan..."the land of the rising sun" and samurais. Actually there are no samurais there today, but I think the spirit of the samurai lives on in modern Japan. Maybe I`m a romantic..I don`t know..I`ve never been to Japan so I can`t tell from my own experience. But "the way of the warrior" bu-do is a fact with a lot of old Japanese sports. Like karate-do, ju-do, aiki-do,ken-do among others. Do is the path you have to tread to become a MASTER.
So akita-do is the way to ultimately become the MASTER of being an akita. Strong in body and mind, gentle but in battle stubborn, kind but stoic...actually the best dog of all dogs wouldn`t you say. And the looks...ah that beautiful body, the glossy fur and the magnificent curly tail....that could kill the dames!
I`m just started on my path and it`s gonna be a long and sometimes hard way...but I`m going to make and get the black-belt in akita-do! Maybe I`l have to do some "wax on" wax of" along the way, but as long as I don`t have to do " the crane" I`ll be fine I think. I`m 2 months old know so you could say I have the 10 kyu in akita-do. Kyu meaning pupil-grades. When I´m one year old (then I´m gonna be BIG you`ll see) I will have my first Dan-grade (sho-dan in Japanese). THAT will be really cool! My master or dad as I call him has san-dan (3rd degree Dan-grade) in Shoto-kan Karate-do. But I think he is a little bit older than three years!!!??? He doesn`t talk alot about that , but I believe he is proud of it! And my name is a dedication to one of his masters when he trained in summmercamps in London, sensei Shirai 9 Dan (HE must have come a long way on his path to perfection!). And you my friends will  be a part of this journey if you like and in the mean time doing your on way through life, doing some human being-do.

Today we went to Ulva Qvarn (its on old mill on the outskirts of Uppsala) to meet some relatives and my dear old ( hush don´t say it load because then she gets offended and even more pissed) Mitsu.
First we met Astrid and Lisa. Astrid is twin-sister to my mistress Ingrid. Ah...they are like me and my twinbrother...two of the same litter. And Lisa is Astrids daughter. Lisa has also a twin sister Anja...what a coincidence...perhaps they are from the same kennel all of them. Lisa is very good with animals because she`s studies to be a veterinary assistant. Thats really good for me cause then I get instant help if I manage to bite someone and hurt my teeth!!!

And we also met Mitsu, my famous godmother (although she doesn`t know it yet). We had a good sniff back and front so maybe she`s losen up (the old hag hehehe) just joking!!!She was just a little bit offended that she actually didn`t get as many "Oh"`s "Ah"`s and "what a cute dog that is" as little darling me. We could have made bucks cashing in on those that talked to me and wanted to pet.
So she did her growling thing at me again!...but I know..she loves me but she doesn`t know how to show it thats all. If she sees that I love to play with the toy she gave, she`ll be even more friendly next time. See you soon Mitsu (means honey).suiting name or what?!

At last I got to meet my step-mother/god-mother or what ever!!..It was a happy meeting with lots of kisses and warming hugs...dont think? Not so at all...she was a little bit rejecting I think or was she having her period? Well everthing went fine after a while and we hade some sniffs at each othet that promised better times ahead. Maybe I overdid it by trying a whiff from her "milkbar"...getting thirsty with all this hugging...and that really set the old lady going. Lucky for me I am smart and agile so her teeth mist me by an inch. Stupid bitch! No she`s not stupid just maybe sore...I hold no grudge against her for that. I even got a very nice present to play with so I´m happy with our first meeting.

See you soon again Mitsu!!!!

My fostermaster Uffe likes to take me for "walks" as he puts it. Think that stuff is overrated. I usually try to digg my paws down to the ground and stay put. But does it help...nonono thar guy on the other side of the rope is to much strong...could think is some kind of body-builder that he tows on the rope.

Well sometimes you get to have some snacks on the road...like stones for example. Tast like sh-t but enoys the master a bit so thats something I guess. And you know....pritty much stone in the world ain`t it?!

This week I´ve expanded my roaddiet to chewinggum. Nice to lick when papered on the tarmac and a lot of fun when daddy tries to wedge it out of my mouth....happy days!

Today we are going to a fair, Ulva Marknad. Gonna be fun...wonder have many people gonna go "Oh" "Ah" "what a cute puppy" this time....hard work being adored!