<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976</id><updated>2011-11-22T19:17:45.685-06:00</updated><category term='turtle'/><category term='dog t-shirt'/><category term='leash'/><category term='nicknames'/><category term='Munchy Bones'/><category term='Kong'/><category term='nest'/><category term='graduation'/><category term='alpaca'/><category term='yard'/><category term='Oprah'/><category term='hotel'/><category term='K9 Advantix'/><category term='dog bath'/><category term='Dakota'/><category term='Cheetos'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='sombrero'/><category term='hepatitis'/><category term='liver disease'/><category term='shampoo'/><category term='ants'/><category term='home'/><category term='Aunt Katie'/><category term='summer'/><category term='PawPawty'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='spring'/><category term='ducks'/><category term='humidity'/><category term='Articulate Animals'/><category term='video'/><category term='animal shelter'/><category term='tv'/><category term='firetrucks'/><category term='arthritis'/><category term='alarm clock'/><category term='bladder stones'/><category term='puppy poetry'/><category term='farmer&apos;s market'/><category term='dog walking'/><category term='sniffing'/><category term='Galena'/><category term='separation anxiety'/><category term='laptop'/><category term='dry eye'/><category term='rice'/><category term='vet'/><category term='lazy day'/><category term='thunder'/><category term='hamburger'/><category term='dog food'/><category term='ESPN'/><category term='storms'/><category term='squirrel'/><category term='antibiotic'/><category term='barking'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Buttons'/><category term='veterinarian'/><category term='nap'/><category term='fall'/><category term='school'/><category term='MM'/><category term='luau'/><category term='squeaky toy'/><category term='hot dog'/><category term='skunk'/><category term='Ol&apos; 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Am I just a dog…or a diabolical creature?  You decide.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>281</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-7660257887992117876</id><published>2009-12-04T21:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T21:22:32.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lexi-Lou, 2000 - 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A note from Lexi-Lou's Mom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lexi started out today not feeling well.  She spent the morning at the vet, being examined for other issues.  I picked her up at noon and brought her home.  She got sicker as the afternoon went on.  At 5:00 this evening I rushed her back to the vet's office because she couldn't stand or sit and her breathing was very loud and rapid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The vet diagnosed her with acute congestive heart failure and pulmonary embolism.  Her heart and lungs had sounded fine during her exam this morning, but they were filled with fluid by this evening.  We knew that Lexi had a heart murmur, and that there was an underlying issue that we were trying to diagnose this morning, but the sudden fluid build-up was a complete surprise.  Nobody saw that coming.  Lexi had a variety of other health problems, including liver failure.  We all thought that a liver problem would take her from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexi-Lou passed away in my arms around 6:00 this evening.  Rest in peace, my beautiful baby girl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-7660257887992117876?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/7660257887992117876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=7660257887992117876' title='52 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/7660257887992117876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/7660257887992117876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/12/lexi-lou-2000-2009.html' title='Lexi-Lou, 2000 - 2009'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>52</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-8659435168818981574</id><published>2009-12-03T21:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T21:51:19.590-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><title type='text'>Buttons Get Down!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom cleaned off the drawers behind the chair, and she moved my doggie food, too.  Buttons kept trying to get into that stuff.  But you know what?  That didn't stop Buttons!  Didn't phase her at all.  Look what happened next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxiFRHPDLaI/AAAAAAAAA6E/D1WYaibGeng/s1600-h/CIMG2957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxiFRHPDLaI/AAAAAAAAA6E/D1WYaibGeng/s320/CIMG2957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411221481332092322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxiFRWi_siI/AAAAAAAAA6M/CQeuu2CdC_g/s1600-h/CIMG2958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxiFRWi_siI/AAAAAAAAA6M/CQeuu2CdC_g/s320/CIMG2958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411221485442282018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxiFR4HXOFI/AAAAAAAAA6U/cpMqdVc4jkU/s1600-h/CIMG2959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxiFR4HXOFI/AAAAAAAAA6U/cpMqdVc4jkU/s320/CIMG2959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411221494453188690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxiFSp3rjgI/AAAAAAAAA6c/SZn9V2KSCrs/s1600-h/CIMG2960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxiFSp3rjgI/AAAAAAAAA6c/SZn9V2KSCrs/s320/CIMG2960.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411221507809185282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buttons is unstoppable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-8659435168818981574?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/8659435168818981574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=8659435168818981574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/8659435168818981574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/8659435168818981574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/12/buttons-get-down.html' title='Buttons Get Down!'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxiFRHPDLaI/AAAAAAAAA6E/D1WYaibGeng/s72-c/CIMG2957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-1697263944069232807</id><published>2009-12-03T20:39:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T21:00:01.987-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa Claus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight Mom decided to torture Buttons and I with hats.  She says the hats are for our Christmas cards.  Buttons and I did our best to be sure that none of the pictures turned out.  We've had enough of those sorts of humiliations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buttons was wearing a reindeer collar and hat.  She hated it.  Mom made me wear a Santa hat with a fake beard.  Come on, now!  I'm a Shih Tzu doggie!  I've already got a REAL beard!  Why on earth would Mom think I needed a fake one, too?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxh32FvE5hI/AAAAAAAAA58/bgwQBrplETg/s1600-h/CIMG2947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxh32FvE5hI/AAAAAAAAA58/bgwQBrplETg/s320/CIMG2947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411206723421922834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxh31pYiheI/AAAAAAAAA50/dtg49CgxXDE/s1600-h/CIMG2944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxh31pYiheI/AAAAAAAAA50/dtg49CgxXDE/s320/CIMG2944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411206715811202530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxh31UizpbI/AAAAAAAAA5s/g7I-hPRtOFc/s1600-h/CIMG2946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxh31UizpbI/AAAAAAAAA5s/g7I-hPRtOFc/s320/CIMG2946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411206710217123250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxh30-P9ERI/AAAAAAAAA5k/XfAmCzNp_2Q/s1600-h/CIMG2943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxh30-P9ERI/AAAAAAAAA5k/XfAmCzNp_2Q/s320/CIMG2943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411206704232468754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buttons and I think that this qualifies as puppy abuse.  Call PETA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-1697263944069232807?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/1697263944069232807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=1697263944069232807' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/1697263944069232807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/1697263944069232807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-photos.html' title='Christmas Photos'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxh32FvE5hI/AAAAAAAAA58/bgwQBrplETg/s72-c/CIMG2947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-2068848196775017162</id><published>2009-12-03T20:14:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T20:37:57.599-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caring Hands Animal Hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bladder infection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bladder stones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urinary tract infection'/><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been talking a bunch about my new sister lately, I thought that tonight I'd start out by talking about me instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom made me potty in a cup this morning.  I hate that.  My vet sure likes my pee-pee, though. Mom's always taking it to him.  Today we found out that I don't have any more of those bad bacteria buggies in my pee-pee. That should be good news, right?  Well, not so much. Mom says that I'm still acting sicky, like I have the bacteria buggies.  So she's going to take me to the vet tomorrow for special pictures of my insides.  We gotta make sure I don't have any more of those icky bladder stones.  Just for fun, here's another picture of the stones I had in my bladder the last time I had to have surgery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SDOa9IZ8RwI/AAAAAAAAACk/LwxldVHu4-M/s1600-h/stones-blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202672369562044162" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SDOa9IZ8RwI/AAAAAAAAACk/LwxldVHu4-M/s320/stones-blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weren't they yucky?  So they're going to take pictures to look for those nasty stones again. They're also going to get more pee-pee to do a culture on it.  Mom says we'll know what that means next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So enough about me.  You know what Buttons JUST did?  She got into the bathroom garbage can!  She's a wild woman.  She's also been licking the kitchen floor -- just about cleaned the entire thing, too.  Then she climbed underneath our microwave stand again and almost got herself stuck in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxhyyPwAYTI/AAAAAAAAA5M/QX8xuQjfiAo/s1600-h/CIMG2950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxhyyPwAYTI/AAAAAAAAA5M/QX8xuQjfiAo/s320/CIMG2950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411201159832559922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that, she climbed into the chair again and tried to get to the stuff behind the chair.  Then she used that vantage point to try to get into my bag of doggie food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxh0qILNBkI/AAAAAAAAA5c/MY3mhA3p8SU/s1600-h/CIMG2952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxh0qILNBkI/AAAAAAAAA5c/MY3mhA3p8SU/s320/CIMG2952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411203219383453250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom cleaned all of that stuff off of the drawers and she moved the doggie food.  We'll see what my sister tries to get into next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buttons makes me tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxh0pie_zNI/AAAAAAAAA5U/15jjIf6qoAs/s1600-h/CIMG2953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxh0pie_zNI/AAAAAAAAA5U/15jjIf6qoAs/s320/CIMG2953.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411203209265925330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-2068848196775017162?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/2068848196775017162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=2068848196775017162' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/2068848196775017162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/2068848196775017162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/12/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SDOa9IZ8RwI/AAAAAAAAACk/LwxldVHu4-M/s72-c/stones-blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-3316964107622092270</id><published>2009-12-02T21:38:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T21:50:16.080-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garbage'/><title type='text'>BUSTED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You remember that &lt;a href="http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/12/busy-buttons.html"&gt;garbage can incident&lt;/a&gt; from the other night?  At the time we didn't have proof of the culprit, but Mom and I both knew that Buttons was responsible.  Well, Mom just caught the little stinker in the act!  We have solid proof that it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buttons &lt;/span&gt;who dumped the garbage in the living room.  Just see for yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxc0QR6ItmI/AAAAAAAAA48/tjmY1fqHPQ4/s1600-h/garbage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxc0QR6ItmI/AAAAAAAAA48/tjmY1fqHPQ4/s320/garbage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410850931598734946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxc0QGlV4aI/AAAAAAAAA40/k2g80PS9n2g/s1600-h/garbage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxc0QGlV4aI/AAAAAAAAA40/k2g80PS9n2g/s320/garbage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410850928558727586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's digging in there and pulling out the dirty tissues again!  That's just like she did the other night...  Buttons is so very BUSTED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, she got in trouble.  Don't think it phased her much, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-3316964107622092270?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/3316964107622092270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=3316964107622092270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/3316964107622092270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/3316964107622092270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/12/busted.html' title='BUSTED!'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxc0QR6ItmI/AAAAAAAAA48/tjmY1fqHPQ4/s72-c/garbage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-515874017338775952</id><published>2009-12-02T21:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T21:19:48.731-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog costume'/><title type='text'>Getting in MORE Trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So here's how Buttons got in trouble tonight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mom found her on the arm of our chair, trying to pull my Halloween costumes off a pile of stuff on some drawers behind the chair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxcs0lw5PFI/AAAAAAAAA4s/Eu6ieiSXsjI/s1600-h/busted2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxcs0lw5PFI/AAAAAAAAA4s/Eu6ieiSXsjI/s320/busted2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410842759310949458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Buttons was BUSTED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxcs0ZjvUeI/AAAAAAAAA4k/EKjr3dY_3K8/s1600-h/busted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxcs0ZjvUeI/AAAAAAAAA4k/EKjr3dY_3K8/s320/busted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410842756034548194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Knowing that Mom was watching her (and that Mom was onto her shenanigans) didn't even stop her!  She gave up on the chair and tried to jump up there by climbing my bag of doggie food instead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxcsz5BGMzI/AAAAAAAAA4c/56LVgoOeVws/s1600-h/busted3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxcsz5BGMzI/AAAAAAAAA4c/56LVgoOeVws/s320/busted3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410842747299312434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And then she tried a more direct approach...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxcszf_kOZI/AAAAAAAAA4U/6WK6OTW03V8/s1600-h/busted4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxcszf_kOZI/AAAAAAAAA4U/6WK6OTW03V8/s320/busted4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410842740582005138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But by then Mom thought Buttons had tried enough, so she moved the costumes to a safe, Buttons-free place.  Buttons was sure determined to get to them before then, though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sort of wish Mom had let her get to that stupid princess hat.  (I hate that thing.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-515874017338775952?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/515874017338775952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=515874017338775952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/515874017338775952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/515874017338775952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/12/getting-in-more-trouble.html' title='Getting in MORE Trouble'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxcs0lw5PFI/AAAAAAAAA4s/Eu6ieiSXsjI/s72-c/busted2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-442341070410297719</id><published>2009-12-02T20:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T20:49:32.575-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snuggie'/><title type='text'>Snuggies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, she did it...  Mom went and got a Snuggie for Buttons.  It's just like mine, only a little bigger.  Then she made Buttons and I sit together in a chair, wearing our matching Snuggies, so she could take a lot of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxcm4wWFmgI/AAAAAAAAA4M/cn4Ay0YCDyI/s1600-h/snuggies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxcm4wWFmgI/AAAAAAAAA4M/cn4Ay0YCDyI/s320/snuggies1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410836233801013762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxcm4eozXmI/AAAAAAAAA4E/P4Lv3gNK9aQ/s1600-h/snuggies2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxcm4eozXmI/AAAAAAAAA4E/P4Lv3gNK9aQ/s320/snuggies2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410836229047672418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxcm38BuVlI/AAAAAAAAA38/xoXD0MZzEpE/s1600-h/snuggies3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxcm38BuVlI/AAAAAAAAA38/xoXD0MZzEpE/s320/snuggies3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410836219756959314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-442341070410297719?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/442341070410297719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=442341070410297719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/442341070410297719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/442341070410297719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/12/snuggies.html' title='Snuggies!'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sxcm4wWFmgI/AAAAAAAAA4M/cn4Ay0YCDyI/s72-c/snuggies1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-2684300756643182542</id><published>2009-12-01T19:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:15:09.699-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog bed'/><title type='text'>Where Did She Go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Buttons disappeared last night.  She was sitting beside Mom on the couch...but when Mom said it was time to go night-night, Buttons just vanished. I wonder where she could have gone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxW-id31OuI/AAAAAAAAA30/exJ-ALORLw8/s1600/hiding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxW-id31OuI/AAAAAAAAA30/exJ-ALORLw8/s320/hiding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410440026699152098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Buttons has been hiding under the bed every night.  Last night she hid before she even made it to our bedroom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-2684300756643182542?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/2684300756643182542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=2684300756643182542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/2684300756643182542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/2684300756643182542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-did-she-go.html' title='Where Did She Go?'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxW-id31OuI/AAAAAAAAA30/exJ-ALORLw8/s72-c/hiding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-6572014529510907726</id><published>2009-12-01T18:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T18:51:49.870-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kisses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garbage'/><title type='text'>Busy Buttons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight Buttons decided to tip over the garbage can in the living room and spread Mom's dirty tissues on the floor.  Mom was doing the dishes, so the little stinker got away with it.  No evidence of the culprit was found at the scene of the crime...but you can bet it wasn't ME who knocked over the garbage!  And Mom certainly wasn't responsible for the mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scene of the crime:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxW4g0ILZ5I/AAAAAAAAA3s/7_kQlFopaLQ/s1600/garbage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxW4g0ILZ5I/AAAAAAAAA3s/7_kQlFopaLQ/s320/garbage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410433401243789202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The primary suspect, visiting the scene of the crime after Mom picked everything up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxW4gXw2QOI/AAAAAAAAA3k/vLwenEw9gUA/s1600/garbage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxW4gXw2QOI/AAAAAAAAA3k/vLwenEw9gUA/s320/garbage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410433393629741282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The primary suspect, acting all innocent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxW4f2Qr0OI/AAAAAAAAA3c/iZLjdttGOps/s1600/garbage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxW4f2Qr0OI/AAAAAAAAA3c/iZLjdttGOps/s320/garbage3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410433384636469474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be fooled.  Buttons is guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what else Buttons did tonight?  She gave Mom doggie kisses when Mom was scratching her ears.  Those are the very first doggie kisses that Buttons has given Mom, so Mom was all happy about it.  I'm pretty sure Mom doesn't care about that garbage anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-6572014529510907726?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/6572014529510907726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=6572014529510907726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6572014529510907726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6572014529510907726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/12/busy-buttons.html' title='Busy Buttons'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxW4g0ILZ5I/AAAAAAAAA3s/7_kQlFopaLQ/s72-c/garbage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-3677060271469209544</id><published>2009-11-30T19:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:44:02.448-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caring Hands Animal Hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><title type='text'>Meeting the Vet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today Mom and I took Buttons to meet our doggie doctor.  We wanted to introduce her 'cause she's part of our family now.  If Buttons gets sick or something, it's important for the vet to know Buttons so they can make her all better again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buttons got scared in the car 'cause she didn't know where we were going.  Mom was worried that maybe Buttons thought she was going to another house or something.  Mom tried to give her extra pets and scratches on the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the vet's office, Buttons and I were super hyper.  We ran in circles around Mom and she got all tangled up in our leashes.  She was SO embarrassed, but we just thought it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doggie doctor looked at all the stuff from Buttons's other doctors and then she looked at Buttons, too.  She said that Buttons has some dirty teeths and they'll need to be cleaned.  But all the bacteria buggies that were in Buttons's eyes are gone now.  And Buttons's heart and lungs sound great, whatever that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our vet's scale, Buttons weighed 14.9 pounds.  I suppose I shouldn't tell you that, though, 'cause it's not nice to tell other people your sister's weight.  he he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-3677060271469209544?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/3677060271469209544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=3677060271469209544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/3677060271469209544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/3677060271469209544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/meeting-vet.html' title='Meeting the Vet'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-2734921178766292702</id><published>2009-11-30T19:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:34:14.944-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squeaky toy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><title type='text'>Magnets Are NOT Doggie Toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom and I heard a funny noise in the kitchen tonight, so we went to investigate.  You know what we saw?  My new sister Buttons was trying to climb up our refrigerator!  She had even knocked some stuff off of it.  Mom has some stuffed M&amp;amp;M magnets on the fridge, and Buttons thought they were doggie toys.  Buttons was on a mission to get to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom tried to explain to my sis that M&amp;amp;M magnets are not doggie toys, but I don't think Buttons believes her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxRyB_9b4uI/AAAAAAAAA3U/mLAZbKM53y8/s1600/fridge1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxRyB_9b4uI/AAAAAAAAA3U/mLAZbKM53y8/s320/fridge1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410074431053357794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxRyBVw2aAI/AAAAAAAAA3M/9dMCqMb4wcc/s1600/fridge2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxRyBVw2aAI/AAAAAAAAA3M/9dMCqMb4wcc/s320/fridge2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410074419726280706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's really putting on an innocent, "who, me?" face in that last picture. Don't fall for it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-2734921178766292702?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/2734921178766292702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=2734921178766292702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/2734921178766292702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/2734921178766292702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/magnets-are-not-doggie-toys.html' title='Magnets Are NOT Doggie Toys'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxRyB_9b4uI/AAAAAAAAA3U/mLAZbKM53y8/s72-c/fridge1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-4315192270987520549</id><published>2009-11-30T19:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:25:23.889-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squeaky toy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><title type='text'>Getting into Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Buttons has toy radar.  She's found doggie toys that Mom forgot we had 'cause they were behind a chair or stuck in places like that.  Today she found a squirrel toy that was on a chair, buried under stuff!  She jumped onto the chair and dug until she pulled out that squirrel!  She also tried to jump up on the side of the chair but it was way too high for her.  Instead of making it onto the chair, Buttons landed in our water bowl and spilled water all over the place.  Mom got her socks all wet 'cause of the water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Mom was worried that Buttons was gonna get hurt, so she emptied the stuff off of that chair.  When it was cleaned off, Buttons decided to use the chair to survey for additional toys in the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxRv80IT3RI/AAAAAAAAA20/YZbgIkOAD80/s1600/chair1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxRv80IT3RI/AAAAAAAAA20/YZbgIkOAD80/s320/chair1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410072142955142418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxRv9eol_pI/AAAAAAAAA28/5RyA9BKLB3I/s1600/chair2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxRv9eol_pI/AAAAAAAAA28/5RyA9BKLB3I/s320/chair2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410072154364837522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxRv90dU3_I/AAAAAAAAA3E/ojN73tvPnuo/s1600/chair3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxRv90dU3_I/AAAAAAAAA3E/ojN73tvPnuo/s320/chair3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410072160223158258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The verdict?  No additional toys, but there was some stuff behind the chair that Buttons decided she wanted to further investigate.  Silly Buttons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-4315192270987520549?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/4315192270987520549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=4315192270987520549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/4315192270987520549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/4315192270987520549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/getting-into-stuff.html' title='Getting into Stuff'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxRv80IT3RI/AAAAAAAAA20/YZbgIkOAD80/s72-c/chair1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-4915730587294945898</id><published>2009-11-29T15:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T15:20:33.824-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buttons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog bed'/><title type='text'>Buttons's Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Buttons's doggie bed is the perfect size for her. She's an exact fit in there.  Her bed would be too big for me.  And a doggie bigger than Buttons sure wouldn't fit.  But it's just the right size for my sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxLlctTFB4I/AAAAAAAAA2s/sSCmK1Aj6NU/s1600/perfect.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxLlctTFB4I/AAAAAAAAA2s/sSCmK1Aj6NU/s320/perfect.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409638383784101762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's even hard to see her in there 'cause her bed is the same color as her fur.  Mom says she's camouflaged.  I'm not sure what that means, but I'm guessing it means "cute."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-4915730587294945898?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/4915730587294945898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=4915730587294945898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/4915730587294945898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/4915730587294945898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/buttonss-bed.html' title='Buttons&apos;s Bed'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxLlctTFB4I/AAAAAAAAA2s/sSCmK1Aj6NU/s72-c/perfect.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-294011660221827711</id><published>2009-11-29T13:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T13:40:07.146-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squeaky toy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><title type='text'>Sounds at Our House</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is what our house sounded like before Buttons came to live with us:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;squeak, squeak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Things were pretty quiet.  Now this is what our house sounds like since Buttons joined our family:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;squeak, squeak, squeak, piggy noises, squeak, squeak, snore, slurp, slurp, squeak, piggy noises, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, rustle, slurp, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, piggy noises, squeak, squeak, slurp, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, piggy noises, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, snore, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, slurp, squeak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, piggy noises, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, snore, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, piggy noises, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Little bit of a difference!  Mom's laughing a lot, too, 'cause she says that Buttons is such a funny little girl.  Not sure if I see the humor, but oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-294011660221827711?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/294011660221827711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=294011660221827711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/294011660221827711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/294011660221827711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/sounds-at-our-house.html' title='Sounds at Our House'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-3788325327258844291</id><published>2009-11-28T16:31:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T17:07:31.245-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog walking'/><title type='text'>Showing  Buttons the Pond</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This afternoon Mom and I showed Buttons the pond where we like to walk.  I think Buttons had fun there, too.  The geeses weren't there today but some ducks were quacking on the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGnSBl11wI/AAAAAAAAA1M/LgnC46lAIXg/s1600/pond1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGnSBl11wI/AAAAAAAAA1M/LgnC46lAIXg/s320/pond1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409288555555313410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I showed Buttons all of the best places to sniff when we're walking around the pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGnSu8vZaI/AAAAAAAAA1U/RflbhVQNjzs/s1600/pond2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGnSu8vZaI/AAAAAAAAA1U/RflbhVQNjzs/s320/pond2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409288567730955682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGnSxSyBmI/AAAAAAAAA1c/SiJDbyXFHRA/s1600/pond3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGnSxSyBmI/AAAAAAAAA1c/SiJDbyXFHRA/s320/pond3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409288568360273506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGnTHpgQ-I/AAAAAAAAA1k/mvdQjcYYGdA/s1600/pond4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGnTHpgQ-I/AAAAAAAAA1k/mvdQjcYYGdA/s320/pond4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409288574361158626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um...Mom...I think Buttons is trying to eat some old goose poop here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGnTlO2b7I/AAAAAAAAA1s/NVLHwgUEAFA/s1600/pond5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGnTlO2b7I/AAAAAAAAA1s/NVLHwgUEAFA/s320/pond5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409288582302429106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so proud of my new sister.  She went and sniffed this tree on her own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGpkxgln5I/AAAAAAAAA10/JrdWzqFptY8/s1600/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGpkxgln5I/AAAAAAAAA10/JrdWzqFptY8/s320/tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409291076679081874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very important place to sniff because it's the "Dog Station."  I think that sign means we're supposed to potty there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGqnGYgpcI/AAAAAAAAA18/5Vezuq_I-zM/s1600/dog-station.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGqnGYgpcI/AAAAAAAAA18/5Vezuq_I-zM/s320/dog-station.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409292216153712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of Buttons and I walking around the pond.  You'll note that I'm the one in the lead most of the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGsEfLs7nI/AAAAAAAAA2c/xQg7PVLT86k/s1600/walking4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGsEfLs7nI/AAAAAAAAA2c/xQg7PVLT86k/s320/walking4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409293820538711666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGsEHRWv-I/AAAAAAAAA2U/0mlbEmhr0iY/s1600/walking3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGsEHRWv-I/AAAAAAAAA2U/0mlbEmhr0iY/s320/walking3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409293814119972834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGsDuT42YI/AAAAAAAAA2M/JUb-xMKrq0w/s1600/walking2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGsDuT42YI/AAAAAAAAA2M/JUb-xMKrq0w/s320/walking2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409293807419709826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGsDEeLPfI/AAAAAAAAA2E/1-Nz-GebwtM/s1600/walking1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGsDEeLPfI/AAAAAAAAA2E/1-Nz-GebwtM/s320/walking1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409293796188569074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we wore Buttons out when we were walking around the pond. Here's what she did when we got back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGs68BFXmI/AAAAAAAAA2k/jUcHpgvNix8/s1600/tired.