Tina

My name is Tina and I’m looking for my forever home! I’m 7 y.o. and tiny, just 14 lbs. I may be small, but my personality is large and IN CHARGE! When I first came to my foster home in Jonesburg, MO, I didn’t know what to think. I’d spent my life at a commercial breeding facility where people were not nice. I was terrified, so I decided to act fierce any time foster mom or dad came near. But they were so nice and patient! They gave me space. One morning, as foster mom let me out to go potty, it dawned on me– WAIT, I feel SAFE! I stopped, turned around, and ran right to my foster mom. I gave her my best airplane ears and jumped up on her legs to tell her that I was ready for some love! So, I don’t act fierce anymore. My goofy self shines! I’m a good girl - potty trained and I keep myself busy with toys when foster mom is out. I love toys! Especially removing squeakers. And I love attention. Every time foster mom lets me outside, I first have to get some loving. There are lots of dogs in my foster home, and foster mom says I come on too strong sometimes and don’t get the hint when another dog is done playing. Okay. Fair enough. And there’s one dog named Dixie that I do NOT trust. I think I saw her give me the stink-eye once, so I tell her off any chance I get. Foster mom says Dixie is sweet and would never hurt me. But I’m not sold. So I guess I'm “dog selective.” Whatever. Foster mom thinks that I'd do best as the only dog in my forever home. There are cats here too and I don’t bug them so, see? I’m a nice girl! I am healthy too – spayed and vaccinated. My forever home should be adults-only. I haven’t met any kids, but I'm pretty sure that they’d scare me and act fierce again. I’d love a securely fenced yard to run in. My family should be careful around open doors because Shibas are escape artists. I’m still learning about leash walks. I’ve practiced in the yard and could be a pro in no time. If you live in the Midwest and would like a sweet, goofy, girl with a BIG personality, here I am! Visit www.savingshibas.com/adopt. The application process helps SIRA learn about you and your home environment to make sure we’ll be a good match. Once approved, SIRA will introduce you to my foster mom so we can meet!

My name is Tina and I’m looking for my forever home! I’m 7 y.o. and tiny, just 14 lbs. I may be small, but my personality is large and IN CHARGE! When I first came to my foster home in Jonesburg, MO, I didn’t know what to think. I’d spent my life at a commercial breeding facility where people were not nice. I was terrified, so I decided to act fierce any time foster mom or dad came near. But they were so nice and patient! They gave me space. One morning, as foster mom let me out to go potty, it dawned on me– WAIT, I feel SAFE! I stopped, turned around, and ran right to my foster mom. I gave her my best airplane ears and jumped up on her legs to tell her that I was ready for some love! So, I don’t act fierce anymore. My goofy self shines! I’m a good girl - potty trained and I keep myself busy with toys when foster mom is out. I love toys! Especially removing squeakers. And I love attention. Every time foster mom lets me outside, I first have to get some loving. There are lots of dogs in my foster home, and foster mom says I c

My name is Tina and I’m looking for my forever home! I’m 7 y.o. and tiny, just 14 lbs. I may be small, but my personality is large and IN CHARGE! When I first came to my foster home in Jonesburg, MO, I didn’t know what to think. I’d spent my life at a commercial breeding facility where people were not nice. I was terrified, so I decided to act fierce any time foster mom or dad came near. But they were so nice and patient! They gave me space. One morning, as foster mom let me out to go potty, it dawned on me– WAIT, I feel SAFE! I stopped, turned around, and ran right to my foster mom. I gave her my best airplane ears and jumped up on her legs to tell her that I was ready for some love! So, I don’t act fierce anymore. My goofy self shines! I’m a good girl - potty trained and I keep myself busy with toys when foster mom is out. I love toys! Especially removing squeakers. And I love attention. Every time foster mom lets me outside, I first have to get some loving. There are lots of dogs in my foster home, and foster mom says I come on too strong sometimes and don’t get the hint when another dog is done playing. Okay. Fair enough. And there’s one dog named Dixie that I do NOT trust. I think I saw her give me the stink-eye once, so I tell her off any chance I get. Foster mom says Dixie is sweet and would never hurt me. But I’m not sold. So I guess I'm “dog selective.” Whatever. Foster mom thinks that I'd do best as the onl