Choya Haz Presents!

O'maJ makes its own beef treats for visiting dogs and Choya gets to eat them at each visit. The lovely servers Angie and Xena always bother to come around, and Choya patiently waits for treats to be handed out. This girl doesn't bother much about treats; when she does, she's selective about the type of treats and who feeds her.

Choya also learnt to eat salmon here, when this was in its old location as Pasta J. Hahaha. She stole a few pieces of human-grade salmon off the floor and her poop for the next few days wasn't too affected by the olive oil, rosemary, thyme, salt and pepper. That made me realize that her stomach (her poop, really) is open to salmon and the associated benefits of salmon oil derived from searing the skin and fats. From then on, she has salmon weekly in her diet, and it's rotated with pollock.

The restaurant recently put up Choya's photo on the wall. I suppose the photos will rotate, but she gets the honor of being the first one up. It's such a sweet gesture. So I couldn't believe it when the ladies at O'maJ bought Choya birthday gifts. That is crazy! The girl's so spoilt each time she goes to the restaurant. Treats, ice cubes, rubs and hugs. I'm super grateful that the restaurant is so kind to her.

Choya now has a new heavy mainly white ceramic food bowl (which I will use soon), and a hip decorative wood block that I could place around the house. Very fun. The words on the wood block read, 'Live, Love, Bark'. Indeed. Except I'd rather Choya not bark too much and I definitely don't want her to scream. She doesn't do either very much lah. She only barks when she's startled, or when she's trying to warn me of strange happenings or being fierce and aggressive to other dogs. Heh. Perhaps hers could read 'Live, Love, Whistle'. The Shiba Inu whistle is hilarious. She whistles when she's anxious or when she's happy. Ooof.