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGs68BFXmI/AAAAAAAAA2k/jUcHpgvNix8/s320/tired.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409294755991740002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one tired Buttons doggie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-3788325327258844291?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/3788325327258844291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=3788325327258844291' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/3788325327258844291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/3788325327258844291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/showing-buttons-pond.html' title='Showing  Buttons the Pond'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxGnSBl11wI/AAAAAAAAA1M/LgnC46lAIXg/s72-c/pond1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-512597550223221938</id><published>2009-11-28T11:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T11:26:15.942-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squeaky toy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buttons'/><title type='text'>Lazy Doggie Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was a little worried last night 'cause Buttons went and hid under Mom's bed again when it was night-night time. I figured that Buttons was going to keep us awake all night long again. But Buttons didn't stay under Mom's bed for very long, and eventually she actually went night-night in her own doggie bed!  That's right...Buttons went night-night last night!  She didn't stay up all night squeaking toys and stuff.  Mom says that maybe Buttons is more comfortable in her new house now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Buttons and I let Mom sleep in this morning, too.  We didn't wake her up super early like yesterday.  I decided that today should be a lazy day for us.  So here's how I'm spending the morning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxFcFcdPAVI/AAAAAAAAA1E/iIRYwyQUvQg/s1600/Lexi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxFcFcdPAVI/AAAAAAAAA1E/iIRYwyQUvQg/s320/Lexi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409205876056588626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Buttons was snoozing on the couch, too, until Mom took that picture of me.  Then Buttons woke up.  Mom tried to scoot her over, too, 'cause she was afraid Buttons was going to fall off the couch.  (Her booty was starting to hang over the side.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxFcFCI5RzI/AAAAAAAAA08/bDtBrUjIEBo/s1600/Buttons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxFcFCI5RzI/AAAAAAAAA08/bDtBrUjIEBo/s320/Buttons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409205868991956786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Buttons didn't stay on the couch after she woke up.  You know what Buttons does when she's awake...squeaky TOY time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxFcEl0yCmI/AAAAAAAAA00/_iurDdiqj_0/s1600/toys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxFcEl0yCmI/AAAAAAAAA00/_iurDdiqj_0/s320/toys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409205861391403618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-512597550223221938?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/512597550223221938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=512597550223221938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/512597550223221938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/512597550223221938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/lazy-doggie-saturday.html' title='Lazy Doggie Saturday'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxFcFcdPAVI/AAAAAAAAA1E/iIRYwyQUvQg/s72-c/Lexi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-2199039476457997429</id><published>2009-11-27T17:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T17:35:02.366-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couch'/><title type='text'>Napping on the Couch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Buttons and I were both napping on the couch this afternoon when Mom decided to bug us yet again with her silly camera.  She said that we were too cute to resist.  So here are a bunch of cutie pie pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBhxpBApSI/AAAAAAAAA0s/7_yWp1AVa5U/s1600/CIMG2843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBhxpBApSI/AAAAAAAAA0s/7_yWp1AVa5U/s320/CIMG2843.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408930657923540258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBhWfGyAII/AAAAAAAAA0k/aXdM2vWJrq8/s1600/CIMG2842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBhWfGyAII/AAAAAAAAA0k/aXdM2vWJrq8/s320/CIMG2842.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408930191406923906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBhWD7aEeI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VzSOesQ6ZTY/s1600/CIMG2841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBhWD7aEeI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VzSOesQ6ZTY/s320/CIMG2841.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408930184111460834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBhVopBUJI/AAAAAAAAA0U/IP_yl4lbXOE/s1600/CIMG2839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBhVopBUJI/AAAAAAAAA0U/IP_yl4lbXOE/s320/CIMG2839.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408930176786583698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBhVSZAvPI/AAAAAAAAA0M/PzKdrWdVAt0/s1600/CIMG2837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBhVSZAvPI/AAAAAAAAA0M/PzKdrWdVAt0/s320/CIMG2837.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408930170813857010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBhU_SRl0I/AAAAAAAAA0E/dzxpcp8D7Zw/s1600/CIMG2836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBhU_SRl0I/AAAAAAAAA0E/dzxpcp8D7Zw/s320/CIMG2836.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408930165685327682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't the cuteness here just too much?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-2199039476457997429?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/2199039476457997429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=2199039476457997429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/2199039476457997429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/2199039476457997429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/napping-on-couch.html' title='Napping on the Couch'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBhxpBApSI/AAAAAAAAA0s/7_yWp1AVa5U/s72-c/CIMG2843.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-5614794284841698486</id><published>2009-11-27T17:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T17:07:04.012-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squeaky toy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><title type='text'>Buttons and the Ducky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So you know that Buttons is a toy maniac, right? Just look at her playing with a ducky that she got out of our toy box!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jIKR3TN4EL0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jIKR3TN4EL0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-5614794284841698486?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/5614794284841698486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=5614794284841698486' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/5614794284841698486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/5614794284841698486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/buttons-and-ducky.html' title='Buttons and the Ducky'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-7844517773565676123</id><published>2009-11-27T16:38:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T16:58:55.371-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squeaky toy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><title type='text'>Mail for Buttons and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guess what! Today is Buttons's very first full day in our family, and she and I got mail!  How cool is that?!  A package came in the mail that's addressed to Buttons and me both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBVdqlX5FI/AAAAAAAAAzU/XTLpbTm1ctQ/s1600/package.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBVdqlX5FI/AAAAAAAAAzU/XTLpbTm1ctQ/s320/package.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408917120607577170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's from my friend &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/boriskitty"&gt;Boris Kitty&lt;/a&gt; from Twitter! He knows Shawnee, too, so he knew all about Buttons coming to live with me.  He even wrote about Buttons on &lt;a href="http://boriskitty.blogspot.com/2009/11/great-news-buttons-did-get-forever-home.html"&gt;his blog&lt;/a&gt;!  Here's a picture of me telling Mom to put the camera down and help us open our package!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBVeOmwICI/AAAAAAAAAzc/2msGfO61jJs/s1600/package2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBVeOmwICI/AAAAAAAAAzc/2msGfO61jJs/s320/package2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408917130277036066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buttons dove right into that package. She was really excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBXL2qfE6I/AAAAAAAAAzk/sMYc8XBP9b0/s1600/package3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBXL2qfE6I/AAAAAAAAAzk/sMYc8XBP9b0/s320/package3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408919013635855266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buttons started playing with the monkey toy before Mom could even take the package off of it! (She really likes getting mail, I think!)  Boris Kitty sent us two toys and some bandannas and some COOKIES and even a calendar magnet.  How cool is that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBYaYtxybI/AAAAAAAAAzs/W9cia-1q9fM/s1600/stuffs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBYaYtxybI/AAAAAAAAAzs/W9cia-1q9fM/s320/stuffs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408920362806266290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks, Boris Kitty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBZi_Q8zvI/AAAAAAAAAz8/NJGDarQhVZU/s1600/thanks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBZi_Q8zvI/AAAAAAAAAz8/NJGDarQhVZU/s320/thanks2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408921610104917746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBZidTDybI/AAAAAAAAAz0/rgeHNMWAbec/s1600/thanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBZidTDybI/AAAAAAAAAz0/rgeHNMWAbec/s320/thanks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408921600986958258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-7844517773565676123?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/7844517773565676123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=7844517773565676123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/7844517773565676123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/7844517773565676123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/mail-for-buttons-and-me.html' title='Mail for Buttons and Me'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBVdqlX5FI/AAAAAAAAAzU/XTLpbTm1ctQ/s72-c/package.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-3586141546217695187</id><published>2009-11-27T15:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T16:17:11.520-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squeaky toy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toy box'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><title type='text'>Who Tipped the Toy Box?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Somebody tipped over our toy box today and all of the toys were dumped out on the floor.  Hmmm...I wonder who it could have been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBNV2TqgRI/AAAAAAAAAzE/Nq2Sm7afW9Y/s1600/toy-box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBNV2TqgRI/AAAAAAAAAzE/Nq2Sm7afW9Y/s320/toy-box.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408908190222549266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I see a fluffy white tail sticking out behind that tipped-over toy box.  Hmmm...MY tail is black!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBPypfqD0I/AAAAAAAAAzM/CtJslwwy9uE/s1600/toy-box2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBPypfqD0I/AAAAAAAAAzM/CtJslwwy9uE/s320/toy-box2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408910884022652738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And someone is sure interested in checking out the scene of the crime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBNVYp9S3I/AAAAAAAAAy8/t1Ea7hy8rz0/s1600/innocent2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBNVYp9S3I/AAAAAAAAAy8/t1Ea7hy8rz0/s320/innocent2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408908182262991730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think maybe my new sister Buttons is acting a little too innocent here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBNUx1PJDI/AAAAAAAAAy0/-O5r5mhP_W0/s1600/innocent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBNUx1PJDI/AAAAAAAAAy0/-O5r5mhP_W0/s320/innocent.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408908171841315890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-3586141546217695187?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/3586141546217695187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=3586141546217695187' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/3586141546217695187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/3586141546217695187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/who-tipped-toy-box.html' title='Who Tipped the Toy Box?'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBNV2TqgRI/AAAAAAAAAzE/Nq2Sm7afW9Y/s72-c/toy-box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-1435460433838132959</id><published>2009-11-27T13:23:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T15:51:03.026-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squeaky toy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog walking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buttons'/><title type='text'>Buttons Has Arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom and I went to pick up my new sister Buttons last night!  We drove a ways in our car and we picked up Mom's friend Ronda and her doggie Molly.  Then all four of us went to go meet Shawnee, Shawnee's Mom, and Buttons!  It was a ways farther in our car, but we got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty scared at first 'cause there were a LOT of doggies and a couple of 'em were barking.  It was really super cold, too.  Shawnee was shivering, so Shawnee's Mom put her back in their car so she'd be warm.  Poor Shawnee, though...her Mom gave Buttons and I some chicky stuff while Shawnee was locked in the car.   We ate it allll gone before we thought about her not getting any.  Oops!  Sorry, Shawnee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBC0JD1WeI/AAAAAAAAAyE/-DGItbDwBvs/s1600/shawnee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBC0JD1WeI/AAAAAAAAAyE/-DGItbDwBvs/s320/shawnee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408896616024594914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pic of Mom holding my new sissy and me! Buttons and I were both a little scared, so this was the only way to get a picture of both of us together when we first met each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBC0vFu6WI/AAAAAAAAAyM/NhxvpOZB59M/s1600/mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBC0vFu6WI/AAAAAAAAAyM/NhxvpOZB59M/s320/mom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408896626233108834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We put all of Buttons's toys in our car and put her beds in there, too.  Then we said bye-bye to Shawnee and Shawnee's Mom and we started to drive back home.  We dropped Ronda and Molly off at their house, then we drove to our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buttons investigated everything when we got home.  She helped Mom unpack her toys and stuff, too. I supervised, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBHfrhd5SI/AAAAAAAAAyc/flOhOW4byMw/s1600/unpacking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBHfrhd5SI/AAAAAAAAAyc/flOhOW4byMw/s320/unpacking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408901762056578338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBIYapxwKI/AAAAAAAAAyk/r0C2ogT6UfQ/s1600/unpacking2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBIYapxwKI/AAAAAAAAAyk/r0C2ogT6UfQ/s320/unpacking2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408902736780574882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buttons played with all of the toys last night.  I think she had fun.  Shawnee's Mom packed a can of yummy, yummy stuff called "Thanksgiving Dinner" for Buttons and I to share.  We chowed down on that stuff.  It was SO good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pic of Buttons and I hanging out on the couch last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBC06gUfdI/AAAAAAAAAyU/6t6NTnETH6k/s1600/couch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBC06gUfdI/AAAAAAAAAyU/6t6NTnETH6k/s320/couch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408896629297413586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Buttons didn't want to go night-night last night, though. She was up all night long. Mom said that she was probably just nervous. What a night! Buttons even went hiding under Mom's bed. So silly!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom and I napped a little today to try to recover. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon I showed Buttons our normal route for our walks.  That was fun.  Mom said that tomorrow we'll show Buttons the pond.   Now it's time for me to nap again, but Buttons is back to digging in the toy box!  She sure loves those toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBJlSUmD-I/AAAAAAAAAys/ECwQNX1Da6c/s1600/toys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBJlSUmD-I/AAAAAAAAAys/ECwQNX1Da6c/s320/toys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408904057394171874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-1435460433838132959?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/1435460433838132959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=1435460433838132959' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/1435460433838132959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/1435460433838132959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/buttons-has-arrived.html' title='Buttons Has Arrived!'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SxBC0JD1WeI/AAAAAAAAAyE/-DGItbDwBvs/s72-c/shawnee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-1599041624635490690</id><published>2009-11-25T19:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T19:48:29.647-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bath tub'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog bath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buttons'/><title type='text'>Buttons Is Getting Ready, Too</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've shown you all the ways that Mom and I are getting ready for my new sister Buttons, but did you know that Buttons is getting ready for us, too?  Today, she got a bath.  I hate those things!  Poor Buttons! Oh, wait a minute...I hope Mom doesn't plan on making ME take a bath before I meet HER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sw3dalpyLSI/AAAAAAAAAxs/1dHP27Fz96A/s1600/bath1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sw3dalpyLSI/AAAAAAAAAxs/1dHP27Fz96A/s320/bath1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408222176395537698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And Buttons and Shawnee had to start packing their suitcase fo&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;r their long drive, too!&lt;/span&gt;  And with Buttons moving here, that meant even more stuff to pack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sw3dr-c0SMI/AAAAAAAAAx8/PeG1Cs0DkX0/s1600/packing2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sw3dr-c0SMI/AAAAAAAAAx8/PeG1Cs0DkX0/s320/packing2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408222475109812418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sw3drrlDETI/AAAAAAAAAx0/ufeRNBDHM5E/s1600/packing1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sw3drrlDETI/AAAAAAAAAx0/ufeRNBDHM5E/s320/packing1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408222470044062002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Shawnee wrote about their trip on her blog.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://shawneetheshep.blogspot.com/2009/11/road-trip.html"&gt;Check it out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-1599041624635490690?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/1599041624635490690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=1599041624635490690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/1599041624635490690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/1599041624635490690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/buttons-is-getting-ready-too.html' title='Buttons Is Getting Ready, Too'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sw3dalpyLSI/AAAAAAAAAxs/1dHP27Fz96A/s72-c/bath1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-6321741002070128</id><published>2009-11-23T21:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:48:26.620-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squeaky toy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buttons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crate'/><title type='text'>New Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom got some new stuff today to help us get ready for Buttons.  In the mail, we got a princess ID tag for Buttons.  It matches my princess tag.  Mine says "Lexi" on the back and Buttons's says "Buttons" on it!  Here's what they look like.  Mine's attached to my necklace.  We don't have a necklace for Buttons yet 'cause Buttons has that with her at her foster home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwtVoE36TGI/AAAAAAAAAxM/_c7Gf7K0E2I/s1600/CIMG2729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwtVoE36TGI/AAAAAAAAAxM/_c7Gf7K0E2I/s320/CIMG2729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407509924579789922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom also got a toy box tonight for all of our doggie toys!  I inspected it.  It'll work o.k. for me, I think.  Mom says it's just like the one that Buttons is using now, only with shorter sides.  That's good, though, 'cause Buttons and I are little doggies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwtVofwfiHI/AAAAAAAAAxU/lvovZCkQDJE/s1600/CIMG2733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwtVofwfiHI/AAAAAAAAAxU/lvovZCkQDJE/s320/CIMG2733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407509931796433010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Toy box checks out o.k. in my opinion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwtVo8zCMtI/AAAAAAAAAxc/lTXbLQ1JD_8/s1600/CIMG2734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwtVo8zCMtI/AAAAAAAAAxc/lTXbLQ1JD_8/s320/CIMG2734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407509939591721682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And here's the new office that Mom got for my new sister.  One little problem though...Mom couldn't figure out how to set it up.  Heck, she had trouble just getting it out of the box!  It was pretty funny.  She finally gave up.  Don't worry, Buttons...Mom'll get it set up and then put lots of comfy blankies in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwtVpW_D_WI/AAAAAAAAAxk/fYKdhxXdTyQ/s1600/CIMG2743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwtVpW_D_WI/AAAAAAAAAxk/fYKdhxXdTyQ/s320/CIMG2743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407509946621492578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think we're just about ready for my new sister now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-6321741002070128?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/6321741002070128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=6321741002070128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6321741002070128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6321741002070128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-stuff.html' title='New Stuff'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwtVoE36TGI/AAAAAAAAAxM/_c7Gf7K0E2I/s72-c/CIMG2729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-1422039000539447402</id><published>2009-11-23T19:57:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T18:30:46.985-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sekurity Report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sekurity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PawPawty'/><title type='text'>Sekurity Report: November 2009 PawPawty</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 77px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sws-CHeBN6I/AAAAAAAAAv8/6uFj0Tg9ong/s400/wedding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407483983674029986" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The November 2009 PawPawty was held on November 21 and 22, and it celebrated the wedding of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;@Poppy_Dog and @Hanseebundee.  Wedding presents were donated to the &lt;a href="http://www.sunnyharbour.org.uk/"&gt;Sunny Harbour Cat and Kitten Rescue&lt;/a&gt;.  Wedding guests and PawPawtiers donated a total of $1,302!  &lt;a href="http://web.me.com/javaspot/PH_Wedding/Wedding.html"&gt;Click here for more details on the wedding and photos of the happy couple.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep again supplied the super-cool Sekurity Team badges. With the wedding theme, the Sekurity Team wore their dress uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sekurity Team for the November 2009 PawPawty included:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody style="font-family: arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sws_u5FyO9I/AAAAAAAAAxE/hae3Z_kFFis/s1600/snickers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sws_u5FyO9I/AAAAAAAAAxE/hae3Z_kFFis/s200/snickers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407485852420029394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Snick_the_Dog"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Captain Snickers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sws_uuZ8ipI/AAAAAAAAAw8/qM9JBZTWyEY/s1600/Shawnee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sws_uuZ8ipI/AAAAAAAAAw8/qM9JBZTWyEY/s200/Shawnee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407485849551800978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/ShawneeShep"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sws_gzQMi6I/AAAAAAAAAwk/tRnIPglLRrU/s1600/Lexi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sws_gzQMi6I/AAAAAAAAAwk/tRnIPglLRrU/s200/Lexi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407485610334915490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/lexiloudog"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dokumentation Officer Lexi-Lou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sws_t4boeRI/AAAAAAAAAws/S4aHf3wm_rQ/s1600/mizcleo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sws_t4boeRI/AAAAAAAAAws/S4aHf3wm_rQ/s200/mizcleo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407485835063359762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/mizCleo"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sws_uDI2neI/AAAAAAAAAw0/_bGx8eoOPxo/s1600/morris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sws_uDI2neI/AAAAAAAAAw0/_bGx8eoOPxo/s200/morris.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407485837937384930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/morriscat"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Officer Morris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sws_gFXmgjI/AAAAAAAAAwM/nRhiG-RlivY/s1600/cheshirek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sws_gFXmgjI/AAAAAAAAAwM/nRhiG-RlivY/s200/cheshirek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407485598017946162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/cheshireK"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Officer Cheshire Kitten&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sws_giztAYI/AAAAAAAAAwc/0jSKmbGxzaM/s1600/frosty+and+dew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sws_giztAYI/AAAAAAAAAwc/0jSKmbGxzaM/s200/frosty+and+dew.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407485605920440706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/treehuggingpets"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cadets Frosty and Dew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sws_fpDDcfI/AAAAAAAAAwE/HDWVtAJ3U1w/s1600/buddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sws_fpDDcfI/AAAAAAAAAwE/HDWVtAJ3U1w/s200/buddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407485590415569394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/buddybentley"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cadet Buddy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sws_gXryFCI/AAAAAAAAAwU/2xhFQQ1QLQE/s1600/fergus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sws_gXryFCI/AAAAAAAAAwU/2xhFQQ1QLQE/s200/fergus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407485602934428706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.twitter.com/Fergusthedog"&gt;Underkover Sekrit Informant Fergus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Official Sekurity Report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="1" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:54 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep reports for sekurity dooty, covering for Captain Snickers who is stuck in traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;The PawPawty begins with &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/FrugalDougal"&gt;@FrugalDougal&lt;/a&gt; giving tributes to anipals who have gone over the Rainbow Bridge, then leading a #pawcircle for anipals who are sicky.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:28 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers reports for sekurity dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;All is fine.  Nothing out of the ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:32 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee signs off sekurity dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:49 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers reports that all is well at the PawPawty. Very, very busy, but no troubles yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:57 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Report comes in from Undercover Sekrit Informant Fergus that some raccoons dressed as lawyers stole six bottles of PawPawty booze.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:27 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers reports that the formal wear must have all anipals on their best behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:35 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/IamZorro"&gt;@IamZorro&lt;/a&gt; streaks through PawPawty wearing only a bow tie (&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/IamZorro/status/5927468478"&gt;http://twitter.com/IamZorro/status/5927468478&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:48 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers investigates some possible tail-pulling by &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BigBoyBosco"&gt;@BigBoyBosco&lt;/a&gt;. No charges are filed by &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/HankTheDoggy"&gt;@HankTheDoggy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:52 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert: everyone remember to check your followers for spammers and bots during or after the PawPawty and block them all.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet Buddy reports for sekurity dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;All has been quiet.  One small tail-pulling incident and one missed streaker.  Oh, and thief lawyers.  Streaking is o.k. by anipals (we're always naked anyway!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:17 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet Buddy reports that he's keeping an eye on &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/HankTheDoggy"&gt;@HankTheDoggy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:23 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet Buddy reports that sekurity is kinda slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:33 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet Buddy reports:  "&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BigBoyBosco"&gt;@BigBoyBosco&lt;/a&gt; Hmmmm &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/mattiedog"&gt;@mattiedog&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/HankTheDoggy"&gt;@HankTheDoggy&lt;/a&gt;...... bone flask huh? and bacon whiskey im keepin an eye on you guys"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:37 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Reports come in of attempted wedgie plan directed at Cadet Buddy. Incident avoided after sekurity alert stating PawPawty attendees should not give sekurity cadets wedgies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:09 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet Buddy reports that sekurity is quiet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:59 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Report comes in that &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/madlabm"&gt;@madlabm&lt;/a&gt; ate everyone on the menu and might explode! Cadet Buddy goes to assist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:59 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Cheshire Kitten reports for sekurity dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/madlabm"&gt;@madlabm&lt;/a&gt; seems o.k. for now, but you might wanna watch her. And earlier &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/HankTheDoggy"&gt;@HankTheDoggy&lt;/a&gt;was acting up so you might wanna watch him, too.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;6:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet Buddy signs off sekurity dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;6:54 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Cheshire Kitten reports that everyone is having a good time and staying safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:15 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Cheshire Kitten investigates a report of &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/ButtersSquirrel"&gt;@ButtersSquirrel&lt;/a&gt; choking on a cracker.  Thankfully, Mr. Squirrel is fine.  Officer Cheshire Kitten reminds Mr. Squirrel to eat carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:53 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Cheshire Kitten gives Handoff Report to Cadet Buddy as the Officer needs to assist a human in freezer defrosting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Everybody is behaving really well. Keep an eye on the hooch kegs that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/PierreThePoodle"&gt;@PierreThePoodle&lt;/a&gt; has at the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/ButtersSquirrel"&gt;@ButtersSquirrel&lt;/a&gt; almost choked on a cracker, but that turned out OK, too.&lt;br /&gt;I watched over Amelia for &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Goldenmama"&gt;@Goldenmama&lt;/a&gt;. She's underage and was attending her first PawPawty. She behaved well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:59 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep reports for sekurity dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Some confusions here.  No handoff report is given to Sergeant Shawnee Shep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:47 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Cheshire Kitten reports back in to check on sekurity.  Says stuff was melting with the freezer defrosting issue at home.  Apologizes for the speedy exit previously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Another Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;From Officer Cheshire Kitten to Sergeant Shawnee Shep:  I reported officially that everybody was having a good time. One squirrel nearly choked on a cracker, one dog brought hooch.  Oh, and one kitten came to the PawPawty and I watched over her while she drank a smoothie. She's home safely now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:51 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep reminds &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/IamZorro"&gt;@IamZorro&lt;/a&gt; that anipals is always naked, so steaking isn't a problem.  Only bad when noggity nekkid ladies do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:59 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/IamZorro"&gt;@IamZorro&lt;/a&gt; pretends to be a noggity nekkid lady, removing furs and streaking.  