This story was told by Marian Campbell of Classy Kennel in Sunfield, Michigan. Marian refers to herself as 'a caretaker of the Shiba Inu and Kai Ken breeds.'
I have a Shiba that I sold that lives in Texas in a penthouse and this Shiba figured the routine out and one day the elevator porter called up and said "Your dog is in the lobby and wants to ride the elevator up, may I bring him up?" The people were stunned as they thought he was in the dwelling.
Come to find out the little stinker ran out the door when it was open, waited for the elevator to open, got in and rode it down to the lobby, got out and waited for the doors to open and ran out and crossed 6 lanes of traffic to the park and played for a few minutes. He then crossed the traffic, waited for the doors to open again, then proceeded inside, waiting for the elevator to open and that was when he was discovered.
The porter brought the dog to the floor of the penthouse, opened the doors and the Shiba trotted out and into the apartment while the owner stood there in complete disbelief of what had just happened!!! This is a true story!
Here is another story about a runaway shiba. This one was told by a shiba inu breeder named Susan (her name has been changed to conceal her identity).
One of Susan's dogs took off at a dog show she was attending. The dog, a female named Sushi, disappeared into a wheat field. Susan searched the area, notified the local authorities and put out fliers. But nothing came of it.
Susan decided to try something else. Maybe she could lure Sushi back home. Susan put Sushi's crate, together with treats, into the field. It almost worked. Sushi made an appearance. She was spotted by some local boys. Unfortunately, the boys thought Sushi was a fox and chased her away. They threw rocks at her if you can believe.
Since her “lure” plan almost worked, Susan decided to improve on it. She parked her van near the wheat field, put on her old, tattered chenille bathrobe (Sushi's favorite comforter) and set out to scent the area with some “poo” gathered from her other dogs. She also opened and sliced a piece of coconut cream pie (Sushi's favorite treat). She left the door of the van ajar and laid down for the night, covered with the bathrobe. About 3:00 A.M. Susan was awakened by a sound. Groping in the dark, Susan's hand was met by some very eager kisses. She gently and slowly got hold of Sushi and wrapped her in the robe. She held back the tears until all the doors of the van were closed. Sushi was safe at last!