The log drifted down the winding river all night long until it came to a
stop at a riverbank. A chilli farmer was fishing when he spotted the
shivering puppy still desperately clinging on. He dropped his fishing rod
and hurried over to him. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing, as this
was not the first time this had happened (A Shiba Inu had washed up on
these riverbanks long before).
He decided to take the Chongqing puppy back to his chilli farm. The
farmer and his wife wrapped him up in a warm blanket and fed him meat
from their table, and soon he was fast asleep. As they watched this lost,
beautiful puppy slowly recovering from his long journey, they
wondered what to name him. Suddenly, the farmer said, “I know! We will
call him CHINU.” And as if he knew, Chinu opened one eye, looked at the
farmer, and fell back asleep.
As the years passed on the chilli farm, Chinu became a prominent
member of the family, helping the farmer with his work in the fields and
guarding the farm alongside his best friend Shiba Inu. As he became
bigger and stronger, Chinu also grew a strange love for chillis. He would
eat so many that one day, the farmer noticed that Chinu was starting
develop a blinding red glow.