Proof (note: not for underage anipals!): &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/qgbio"&gt;http://twitpic.com/qgbio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:23 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep, Officer Cheshire Kitten, and Cadet Buddy apprehend the streaking &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/IamZorro"&gt;@IamZorro&lt;/a&gt;.  He's covered with a towel and taken to a holding cell.&lt;br /&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep issues official warning to &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/IamZorro"&gt;@IamZorro&lt;/a&gt; regarding streaking.  Anipals is o.k....but the recent incident is close to crossing a line (proof is in the previous report post).&lt;br /&gt;Sekurity team agrees that the charge is impersonating a nekkid human.  According to Sergeant Shawnee Shep, this offense is a missdeweener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:34 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep signs off of sekurity dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:50 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Cheshire Kitten reminds &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/IamZorro"&gt;@IamZorro&lt;/a&gt; of the new rules regarding PawPawty jail and paying bail to get out of jail.  &lt;a href="http://jennaandsnickers.com/topics/rescue/pawpawty/"&gt;Click here for more info&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/IamZorro"&gt;@IamZorro&lt;/a&gt; pays bail and is released from PawPawty jail by Officer Cheshire Kitten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:05 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet Buddy signs off sekurity dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:56 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers reports for sekurity dooty.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;From Officer Cheshire Kitten to Captain Snickers:&lt;br /&gt;We charged &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/IamZorro"&gt;@IamZorro&lt;/a&gt; with impersonating a nekkid human. He was in jail for a while. His mom bailed him out.&lt;br /&gt;I covered the empty shift, but at the beginning, Sergeant Shawnee and Cadet Buddy were here too. I'd like to recommend Cadet Buddy for promotion.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:25 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Cheshire Kitten signs off sekurity dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:37 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert: everyone remember to check your new followers for spammers and bots during or after the PawPawty and block them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:27 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris reports early for sekurity dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Keeping an eye on &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/mugsydog"&gt;@mugsydog&lt;/a&gt; because he's been in the hooch.&lt;br /&gt;Plus &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/SylvieDog"&gt;@SylvieDog&lt;/a&gt; is inciting a cookie riot. She announced she will marry boy with most cookies (riot proof: &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/SylvieDog/status/5939766222"&gt;http://twitter.com/SylvieDog/status/5939766222&lt;/a&gt;)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:00 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/mugsydog"&gt;@mugsydog&lt;/a&gt; passes out!  He'll stay where he is and Officer Morris will keep an eye on him.  (&lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/qh9gz"&gt;http://twitpic.com/qh9gz&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:04 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers signs off sekurity dooty.  No changes since earlier handoff report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:27 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris asks &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/perrythebirman"&gt;@perrythebirman&lt;/a&gt; if he's just trying to get into the sekurity report.  Proof:  &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/perrythebirman/status/5940875818"&gt;http://twitter.com/perrythebirman/status/5940875818&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:31 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Health4UandPets"&gt;@Health4UandPets&lt;/a&gt; defends &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/perrythebirman"&gt;@perrythebirman&lt;/a&gt; by claiming it was a wardrobe malfunction.  Proof: &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Health4UandPets/status/5940931152"&gt;http://twitter.com/Health4UandPets/status/5940931152&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:12 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Photographic proof surfaces of the wardrobe malfunction: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/qhez5"&gt;http://twitpic.com/qhez5&lt;/a&gt;  (Note: photo not for underage anipals!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:21 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris assists with covering up the wardrobe malfunction: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/qhfov"&gt;http://twitpic.com/qhfov&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:30 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris signs off of sekurity dooty.  Note: no sekurity coverage now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Non-handoff (nobody's here) report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Nobody to hand off to, but there's been minimal trouble - a wardrobe malfunction with &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/perrythebirman"&gt;@perrythebirman&lt;/a&gt;  and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Health4UandPets"&gt;@Health4UandPets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I solved the problem and was, um, rewarded by Raven from &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Health4UandPets"&gt;@Health4UandPets&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:18 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert from Officer Morris (still at the PawPawty, but not officially on dooty):  An upsurge of nasty followers has been reported, remember to check your list, block &amp;amp; report for spam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:49 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadets Frosty and Dew report early for sekurity dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:50 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Report comes in from &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/tuttifruiti_cat"&gt;@tuttifruiti_cat&lt;/a&gt; of stoned, naked kitties running around.  &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/tuttifruiti_cat/status/5945031465"&gt;http://twitter.com/tuttifruiti_cat/status/5945031465&lt;/a&gt;  Cadets Frosty and Dew begin investigations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:07 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadets Frosty and Dew realize that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/tuttifruiti_cat"&gt;@tuttifruiti_cat&lt;/a&gt; is one of the stoned, naked kitties!  Proof: &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/tuttifruiti_cat/status/5945293107"&gt;http://twitter.com/tuttifruiti_cat/status/5945293107&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:09 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadets Frosty and Dew report that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/tuttifruiti_cat"&gt;@tuttifruiti_cat&lt;/a&gt; is probably the leader of the stoned, naked kitties. (No denying this one: &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/tuttifruiti_cat/status/5945344866"&gt;http://twitter.com/tuttifruiti_cat/status/5945344866&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:20 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Report comes in from @PepiSmartDog that he's getting spammed by nekkid ladies.  Cadets Frosty and Dew block the nasty spammers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:22 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Investigations continue of the Stoned Naked Kitty Brigade. It's looking like a large group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:42 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadets Frosty and Dew report that they're making progress tracking down the Stoned Naked Kitty Brigade, but they're a sneaky bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:29 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadets Frosty and Dew report:  "we have had no luck locating the ring leader of The Stoned Naked Kitty Brigade. *thinks they are all passed out somewhere*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:00 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Announcement: Be on your best behavior for the next two hours until Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo signs in for dooty.  No sekurity coverage for the next two hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:02 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadets Frosty and Dew sign off of sekurity dooty.  Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo will be at the party off and on during the empty shift, in case sekurity is needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:02 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo officially signs in for sekurity dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:25 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet Buddy reports that he's being attacked by a nekkid lady spammer.  Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo blocks the spammer and saves the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:51 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo chases off nasty paparazzi! Only official photographers allowed for the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:31 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo reports:  "iz most beautiful wedding ever! so glad everyone is here to share in the joys!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:46 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Report comes in from &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/no_crybaby_doGs"&gt;@no_crybaby_doGs&lt;/a&gt; that an anipal fainted in the back section after being overcome with happiness.  Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo arrives on the scene with a stretcher to help.  Officer Cheshire Kitten also responds to assist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:03 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;PawPawty officially concludes with no shenannigans during the beautiful wedding ceremony. Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo signs off of sekurity dooty.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-1422039000539447402?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/1422039000539447402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=1422039000539447402' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/1422039000539447402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/1422039000539447402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/sekurity-report-november-2009-pawpawty.html' title='Sekurity Report: November 2009 PawPawty'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sws-CHeBN6I/AAAAAAAAAv8/6uFj0Tg9ong/s72-c/wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-7751362833791227733</id><published>2009-11-22T19:38:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T19:54:14.224-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buttons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crate'/><title type='text'>Getting Ready for Buttons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom and I were really, super busy this weekend.  My new sister Buttons is coming to live with us in just a few days, so we had to get ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made room for Buttons's bed in the bedroom.  Mom moved her dresser so that we could put the doggie beds in the same spot.  When she moved the dresser, Mom also found my secret pukey spot.  Oops.  I wasn't planning on her finding that.  She didn't get mad, though, 'cause she has no idea when I got sick and puked behind the dresser.  I was sneaky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just look at all the room we've got now for a bed for Buttons by my bed!  (Don't worry...Mom cleaned up the pukey.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwnoW_cLm_I/AAAAAAAAAvc/rInGS77my3c/s1600/CIMG2701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwnoW_cLm_I/AAAAAAAAAvc/rInGS77my3c/s320/CIMG2701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407108309319392242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in our office, Mom moved all of the plants out of the way and put the plant table in a different spot.  Now there's room for an office for Buttons right beside my office!  Mom still needs to get one of those, though.  We'll both be able to see the TV, too.  (I hope Mom gets that big TV from Grandma soon 'cause our little one is going bad!)  See all of the room we have now for an office for Buttons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwnoWBfKxRI/AAAAAAAAAvM/-xjRScBPcls/s1600/CIMG2696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwnoWBfKxRI/AAAAAAAAAvM/-xjRScBPcls/s320/CIMG2696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407108292688921874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a very good helper for Mom while she was moving all of that furniture and cleaning.  See how I helped?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwnoWn9TmKI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ChOsz45kb_U/s1600/CIMG2699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwnoWn9TmKI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ChOsz45kb_U/s320/CIMG2699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407108303015876770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're almost ready for my new sissy!  Mom just needs to get a little office for Buttons and a toy box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only four sleeps left until Buttons comes to live with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-7751362833791227733?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/7751362833791227733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=7751362833791227733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/7751362833791227733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/7751362833791227733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/getting-ready-for-buttons.html' title='Getting Ready for Buttons'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwnoW_cLm_I/AAAAAAAAAvc/rInGS77my3c/s72-c/CIMG2701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-8535214763046479176</id><published>2009-11-22T18:35:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T20:53:40.987-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squeaky toy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buttons'/><title type='text'>Toy Preparations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My new sister Buttons absolutely LOVES doggie toys.  So this weekend Mom got all of my toys out and we inspected them.  We wanted to be sure that they were all ready for when Buttons comes to live with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I have enough toys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwnbEBcpyXI/AAAAAAAAAuk/Ff5Z8iqUKtM/s1600/CIMG2691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwnbEBcpyXI/AAAAAAAAAuk/Ff5Z8iqUKtM/s320/CIMG2691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407093689789565298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We sorted through the toys and we found some of them that needed surgeries.  They had spots where their stuffings were coming out.  So, Mom got out the sterile draping and we had toy surgery on my teddy bear, ice cream cone, and bunny rabbit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwnbEVmrp2I/AAAAAAAAAus/9R1RHq8uFEc/s1600/CIMG2706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwnbEVmrp2I/AAAAAAAAAus/9R1RHq8uFEc/s320/CIMG2706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407093695200339810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The other toys and I watched from a ways back.  We weren't sterile so we couldn't help with the surgeries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwnbEiZUsvI/AAAAAAAAAu0/E_fnWXO1XpU/s1600/CIMG2712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwnbEiZUsvI/AAAAAAAAAu0/E_fnWXO1XpU/s320/CIMG2712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407093698633970418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the surgeries, Mom decided that all of my toys needed to have baths.  They were dirty from me playing with them.  So, into the toy bathtub they went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if squeaky toys hate baths as much as I do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwnbFd73uYI/AAAAAAAAAvE/Znrryk_t46E/s1600/CIMG2713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwnbFd73uYI/AAAAAAAAAvE/Znrryk_t46E/s320/CIMG2713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407093714616564098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then Mom and I had to wait for them to get washed.  Seemed like it took forever!  Here's how I helped...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwnbFEAVW8I/AAAAAAAAAu8/RxkSEl53SNA/s1600/CIMG2720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwnbFEAVW8I/AAAAAAAAAu8/RxkSEl53SNA/s320/CIMG2720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407093707655961538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the toys got their baths in the washer, Mom learned two things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt; The little crab toy needed surgery before the bath but we missed it.  Emergency surgery took place and the toy survived.  We even got the squeaker back in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Don't ever, ever wash the pink rope toy with the rest of the toys!  It left pink strings stuck to ALL of the toys. What a mess!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When the toys were done in the washer, Mom put them in the dryer to get all of the water out of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Swn1dhYuedI/AAAAAAAAAvk/koxG7s2ZwOI/s1600/CIMG2723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Swn1dhYuedI/AAAAAAAAAvk/koxG7s2ZwOI/s320/CIMG2723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407122715162081746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta dah!  Clean, fixed-up toys for me to share with Buttons!  (Those ones in the back don't have chicky pox...they were just next to the pink rope that got all over stuff in the washer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Swn1eIppJ2I/AAAAAAAAAvs/yU2hE43iPQw/s1600/CIMG2726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Swn1eIppJ2I/AAAAAAAAAvs/yU2hE43iPQw/s320/CIMG2726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407122725702018914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Mom needs to get us a toy box...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, some of the toys weren't in very good shape and surgery wouldn't fix them.  R.I.P. hippo, horsie, piggie, orange/green doggie bone, and pink doggie bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-8535214763046479176?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/8535214763046479176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=8535214763046479176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/8535214763046479176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/8535214763046479176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/toy-preparations.html' title='Toy Preparations'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwnbEBcpyXI/AAAAAAAAAuk/Ff5Z8iqUKtM/s72-c/CIMG2691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-3976456044035847317</id><published>2009-11-22T18:04:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:34:44.304-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog walking'/><title type='text'>It's Super Pooper!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was a super-nice weekend where we live, so Mom and I went for walks around the pond both days this weekend.  I was really excited about that.  We don't get to go for long walks after work anymore 'cause it gets dark out so early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on Saturday I went poop four times while we were walking around the pond.  I thought that was hysterical!  It was a new record for me.  Mom wasn't so amused, though, 'cause she picks up the poo, and she said I wasted four of her poop bags.  Sunday, I only went twice on our walk around the pond, just to be nice to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame this on the antibiotics, of course.  Still pretty impressive, though. That's a whole lot of poo.  I'm the Super Pooper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-3976456044035847317?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/3976456044035847317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=3976456044035847317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/3976456044035847317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/3976456044035847317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-super-pooper.html' title='It&apos;s Super Pooper!'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-16187292764537662</id><published>2009-11-17T21:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:58:55.895-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urinary tract infection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='antibiotic'/><title type='text'>Hiding from Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn't want Mom to leave for work this morning.  Those bacteria buggies make me feel icky and the antibiotics upset my tummy.  So why on earth would she leave me?  I tried to hide from her.  I have no idea how she found me.  Can you see me in my hiding spot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwNvhVjiqtI/AAAAAAAAAsc/JtVRON4I9Zc/s1600/CIMG2692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwNvhVjiqtI/AAAAAAAAAsc/JtVRON4I9Zc/s320/CIMG2692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405286596287310546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-16187292764537662?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/16187292764537662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=16187292764537662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/16187292764537662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/16187292764537662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/hiding-from-mom.html' title='Hiding from Mom'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwNvhVjiqtI/AAAAAAAAAsc/JtVRON4I9Zc/s72-c/CIMG2692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-4718725235931818940</id><published>2009-11-17T20:32:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T20:58:50.785-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caring Hands Animal Hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='groomer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buttons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arthritis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veterinarian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vet'/><title type='text'>Buttons Went to the Vet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom said that Buttons went to the vet today. You know what her foster mom did? She made Buttons go pee-pee in a cup!  Mom does that to me all the time.  How rude!  Poor Buttons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Mom said that Buttons has bacteria buggies in her pee-pee.  She's gotta take antibiotic pills to get rid of the bacteria buggies.  And she has other little buggies in her eyes so she has stuff for those, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to hear the strange part?  Mom made me pee-pee in a cup yesterday and we found out that I'VE got bacteria buggies in my pee-pee right now, too!  So my new sister and I both have the bacteria buggies at the same time and we're both taking pills for them. How strange is that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buttons will be done with her pills when Mom and I get to meet her next week.  My vet is making me take extra pills, though, so I'll still be on them then.  Darn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawnee sent me some pictures of Buttons from her trip today.  Here's a picture of Buttons's insides.  Cool, huh?  The vet said this picture shows that Buttons doesn't have any icky bladder stones or any problems with Arthur Itis (that guy makes my legs hurt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwNfLS56iaI/AAAAAAAAAsU/bhBK2NGZA70/s1600/43503156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwNfLS56iaI/AAAAAAAAAsU/bhBK2NGZA70/s320/43503156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405268625432676770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Buttons with her foster vet during her visit. Everyone at the foster vet's office had to say "bye bye" to Buttons when she left 'cause she won't go there anymore. She's gonna go to the same vet as me.  Mom has even already gotten Buttons listed in our vet's computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwNfLM1DLAI/AAAAAAAAAsM/Zm-j4Zm8Dlo/s1600/43502991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwNfLM1DLAI/AAAAAAAAAsM/Zm-j4Zm8Dlo/s320/43502991.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405268623801658370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this picture is of Buttons in the car on the way to see the vet.  Isn't she one of the cutest doggies you've ever seen?  She's practically as cute as me!  He he he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwNfKwpQIsI/AAAAAAAAAsE/g23_bvM2cLs/s1600/43502830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwNfKwpQIsI/AAAAAAAAAsE/g23_bvM2cLs/s320/43502830.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405268616235983554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the groomer today (yuck!) so I'm at "optimum cuteness" as Mom calls it.  You know what Mom did, though?  She made an appointment for Buttons with our groomer.  So the next time I have to go there, Buttons will go, too.  I don't think we should tell Buttons that...unless she likes going to the groomer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-4718725235931818940?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/4718725235931818940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=4718725235931818940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/4718725235931818940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/4718725235931818940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/buttons-went-to-vet.html' title='Buttons Went to the Vet'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwNfLS56iaI/AAAAAAAAAsU/bhBK2NGZA70/s72-c/43503156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-7477700323016548797</id><published>2009-11-16T21:19:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T21:56:14.639-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buttons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><title type='text'>I'm Getting a Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom told me tonight that I'm gonna be a sister!  You know my friend &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/shawneeshep"&gt;Shawnee&lt;/a&gt; that I've mentioned before?  Mom and I are adopting Shawnee's foster sister Buttons!  We get to meet her next week.  Shawnee lives far, far away in New Jersey, but she's gonna come this way to visit her grandma and she'll bring Buttons with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buttons is a Shih Tzu like me and she's almost my exact same age. Her birthday is September 18 and mine is June 13.  I'm older...but only by a couple of months.  Cool, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Mom talked to Shawnee's Mom, and they think that Buttons and I are a lot like each other and that we'll get along good.  So, we're adopting her.  Buttons has had some bad stuff in her life, but that all ends now.  (&lt;a href="http://companioncrittersinc.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-animals-could-talk.html"&gt;Click here to read her story.&lt;/a&gt;)  Mom and I will be her forever-and-ever family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to see how cute Buttons is?  Shawnee posted some pictures of her and I just stole them to post here, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwIX0LR1i7I/AAAAAAAAAr8/yEi6VIKv0b0/s1600/coat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwIX0LR1i7I/AAAAAAAAAr8/yEi6VIKv0b0/s320/coat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404908687946255282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwIXz2Vvp_I/AAAAAAAAAr0/ze6i1jNdQ4Y/s1600/43371717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwIXz2Vvp_I/AAAAAAAAAr0/ze6i1jNdQ4Y/s320/43371717.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404908682325501938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She fell asleep with her head in a toy in this picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwIXzoOIXuI/AAAAAAAAArs/HsVa8t17yWs/s1600/35975070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwIXzoOIXuI/AAAAAAAAArs/HsVa8t17yWs/s320/35975070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404908678535470818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwIXzZXSGqI/AAAAAAAAArk/Ptx32AgAZhE/s1600/31413896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwIXzZXSGqI/AAAAAAAAArk/Ptx32AgAZhE/s320/31413896.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404908674547325602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buttons celebrating her 9th birthday at her foster home in New Jersey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwIXzDGUPeI/AAAAAAAAArc/pmSjjygMue8/s1600/30515235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwIXzDGUPeI/AAAAAAAAArc/pmSjjygMue8/s320/30515235.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404908668570582498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Buttons is a toy fanatic. She LOVES toys! Shawnee posted a couple of videos of Buttons playing, too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="408" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sW6omUW-zpc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sW6omUW-zpc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="408" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="408" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y8F0HU8FeqY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y8F0HU8FeqY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="408" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="408" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g0Kw64RnNmc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g0Kw64RnNmc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="408" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-7477700323016548797?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/7477700323016548797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=7477700323016548797' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/7477700323016548797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/7477700323016548797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-getting-sister.html' title='I&apos;m Getting a Sister'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwIX0LR1i7I/AAAAAAAAAr8/yEi6VIKv0b0/s72-c/coat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-255898374140156693</id><published>2009-11-15T21:38:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:44:06.838-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma and Grandpa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheetos'/><title type='text'>Cheetos from Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Look at what Grandma bought for me...  It's a Lexi-sized bag of Cheetos!  That's right -- my very own bag.  She knows I love Cheetos so she picked these up just for me.  How cool is that?!  Thanks, Grandma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwDKFG5RHGI/AAAAAAAAArM/_S6GJZI6gB8/s1600/CIMG2682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwDKFG5RHGI/AAAAAAAAArM/_S6GJZI6gB8/s320/CIMG2682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404541741943561314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwDKFaZqGII/AAAAAAAAArU/BdpQTTjlLUs/s1600/CIMG2687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwDKFaZqGII/AAAAAAAAArU/BdpQTTjlLUs/s320/CIMG2687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404541747179690114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmmm... Now how do I get this bag open???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-255898374140156693?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/255898374140156693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=255898374140156693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/255898374140156693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/255898374140156693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/cheetos-from-grandma.html' title='Cheetos from Grandma'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SwDKFG5RHGI/AAAAAAAAArM/_S6GJZI6gB8/s72-c/CIMG2682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-5312965698059956289</id><published>2009-11-15T18:51:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T19:39:47.483-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma and Grandpa&apos;s house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma and Grandpa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car ride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncle Marty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ride'/><title type='text'>Visiting Grandma and Grandpa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom surprised me Saturday morning with a trip to see Grandma and Grandpa!  We haven't gone there in a long time 'cause Mom had the flu and our car was broken before then.  That meant that I hadn't gotten to see my grandparents in a long, long time. I was SO excited when Mom told me we were going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually went to visit my Uncle Matt and Aunt Kiana before we went to Grandma and Grandpa's house.  My dog cousin Dakota lives there, along with some of my people cousins.  The baby people cousin was so funny.  He kept squealing really loud and laughing when I walked by him.  He did that over and over again.  It was funny.  Mom said he really likes me.  She helped him pet me a couple of times, but she was super careful -- she didn't want him to pull my fur.  I didn't want that, either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we visited them and then went to Grandma and Grandpa's house.  Guess who showed up right after we got there?  Hossy and Uncle Weenie (a.k.a. Uncle Marty)!  Hoss is my buddy.  We played in the backyard for a while and everyone stayed outside watching us.  Then we went inside and hung out there for a while.  Mom's Uncle Barton and Aunt Ginny came by to visit, too.  Haven't seen them in a long, long time.  Uncle Barton was a weenie, though, 'cause he meowed at me like Uncle Marty does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may or may not have had a little accident in the living room during our visit.  Shhh.  Don't tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long day of visiting, and I was super-duper tired when we left to drive home.  I was sound asleep on Mom's lap on the way home and I had another dream about peeing on trees.  Yeah...I did it again...  I peed on Mom in the car.  Oops!  At least she can't get mad at me for that.  I didn't mean to do it.  I was asleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-5312965698059956289?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/5312965698059956289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=5312965698059956289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/5312965698059956289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/5312965698059956289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/visiting-grandma-and-grandpa.html' title='Visiting Grandma and Grandpa!'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-4363508657643366496</id><published>2009-11-12T09:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T09:57:10.913-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soldiers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veteran&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Videos for Veteran's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom told me that yesterday was Veteran's Day. She said that's a day when people honor the soldiers who fight for our freedoms.  One freedom, for example, is the ability to own cute, adorable little doggies like me.  I'm sure another important freedom would be the ability for Mom to buy me lots of that yummy chicken stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, Mom found &lt;a href="http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/40324"&gt;a blog post&lt;/a&gt; and showed it to me, and I decided I had to put the link on MY blog.  It's a blog post on the "Mental Floss" blog (no idea what that means, but it's what Mom said) where they put together &lt;a href="http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/40324"&gt;all sorts of videos of doggies&lt;/a&gt; when they first get to see their soldiers after the soldiers have been away on duty.  People get really happy when their soldiers come home, but it isn't often that you get to hear about how happy the dogs are.  And let me tell you that we get JUST as happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So enjoy those cool videos.  Mom said to tell you that you might want to get a tissue handy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And thanks to all of those soldiers who keep our freedoms safe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-4363508657643366496?