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When God made Labrador Retrievers, He was showing off

I don't want to talk to me, I scare me.

— from "Hiro Nakamura"

Hiro Nakamura's Tail-Wagging, Blog

Woof woof, online hoomans and fellow furs! I’m Hiro (not Hero, don’t get it twisted)! My hoomans ditched me for a bit to do boring hooman stuff, so I’ve sneakily pawed open their laptop thingy to spill the juiciest details about my pawsome life. Buckle up for a wild ride with this furry goofball!

Who’s This Handsome Hound?

I’m a single Black German Shepherd and Labrador mix, and let me tell ya, I’m the full package—tall, muscular, and tipping the scales at over 110 pounds of pure, treat-loving beefcake. My hoomans keep my bowl full, and I’m livin’ the good life. Things started a bit ruff (see what I did there?), as I was found wandering in a sketchy neighborhood, nabbed by the popo. But then, my amazing hooman family swooped in like superheroes and adopted me. Since then, I’ve been a jet-setting pup, living in three states and soaking up the sun every winter in Key West. Can you say #DogGoals? 😁

Morning Zoomies and Sniff-tastic Adventures

Every day’s a party when you’re me! My favorite time is our morning walks, where I turn into Sherlock Hound, sniffing every tree, bush, and sneaky blade of grass. My nose is basically a superpower—I could find a dropped hot dog from a mile away! I get a bit wild when I spot a squirrel (those fluffy-tailed teases!), and ever so often the hairier hooman lets me chase them and ever so often the invisible leash disappears and that is when we get into really goofball adventures!! The best days are when we hit the park, and I go full beast mode, sprinting after balls or doing epic tail-chasing spins. I’m pretty sure I’d win gold in the Doggo Olympics for “Most Enthusiastic Fetcher.”

Master of the Couch Kingdom

When I’m not out being a sniffing superstar, I’m the undisputed king of chilling. My throne? A big, squishy couch where I sprawl like a furry emperor. My hoomans call me a “couch potato,” but I prefer “Lounge Lord Extraordinaire.” Sometimes, I sneak onto their bed for a royal nap—it’s like sleeping on a cloud made of bacon dreams. I also keep the backyard in check, glaring at pesky birds and bunnies through the window. One mighty bark from me, and they scatter! My hoomans act annoyed when I wake ‘em up, but deep down, they know I’m the neighborhood watch hero.

Treats: My One True Love

Let’s talk about the real MVP: treat time! I’ve got a sixth sense for when that treat jar opens—my ears go boing, and I’m at my hoomans’ side faster than you can say “bacon.” Those peanut butter goodies? Pure magic. A slice of bacon? I’d do backflips for it (if I wasn’t so busy drooling). My hoomans say I’ve got them trained, and I’m not gonna bark against that! I mean, one flash of my patented puppy eyes, and they’re handing over the goods like I’m running a treat cartel. Seriously 🤪, who’s a good boy? Me, obviously—just ask my snack stash. My wiggly tail is basically a metronome set to “treat o’clock,” and when the treats come out, you better believe it’s showtime. I’m not saying I run the house—but let’s face it, the treat schedule sure runs on my tummy time.

Hiro’s Goofy Life Lessons

Being a goofy goof like me comes with wisdom, so here’s my pro tip: always chase what makes your tail wag, whether it’s a ball, a treat, or just a good belly rub. Life’s too short to be a grumpy pup! I’m loving every second of my crazy, cuddly, treat-filled life, and I can’t wait to share more silly stories with you all. So, stick around for the next chapter of Hiro the Magnificent’s adventures—trust me, it’s gonna be a howling good time!

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