Shiro, which means “white” in Japanese, is (you already guessed it) a beautiful white fluffy dog with a cute little curly tail!
I’ve met Shiro about 2 years ago and I was so excited when his mom booked his photo session because he is SO photogenic, as you can tell.
Shiro comes from Nunavut and he absolutely LOVES the snow, so his mom waited for months to book a winter session. I’m glad she did, because the photos turned out gorgeous!
Shiro’s life started out rough, and he’s so lucky to have found such a caring family he can now call his own. Let me share a bit about this beautiful polar bear.
Shiro was 3 months when he found his furever home here in Ottawa.
He was owned by a couple of drunk brothers who got themselves locked up in jail. At the time, he was named Toby. He was chained up outdoors, fed polar bear meat and would roam the small community alone.
When a friend of Shiro’s mom posted a picture of him, asking if anybody was interested in rescuing him, it was love at first sight.
When he came to Ottawa at 3 months, Shiro was malnourished, underweight, the tip of his tail had frost bite (luckily it recovered), and missing chucks of fur… but according to his mom, he was the cutest and sweetest little dog!
Fast forward to 5 years now, he is spoiled rotten!
He goes to the dog park every single day because he gets to be free, hates going for walks, he loves squeaky toys, his favorite human foods are bacon and cheese and he hates all veggies.
His favorite position is the sploot and crossed paws, he LOVES the snow and finds joy in chasing squirrels and rabbits.
Shiro is a social butterfly and likes to greet people and dogs. He loves stealing slippers at home, loves playing tag, he can be deaf to the command “come” and sometimes likes to take off from home but never strays too far away from it. His biggest fears are loud noises and being alone.
I wanted to include this goofy picture of him at the end because it represents him quite well.
It was so much fun photographing this gorgeous dog, getting buried in the snow (we had a BIG snowfall) and running around with bacon in my hands.
His pawrents love him so much and he’s the true definition of a happy ending!