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/4363508657643366496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=4363508657643366496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/4363508657643366496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/4363508657643366496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/videos-for-veterans-day.html' title='Videos for Veteran&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-3856085637314281634</id><published>2009-11-08T22:12:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T23:35:04.143-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PetSmart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car ride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog walking'/><title type='text'>My Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love weekends.  They're usually stay-home days for Mom and I...and this weekend was a perfect stay-home weekend with lots of Mom-time for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We practiced our napping skills all day on Saturday.  Mom's still getting over that flu bug, so she was really super tired.  I didn't mind, though, 'cause I'm a super napper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for a walk around our pond, too.  That was awesome because we haven't done that since Mom got her flu bug.  I walked slow, just to take it easy on her.  I was really excited, though, to check out my pond smells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Saturday night, do you know where Mom and I went?  To the doggie store!  We had to go buy some cookies, so off to the store we went. I love to go shopping.  A doggie at the store tried to eat me, so that put a damper on the trip.  Mom let me wander around and sniff, though, and that's always a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to ride in the car on Sunday, too.  Mom said that doggies weren't allowed in the grocery store, though, so I had to wait in the car.  I wasn't too thrilled about that.  I guess that was partly my fault, though, 'cause Mom tried to get me to stay at home.  I insisted on going with her and threw a little fit.  She caved, of course.  But then I ended up sitting in the car at the store.  She wasn't gone very long, and then she got me some French fries after the grocery store.  That made everything fine by me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was a great weekend for Mom and I. I just wish she didn't have to go back to work tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-3856085637314281634?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/3856085637314281634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=3856085637314281634' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/3856085637314281634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/3856085637314281634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-2139024613533998530</id><published>2009-11-07T19:04:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T19:59:33.789-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QVC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma and Grandpa&apos;s house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma and Grandpa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>10 Things about Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SvYZgVQQ3II/AAAAAAAAArE/jjYNFoY452o/s1600-h/Honest_Scrap_Award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SvYZgVQQ3II/AAAAAAAAArE/jjYNFoY452o/s320/Honest_Scrap_Award.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401532846329355394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I read my friend &lt;a href="http://shawneetheshep.blogspot.com/2009/11/ten-things-bout-me.html"&gt;Shawnee's blog&lt;/a&gt; today and saw that she passed on a passer-on thing to me!  Here's the passer-on thing...it's this picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I'm supposed to do now is to write 10 things about myself.  Shouldn't be too hard to do since I'm one of my favorite subjects...right up there with meat, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I'll start with my family.  It's Mom and I.  I'm an only-child and she's an only-Mom.  I like it this way, though, 'cause that means that I don't have to share her and she doesn't have to share me.  I've got a really cool Grandma and Grandpa, too.  (Grandma actually bought me my very own bag of Cheetos.  She rocks!)  I've got several dog cousins.  Some people cousins, too. And aunts and uncles.  My uncle Marty is mean, though.  He "meows" at me and says "here, kitty kitty."  He's a weenie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I rode a motorcycle years ago.  I did not enjoy it.  Uncle Marty (the weenie referenced above) was supposed to pick me up from my grandparents' house and take me to my Mom.  What did he do?  He zipped me into his winter coat with him so that only my little head stuck out, right up by his chin.  And then he drove me there on his motorcycle!  I nearly peed on him.  I was SO happy to see my mom.  Uncle Marty thought he was funny.  Mom was not amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Mom adopted me when I was two years old.  I used to live with a different family and they had lots of people and lots of other animals.  All the other dogs were really super mean to me, though. They ganged up on me all the time.  I couldn't ever play with toys 'cause they took the toys away from me.  I was underweight, too, 'cause the dogs never let me eat.  All that changed when Mom adopted me, though.  Now I rule the house!  I still get pretty scared around other dogs.  I don't want to be bullied like that ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I pee like a boy.  There, I said it.  I like to sniff everything outside, and then I hike a leg and potty like a boy dog.  I pee on trees.  I'll even do hand-stands sometimes so that I can pee higher up on trees.  It's a talent.  It really confused Mom, though, until she got used to it.  Now people think I'm a boy dog when we go for walks.  Mom thinks it's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I've got lots of ouchies and I'm supposed to take lots of pills and medicines. Here's my list of ouchies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;dry eye -- mom makes me take eye drops twice a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;arthritis -- got a pill for this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bad teeths -- vet stole 10 teeth already from me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bladder stones -- got two horse-size pills for these each day. I've had surgery twice, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;liver failure (probably from a shunt) -- got a pill for this and some icky, sticky liquid medicine. Also have special doggie food that is rather yucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My vet says that I'm lucky that I'm so cute and that my Mom loves me so much.  Isn't that just her job, though?  He he he.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6.  I love to write poetry.  I've posted lots of it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/search/label/puppy%20poetry"&gt;here on my blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  Mom helps me sometimes.  One of my animal friends from Twitter called me the puppy paw-et laureate.  I thought that was funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7.  I'm scared of my food bowl.  I won't eat food out of a bowl or off of a plate of any sort.  I make Mom put my food on a food mat on the floor.  And she tried to switch the food mat once but I would have nothing to do with that new impostor.  She had to bring the old mat back before I'd go near my food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8.  I've got my own TV.  (I bet you're jealous now!)  I watch QVC on my very own TV all day long while Mom's at work.  It's a little TV, but it's the perfect size for me.  Mom put it right by my office door (my office is my crate, of course).  Perfect viewing location for me.  Sadly, my TV is starting to get funky, though, 'cause it's old.  The colors don't really look right anymore.  Mom said Grandma is going to give me her old TV, though, so that I have a better one to watch.  I told you my Grandma rocks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9.  My favorite song is the Cookie Monster song.  That's 'cause I'm a cookie-eating maniac.  I love cookies!  I don't know why Mom bothers giving me nasty dog food.  She should just give me cookies!  I get all excited when Mom sings the Cookie Monster song to me because she usually follows it up with cookies.  All she has to do is start to say "'C' is for..." and I go crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10.  &lt;/span&gt;I am an expert at begging.  I get SO much stuff just because I can really put on a cute face.  It helps, of course, that I'm so adorable to begin with.  I've discovered that it's pretty easy to con Mom out of all sorts of food.  I just have to give her that "I'm so cute" look and she melts every time.  She won't give me tons of people food because she claims I'm supposed to only eat my stupid prescription doggie food.  I'm still working on that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta dah!  There's the 10 things about me that I was supposed to write.  And now I'm supposed to pass the passer-on thing to more animal friends.  Hrm.  It looks like most of my friends have already done it, though, so I'm not sure who to pass it on to.  Anybody want to take the passer-on thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-2139024613533998530?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/2139024613533998530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=2139024613533998530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/2139024613533998530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/2139024613533998530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/10-things-about-me.html' title='10 Things about Me'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SvYZgVQQ3II/AAAAAAAAArE/jjYNFoY452o/s72-c/Honest_Scrap_Award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-7883721412902778334</id><published>2009-11-05T21:23:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:57:02.444-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postcard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MM'/><title type='text'>Mail from Las Vegas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guess what... Today the mailman brought me TWO postcards!  Isn't that cool?  They were both from my friend &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/SmokeyThePoodle"&gt;Smokey&lt;/a&gt; from Twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smokey is a poodle doggy and he lives far away in a place called Las Vegas, Nevada.  Mom really, really likes that place because there's a big store there that only sells M&amp;amp;M stuff.  And if you know my Mom, you know she looooves that M&amp;amp;M stuff. Our entire house is full of it!  She went to that store once, but it was way back before she adopted me.  So that was like 49 years ago (in dog years, of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Smokey's dad went to get a postcard for Smokey to send to me and you know what he did?  He took a picture of that store for my Mom.  Cool, huh?  Here's the picture he took:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.twitpic.com/nqicz"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SvOY6m3yNTI/AAAAAAAAAqU/h6aefufzWiY/s320/M%26M+World.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400828510781715762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was pretty excited to see that picture.  (Silly, Mom!)  Now on to something more exciting (in my opinion, of course, and not Mom's)...  Here is a picture of me with my TWO postcards from Smokey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SvOY73Xbz7I/AAAAAAAAAq0/wesYtQ7hevg/s1600-h/CIMG2659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SvOY73Xbz7I/AAAAAAAAAq0/wesYtQ7hevg/s320/CIMG2659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400828532389302194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave 'em both a really good sniff.  Had to check out my mail!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SvOY7ZV_OGI/AAAAAAAAAqk/3wqEZGlKdII/s1600-h/CIMG2665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SvOY7ZV_OGI/AAAAAAAAAqk/3wqEZGlKdII/s320/CIMG2665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400828524330170466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of the postcards said "Las Vegas" on it and it had a picture of the city at night.  The other one had M&amp;amp;M men on it and it said "M&amp;amp;M World."  That's the name of the store that Mom likes there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I checked out my mail, but then all of the sudden I realized that one of my postcards was missing.  I only have ONE postcard from Smokey and not two!  I looked and looked...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SvOY7ksvFfI/AAAAAAAAAqs/-5RmSVKU1U4/s1600-h/CIMG2663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SvOY7ksvFfI/AAAAAAAAAqs/-5RmSVKU1U4/s320/CIMG2663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400828527378372082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SvObj578dtI/AAAAAAAAAq8/C9KINP8RtWo/s1600-h/CIMG2664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SvObj578dtI/AAAAAAAAAq8/C9KINP8RtWo/s320/CIMG2664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400831419297330898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Looked all over, but I couldn't find the postcard. Now there's only one person who could have stolen my M&amp;amp;M World postcard.  That's my Mom.  So to her I say, "GIVE ME BACK MY POSTCARD, you M&amp;amp;M thief!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SvOY7EY1y_I/AAAAAAAAAqc/Zpb4zFvNkp8/s1600-h/CIMG2666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SvOY7EY1y_I/AAAAAAAAAqc/Zpb4zFvNkp8/s320/CIMG2666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400828518704991218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, my Mom's in big trouble...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-7883721412902778334?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/7883721412902778334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=7883721412902778334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/7883721412902778334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/7883721412902778334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/mail-from-las-vegas.html' title='Mail from Las Vegas!'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SvOY6m3yNTI/AAAAAAAAAqU/h6aefufzWiY/s72-c/M%26M+World.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-3246677232176938664</id><published>2009-11-03T20:35:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:49:42.816-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicken'/><title type='text'>Chicken Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom started giving me some FreshPet chicken stuff last week.  It is super-duper yummy, too.  She found out about it from my friend &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/ShawneeShep"&gt;Shawnee&lt;/a&gt; on Twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom usually gives me some of the chicken stuff in the morning and some at night.  Tonight, I was afraid she was going to forget to give me some, so I started bugging her about it.  I growled at her and pawed at her until she finally figured out that it was time for my chicken stuff!  I'm glad I didn't have to take any measures more drastic than that.  I tried to get her to give me more chicken stuff after I ate the first round but she refused.  She told me to eat my stupid doggie food.  Can't blame me for trying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, it's weird that Mom's not trying to give me all of those pills she used to give me.  Used to be I'd have some in the morning and some at night -- right around the same times as when I get the chicken stuff now.  Very strange.  Maybe I just don't need those pills anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait...you don't think she's hiding the pills in the chicken stuff, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-3246677232176938664?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/3246677232176938664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=3246677232176938664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/3246677232176938664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/3246677232176938664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/11/chicken-stuff-in-fridge.html' title='Chicken Stuff'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-7660218593891818381</id><published>2009-10-31T18:22:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T19:50:17.061-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squirrel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squeaky toy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PawPawty'/><title type='text'>A Prize Just for Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At the PawPawty this month, I played some of the quizzes and I actually won prizes! I've never won anything before, but this month I won twice. I couldn't believe it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of my PawPawty prizes was a special prize from one of my friends on Twitter.  How cool is that?! &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/bigskymonte"&gt; Monte&lt;/a&gt; had his Mom go shopping to pick something out JUST for me.  Wasn't that nice of them to donate a prize like that?  Monte said that he was happy that a doggie won 'cause he wouldn't have known what to get for a bunny or guinea pig or kitty!  (I thought that was pretty funny.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, today the mailman delivered my special prize from Monte.  I was so excited when it came!  I had to give the box a really good sniff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzH33WPYzI/AAAAAAAAAo0/d-gvFb3DLIk/s1600-h/CIMG2628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzH33WPYzI/AAAAAAAAAo0/d-gvFb3DLIk/s320/CIMG2628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398909815874347826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There was a bag inside the box.  I had to give it a good sniff, too.  And the inside of the box.  This was my very first package in the mail, so I had to check everything out really good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzH4hKLeqI/AAAAAAAAApE/UFVMw24VMDw/s1600-h/CIMG2634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzH4hKLeqI/AAAAAAAAApE/UFVMw24VMDw/s320/CIMG2634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398909827098049186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzH4dkhsxI/AAAAAAAAAo8/1kTEDjBjtl4/s1600-h/CIMG2633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzH4dkhsxI/AAAAAAAAAo8/1kTEDjBjtl4/s320/CIMG2633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398909826134815506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LOOK at all of this loot that was in the bag!  There was a cute card from Monte and a rope toy and a squirrel squeaky toy and a cute pink jacket!  In this picture I'm saying, "This stuff is for ME, Mom, and not for you. Don't you think about stealing it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzH42CTZgI/AAAAAAAAApM/HRZhavFHzzc/s1600-h/CIMG2635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzH42CTZgI/AAAAAAAAApM/HRZhavFHzzc/s320/CIMG2635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398909832702158338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was so excited about that squirrel that I grabbed it and started playing with it before Mom could even take the packaging off of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzH5ZE13NI/AAAAAAAAApU/u4M1KcoYPZY/s1600-h/CIMG2637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzH5ZE13NI/AAAAAAAAApU/u4M1KcoYPZY/s320/CIMG2637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398909842108046546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzJLQvYrAI/AAAAAAAAAps/c0G22j-SGQ8/s1600-h/CIMG2640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzJLQvYrAI/AAAAAAAAAps/c0G22j-SGQ8/s320/CIMG2640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398911248619842562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's me carting off the squirrel 'cause I didn't want Mom to take it from me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzJKv-iXgI/AAAAAAAAApc/AELVE-8dgGw/s1600-h/CIMG2638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzJKv-iXgI/AAAAAAAAApc/AELVE-8dgGw/s320/CIMG2638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398911239825022466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Look at how far I flung the squirrel!  OK, so maybe it's not that far...and maybe I started to fling it but got scared when the package hit me in the head and I ran from it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzJK49_4SI/AAAAAAAAApk/dFXAVQ5lNw8/s1600-h/CIMG2639-arrow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzJK49_4SI/AAAAAAAAApk/dFXAVQ5lNw8/s320/CIMG2639-arrow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398911242238681378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's a picture of the cool jacket Monte's Mom picked out just for me.  Isn't it adorable? It's just a little too small for me but Mom says it's gonna fit perfect after we go on our diets.  (Um...I didn't sign up for a diet!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzJMA-JhKI/AAAAAAAAAp8/VOk1RXG3eoY/s1600-h/CIMG2644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzJMA-JhKI/AAAAAAAAAp8/VOk1RXG3eoY/s320/CIMG2644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398911261566665890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The jacket is super-duper cute.  I sorta got my head stuck in the hood for a while, though, and that freaked me out a little.  Mom had to help me rescue my head...after she took a picture of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzJLhw3LXI/AAAAAAAAAp0/F9rIgzEP5a8/s1600-h/CIMG2641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzJLhw3LXI/AAAAAAAAAp0/F9rIgzEP5a8/s320/CIMG2641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398911253189438834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So Mom took the package off of my new squirrel after she helped me rescue my head from the jacket hood.  Here's a picture of me with my new squirrel. He posed so well!  I've played with him all day, so he's my buddy now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzKdcw1SVI/AAAAAAAAAqE/nUDx0NQZhyk/s1600-h/CIMG2650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzKdcw1SVI/AAAAAAAAAqE/nUDx0NQZhyk/s320/CIMG2650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398912660596410706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks, Monte and Monte's Mom! This was such an awesome prize. I love it! You're the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-7660218593891818381?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/7660218593891818381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=7660218593891818381' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/7660218593891818381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/7660218593891818381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/prize-just-for-me.html' title='A Prize Just for Me!'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuzH33WPYzI/AAAAAAAAAo0/d-gvFb3DLIk/s72-c/CIMG2628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-6736974033625998004</id><published>2009-10-29T14:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T14:26:32.001-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog costume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turtle'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween from Lexi-Turtle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's a bird...it's a plane... NO, it's Lexi-Turtle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got Mom to make a turtle expander so that my costume fits my little belly.  She used scissors, a washcloth, and some safety pins, but I think it worked out good.  You can't really tell that the turtle-expander is on there  Now it's the right size and snug as a bug (or snug as a turtle!).  Way to go, Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took about a bazillion pictures of me.  I'm gonna post some of them here.  I had some trouble picking out my favorites 'cause Mom tooked to many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sunr4LN5a6I/AAAAAAAAAoI/CP-SUs4BqFc/s1600-h/CIMG2613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sunr4LN5a6I/AAAAAAAAAoI/CP-SUs4BqFc/s320/CIMG2613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398104978696530850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sunr3yDMlUI/AAAAAAAAAoA/bDTyzK_W8EM/s1600-h/CIMG2611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sunr3yDMlUI/AAAAAAAAAoA/bDTyzK_W8EM/s320/CIMG2611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398104971940762946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sunr3XVdk2I/AAAAAAAAAn4/OnkgjXjdXII/s1600-h/CIMG2609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sunr3XVdk2I/AAAAAAAAAn4/OnkgjXjdXII/s320/CIMG2609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398104964769616738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sunr2znHSUI/AAAAAAAAAnw/_2KxiSdIjaY/s1600-h/CIMG2608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sunr2znHSUI/AAAAAAAAAnw/_2KxiSdIjaY/s320/CIMG2608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398104955179977026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sunr2JxTJYI/AAAAAAAAAno/3QCSJ3yn6zc/s1600-h/CIMG2601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sunr2JxTJYI/AAAAAAAAAno/3QCSJ3yn6zc/s320/CIMG2601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398104943948408194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-6736974033625998004?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/6736974033625998004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=6736974033625998004' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6736974033625998004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6736974033625998004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween-from-lexi-turtle.html' title='Happy Halloween from Lexi-Turtle!'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sunr4LN5a6I/AAAAAAAAAoI/CP-SUs4BqFc/s72-c/CIMG2613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-5816988633893082989</id><published>2009-10-29T10:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:42:06.984-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog walking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Sicky Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This has been a super cool week for me because Mom's been home almost all week! Isn't that awesome?! I love Mom's stay-home days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only problem is that she's home 'cause she's been sick.  She says she's got the flew buggies.  So I keep giving her my best, cutest "play with me!" looks, but she just wants to be flopped on our couch.  Here's a pic of one of my cutest looks.  How can she resist this face???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sum3fNCAvCI/AAAAAAAAAng/9gCoixmMFXw/s1600-h/CIMG2597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sum3fNCAvCI/AAAAAAAAAng/9gCoixmMFXw/s320/CIMG2597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398047375082175522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we go out for our walks, she won't even keep up with me. I have to keep dragging her along 'cause she's so slow.  That's a big bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess stay-home days aren't as much fun with the flew buggies.  But at least I still have Mom here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-5816988633893082989?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/5816988633893082989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=5816988633893082989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/5816988633893082989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/5816988633893082989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/sicky-mom.html' title='Sicky Mom'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sum3fNCAvCI/AAAAAAAAAng/9gCoixmMFXw/s72-c/CIMG2597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-7664139329001381668</id><published>2009-10-28T21:28:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:40:16.476-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sekurity Report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sekurity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PawPawty'/><title type='text'>Sekurity Report: October 2009 PawPawty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The October 2009 PawPawty was held on October 24 and 25. This PawPawty had a Halloween theme...sort of for obvious reasons...  Anyway, all money raised during the October PawPawty was donated to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.persiancats.org/"&gt;Persian and Himalayan Cat Rescue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, which is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.romeothecat.com/"&gt;Romeo the Cat's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; October FURPOWER recipient.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This PawPawty raised $2,130!  The first $1,000 was matched, too, by Nutrish, bringing our total to $3,120 for the Persian and Himalayan Cat Rescue. Way to go, anipals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sekurity Team was without our fearless leader, &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Snick_The_Dog"&gt;Captain Snickers&lt;/a&gt;, for the very first time because the Captain could not attend the PawPawty.  &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/ShawneeShep"&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep&lt;/a&gt; stepped up and took charge for the Sekurity Team.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also want to thank Sergeant Shawnee Shep for making us our cool Sekurity Team badges for each PawPawty.  This month they were super scary 'cause we need to scare those spammers and nekkid ladies away from the PawPawty!  (On a personal note, I want to thank Shawnee Shep for not making my badge very scary.  I get scared easy...and a scary badge would make me be afraid of ME. So I got a cute pumpkin badge instead of a scary one.  Thanks, Shawnee!)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sekurity Team for the October 2009 PawPawty included:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" valign="top" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuN2aL9jajI/AAAAAAAAAlw/CUltTk7A0-8/s1600-h/shawnee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuN2aL9jajI/AAAAAAAAAlw/CUltTk7A0-8/s200/shawnee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396286970779626034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.twitter.com/ShawneeShep"&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuN2Ava8nYI/AAAAAAAAAlY/QI8SDDVWCyo/s1600-h/lexi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuN2Ava8nYI/AAAAAAAAAlY/QI8SDDVWCyo/s200/lexi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396286533621554562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.twitter.com/lexiloudog"&gt;Dokumentation Officer Lexi-Lou&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuOBhNt6GnI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/--F4a9lrdJk/s1600-h/morris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuOBhNt6GnI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/--F4a9lrdJk/s200/morris.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396299186137864818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.twitter.com/morriscat"&gt;Officer Morris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuN4eLf8Q4I/AAAAAAAAAmA/FeH4LhQoJ_4/s1600-h/annie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuN4eLf8Q4I/AAAAAAAAAmA/FeH4LhQoJ_4/s200/annie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396289238398157698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.twitter.com/BloodhoundNdots"&gt;Officer Annie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuN2A_ogEBI/AAAAAAAAAlg/oVJ1unidQ9A/s1600-h/mizcleo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuN2A_ogEBI/AAAAAAAAAlg/oVJ1unidQ9A/s200/mizcleo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396286537973370898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.twitter.com/mizcleo"&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuN2AO_pECI/AAAAAAAAAlA/m4gJXlmUjSY/s1600-h/brutus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuN2AO_pECI/AAAAAAAAAlA/m4gJXlmUjSY/s200/brutus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396286524917092386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.twitter.com/BrutusTheDane"&gt;Officer Brutus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuN2aQKcuOI/AAAAAAAAAl4/mvw0TyLveEY/s1600-h/Frosty+and+dew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuN2aQKcuOI/AAAAAAAAAl4/mvw0TyLveEY/s200/Frosty+and+dew.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396286971907455202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.twitter.com/treehuggingpets"&gt;Officers Frosty and Dew&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuN2AXDWsyI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/pUQxCYQ061s/s1600-h/cheshireK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuN2AXDWsyI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/pUQxCYQ061s/s200/cheshireK.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396286527080149794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.twitter.com/CheshireK"&gt;Officer Cheshire Kitten&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuN2AMM8xmI/AAAAAAAAAlI/zKZ_yymBfOU/s1600-h/buddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuN2AMM8xmI/AAAAAAAAAlI/zKZ_yymBfOU/s200/buddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396286524167603810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.twitter.com/buddybentley"&gt;Cadet Buddy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuN_2eFq8VI/AAAAAAAAAmI/r2CygB4pUjU/s1600-h/fergus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuN_2eFq8VI/AAAAAAAAAmI/r2CygB4pUjU/s200/fergus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396297352286499154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.twitter.com/Fergusthedog"&gt;Underkover Sekrit Informant Fergus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Official Sekurity Report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="1" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo and Cadet Buddy sign in for sekurity dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity announcement from Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo: iz OFFISHUL! #pawpawty begins NOW! enjoy da music fron the DJ's stop by and get a snacks n drinks from the barktenders! has questions? ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:14 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet Buddy advises all party anipals to be sure their accounts are not protected so that they show up at the PawPawty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:31 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet Buddy apprehends and scares away a too-scary, not-invited person: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/mrc79"&gt;http://twitpic.com/mrc79&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:31 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus advises Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo and Cadet Buddy that he is at the PawPawty off-duty, but available if they need back-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:34 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo advises @Fergusthedog that Sekurity will protect him from the super-scaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:36 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet Buddy scares off five naughty spammers.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:38 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo and Cadet Buddy scare off a super-scary ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:20 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Report comes in that &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/marleyterrier"&gt;@marleyterrier&lt;/a&gt; has gotten a bitey on the neck! Investigation underway.  Several anipals are questioned. No known suspekts developed.  Situation remains unsolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:24 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet Buddy reports that things are slow.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:27 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Report comes in from &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/GeorgeTheDuck"&gt;@GeorgeTheDuck&lt;/a&gt; of spammers at PawPawty. Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo and Cadet Buddy scare the icky spammers away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:42 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo advises &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/marleyterrier"&gt;@marleyterrier&lt;/a&gt; to have a V-E-T look at the bitey mark to make sure no infektions come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:02 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus signs in for Sekurity Dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Only one issue to report. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/marleyterrier"&gt;@marleyterrier&lt;/a&gt; was bitten by an unknown vampire. No suspekts at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:02 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo and Cadet Buddy sign off of Sekurity Dooty. Great first shift for Cadet Buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:21 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus checks on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/marleyterrier"&gt;@marleyterrier&lt;/a&gt; to be sure his bitey is o.k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:26 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Report comes in of &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/OzzyDox"&gt;@OzzyDox&lt;/a&gt; trying to send a secret message to &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MisterSnoop"&gt;@MisterSnoop&lt;/a&gt; using &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/no_crybaby_doGs"&gt;@no_crybaby_doGs&lt;/a&gt;'s starfish Pokey as a messenger. Officer Brutus will investigate the Pokey-napping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:40 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus launches search party for Pokey. Photo of the missing starfish: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/hzjv9"&gt;http://twitpic.com/hzjv9&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:57 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Pokey is back! &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/OzzyDox"&gt;@OzzyDox&lt;/a&gt; helps to retrieve Pokey...after possibly Pokey-napping him.  &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/no_crybaby_doGs"&gt;@no_crybaby_doGs&lt;/a&gt; asks to talk to a lawyer because &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/OzzyDox"&gt;@OzzyDox&lt;/a&gt; let Pokey swim in the Dead Sea after Pokey-napping him and Pokey's color is gone and he's all puffed up.  After a hot air balloon accident, &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/OzzyDox"&gt;@OzzyDox&lt;/a&gt; has amnesia, however, and the overall investigation is dropped. No charges are filed. (Post-PawPawty update: Pokey's color returned and he's no longer puffed, so he's o.k. now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:24 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus heads to the Haunted House to be sure all anipals are safe there from the creepies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:29 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Notice: There is something very scary over at the haunted house. Creatures running everywhere--in and out!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:34 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert: The current Barktender, &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/tweetypie54"&gt;@tweetypie54&lt;/a&gt; is in Twitter jail. Please order drinks from his alter ego &lt;a href="http://www.twittter.com/gunnersbro"&gt;@gunnersbro&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:40 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Report comes in of a white teeth spammer from &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/tuttifruiti_cat"&gt;@tuttifruiti_cat&lt;/a&gt;.  Officer Brutus scares the naughty spammer away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:48 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert: The Haunted House is so scary that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/HankTheDoggy"&gt;@HankTheDoggy&lt;/a&gt; peed his costume!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:58 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Cheshire Kitten reports for Sekeurity Dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:59 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Official Sekurity Alert Correction: Officer Brutus reported that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/HankTheDoggy"&gt;@HankTheDoggy&lt;/a&gt; peed his costume. For the official record,  &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/HankTheDoggy"&gt;@HankTheDoggy&lt;/a&gt; did NOT pee his costume. He just almost did 'cause the Haunted House is super scary. Sekurity Team apologizes for the mistake and notes that  &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/HankTheDoggy"&gt;@HankTheDoggy&lt;/a&gt; is NOT a wuss doggy but a brave doggy...and he did not pee in his costume...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Just a few notes: the haunted house is really scary. &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/OzzyDox"&gt;@OzzyDox&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MisterSnoop"&gt;@MisterSnoop&lt;/a&gt; are behaving themselves (so far).  &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/OzzyDox"&gt;@OzzyDox&lt;/a&gt; was helping anipals earlier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;6:01 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus signs off of Sekurity Dooty and heads for the hooch!  (Dokumentation Officer Lexi-Lou hopes more hooch = more slinky scooby dancing from Officer Brutus!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:30 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Cheshire Kitten checks journalist credentials of &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/understandblue"&gt;@understandblue&lt;/a&gt;. Reporting on PawPawty is o.k., but be mindful of Anipal Privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:41 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert: Some anipals are getting spam from a vet in Pakistan. Be on the lookout for this scoundrel spammer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:59 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep reports for Sekurity Dooties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Very quiet shift. Some pals had a spammer, a vet from Pakistan. Officer Cheshire Kitten hissed at 'em.&lt;br /&gt;We have been watching &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/OzzyDox"&gt;@OzzyDox&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MisterSnoop"&gt;@MisterSnoop&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/no_crybaby_doGs"&gt;@no_crybaby_doGs&lt;/a&gt; for mischief. They're full of talk and hooch, but no shenanigans yet.&lt;br /&gt;Also, &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/understandblue"&gt;@understandblue&lt;/a&gt; is an accredited journalist.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:07 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Cheshire Kitten signs off of Sekurity Dooties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:12 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert: Watch out for the demon kitties!  &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/mr88a"&gt;http://twitpic.com/mr88a&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:21 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep continues to monitor &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/OzzyDox"&gt;@OzzyDox&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MisterSnoop"&gt;@MisterSnoop&lt;/a&gt;, and now &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/FestusLittleMan"&gt;@FestusLittleMan&lt;/a&gt; for reports of trying to get Sekurity to drinky before they plan shenanigans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:35 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep scares away this guy who tried to come back to PawPawty after being scared away once already: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/mrc79"&gt;http://twitpic.com/mrc79&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:12 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;The person anipal to pass out during this PawPawty is &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/baithecatahoula"&gt;@baithecatahoula&lt;/a&gt;! Proof: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/mtirn"&gt;http://twitpic.com/mtirn&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:39 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep warns Officer Annie to not put the bitey on anipals in the Haunted House. Sekurity officers gots to uphold the law, even when pretending to be vampires!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:47 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep reports that things are pretty quiet at the PawPawty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:58 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert: Take note of the potty spots for doggies.  &lt;a href="http://www.twitpic.com/joe2z"&gt;http://www.twitpic.com/joe2z&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:59 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Dokumentation Officer Lexi-Lou gets too scared of this pic and goes to hide for a while: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/mtrdl"&gt;http://twitpic.com/mtrdl&lt;/a&gt;.  EEK! (Sorry -- just looked at it again!)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie reports for Sekurity Dooties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Nothing was going on except for Officer Annie putting the bitey on anipals in the Haunted House.  Officer Annie will monitor herself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:02 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert: Take note of the extra-large potty spots for kitties, too!  &lt;a href="http://www.twitpic.com/mts97"&gt;http://www.twitpic.com/mts97&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:09 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee asks &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/HankTheDoggy"&gt;@HankTheDoggy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/trailerparkdogs"&gt;@trailerparkdogs&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/baithecatahoula"&gt;@baithecatahoula&lt;/a&gt; to stop throwing garlic at Officer Annie so she can start her sekurity dooty shift. (She's only PRETENDING to be a vampire, anipals!) Officer Annie is a little upset that Sergeant Shawnee made the throwing stop 'cause she wanted the garlic--almost had a year's supply of garlic gathered up from it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:10 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep signs off of Sekurity Dooties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:10 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie begins her shift by telling jokes:&lt;br /&gt;What do birdies give out on Halloween?   Tweets!&lt;br /&gt;What's a vampire's favorite dog?    A bloodhound!&lt;br /&gt;Why do vampires need mouthwash?   They have bat breath!&lt;br /&gt;Why can't mummies keep friends?     They're too wrapped up in themselves!&lt;br /&gt;What do you get when you goose a ghost?   A handful of sheet.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:43 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert: Watch out for zombie dogs! &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/mtzjs"&gt;http://twitpic.com/mtzjs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:50 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert: There are zombie cats, too! &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/mu0ry"&gt;http://twitpic.com/mu0ry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:00 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie signs off of Sekurity Dooty.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note: no Sekurity Coverage for the next two hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:42 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris reports for Sekurity Dooties!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:12 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris advises &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/perrythebirman"&gt;@perrythebirman&lt;/a&gt; that nip isn't illegal...but shenanigans when nipped-up are trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:20 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Announcement: Remember what happened to &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/perrythebirman"&gt;@perrythebirman&lt;/a&gt; after too much nip. Enjoy nip responsibly! http://twitpic.com/muu6k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:25 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Report comes in that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/PeroDaCat"&gt;@PeroDaCat&lt;/a&gt; has an injured tail from dancing. Officer Morris offers first aid assistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:27 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Announcement: Officers can also help with first aid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:59 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris advises &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/PeroDaCat"&gt;@PeroDaCat&lt;/a&gt; to not dance while sleepy for fear of injuring his tail again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:07 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris reports that all party animals have been purrtastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:58 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Report comes in that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/sadlovelyheart"&gt;@sadlovelyheart&lt;/a&gt; is trying to pass fake IDs. Officer Morris issues official warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:37 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris again warns &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/sadlovelyheart"&gt;@sadlovelyheart&lt;/a&gt; to pawty safe. Stay out of mom's cough medicine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Very quiet, hardly any trouble at all! &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/PeroDaCat"&gt;@PeroDaCat&lt;/a&gt; hurt his beautiful tail dancing, but was fine after huggles and refreshments. &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/sadlovelyheart"&gt;@sadlovelyheart&lt;/a&gt; was cautioned for fake ID &amp;amp; cough medicine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;6:11 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris signs off of Sekurity Dooty.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note: no Sekurity coverage for the next two hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:59 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus signs in for Sekurity Dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Hello? Anybody here?  Anybody???  Nope! No officers signed in for Sekurity Dooties at the 8:00 a.m. shift!  Uh oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:16 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus suggests &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/PierreThePoodle"&gt;@PierreThePoodle&lt;/a&gt; start spiking the coffees to get the hooch situation going.  Contemplates whether or not that is a sekurity risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:44 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie reports in for late Sekurity Dooties. She oversleeped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:41 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus advises &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/trailerparkdogs"&gt;@trailerparkdogs&lt;/a&gt; to not eat PawPawty guests. Leave &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/mattiedog"&gt;@mattiedog&lt;/a&gt; alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:51 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus arrests &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/trailerparkdogs"&gt;@trailerparkdogs&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/HankTheDoggy"&gt;@HankTheDoggy&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/smokeythedog"&gt;@smokeythedog&lt;/a&gt; for trying to eat &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/mattiedog"&gt;@mattiedog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:53 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus releases &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/smokeythedog"&gt;@smokeythedog&lt;/a&gt; when he learns &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/smokeythedog"&gt;@smokeythedog&lt;/a&gt; was trying to save &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/mattiedog"&gt;@mattiedog&lt;/a&gt; from being eated for Sunday breakfast.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:58 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert!!! &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/trailerparkdogs"&gt;@trailerparkdogs&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/HankTheDoggy"&gt;@HankTheDoggy&lt;/a&gt; are resisting arrest and attacking Officer Brutus with ketchup!!!!  Officer Brutus gets the situation under control...thank goodness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo signs in for Sekurity Dooties.  Cadet Buddy also volunteers to help cover the final sekurity shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:05 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/mattiedog"&gt;@mattiedog&lt;/a&gt; does not want to press charges, so &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/trailerparkdogs"&gt;@trailerparkdogs&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/HankTheDoggy"&gt;@HankTheDoggy&lt;/a&gt; are released from the pokey.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;No report filed...but things were quiet so there probably wasn't anything to really report on anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:04 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Report comes in from &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/CathyKeisha"&gt;@CathyKeisha&lt;/a&gt; of hauntings in the DJ booth. Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo and Cadet Buddy begin investigations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:10 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus signs off of Sekurity Dooty.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:25 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet Buddy reports the ghosts are gone from the DJ booth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:29 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ghost investigations move to the Haunted House. Could be that some ghouls escaped!  The Haunted House got too scary, too, so maybe those are real ghosts in there... Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo and Cadet Buddy are investigating.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:30 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;The DJ booth ghost returns! Cadet Buddy once again scares the ghost away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:32 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert: No squirting ketchup at other anipals! Consider this your official warning from Cadet Buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:35 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet Buddy gets out his tazer and zaps the extra ghost at the Haunted House.  That takes care of the "extra" haunting! All anipals are safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:40 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet Buddy's tazer is not one issued by official PawPawty Sekurity Team. He got it at Toys-For-Us-Police store. He brought an extra one and let Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo borrow it for the remainder of the sekurity dooties.  Note to Captain Snickers: we should look at supplying these ghost-specific tazers to all sekurity officers for any PawPawty involving hauntings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:53 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Announcement: Everybody, it's o.k.! &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/frugaldougal"&gt;@frugaldougal&lt;/a&gt; will NOT be putting the bitey on anyone at the PawPawty. He was just kidding.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:54 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Official Sekurity Alert to All Ghosts: Beware! Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo and Cadet Buddy are armed and tazerous!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:03 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet Buddy signs off of volunteer Sekurity Dooties. Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo recommends promoting Cadet Buddy to Officer at next PawPawty.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:23 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo boogies on the dance floor with &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Quadpawd"&gt;@Quadpawd&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Announcement from Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo: Pretty tame last two hours of PawPawty! All anipals in good spirits. PawPawty raised more than the 2K goal! CONGRATS! Thanks to all!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:11 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader mizCleo officially signs off of Sekurity Dooties.  Safe travels, everyone!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-7664139329001381668?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/7664139329001381668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=7664139329001381668' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/7664139329001381668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/7664139329001381668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/sekurity-report-october-2009-pawpawty.html' title='Sekurity Report: October 2009 PawPawty'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuN2aL9jajI/AAAAAAAAAlw/CUltTk7A0-8/s72-c/shawnee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-945814182023163301</id><published>2009-10-28T16:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T17:13:12.772-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter dress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tongue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>Put That Tongue to Good Use!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I read about a contest that another doggie is having and I want to enter!  Anna is having a Spectacular-Tongue-tacular Contest. Isn't that cooool?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://annathegsd.blogspot.com/2009/10/does-your-tongue-hang-low.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sui_WIswQHI/AAAAAAAAAmo/9uPlJKCTnhU/s400/tongue+contest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397774540416761970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I talked to Mom and she looked for some pictures of my tongue. (That sounds so funny!) We couldn't decide on just one picture...there are so many!  I guess I like to stick my tongue out at Mom when she's got that camera out.  He he he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my favorite pictures of my tongue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SujA2PcDwsI/AAAAAAAAAnI/H-iN_uls0IE/s1600-h/CIMG2149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SujA2PcDwsI/AAAAAAAAAnI/H-iN_uls0IE/s320/CIMG2149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397776191493227202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SujA1nN1_oI/AAAAAAAAAnA/EaY3wgAHlM8/s1600-h/CIMG1870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SujA1nN1_oI/AAAAAAAAAnA/EaY3wgAHlM8/s320/CIMG1870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397776180696186498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SujA1SeAumI/AAAAAAAAAm4/KJwj1snNtGk/s1600-h/CIMG1867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SujA1SeAumI/AAAAAAAAAm4/KJwj1snNtGk/s320/CIMG1867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397776175126854242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This one is of me in my Easter dress, chowing down on a Munchie Bone that the Easter Bunny brought me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SujA0zvtAuI/AAAAAAAAAmw/q8dMblzPoGE/s1600-h/CIMG1838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SujA0zvtAuI/AAAAAAAAAmw/q8dMblzPoGE/s320/CIMG1838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397776166879560418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SujA9RR7rQI/AAAAAAAAAnY/1wsV6RtcunE/s1600-h/DCP02353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SujA9RR7rQI/AAAAAAAAAnY/1wsV6RtcunE/s320/DCP02353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397776312246709506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This picture was from my birthday one year. Mom gaved me some doggie ice cream to celebrate! You can see that I enjoyed it...and that it covered my face, ears, etc....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SujA2Yc3EyI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/HCj-0J_2oCk/s1600-h/DCP01243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SujA2Yc3EyI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/HCj-0J_2oCk/s320/DCP01243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397776193912509218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-945814182023163301?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/945814182023163301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=945814182023163301' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/945814182023163301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/945814182023163301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/put-that-tongue-to-good-use.html' title='Put That Tongue to Good Use!'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sui_WIswQHI/AAAAAAAAAmo/9uPlJKCTnhU/s72-c/tongue+contest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-1795540442645234210</id><published>2009-10-25T09:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T09:16:37.347-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bath tub'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog bath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog walking'/><title type='text'>Call PETA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Somebody call PETA.  This bath is NOT ethical treatment of ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who cares if I rolled in pee-pee in the grass this morning?!  I'd rather smell like that than this stupid vanilla shampoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuRc6M_hjfI/AAAAAAAAAmY/6wLLTEuS0R8/s1600-h/CIMG2591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuRc6M_hjfI/AAAAAAAAAmY/6wLLTEuS0R8/s320/CIMG2591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396540408486530546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuRc6VMA_jI/AAAAAAAAAmg/N679_2ipw2Y/s1600-h/CIMG2589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuRc6VMA_jI/AAAAAAAAAmg/N679_2ipw2Y/s320/CIMG2589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396540410686406194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-1795540442645234210?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/1795540442645234210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=1795540442645234210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/1795540442645234210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/1795540442645234210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/call-peta.html' title='Call PETA'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuRc6M_hjfI/AAAAAAAAAmY/6wLLTEuS0R8/s72-c/CIMG2591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-8194511498447480491</id><published>2009-10-24T16:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T16:27:13.236-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog walking'/><title type='text'>A Penguin?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When Mom and I were walking around my pond the other day, she thought she saw a penguin out on the water.  She's crazy!  I said, "Mom, you know it's not cold enough here for penguins to be on our pond!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we investigated and you know what?  It was a goose!  The goose was diving, so its head was under the water and its booty was up in the air!  Mom saw the goose's belly and booty and thought it looked like a penguin 'cause it's belly and booty are white but it's legs and tail feathers are all black.  I thought that was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learned two things that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Geeses have white booties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Mom should wear her glasses more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-8194511498447480491?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/8194511498447480491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=8194511498447480491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/8194511498447480491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/8194511498447480491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/penguin.html' title='A Penguin?!'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-920961352118586573</id><published>2009-10-21T20:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T20:52:09.287-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blanket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digging'/><title type='text'>What's Under My Blankie?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can you guess what's hiding under my white blankie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/St-5jkkfzZI/AAAAAAAAAkw/lxWwid2D1BI/s1600-h/CIMG2584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/St-5jkkfzZI/AAAAAAAAAkw/lxWwid2D1BI/s320/CIMG2584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395234899376459154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you need a hint?  How about this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/St-5jcwCrnI/AAAAAAAAAko/3ElQjeAGbLA/s1600-h/CIMG2583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/St-5jcwCrnI/AAAAAAAAAko/3ElQjeAGbLA/s320/CIMG2583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395234897277398642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yep, you guessed it...  It's me!  I was digging in my blankies and I actually buried myself under the white one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/St-5kLMMKYI/AAAAAAAAAk4/ijk7lR2ZmOk/s1600-h/CIMG2586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/St-5kLMMKYI/AAAAAAAAAk4/ijk7lR2ZmOk/s320/CIMG2586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395234909743491458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't worry, though.  I got out o.k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-920961352118586573?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/920961352118586573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=920961352118586573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/920961352118586573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/920961352118586573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/whats-under-my-blankie.html' title='What&apos;s Under My Blankie?'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/St-5jkkfzZI/AAAAAAAAAkw/lxWwid2D1BI/s72-c/CIMG2584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-6041778086528161947</id><published>2009-10-20T20:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T20:34:01.448-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinese food'/><title type='text'>Give Me That Rice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mom had the food from the boxes for supper tonight!  The Rice Man didn't bring it, though, so I don't know where it came from.  What's important here, though, is that she had RICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a nice Mommy and she shared her rice with me when she was eating.  She's holding out now, though.  She keeps telling me that it's all gone.  I don't believe her.  I've used all of the methods at my disposal, but nothing has worked.  I've given her my cutest "feeeeed me!" face.  I've sneezed at her.  I've pawed her leg.  I've given her really cute, begging eyes again.  Her response?  Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is ridiculous.  I want more rice.  She's expecting me to stop thinking about it and just eat my stupid doggie food.  That ain't happening.  I want RICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...maybe she dropped some in the kitchen!  I'd better go check the floor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-6041778086528161947?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/6041778086528161947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=6041778086528161947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6041778086528161947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6041778086528161947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/give-me-that-rice.html' title='Give Me That Rice!'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-4314006105325372807</id><published>2009-10-20T18:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T19:03:29.288-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ducks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog walking'/><title type='text'>What's Zooming on My Pond?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mom and I walked around the pond tonight. I heard a funny buzzing sort of noise on the way over there.  It got pretty loud.  When I looked at my pond, you know what I saw?  Boats! That's right -- there were boats out zooming around my pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom said that they were "remote control" boats 'cause our pond isn't big enough for boats people ride in.  And there were guys on the side of the water with things that told the boats where to drive on the pond.  That's pretty weird, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the good thing about the boats zooming on my pond is that it scared all of the geeses away.  Those loud honkers keep pooping on my sidewalk! I wouldn't mind 'em if they would stop doing that.  And maybe quiet down a bit.  They're so loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad thing about the boats is that they scared away the duckies, too.  Mom and I like to listen to them quackin' out on my pond.  (They're not as loud as the geeses and they don't poop all over, either!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta admit that the boats zooming sorta scared me a little, too.  Mom had to pull me along for a bit when the boats got super close to the sidewalk.  Oopsie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-4314006105325372807?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/4314006105325372807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=4314006105325372807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/4314006105325372807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/4314006105325372807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/whats-zooming-on-my-pond.html' title='What&apos;s Zooming on My Pond?'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-2966326005254028342</id><published>2009-10-18T21:28:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:23:33.694-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meadowbrook Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog walking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='park'/><title type='text'>Walkin' in the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom had a cool surprise for me today.  We went to the big park again! That's one of my favorite places.  Of course I thought we were going to the groomer 'cause it's the same direction. But when Mom turned our car at a certain corner, I knew where we were heading.  I was SO excited by the time that we got to the parking lot that Mom said I was hurting her ears with all of my yipping and whining.  Sorry...but I was excited and she wasn't moving fast enough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I ran in circles when we got out of the car.  If you were at this park you'd do the same thing. It's such a cool place!   There were a bazillion other doggies at the park today.  I'm sure they were just as excited as I was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today Mom tooked our camera so that I could show you some of the stuff at my big park.  Here's the big sign by the parking lot.&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  Mom said you might want to know what park this is.  I think that's silly 'cause it's the big park and everyone should know that.  But, oh well.  Here's the sign.  I think it says, "The Big, Cool Park"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvUD7HXnfI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Go7QsekO0O0/s1600-h/CIMG2523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvUD7HXnfI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Go7QsekO0O0/s320/CIMG2523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394138142579596786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's me walking over a bridge. We don't usually go this way 'cause it's a lot longer and I get tired.  (My legs are pretty little...)  We used to go this way lots, but Mom said we've both had too many cookies to walk this way now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  Anyway, we walked a little way this direction and then turned around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvUDd3T0YI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Qh11u03437Q/s1600-h/CIMG2530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvUDd3T0YI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Qh11u03437Q/s320/CIMG2530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394138134727610754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's a HUGE bunny rabbit statue at the park.  Mom tried to take a picture of me sitting with the bunny, but I was too excited to sit there.  (Sorry, Mom.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvUClnIcjI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/O1jMrT5ztws/s1600-h/CIMG2531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvUClnIcjI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/O1jMrT5ztws/s320/CIMG2531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394138119627371058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got a little tired 'cause the sun was so shiny today and we were walking more than we usually do.  Had to sit and rest for a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvUCD0A68I/AAAAAAAAAkI/AEIfDap7ktc/s1600-h/CIMG2539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvUCD0A68I/AAAAAAAAAkI/AEIfDap7ktc/s320/CIMG2539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394138110554598338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's a picture of me admiring one of the statues.  Mom says there are lots of statues at the park for the humans to enjoy.  I don't usually pay attention to 'em 'cause there's so much other stuff there for doggies to sniff and check out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvSaAjYgnI/AAAAAAAAAkA/u1i0og49bo8/s1600-h/CIMG2542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvSaAjYgnI/AAAAAAAAAkA/u1i0og49bo8/s320/CIMG2542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394136322973139570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love this sign 'cause there are always great sniffs on it.  I think the humans put it there as a sort of porta potty for dogs.  I mean, it's a post with a picture of a doggie on it.  Doesn't that just scream "pee on me!"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvSZrkV6dI/AAAAAAAAAj4/qgrgiLZ4NLs/s1600-h/CIMG2547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvSZrkV6dI/AAAAAAAAAj4/qgrgiLZ4NLs/s320/CIMG2547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394136317340019154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's me with another statue.  I was trying to figure out what was takin' Mom so long. She was taking too much time fiddling with the camera and not enough time walking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvSZDA7yGI/AAAAAAAAAjw/Z4NLl8EY130/s1600-h/CIMG2558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvSZDA7yGI/AAAAAAAAAjw/Z4NLl8EY130/s320/CIMG2558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394136306454087778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is a sign with a map of my big park and all of the cool trails to walk on.  (It's another great sign to sniff!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvSYQsSWuI/AAAAAAAAAjo/WzkrrTqrGyY/s1600-h/CIMG2559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvSYQsSWuI/AAAAAAAAAjo/WzkrrTqrGyY/s320/CIMG2559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394136292945713890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In this picture I'm thinking, "Come on, Mom! Stop taking pictures and just enjoy the park!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvSX3MogNI/AAAAAAAAAjg/KUoR0e7uN8o/s1600-h/CIMG2566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvSX3MogNI/AAAAAAAAAjg/KUoR0e7uN8o/s320/CIMG2566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394136286102061266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The park's got lots of trees and regularly grassy spots.  There's also lots of super-tall grass. It's as tall as Mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvQGR-5XZI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gLnpff3H5wk/s1600-h/CIMG2567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvQGR-5XZI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gLnpff3H5wk/s320/CIMG2567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394133785031302546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I tried not to let all of those leafs on the sidewalk spoil my walk.  I don't like leafs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvQFylAvKI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/lyju4WRd9NI/s1600-h/CIMG2575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvQFylAvKI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/lyju4WRd9NI/s320/CIMG2575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394133776601234594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was really thirsty after all of that walking. Mom usually keeps a water bowl and some water in the car for me, though, so I can get a drink after we've walked.  That's a good idea in my opinion 'cause I was super thirsty today.  She thought I was gonna drink the whole bowl full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvQFU8E-cI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Ci8eI5wpTG0/s1600-h/CIMG2577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvQFU8E-cI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Ci8eI5wpTG0/s320/CIMG2577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394133768644917698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Stop taking pictures of me, Mom.  I was just takin' a drink!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvQEmyNIHI/AAAAAAAAAjA/aTbOf4KrbIQ/s1600-h/CIMG2580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvQEmyNIHI/AAAAAAAAAjA/aTbOf4KrbIQ/s320/CIMG2580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394133756255477874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All of that walking at the park wore me out. So I had to take a nap when we got home.  (Mom thinks I'm cute when I'm sleepy.  Heck, I'm cute all of the time.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvQEN5a4TI/AAAAAAAAAi4/d-dal1e6-m0/s1600-h/CIMG2581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvQEN5a4TI/AAAAAAAAAi4/d-dal1e6-m0/s320/CIMG2581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394133749574852914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So those are all the pictures of my walk at the big park today.  Isn't it a cool place?  I hope we get to go back tomorrow.  I love the park!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-2966326005254028342?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/2966326005254028342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=2966326005254028342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/2966326005254028342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/2966326005254028342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/walkin-in-park.html' title='Walkin&apos; in the Park'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StvUD7HXnfI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Go7QsekO0O0/s72-c/CIMG2523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-1322915415342970833</id><published>2009-10-12T18:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:29:27.072-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leaves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog walking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>Stupid Leafs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom loves this time of year 'cause the weather is cooler and the trees are all colorful.  She thinks they're so pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I disagree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all about that "cooler weather" thing, but the stupid trees get on my nerves.  You know why? 'Cause they won't keep their stupid leafs on their branches!  I hate those leafs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The leafs crunch on my paws and that ain't cool.  They stick to me and they're slippery when they're wet.  The worse thing by far, though, is when they torpedo at me in the parking lot.  I'll be walking along, minding my own business, and then I'm suddenly attacked by leaves flying at me!  It's pretty scary. Not at all fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, trees, I'm putting you on notice.  Hold onto your stupid leafs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is a tree by our house.  Mom says, "Oh, so pretty!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StPIaNopqsI/AAAAAAAAAig/iP1UQGU3fC8/s1600-h/CIMG2505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StPIaNopqsI/AAAAAAAAAig/iP1UQGU3fC8/s320/CIMG2505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391873531554933442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I say, "My nemesis!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StPIZmqcjEI/AAAAAAAAAiY/-2bEpnn1iDI/s1600-h/CIMG2504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StPIZmqcjEI/AAAAAAAAAiY/-2bEpnn1iDI/s320/CIMG2504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391873521093479490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can you see me sticking my tongue out at the leafs?  I was being subtle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StPIbOmpB0I/AAAAAAAAAio/2sK_OcozLtE/s1600-h/CIMG2508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StPIbOmpB0I/AAAAAAAAAio/2sK_OcozLtE/s320/CIMG2508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391873548994807618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The one really good way to get back at the leafs for attacking me is a bit unladylike.  I pee on 'em!  Mom almost caught me in the act here.  I was looking for a good leaf to take my anger out on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StPIbkt5rDI/AAAAAAAAAiw/8vZ7823PWRk/s1600-h/CIMG2516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StPIbkt5rDI/AAAAAAAAAiw/8vZ7823PWRk/s320/CIMG2516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391873554930838578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-1322915415342970833?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/1322915415342970833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=1322915415342970833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/1322915415342970833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/1322915415342970833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/stupid-leafs.html' title='Stupid Leafs'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StPIaNopqsI/AAAAAAAAAig/iP1UQGU3fC8/s72-c/CIMG2505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-6640940455984596258</id><published>2009-10-12T18:34:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T18:51:33.332-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ducks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puddle'/><title type='text'>Pond News</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom and I walked around the pond this weekend, and Mom took along our camera.  So here's a picture of me checking out those silly geese out on the pond.  There are duckies out there, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StO9rcr-ydI/AAAAAAAAAh4/c58WEnLcwVU/s1600-h/CIMG2499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StO9rcr-ydI/AAAAAAAAAh4/c58WEnLcwVU/s320/CIMG2499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391861733025302994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The geeses were pretty quiet for this walk. Some geese over at the next pond (we don't walk past there) were honking up a storm, but the ones on our pond weren't.  I did catch some geese getting ready to poop all over my sidewalk, though, so I chased them back to the water.  Don't poop on my sidewalk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StPA4UoKD2I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/C4_o-mC-Z7k/s1600-h/CIMG2500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StPA4UoKD2I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/C4_o-mC-Z7k/s320/CIMG2500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391865252734963554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And look! My puddle was back!  I ran right through the middle of it.  Mom was not amused, but I loved it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StO9skfztDI/AAAAAAAAAiI/j2k7h3nr998/s1600-h/CIMG2502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StO9skfztDI/AAAAAAAAAiI/j2k7h3nr998/s320/CIMG2502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391861752301597746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah for my puddle! I love that thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-6640940455984596258?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/6640940455984596258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=6640940455984596258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6640940455984596258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6640940455984596258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/pond-news.html' title='Pond News'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StO9rcr-ydI/AAAAAAAAAh4/c58WEnLcwVU/s72-c/CIMG2499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-8529174340250035823</id><published>2009-10-10T19:56:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T11:18:52.879-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articulate Animals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Belle Submitted to My Gallery of Writing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My friend &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/bellemia"&gt;Belle&lt;/a&gt; submitted a piece she wroted to my &lt;a href="http://www.galleryofwriting.org/galleries/153591"&gt;Gallery of Writing&lt;/a&gt;! I wanted to share it with all of you, too.  Belle said it was o.k...so here it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Call me Belle. I was born in La. I am a weinie. Literally and figuratively. I eat,sleep and TCB. Thats my job. Oh,I also tweet. Alot! You should really try walkin' in my paws. Be a dog. Experience what life is like when you can't speak for yourself and depend on the kindness of others. It really changes your view on things. The Big DoG sez do unto others...He's got a point...Take it from a dog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks, &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/bellemia"&gt;Bellemia&lt;/a&gt;!  You wroted a great piece!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I &lt;a href="http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/09/articulate-animals.html"&gt;posted about my Gallery last month&lt;/a&gt;, but since then some other friends on Twitter have asked me some great questions about it. Mom said I should tell everyone here to help clear up any confusion.  So here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Does my profile need to be in my name or in my human's name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you wroted your piece, you should get the credit! Use your name and information, not your human's.  In Belle's profile, she wrote that her "race/ethnicity" was "canine."  He he he!  Mom put that my "occupation" was "Supervisor of Household Napping and Cookie Eating."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;What should I write about?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's SO much stuff that you can write about...so write about anything you want!  You could write a diary entry or a letter to your humans or a poem or a short essay.  Maybe talk about how you gotted your human family or about how you like to sniff stuff or maybe just submit your "to do" list.  I submitted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2007/11/puppy-poo-etry.html"&gt;my poem about my Mom pickin' up my poo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  There are SO many things you can write about.  The only guideline for my gallery is that the piece was written by an animal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What kind of submissions do you take? What kind of files and stuff?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You can write in the little text box in the Gallery, or you can submit a link to a piece on your blog or Twitter account.  You can upload a file, too, like a Word document.  If you aren't linking to your blog, I suggest you upload a file like that so that you can put your picture in it.  (I want those human's to all see how cute my animal friends are!)  If you've got a blog, then you should submit through a link to a post--that way people can see other stuff you wroted on your blog, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Thanks for helping me out by submitting something to my &lt;a href="http://www.galleryofwriting.org/galleries/153591"&gt;Gallery of Writing&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-8529174340250035823?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/8529174340250035823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=8529174340250035823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/8529174340250035823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/8529174340250035823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/belle-submitted-to-my-gallery-of.html' title='Belle Submitted to My Gallery of Writing!'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-8777534190160267782</id><published>2009-10-09T22:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:59:46.986-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snuggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blanket'/><title type='text'>Do I NEED a Snuggie?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom says to me, "It gets cold in our house in the winter.  The floor is drafty, and I'm sure you get cold since you're so little."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Um...I've got fur and blankies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, though, fur and blankies don't matter to Mom.  Today she bought me a SNUGGIE.  That's right.  A Snuggie.  They make them for doggies now and she just haaad to get on that bandwagon.  Geez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StAGLgieioI/AAAAAAAAAhw/YtWNB2hbiQM/s1600-h/CIMG2494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StAGLgieioI/AAAAAAAAAhw/YtWNB2hbiQM/s320/CIMG2494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390815548745353858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StAGK9_iSOI/AAAAAAAAAho/WDOB-Nkr8SI/s1600-h/CIMG2489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StAGK9_iSOI/AAAAAAAAAho/WDOB-Nkr8SI/s320/CIMG2489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390815539471993058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StAGKABcinI/AAAAAAAAAhg/jd7uiJbWxeY/s1600-h/CIMG2497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StAGKABcinI/AAAAAAAAAhg/jd7uiJbWxeY/s320/CIMG2497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390815522837006962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's official.  My Mom is nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-8777534190160267782?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/8777534190160267782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=8777534190160267782' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/8777534190160267782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/8777534190160267782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/do-i-need-snuggie.html' title='Do I NEED a Snuggie?!'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/StAGLgieioI/AAAAAAAAAhw/YtWNB2hbiQM/s72-c/CIMG2494.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-6621515921206363310</id><published>2009-10-08T22:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T22:15:15.983-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='groomer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car ride'/><title type='text'>I Ain't Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My Mom is in SO much trouble with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, it was raining out so I didn't get a good walk in and I didn't really take care of all of the business that I needed to take care of.  When Mom got ready to leave for work, I figured she would take me out again.  Did she today?  Nooooo.  Instead, she just carried me directly to the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think, "Well this can't be too bad. We're going for a ride! Maybe to that cool, big park again!"  Did we go to the park?  Nooooo.  Mom drove a different way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went through a drive-through and I thought, "YES! French fries!"  Did I get any? Noooo.  Mom put the bag on the floor in front of my seat and never opened it!  She just taunted me with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she tricked me by going a different direction and taking me to...the GROOMER.  I really don't like that place.  I hate hair cuts and I hate baths, and they do both of those to me there!  Mom actually had the nerve to leave me at the groomer all day long, too, instead of just part of the day like usual.  Grrrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave me lots of cookies when she picked me up, so that was nice.  And then we went for a short walk when we got home.  It was still raining.  I figured, "Great...a nice evening with just Mom and I at home."  But did she stay home?  Nooooo.  She gave me my pills and then she LEFT ME and she was gone all evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a happy doggie right now.  This woman owes me big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Ss6oR2-e3OI/AAAAAAAAAhY/8axZs_KBuj4/s1600-h/CIMG2487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Ss6oR2-e3OI/AAAAAAAAAhY/8axZs_KBuj4/s320/CIMG2487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390430828777888994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Note that my tail is down in this picture, and not up and wagging.  This is NOT a picture of a happy doggie.  Bad Mommy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-6621515921206363310?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/6621515921206363310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=6621515921206363310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6621515921206363310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6621515921206363310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-aint-happy.html' title='I Ain&apos;t Happy'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Ss6oR2-e3OI/AAAAAAAAAhY/8axZs_KBuj4/s72-c/CIMG2487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-6362223942036526397</id><published>2009-10-07T22:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T22:19:21.097-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pills'/><title type='text'>Scouting Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've scouted the place, and here's the situation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kitchen:  &lt;/span&gt;No food accidentally dropped on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Living room: &lt;/span&gt; No crumbs by the couch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Front door: &lt;/span&gt; No food discovered, but a good smelly spot from a bag of garbage (Mom hasn't noticed it yet).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bedroom: &lt;/span&gt; No leftover cookies from last night. Even looked under the doggie bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My crate:  &lt;/span&gt;No leftover cookies from this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food mat:&lt;/span&gt;  No canned doggie food left.  Only nasty, dry stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmmm.  I was already so hungry that I ate the pills I refused to eat earlier (covered with the chicken stuff that Mom uses when she thinks she's tricking me...yeah right...).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess I need to beg for some people food or try to get Mom to give me more canned food or something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm refusing to eat that nasty, dry doggie food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-6362223942036526397?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/6362223942036526397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=6362223942036526397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6362223942036526397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6362223942036526397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/scounting-report.html' title='Scouting Report'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-8051094433141929087</id><published>2009-10-07T20:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T20:35:01.477-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meadowbrook Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog walking'/><title type='text'>Walking in the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mom had a cool surprise for me tonight. We went for a walk in the BIG park! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't gone there for a while, so I didn't expect the trip tonight.  When she got home from work, she took me outside to potty like always.  She wouldn't let me walk, though, so I was a little upset with her.  After she gets home, we ALWAYS go for a walk.  Why on earth wouldn't she let me tonight?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when she surprised me by getting in the car.  I was even madder at first 'cause I thought she was taking me to the groomer.  No walk and then a trip to the groomer?  That's just RUDE!  (She's been calling me a "shaggy beast" lately and usually that means a trip to the groomer.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then all of the sudden I realized that we were in the parking lot at the big park!  I got SO stinking excited. I couldn't wait to get out of the car, and when I did, I went into complete hyper-doggie mode.  I ran in huge circles around Mom 'cause I was so happy about being at the big park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots and lots of great smells at the park.  I was excited during our whole walk and I didn't even get too hot.  Mom said she was cold, but I just told her she needed to grow herself some fur.  I practically ran through the entire park and Mom kept up with me 'cause she was cold.  It was a great night.  Not even too many other doggies in the park, so I had lots of sniffing spots to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that park. Thanks, Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-8051094433141929087?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/8051094433141929087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=8051094433141929087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/8051094433141929087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/8051094433141929087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/walking-in-park.html' title='Walking in the Park'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-9050538158353308163</id><published>2009-10-07T20:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T20:23:52.631-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><title type='text'>I Got a Card!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My friend &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/bellemia"&gt;Belle&lt;/a&gt; sent me a card!  She's one of my friends from Twitter.  She lives far away, in a place called Louisiana.  (I have no idea where that is, but Mom said it's far away.)  Anyway, I sent her a postcard and she sent me a cool card that has cute wiener doggies on the front of it. That's really neat 'cause Belle is a cute wiener doggie herself!   I told Mom that I need some cards like this one but with cute Shih Tzu doggies on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle also put info in the card about a ranch that is right by her house. She said that they have real alligators there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here are some pictures of me with my cool card from Belle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Ss0-XzCO8mI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/1J6bnHnDfqE/s1600-h/CIMG2484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Ss0-XzCO8mI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/1J6bnHnDfqE/s320/CIMG2484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390032907589841506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Ss0-XDJcwrI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5y1N5GtOqbw/s1600-h/CIMG2482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Ss0-XDJcwrI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5y1N5GtOqbw/s320/CIMG2482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390032894735205042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-9050538158353308163?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/9050538158353308163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=9050538158353308163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/9050538158353308163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/9050538158353308163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-got-card.html' title='I Got a Card!'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Ss0-XzCO8mI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/1J6bnHnDfqE/s72-c/CIMG2484.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-5911860255262095405</id><published>2009-10-06T22:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T22:11:24.533-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><title type='text'>Bed Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My Mom took this picture of me last night, right when I woked up from a nap.  Can you believe it?! She's showing off my "bed head!" The least she could have done was give me a warning she had the camera out!  When you got a lot of fur on your head, it tends to get a little smooshed when you nap.  She thought it was cute, but oh, how embarrassing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SswGCL5uvyI/AAAAAAAAAhA/k5XI89jiPOs/s1600-h/CIMG2469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SswGCL5uvyI/AAAAAAAAAhA/k5XI89jiPOs/s320/CIMG2469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389689488680075042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-5911860255262095405?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/5911860255262095405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=5911860255262095405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/5911860255262095405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/5911860255262095405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/bed-head.html' title='Bed Head'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SswGCL5uvyI/AAAAAAAAAhA/k5XI89jiPOs/s72-c/CIMG2469.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-401679362823575632</id><published>2009-10-06T21:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:59:05.088-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog walking'/><title type='text'>Dog Station</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SswC6kf1VQI/AAAAAAAAAg4/CY5MqEwlxA8/s1600-h/CIMG2436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SswC6kf1VQI/AAAAAAAAAg4/CY5MqEwlxA8/s320/CIMG2436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389686059308504322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is a picture Mom took over by our pond.  Now, there's a post there and a garbage can and a sign that says "Dog Station."  Don't you think that means we're &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; to pee there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-401679362823575632?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/401679362823575632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=401679362823575632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/401679362823575632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/401679362823575632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/dog-station.html' title='Dog Station'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SswC6kf1VQI/AAAAAAAAAg4/CY5MqEwlxA8/s72-c/CIMG2436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-6385214328115335107</id><published>2009-10-04T18:59:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T19:38:13.414-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinese food'/><title type='text'>The Rice Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The best thing happened this weekend! A guy came to our door with the food in the little boxes for Mom. She didn't even call anyone, so I don't know how he knew to come to our house. Maybe it was magic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, the food in little boxes always comes with little boxes of RICE, too, which is one of my favorite, favorite things.  I love rice!  Mom usually gives me some, too, so I hit the jackpot this weekend.  I hope the rice man comes back soon and brings us more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of me chowing down on some of that yummy rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Ssk7sqC92LI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Du3l0ba7yXk/s1600-h/CIMG2458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Ssk7sqC92LI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Du3l0ba7yXk/s320/CIMG2458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388904067512522930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And here I am looking cute and trying to convince Mom to give me MORE RICE!!! (This technique usually works.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Ssk7tCGOPKI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xXYA7Y0Zrqs/s1600-h/CIMG2461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Ssk7tCGOPKI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xXYA7Y0Zrqs/s320/CIMG2461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388904073968630946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I'm a cuuuute doggie.  I need more RICE, please!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-6385214328115335107?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/6385214328115335107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=6385214328115335107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6385214328115335107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6385214328115335107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/rice-man.html' title='The Rice Man'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Ssk7sqC92LI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Du3l0ba7yXk/s72-c/CIMG2458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-5362177490904958112</id><published>2009-10-02T09:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T10:28:25.218-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articulate Animals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Champagne's Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.galleryofwriting.org/galleries/153591"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrmfkxHAuBI/AAAAAAAAAco/AqkNNfQKygc/s320/articulate-animals.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384510283504990226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm helping Mom's work out by trying to get writing submissions to my very own &lt;a href="http://galleryofwriting.org/galleries/153591"&gt;Articulate Animals Gallery&lt;/a&gt; in the National Gallery of Writing.  I love all of my animal friends, and I think we've got a lot to say...so our writing should be showcased right along with the humans' writing!!!  (I wroted about this a while back.  &lt;a href="http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/09/articulate-animals.html"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to read more about it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got a submission to my gallery yesterday and I wanted to share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This piece of writing was sent in by a doggy named Champagne.  He went over the Rainbow Bridge this summer and I think he misses his Mommy and Daddy.  He wrote this letter to them to help them feel better about what he's doing now. He didn't want them to be sad. Here's what he submitted to my gallery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;October 1, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mom and Dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing to let you know what I have been doing for the last 2 months. I am free of pain and have been running, walking, playing like I did when you took me into your  home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks for giving me the life and love that you did after I was abandoned by my previous owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that I will always love you and don’t feel sad for me as I am happy playing and running with Rebel, Pollygirl, and all the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and I am watching over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;Champagne&lt;/blockquote&gt;My Mom said that this letter made her sniffle.  She's such a silly Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-5362177490904958112?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/5362177490904958112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=5362177490904958112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/5362177490904958112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/5362177490904958112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/champagnes-letter.html' title='Champagne&apos;s Letter'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrmfkxHAuBI/AAAAAAAAAco/AqkNNfQKygc/s72-c/articulate-animals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-8014749648422202629</id><published>2009-09-28T21:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:51:58.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sekurity Report: September 2009 PawPawty</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The September 2009 PawPawty was held September 26 and 27 and the theme was "Down on the Farm." This month's charity was the &lt;a href="http://www.soidog.org/"&gt;Soi Dog Foundation&lt;/a&gt; and $1,383 was raised.  Good job everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The September PawPawty Sekurity Team included:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; font-family: arial;" valign="top" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sr2JwpU30FI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/h0-0FlaRpmI/s1600-h/snick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sr2JwpU30FI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/h0-0FlaRpmI/s200/snick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385612198225104978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Snick_the_Dog"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Captain Snickers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sr2JwIIl61I/AAAAAAAAAgI/dLwEpckWd8U/s1600-h/shawnee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sr2JwIIl61I/AAAAAAAAAgI/dLwEpckWd8U/s200/shawnee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385612189315230546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/ShawneeShep"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sr2GVBEsnxI/AAAAAAAAAfY/hOpZv45KHEI/s1600-h/annie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sr2GVBEsnxI/AAAAAAAAAfY/hOpZv45KHEI/s200/annie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385608425028493074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/BloodhoundNdots"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Officer Annie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sr2GVjseJXI/AAAAAAAAAfg/MV6K7XzayJM/s1600-h/brutus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sr2GVjseJXI/AAAAAAAAAfg/MV6K7XzayJM/s200/brutus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385608434322122098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BrutusTheDane"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Officer Brutus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sr2Jv9peZdI/AAAAAAAAAgA/XSaZVLBk4u0/s1600-h/morris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sr2Jv9peZdI/AAAAAAAAAgA/XSaZVLBk4u0/s200/morris.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385612186500359634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/morriscat"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Officer Morris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sr2GW47bp_I/AAAAAAAAAf4/A7u8HjO2edw/s1600-h/mizcleo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sr2GW47bp_I/AAAAAAAAAf4/A7u8HjO2edw/s200/mizcleo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385608457201887218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/mizCleo"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sr2GWGkn11I/AAAAAAAAAfo/1605ESqSuaw/s1600-h/cheshire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sr2GWGkn11I/AAAAAAAAAfo/1605ESqSuaw/s200/cheshire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385608443684443986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=7706197457087090976"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cadet Cheshire Kitten&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sr2GWa-z67I/AAAAAAAAAfw/PT9r8RYxJec/s1600-h/lexi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sr2GWa-z67I/AAAAAAAAAfw/PT9r8RYxJec/s200/lexi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385608449162996658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/lexiloudog"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dokumentation Officer Lexi-Lou&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Official Sekurity Report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;table style="font-family: arial;" align="center" border="1" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr face="arial" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125px"&gt;2:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/frugaldougal"&gt;@FrugalDougal&lt;/a&gt; kicks of PawPawty with tributes to anipals who crossed over RB and celebrations of anipals who have birthdays and adoption days in September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr face="arial"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus reports for official sekurity dooty (he was early, helping with the wagons of party animals).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr face="arial" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:10 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus reports that no incidents have taken place and all anipals are having a great PawPawty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:26 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet CheshireK reports for dooty.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:46 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus chases off icky porn bots.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MadisonTheLab"&gt;@MadisonTheLab&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Ryker_Tyker"&gt;@Ryker_Tyker&lt;/a&gt; were attacked by porn bots. Madison said something they liked. We blocked them.&lt;br /&gt;Keep an eye on &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Ryker_Tyker"&gt;@Ryker_Tyker&lt;/a&gt;, he's had quite a few pawtinis. No trouble to report (yet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/OzzyDox"&gt;@OzzyDox&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/PierreThePoodle"&gt;@PierreThePoodle&lt;/a&gt; have some moonshine hidden behind the barn. I will be seeing to this personally (i.e. don't bust us!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/OzzyDox"&gt;@OzzyDox&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MisterSnoop"&gt;@MisterSnoop&lt;/a&gt; were talking about cow tipping. Keep an eye on the cows so they don't fall over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/RosieandCheeto"&gt;@RosieandCheeto&lt;/a&gt; was told to temporarily leave the barn as she was stinking up the place. That's about all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:05 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus signs off dooty but is going to "investigate" the homemade hooch behind the barn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr face="arial"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:09 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet CheshireK reminds all anipals that cows are animals, too. Warns anipals to refrain from tipping or sekurity will have to take action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:11 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/RRcatty"&gt;@RRcatty&lt;/a&gt; reports stepping in YUCK and Cadet CheshireK helps to the bathing area to clean up the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:21 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet CheshireK investigates report of fire in &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/SydPie"&gt;@SydPie&lt;/a&gt;'s mouth. &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/GeorgeTheDuck"&gt;@GeorgeTheDuck&lt;/a&gt; had one too many ducktinis after his barkending shift and was breathing fire on her. Singed feathers of &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/SydPie"&gt;@SydPie&lt;/a&gt;. No injuries reported and no sekurity assistance needed. Just a case of post-ducktini breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:26 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet CheshireK reminds &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BorisKitty"&gt;@BorisKitty&lt;/a&gt; to treat animals with dignity. No real duck flavoring in ducktinis here!&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:28 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet CheshireK reports ongoing investigation of cow tipping. No hard evidence found yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:40 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cow tipping investigation continues with lots of paw-pointing and hoof-pointing. Hard to determine who's who with #pawpawty costumes on. "Animals of interest" in investigation turn out to be dressed as cows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:54 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet CheshireK reminds &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/kittehboi"&gt;@kittehboi&lt;/a&gt; that horses are anipals, too, so no eating them for dinner.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:56 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet CheshireK reports that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BorisKitty"&gt;@BorisKitty&lt;/a&gt; is cleared of cow tipping charges. &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BorisKitty"&gt;@BorisKitty&lt;/a&gt; likes moos. Proof: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/j5usa"&gt;http://twitpic.com/j5usa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:57 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet CheshireK awards &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/ZackRabbit"&gt;@ZackRabbit&lt;/a&gt; the Good Samaripal award for helping &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/GeorgeTheDuck"&gt;@GeorgeTheDuck&lt;/a&gt; who had too much to drink. &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/ZackRabbit"&gt;@ZackRabbit&lt;/a&gt; is keeping an eye on him and helped him when he felled over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:04 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;SEKURITY BULLETIN: All anipals to the pond to help &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/AylaLab"&gt;@AylaLab&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/AvaLab"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from cow tippers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:06 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet CheshireK in hot pursuit of &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/mattiedog"&gt;@mattiedog&lt;/a&gt; who was threatening the cows and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/AylaLab"&gt;@AylaLab&lt;/a&gt; with tipping in the pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:08 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet CheshireK apprehends &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/mattiedog"&gt;@mattiedog&lt;/a&gt; and takes him to holding cell for intoxication and cow tipping. Prevented tipping of &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/AylaLab"&gt;@AylaLab&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/AvaLab"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:12 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MisterSnoop"&gt;@MisterSnoop&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/OzzyDox"&gt;@OzzyDox&lt;/a&gt; say they weren't involved in cow tipping and offer evidence that Pink Panther did it instead: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/j9any"&gt;http://twitpic.com/j9any&lt;/a&gt;. Cadet CheshireK sees through fake evidence and decides they needs to be questioned.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:19 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BorisKitty"&gt;@BorisKitty&lt;/a&gt; reports that some lil chicks need to be carded by barktenders 'cause they're underage. Photo of chicks for barktenders to monitor: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/hg8wr"&gt;http://twitpic.com/hg8wr&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:34 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet CheshireK begins questioning of &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MisterSnoop"&gt;@MisterSnoop&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/OzzyDox"&gt;@OzzyDox&lt;/a&gt; for cow tipping at PawPawty. &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/OzzyDox"&gt;@OzzyDox&lt;/a&gt; claims the cow was drunk and felled over on its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:40 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/AylaLab"&gt;@AylaLab&lt;/a&gt; provides more evidence of cow tipping.  &lt;a href="http://img18.yfrog.com/i/4qp.jpg/"&gt;http://img18.yfrog.com/i/4qp.jpg/&lt;/a&gt;  Cadet CheshireK investigates and says that it looks like the cows laid down on their own. Reports that all known tippers are in custody.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:44 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MisterSnoop"&gt;@MisterSnoop&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/OzzyDox"&gt;@OzzyDox&lt;/a&gt; officially booked for cow tipping after complaint was formally filed by &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/AylaLab"&gt;@AylaLab&lt;/a&gt;.  Suspekts had advertised involvement in cow tipping club, so evidence against them is solid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:46 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet CheshireK released &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/mattiedog"&gt;@mattiedog&lt;/a&gt; from holding cell after Mattie sobered up. Sekurity will continue to monitor him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;6:02 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant ShawneeShep reports for sekurity dooty.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MisterSnoop"&gt;@MisterSnoop&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/OzzyDox"&gt;@OzzyDox&lt;/a&gt; are trying to plan jail break. Dokumentation Officer Lexi-Lou is getting meds for &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/OzzyDox"&gt;@OzzyDox&lt;/a&gt; so Cadet CheshireK can remain on guard. The suspekts are being held on a cow tipping complaint by &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/AylaLab"&gt;@AylaLab&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Keep an eye on &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/mattiedog"&gt;@mattiedog&lt;/a&gt; who was trying to tip &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/AylaLab"&gt;@AylaLab&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/OzzyDox"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; after too much hooch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/ZackRabbit"&gt;@ZackRabbit&lt;/a&gt; was awarded the Good Samaripal award for helping &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/GeorgeTheDuck"&gt;@GeorgeTheDuck&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:06 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus tells &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MisterSnoop"&gt;@MisterSnoop&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/OzzyDox"&gt;@OzzyDox&lt;/a&gt; they can get out of jail if they promise to not tip any more cows, or buffalo, or llamas, or horseys, or other farm animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;6:13 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Cadet CheshireK signs off of dooty.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;6:19 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant ShawneeShep makes sekurity announcement about being safe near fences: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/j9nrk"&gt;http://twitpic.com/j9nrk&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;6:25 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie, after hearing pleas from suspekts, reports the badges that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/OzzyDox"&gt;@OzzyDox&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MisterSnoop"&gt;@MisterSnoop&lt;/a&gt; were displaying earlier at PawPawty: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/j8lj9"&gt;http://twitpic.com/j8lj9&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/j8lc2"&gt;http://twitpic.com/j8lc2&lt;/a&gt;. Don't look good for suspekts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;6:28 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie bails suspekts &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MisterSnoop"&gt;@MisterSnoop&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/OzzyDox"&gt;@OzzyDox&lt;/a&gt; out. Investigation will continue and they'll have to see judge after it's complete.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;6:31 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant ShawneeShep makes announcement -- whoever parked their tractor blocking &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/hanseebundee"&gt;@hanseebundee&lt;/a&gt; please note parking signs: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/j9q8h"&gt;http://twitpic.com/j9q8h&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;6:42 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant ShawneeShep reports that the cow that was tipped was found and failed a breathilizer test. The cow was drunk. Evidence points to cow falling over on its own.  Proof: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/j9sg8"&gt;http://twitpic.com/j9sg8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;6:49 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant ShawneeShep says be on the lookout for &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/RascalBCool"&gt;@RascalBCool&lt;/a&gt; who might be getting cows drunk to take advantage of them.  &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/j9u3x"&gt;http://twitpic.com/j9u3x&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;6:51 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Another report comes in of a tipped or drunked cow: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/j9t8h"&gt;http://twitpic.com/j9t8h&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/RascalBCool"&gt;@RascalBCool&lt;/a&gt; is cleared of suspicion of getting cows drunk. He got his cow horns stuck in &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/AylaLab"&gt;@AylaLab&lt;/a&gt;'s mudhole and was trying to get unstucked when the cows were drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:01 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Photo is found of &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MisterSnoop"&gt;@MisterSnoop&lt;/a&gt; by one of the cows: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/j9vcw"&gt;http://twitpic.com/j9vcw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:04 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant ShawneeShep and Officer Annie announce that cows are likely falling 'cause of hooch and not because of tippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:08 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Bulletin: With all of the drinking, please make note of litter box locations.  &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/j9xoh"&gt;http://twitpic.com/j9xoh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:10 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant ShawneeShep begins to monitor &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/AylaLab"&gt;@AylaLab&lt;/a&gt; for false akusations about tipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:27 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Evidence again clears &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BorisKitty"&gt;@BorisKitty&lt;/a&gt; of getting cows drunk. Was "indisposed" during time cows were drinking: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/ja11m"&gt;http://twitpic.com/ja11m.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:39 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant ShawneeShep declares &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BorisKitty"&gt;@BorisKitty&lt;/a&gt; a good farm citizen for giving cows kisses.  &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/j5usa"&gt;http://twitpic.com/j5usa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:43 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant ShawneeShep and Officer Annie continue surveillance of &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/AylaLab"&gt;@AylaLab&lt;/a&gt; and will ask Captain Snickers to continue as well. Evidence cleared &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BorisKitty"&gt;@BorisKitty&lt;/a&gt; but &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/AylaLab"&gt;@AylaLab&lt;/a&gt; still akusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:53 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant ShawneeShep assures &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BorisKitty"&gt;@BorisKitty&lt;/a&gt; that it is o.k. to come out of hiding. &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/ja5u0"&gt;http://twitpic.com/ja5u0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers reports for sekurity dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Don't let anyone pick on &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BorisKitty"&gt;@BorisKitty&lt;/a&gt; and keep an eye on &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/AylaLab"&gt;@AylaLab&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/AvaLab"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; who has been filing false complaints about cow tipping.  They is akusing kitties and little doggies of tipping but the cows are just getting drunk and falling over on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:10 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers reports that the PawPawty is crazy and it's hard to keep up with everything that's going on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:31 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers advises barkenders &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/SydPie"&gt;@SydPie&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/GeorgeTheDuck"&gt;@GeorgeTheDuck&lt;/a&gt; to not deliver food or drinks to &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BorisKitty"&gt;@BorisKitty&lt;/a&gt; who is still in hiding. Captain continues to tell &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BorisKitty"&gt;@BorisKitty&lt;/a&gt; that akusations were false and PawPawty is safe. No need to hide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:34 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers tells &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/AylaLab"&gt;@AylaLab&lt;/a&gt; to stop worrying about tipping and akusing other anipals. Just enjoy PawPawty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:38 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers again tells &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/AylaLab"&gt;@AylaLab&lt;/a&gt; to stop badmouthing &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/ForeverGinger"&gt;@ForeverGinger&lt;/a&gt; about possible tipping and cow jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:09 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;OFFICIAL SEKURITY ANNOUNCEMENT: Cadet CheshireK is being awarded promotion to full sekurity officer, effective at the October PawPawty. Congratulations, Officer CheshireK! Great job on first shift of PawPawty sekurity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:22 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers reports: this has been quiet shift so far. Where is all the crazy happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:26 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Report comes in that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/CosmoHavanese"&gt;@CosmoHavanese&lt;/a&gt; is having icky people start following. Captain Snickers advised to block them a.s.a.p. and tell sekurity if they are using PawPawty hashtag.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:26 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers reports: this has been quiet shift so far. where is all the crazy happening? ^-,-^&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:34 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers reminds &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/HankTheDoggy"&gt;@HankTheDoggy&lt;/a&gt; to let sekurity know if he needs help getting home (too much hooch or trips to see barktenders). All anipals need to stay safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:46 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers, due to quiet PawPawty, continues Ninja training from Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:59 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie reports for sekurity dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers was just placed in Twitter jail for exceeding the daily limit of Tweets! Handoff report done through direct messages because of Captain's Twitter jail incarceration.  Luckily, Officer Annie was already on dooty, so sekurity coverage not affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:07 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie begins her shift by continuing to tell silly farm-related jokes. Examples:&lt;br /&gt;Where do cows like to ride on a train?  The cow-boose!&lt;br /&gt;Ground beef is a cow sitting down.&lt;br /&gt;Moscow doesn't make as much milk as Pa's cow.&lt;br /&gt;What happened to the lost cattle? Nobody's herd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:13 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie realizes that too many Tweets now means Twitter jail, so no more jokes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:34 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert! Watch out for falling cows.  &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/jazct"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/jazrf"&gt;http://twitpic.com/jazrf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:04 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie fielded a question from &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/CamDog17"&gt;@CamDog17&lt;/a&gt; who is looking for a loose plow. (Get it? "FIELDED"? *giggles*)  No plows have been reported found that weren't lost first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:04 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Reports come in of &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MugsyDog"&gt;@MugsyDog&lt;/a&gt; zooming around PawPawty. He was supposed to be home but claims that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/FergustheDog"&gt;@FergustheDog&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/FrugalDougal"&gt;@FrugalDougal&lt;/a&gt; helped him sneak into PawPawty. (Here's a photo of &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MugsyDog"&gt;@MugsyDog&lt;/a&gt; at the last PawPawty, and thus the reason for concern: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/fnh9b"&gt;http://twitpic.com/fnh9b&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:12 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie captures the zooming &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MugsyDog"&gt;@MugsyDog&lt;/a&gt; and takes him to jail for precautionary reasons. Will hold &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MugsyDog"&gt;@MugsyDog&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/SylvieDog"&gt;@SylvieDog&lt;/a&gt; and give him lots of cookies while in the slammer. &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/hanseebundee"&gt;@hanseebundee&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Fergusthedog"&gt;@Fergusthedog&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/perrythebirman"&gt;@perrythebirman&lt;/a&gt; all told that they can play with &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MugsyDog"&gt;@MugsyDog&lt;/a&gt; but only in jail and not out of jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:31 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie gives &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MugsyDog"&gt;@MugsyDog&lt;/a&gt; some pizza while in jail to go with his big tray of cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:35 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert! &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/CJdoggirl"&gt;@CJdoggirl&lt;/a&gt; helped &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MugsyDog"&gt;@MugsyDog&lt;/a&gt; fly out of the PawPawty jail!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:40 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie tells &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MugsyDog"&gt;@MugsyDog&lt;/a&gt; he can stay out of jail as long as he stays out of trouble.  Jail was just to help keep him safe, not 'cause he broke PawPawty law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:47 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Report comes in of a spammer/bot at PawPawty. Officer Annie investigates and attempts to scare off spammer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:52 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Fergusthedog"&gt;@Fergusthedog&lt;/a&gt; reports to Officer Annie that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/sashabear310"&gt;@sashabear310&lt;/a&gt; has had too many bartinis and needs assistance.  &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Fergusthedog"&gt;@Fergusthedog&lt;/a&gt; helps Officer Annie get &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/sashabear310"&gt;@sashabear310&lt;/a&gt; into sekurity office for nap and sobering up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:01 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers reports for sekurity dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Keep an eye on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/MugsyDog"&gt;@MugsyDog&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/flicka47"&gt;@flicka47&lt;/a&gt; is sneaking Mugsy hooch) and there is a bot spammer Officer Annie was having trouble getting rid of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:16 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Announcement: if nekkid ladies or mean farters tweet you, please block them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:25 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers warned &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/MugsyDog"&gt;@MugsyDog&lt;/a&gt; that sekurity was still watchin' him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:31 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers gives &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/MugsyDog"&gt;@MugsyDog&lt;/a&gt; final warning about drinking too much at PawPawty and bothering anipals. Next offense means jail again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:06 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MugsyDog"&gt;@MugsyDog&lt;/a&gt; passes out from drinking too much hooch. He shouldn't be causing trouble for a while.  Proof: &lt;a href="http://yfrog.com/3ophtg"&gt;http://yfrog.com/3ophtg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:23 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers warns &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/GeorgeTheDuck"&gt;@GeorgeTheDuck&lt;/a&gt; that he can't cut in on Captain's dance with &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Doppelkatie"&gt;@Doppelkatie&lt;/a&gt;.  All anipals must wait their turns...and nobody should mess with the Sekurity Captain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:35 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Lots of anipals have had trouble with daily status update limit for Twitter and have been put into Twitter jail. Captain Snickers and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/frugaldougal"&gt;@frugaldougal&lt;/a&gt; will investigate what limit is for future PawPawtys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:53 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Apollo_Frenchie"&gt;@Apollo_Frenchie&lt;/a&gt; reports that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BabyPatches"&gt;@BabyPatches&lt;/a&gt; is streaking and skinny dipping. Captain Snickers advises &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BabyPatches"&gt;@BabyPatches&lt;/a&gt; to stop streaking.  &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BabyPatches"&gt;@BabyPatches&lt;/a&gt; saws it was &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Apollo_Frenchie"&gt;@Apollo_Frenchie&lt;/a&gt;'s idea and blames situation on too much MoonNipShine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:58 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;SEKURITY BULLETIN: anipals there is no sekurity on duty for the next four hours. Please do watch out for each other at PawPawty.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:05 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers signs off of sekurity dooty. Needs to rest from busy PawPawty! &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/8xto9"&gt;http://twitpic.com/8xto9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:05 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTE: No sekurity officer on duty for next four hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td face="arial" width="125"&gt;2:06 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers recruits &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Fergustino"&gt;@Fergustino&lt;/a&gt; (aka &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Fergusthedog"&gt;@Fergusthedog&lt;/a&gt;) for secret, undercover, unofficial monitoring for sekurity if needed.  Shhh!  Don't tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td face="arial" width="125"&gt;2:13 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Undercover Secret Agent Fergustino reports insider trading --  &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/@ForeverGinger"&gt;@ForeverGinger&lt;/a&gt; is selling cow tipping insurance. Pay the insurance (donation to charity), cows, and you won't get tipped! Insurance? Or blackmail???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:25 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Undercover Secret Agent Fergustino reports that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BadAndy_KityKat"&gt;@BadAndy_KityKat&lt;/a&gt; needs help throwing huge dog/pic &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Jasmine_woo_woo"&gt;@Jasmine_woo_woo&lt;/a&gt; into the pond because she needs a bath.&lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/jbwc3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Sekurity note: &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Jasmine_woo_woo"&gt;@Jasmine_woo_woo&lt;/a&gt; went into the pond at 2:54 a.m.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:34 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Undercover Secret Agent Fergustino reports that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/SylvieDog"&gt;@SylvieDog&lt;/a&gt; is now passed out with &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/MugsyDog"&gt;@MugsyDog&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/jbwc3"&gt;http://twitpic.com/jbwc3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:36 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Undercover Secret Agent Fergustino signs off secret dooty. No undercover (or non-undercover) sekurity coverage until next shift at 6:00 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:36 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No sekurity coverage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;6:00 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris reports for sekurity dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;6:09 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris offers special tea trolley with hot nip tea, pet-friendly cocoa, and coffee for PawPawty late-nighters and early-risers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;6:29 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris learns of plot by &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BadAndy_KityKat"&gt;@BadAndy_KityKat&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/PepiSmartDog"&gt;@PepiSmartDog&lt;/a&gt; to do some rustling. Will continue to investigate. Also learns of possibility of poo guns being used by the suspekts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;6:42 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Investigation continues into rustling and poo guns. Not sure what they're trying to rustle. Officer Morris will keep his eye on them there varmits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;6:54 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity alert comes in! &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BadAndy_KityKat"&gt;@BadAndy_KityKat&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/PepiSmartDog"&gt;@PepiSmartDog&lt;/a&gt; have poo guns and are planning to rustle &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Jasmine_woo_woo"&gt;@Jasmine_woo_woo&lt;/a&gt;!!! (Proof of the varmits' plot: &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/PepiSmartDog/status/4414736968"&gt;http://twitter.com/PepiSmartDog/status/4414736968&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;6:56 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris heads off to intercept the suspekts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:03 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris discovers that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/DreamerDiary"&gt;@DreamerDiary&lt;/a&gt; is involved in the rustling and poo-making (for guns), too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:06 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert!  Watch out for rampagin cows and their alien friends trying to beam ya up! &lt;a href="http://www.twitpic.com/jbl67"&gt;http://www.twitpic.com/jbl67&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:11 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris reports: Ah'm jest gonna rustle me up some rustlers! Ah've got mah six-shooter and mah trusty steed - yippee-aye-ay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:15 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Suspekts are confronted by sekurity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:21 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Suspekts are tied up and in custody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:27 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris ties &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BadAndy_KityKat"&gt;@BadAndy_KityKat&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/PepiSmartDog"&gt;@PepiSmartDog&lt;/a&gt; onto &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/DreamerDiary"&gt;@DreamerDiary&lt;/a&gt;'s and Apples the Horse's backs and takes the varmits to jail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:29 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BadAndy_KityKat"&gt;@BadAndy_KityKat&lt;/a&gt; claims that  &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Jasmine_woo_woo"&gt;@Jasmine_woo_woo&lt;/a&gt; flung the first poo, so she is taken into custody, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:40 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;All varmits/suspekts in poo-flinging and rustling are officially taken to PawPawty jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:42 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris falls asleep at his desk. Luckily, the varmits do not get the jail keys dangling from his belt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:08 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris signs off of sekurity dooty to begin DJ shift.  No sekurity coverage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:10 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;A jail break is suspekted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:10 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Reports of &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/flicka47"&gt;@flicka47&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/CatnamedSinbad"&gt;@CatnamedSinbad&lt;/a&gt; considering dynamite to blow suspects out of jail. &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/PepiSmartDog"&gt;@PepiSmartDog&lt;/a&gt; uses special Pram Powers, though, to magically escape with &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BadAndy_KityKat"&gt;@BadAndy_KityKat&lt;/a&gt;. No dynamite necessary when you've got special Pram Powers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:22 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie starts sekurity dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BadAndy_KityKat"&gt;@BadAndy_KityKat&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/PepiSmartDog"&gt;@PepiSmartDog&lt;/a&gt; are on the run after breaking out of jail. And &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Jasmine_woo_woo"&gt;@Jasmine_woo_woo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/DreamerDiary"&gt;@DreamerDiary&lt;/a&gt; and Apples the horse are still locked up - I hope! Was a poo fight, yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:41 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Warning: all cow tippers will be arrested!  &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/jco78"&gt;http://twitpic.com/jco78&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:45 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert! Stay away from the cliff 'cause cows are falling! &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/jcoij"&gt;http://twitpic.com/jcoij&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:48 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert! Watch out for falling cows!  &lt;a href="http://www.twitpic.com/jazrf"&gt;http://www.twitpic.com/jazrf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:52 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert! Watch out for the flying pigs! &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/jcp43"&gt;http://twitpic.com/jcp43&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:53 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/PepiSmartDog"&gt;@PepiSmartDog&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BadAndy_KityKat"&gt;@BadAndy_KityKat&lt;/a&gt; turn themselves in and p pleads for leniency for &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BadAndy_KityKat"&gt;@BadAndy_KityKat&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/PepiSmartDog"&gt;@PepiSmartDog&lt;/a&gt; takes full responsibility for poo incident. Officer Annie will discuss with Captain Snickers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:24 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie investigates report of poo guns mentioned again by &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BadAndy_KityKat"&gt;@BadAndy_KityKat&lt;/a&gt;.  No additional guns found yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:13 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert! Stay out from under that big oak tree!  &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/jcqus"&gt;http://twitpic.com/jcqus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:32 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie asks &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/AylaLab"&gt;@AylaLab&lt;/a&gt; to stop playing with poo stick and making a mess.  &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/jcsaw"&gt;http://twitpic.com/jcsaw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:58 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert! Please obey all signs! &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/jcv3z"&gt;http://twitpic.com/jcv3z&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:58 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus reports for sekurity dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;It's been kinda quiet. Watch out for anipals packing poo guns. No confirmed suspekts yet, just lots of talk of poo guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:05 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert! Be careful if you go to the north side of the pond! &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/jcvns"&gt;http://twitpic.com/jcvns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:25 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus reports that his shift is quiet so far. There has been talk of poo guns, but no recent sightings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:29 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/HankTheDoggy"&gt;@HankTheDoggy&lt;/a&gt; plan secret ways to make any future confiscated poo guns "disappear" and then "reappear" during DudeFest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:35 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus again reports that the sekurity shift is quiet...and then says he wishes &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/trailerparkdogs"&gt;@trailerparkdogs&lt;/a&gt; would have done something.  Uh oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:44 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Report comes in of hooch behind the barn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:53 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/PierreThePoodle"&gt;@PierreThePoodle&lt;/a&gt; and Officer Brutus announce NO LIMIT HOOCH HOUR. Preparations begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:58 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Announcement: Please form an orderly line for &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/PierreThePoodle"&gt;@PierreThePoodle&lt;/a&gt;, No Limit Hooch. No pushing, there is plenty to go around.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:00 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;No Limit Hooch Hour officially begins.  Drunk barn is open. Paddy wagon at the ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:07 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Announcement: cow pawty crashers need to head 'em up, move 'em out. Only invited anipals in cow costumes allowed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:09 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Mosh/poo pit forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:13 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus asks &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BigBoyBosco"&gt;@BigBoyBosco&lt;/a&gt; to get a hose and spray everybody off when they come out of the mosh/poo pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:16 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Announcement: If you need hosing off after the mosh/poo pit, &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BigBoyBosco"&gt;@BigBoyBosco&lt;/a&gt; can help you (after he gets out of course!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:23 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus finds drunk anipal passed out behind hooch bar and takes party animal to drunk barn. No ID available on passed-out anipal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:26 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo reports that she may be late for sekurity dooty.  Officer Brutus will stay on dooty until NSFL MizCleo is available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:31 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert! &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/trailerparkdogs"&gt;@trailerparkdogs&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/HankTheDoggy"&gt;@HankTheDoggy&lt;/a&gt; are on top of the silo after drinking all night and morning! Rescue mission in progress.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:37 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Rescue mission still in progress. &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/HankTheDoggy"&gt;@HankTheDoggy&lt;/a&gt; has climbed down from the silo and is now napping under a tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:41 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus enlists help from Officer Annie and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MouseholeCat"&gt;@MouseholeCat&lt;/a&gt; to get &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/trailerparkdogs"&gt;@trailerparkdogs&lt;/a&gt; down from top of silo. Offers of BBQ ribs and coffee do not work to get &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/trailerparkdogs"&gt;@trailerparkdogs&lt;/a&gt; down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:48 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity determines it's safer to let &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/trailerparkdogs"&gt;@trailerparkdogs&lt;/a&gt; stay on top of silo to sleep off hooch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:48 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Announcement: &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/PierreThePoodle"&gt;@PierreThePoodle&lt;/a&gt; has drunk as much of his hooch as he has served. Barktending shift is over in 12 minutes!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:51 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Announcement: After 1 hour of No Limit Hooch, if you need help we are here! Drunk Barn is open with soft beds and puke buckets.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:59 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus helps &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/BigBoyBosco"&gt;@BigBoyBosco&lt;/a&gt; to the drunk barn with soft beds and puke buckets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:02 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo reports for sekurity dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;It was a wild shift the last hour! &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/PierreThePoodle"&gt;@PierreThePoodle&lt;/a&gt; did no limit hooch at the bar and things went crazy.&lt;br /&gt;The only outstanding issue is that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/trailerparkdogs"&gt;@trailerparkdogs&lt;/a&gt; is still sleeping on top of the silo. I'll check on them later!&lt;br /&gt;Also, the mosh/poo pit is still going on but it died down once the hooch kicked in. Haven't heard much from over there lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:16 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus signs off of sekurity dooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:42 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Report comes in from &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Crazykittykat1"&gt;@Crazykittykat1&lt;/a&gt; of possible naughtiness in the hayloft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:45 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo makes sekurity announement: perhaps some shadee business on barn roof and top of silo. Launching full investigashuns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:48 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo asks deputee owl to be on the lookout for suspicious activities.  &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/jdh9n"&gt;http://twitpic.com/jdh9n&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:53 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/HankTheDoggy"&gt;@HankTheDoggy&lt;/a&gt; tells Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/trailerparkdogs"&gt;@trailerparkdogs&lt;/a&gt; still napping on silo roof. No other shenanigans reported, so barn roof declared all clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:58 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Report comes in from &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Crazykittykat1"&gt;@Crazykittykat1&lt;/a&gt; that someone tipped over all of the outhouses. Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo dispatches clean-up crew IMMEDIATELY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:01 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo reprimands &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/sirHank"&gt;@sirHank&lt;/a&gt; for stealing her Tweets.  That's not cool.  No impersonating sekurity officers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:04 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Announcement: Please tweet Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo if you saw any suspicious activity near the outhouses before they were tipped over. Bacon snacks if you give details!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:09 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity expresses big thanks to @frugaldougal for his great leadership and inspiration to get involved and help anipals in need! Bravo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:10 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo reports that outhouse investigation hits a dead end. Either nobody saw anything or nobody's talking. Bacon snack reward will remain in effect just in case someone comes forward.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:14 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo announces that outhouses are back up and available for use thanks in no small part to our clean up crew!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:24 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Report comes in from &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/ChatteMuse"&gt;@ChatteMuse&lt;/a&gt; that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/pepismartdog"&gt;@pepismartdog&lt;/a&gt;'s pram has been impounded by an unknown booter.  A photo of the crime scene: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/jdmms"&gt;http://twitpic.com/jdmms&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:28 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo arrives at the scene of the booted pram to investigate. Unfortunately, Ninja skills don't require boot-removal tools, so Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo must continue to search for a solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:33 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/ChatteMuse"&gt;@ChatteMuse&lt;/a&gt; enlists help from Hailey and ParisianDC to look up boot-removal instructions: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/jdopk"&gt;http://twitpic.com/jdopk&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/RascalBCool"&gt;@RascalBCool&lt;/a&gt; uses horns from his PawPawty costume to work at prying boot off...&lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/jdopk"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:50 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo reports that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/RascalBCool"&gt;@RascalBCool&lt;/a&gt; got the boot off of &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/pepismartdog"&gt;@pepismartdog&lt;/a&gt;'s pram!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:55 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Announcement: &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;tweet Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo if you need a ride home! We've got cabs on the way, carpooling is encouraged!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:56 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity Alert! &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/LadyBonessa"&gt;@LadyBonessa&lt;/a&gt; was rolling out of control down the hill and gaining speed! Thanks to &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/SidTheCatahoula"&gt;@SidTheCatahoula&lt;/a&gt; for jumping in front, stopping her, and saving the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:08 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo's final sekurity announcement: I am signing off dooties! Fabulous time my pals! The cabs are lined up to take everyone home! Thanks to all who participated!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-8014749648422202629?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/8014749648422202629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=8014749648422202629' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/8014749648422202629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/8014749648422202629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/09/sekurity-report-september-2009-pawpawty.html' title='Sekurity Report: September 2009 PawPawty'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sr2JwpU30FI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/h0-0FlaRpmI/s72-c/snick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-7692996460510411872</id><published>2009-09-23T19:42:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T21:08:01.186-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ducks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bumble bee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog costume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='princess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow White'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicken'/><title type='text'>All of my Halloween Clothes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom's been getting me dressed up for Halloween every year since she adopted me. She loves it, and I put up with it 'cause I get extra cookies for being good. Works well for both of us! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So here are some of my looks from over the years... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The first year I lived with Mom, she made me a Tinkerbell costume. She sewed it all just for me. Made me feel pretty special, even if I couldn't stand the baby socks and barrette she made me wear! (Now these pictures are before I got my new haircut, so no giggling about that old 'do...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrOkcRLZhI/AAAAAAAAAew/YySanSbMPmw/s1600-h/tinkerbell1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384843429933704722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrOkcRLZhI/AAAAAAAAAew/YySanSbMPmw/s320/tinkerbell1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrOj0_EoUI/AAAAAAAAAeo/x_SrhOw2KDo/s1600-h/lexystand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384843419388780866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrOj0_EoUI/AAAAAAAAAeo/x_SrhOw2KDo/s320/lexystand.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrOjgCWv8I/AAAAAAAAAeg/yPAgG1FADJE/s1600-h/lexycostume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384843413765406658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrOjgCWv8I/AAAAAAAAAeg/yPAgG1FADJE/s320/lexycostume.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The next year, I was a bumble bee. I wasn't a fan of the costume, especially the hat, so Mom tricked me by putting it on me when I was sleepy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrCOP2xxwI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3VodJ-MMplQ/s1600-h/DCP01313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384829854505092866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrCOP2xxwI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3VodJ-MMplQ/s320/DCP01313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrBjQ77dNI/AAAAAAAAAc4/-rBNc9KftRM/s1600-h/DCP01316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384829116060759250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrBjQ77dNI/AAAAAAAAAc4/-rBNc9KftRM/s320/DCP01316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And then I was a lady bug. I wore the hat for Mom...but then I shook it off so that the antennas were at my chin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrBjt19oiI/AAAAAAAAAdA/Wjy0k1w1_ng/s1600-h/DCP01501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384829123820364322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrBjt19oiI/AAAAAAAAAdA/Wjy0k1w1_ng/s320/DCP01501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrBkMaWjWI/AAAAAAAAAdI/VwpzXLrXgNg/s1600-h/DCP01507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384829132026056034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrBkMaWjWI/AAAAAAAAAdI/VwpzXLrXgNg/s320/DCP01507.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I think after I was a lady bug, I was Snow White. I looked like such a dork that year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrDKyOFHVI/AAAAAAAAAdY/qsJ52tJPRmk/s1600-h/DCP01768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384830894521785682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrDKyOFHVI/AAAAAAAAAdY/qsJ52tJPRmk/s320/DCP01768.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom got me a princess outfit that year, too, that I didn't wear. I hated that thing. It didn't last long when she tried to make me wear it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrDLPfgVCI/AAAAAAAAAdg/jmgb8ISrSL0/s1600-h/DCP01765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384830902379500578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrDLPfgVCI/AAAAAAAAAdg/jmgb8ISrSL0/s320/DCP01765.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stupid princess outfit...the aftermath...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrDLo4o_hI/AAAAAAAAAdo/d-5f0NNkWZ4/s1600-h/DCP01762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384830909195812370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrDLo4o_hI/AAAAAAAAAdo/d-5f0NNkWZ4/s320/DCP01762.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Then I got to be a duckie. Quack, quack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrEEZqC5lI/AAAAAAAAAdw/IiBIe3L886I/s1600-h/DCP01850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384831884360607314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrEEZqC5lI/AAAAAAAAAdw/IiBIe3L886I/s320/DCP01850.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And then I was a chicken. Mom thought that was hysterical because I get scared a lot...so she says I'm a chicken anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrEdwecjqI/AAAAAAAAAd4/T2ij-TUtIJ4/s1600-h/DCP02367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384832319982702242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrEdwecjqI/AAAAAAAAAd4/T2ij-TUtIJ4/s320/DCP02367.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last year I was a little Halloween witch. I got to go trick-or-treating at Grandma and Grandpa's house. That was fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrFET8iOTI/AAAAAAAAAeA/y8sX3fr-Esk/s1600-h/CIMG2387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384832982339172658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrFET8iOTI/AAAAAAAAAeA/y8sX3fr-Esk/s320/CIMG2387.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Still not a fan of hats...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrGKoo5xQI/AAAAAAAAAeI/_rPkKGkkeu4/s1600-h/CIMG2389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384834190484817154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrGKoo5xQI/AAAAAAAAAeI/_rPkKGkkeu4/s320/CIMG2389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom also got me a princess outfit last year. This one was much better than the last princess outfit. I was supposed to wear it this year for Halloween, but, um, the costume shrunk and doesn't fit me very well now. At least the "costume shrinking" thing is the theory that I'm going with. Oh, well. I didn't really like this princess hat, either, but the dress was o.k..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrGLPK-Y_I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/wdx-FXussZ4/s1600-h/CIMG2392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384834200828273650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrGLPK-Y_I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/wdx-FXussZ4/s320/CIMG2392.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrGLQIxN6I/AAAAAAAAAeY/HRccYBPOt3o/s1600-h/CIMG2396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384834201087457186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrGLQIxN6I/AAAAAAAAAeY/HRccYBPOt3o/s320/CIMG2396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom got me an extra costume for this year. She said it was on sale cheap and she couldn't pass it up! So I've got a luau girl outfit. (Would have been perfect for the luau party Aunt Katie threw for Mom and I!) It's pretty cute. The skirt kept making rustle noises and freaking me out, but I didn't try to shake it off. Mom turned my top around backwards 'cause she said you couldn't see any of the detail on it when it was on the right direction. She liked the little flowers, so to get them in the picture, she put it on me backwards. She's so silly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrRK4hCVqI/AAAAAAAAAfI/_wRd0AchNQY/s1600-h/CIMG2427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384846289374697122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrRK4hCVqI/AAAAAAAAAfI/_wRd0AchNQY/s320/CIMG2427.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrRKQNjqRI/AAAAAAAAAfA/KCUzpM1WfEk/s1600-h/CIMG2425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384846278555576594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrRKQNjqRI/AAAAAAAAAfA/KCUzpM1WfEk/s320/CIMG2425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrRJ1NXpRI/AAAAAAAAAe4/llj4I_uz7W8/s1600-h/CIMG2418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384846271307031826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrRJ1NXpRI/AAAAAAAAAe4/llj4I_uz7W8/s320/CIMG2418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And my official costume for this year just came in the mail today! Mom's pretty excited. Me? Well, you know that I just wear this stuff to humor her. Stay tuned for pictures! Mom says we have to wait until closer to Halloween for those!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-7692996460510411872?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/7692996460510411872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=7692996460510411872' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/7692996460510411872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/7692996460510411872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-of-my-halloween-clothes.html' title='All of my Halloween Clothes'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrrOkcRLZhI/AAAAAAAAAew/YySanSbMPmw/s72-c/tinkerbell1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-37758635753738621</id><published>2009-09-23T19:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T19:42:42.346-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squeaky toy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skunk'/><title type='text'>Come Back, Squeaky Skunk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight I tried and tried to squeak my Squeaky Skunk...but I forgot that I killed the squeakers.  So sad.  I wish Mom would fix that skunk for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-37758635753738621?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/37758635753738621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=37758635753738621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/37758635753738621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/37758635753738621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/09/come-back-squeaky-skunk.html' title='Come Back, Squeaky Skunk!'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-4502309495148695326</id><published>2009-09-23T18:08:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T18:15:11.459-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postcard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Germany'/><title type='text'>Ich Habe Mail!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I don't really know how to say "I have mail!" in German, but I took a stab at it 'cause that's what I've got! Today I got a post card in the mail from Germany! My friend Mookie from Twitter (&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/schnille"&gt;@schnille&lt;/a&gt;) sent it to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom says that Germany is this whole other country that's far, far away. I don't know exactly where it's at, but I think it must be near California. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's a picture of me posing with my cool post card. Isn't it awesome?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrqrXmEe6_I/AAAAAAAAAcw/yX-KO0KYdK4/s1600-h/CIMG2413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384804726319541234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrqrXmEe6_I/AAAAAAAAAcw/yX-KO0KYdK4/s320/CIMG2413.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-4502309495148695326?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/4502309495148695326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=4502309495148695326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/4502309495148695326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/4502309495148695326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/09/ich-habe-mail.html' title='Ich Habe Mail!'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrqrXmEe6_I/AAAAAAAAAcw/yX-KO0KYdK4/s72-c/CIMG2413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-7119584629994291542</id><published>2009-09-22T22:57:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T11:16:48.857-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articulate Animals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Articulate Animals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.galleryofwriting.org/galleries/153591"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrmfkxHAuBI/AAAAAAAAAco/AqkNNfQKygc/s320/articulate-animals.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384510283504990226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom's work is doing this big thing to celebrate writing and they made this huge National Gallery of Writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I got to thinking about how many of my animal friends write through blogs and Twitter and Facebook.  So I asked if I could help...and guess what!  I'm now in charge of the &lt;a href="http://www.galleryofwriting.org/galleries/153591"&gt;Articulate Animals part of the National Gallery of Writing&lt;/a&gt;!  Cool, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This way I get to help celebrate all of my animal friends' writing.  I also get to help Mom's work which is good because that's how we get money for doggie food and cookies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So will you help me out and &lt;a href="http://www.galleryofwriting.org/galleries/153591"&gt;submit something to Articulate Animals&lt;/a&gt;? It can be anything, as long as it's written by an animal.  Submit a link to your favorite blog post or tweet.  Submit a poem or a narrative (I have no idea what that is but Mom said to write it).  Anything animal goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Update:  &lt;/span&gt;I got some great questions about my gallery, so I wroted about them in another post.  &lt;a href="http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/10/belle-submitted-to-my-gallery-of.html"&gt;Click here for that info&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-7119584629994291542?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/7119584629994291542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=7119584629994291542' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/7119584629994291542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/7119584629994291542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/09/articulate-animals.html' title='Articulate Animals'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrmfkxHAuBI/AAAAAAAAAco/AqkNNfQKygc/s72-c/articulate-animals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-5454957069497638042</id><published>2009-09-18T22:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:58:09.107-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squeaky toy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skunk'/><title type='text'>R.I.P. Squeaky Skunk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's a sad, sad day.  The squeakers in my Squeaky Skunk died.  I broke one of them a while ago, but the second one was still squeaking good.  Sadly, it squeaked it's last squeak tonight.  Now both of the squeakers are broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Squeaky Skunk no longer squeaks.  I'm very sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom said she'd try to see if she could get new squeakers and do surgery.  I'm not holding out much hope, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;R.I.P., my favorite toy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SkLhoOuV40I/AAAAAAAAAUE/3QQ-B6jq57U/s1600-h/skunk6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351087388533056322" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SkLhoOuV40I/AAAAAAAAAUE/3QQ-B6jq57U/s320/skunk6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-5454957069497638042?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/5454957069497638042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=5454957069497638042' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/5454957069497638042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/5454957069497638042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/09/rip-squeaky-skunk.html' title='R.I.P. Squeaky Skunk'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SkLhoOuV40I/AAAAAAAAAUE/3QQ-B6jq57U/s72-c/skunk6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-2282665403187996133</id><published>2009-09-16T20:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T20:19:20.836-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog walking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Stuff at the Pond</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mom and I walked around the pond tonight. She didn't want to 'cause of her allergies but I begged and begged and tugged and tugged.  She finally caved and let me go that direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Funniest thing happened when Mom and I were walking.  We met a doggie who was just a bit smaller than me and you know what the doggie's name was?  Chicken!  I couldn't believe it.  The doggie was named Chicken.  That's so silly!  I was, of course, scared of the doggie and I hid behind Mom each time Chicken tried to say "hi" to me.  Mom said that Chicken wasn't a chicken but I was.  Whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goose Update:  &lt;/span&gt;I was surprised that the honkers were quiet tonight.  Only one honking incident when we were walking.  Looks like they stopped all of that pooping on my sidewalk, too.  It's about time!  Those crazy geese were making such a mess over there!  I don't think as many of them are living on my pond anymore, so maybe that has something to do with the quiet night and lack of poo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-2282665403187996133?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/2282665403187996133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=2282665403187996133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/2282665403187996133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/2282665403187996133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/09/stuff-at-pond.html' title='Stuff at the Pond'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-3530372672390903386</id><published>2009-09-15T20:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:22:40.028-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postcard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><title type='text'>I Got Mail!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You know what the mailman brought today? A postcard just for me! My friend &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/tweetypie54"&gt;Tweetypie from Twitter&lt;/a&gt; sent it to me. Tweetypie lives in a place called Arkansas. Mom says it's far away from where we live. Tweetypie and I both wanted to get mail, and we wanted to see where each other lived, too. So we exchanged cards. I think that's pretty cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Here are some pictures of me posing with my mail and giving it a good look-over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrA9PVzA0YI/AAAAAAAAAcg/eXaNmIAwkRY/s1600-h/postcard2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381868888466182530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrA9PVzA0YI/AAAAAAAAAcg/eXaNmIAwkRY/s320/postcard2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrA9O9REcVI/AAAAAAAAAcY/0PE8onr5Jy4/s1600-h/postcard1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381868881881362770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrA9O9REcVI/AAAAAAAAAcY/0PE8onr5Jy4/s320/postcard1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-3530372672390903386?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/3530372672390903386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=3530372672390903386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/3530372672390903386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/3530372672390903386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-got-mail.html' title='I Got Mail!'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SrA9PVzA0YI/AAAAAAAAAcg/eXaNmIAwkRY/s72-c/postcard2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-7100255147635002779</id><published>2009-09-15T19:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:07:20.522-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Puppy Poetry: I Love Meat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, how I love bacon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The flavor can’t be mistaken!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, what a joy is chicken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It causes my pulse to quicken!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, to savor some turkey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As drumstick, breast, or jerky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, the bliss of beef.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The taste’s beyond belief!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, what a treasure is ham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It’s just as great as lamb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can keep your fruits...y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;our veggies I abhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They’re simply not for me,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;‘cause I’m a carnivore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-7100255147635002779?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/7100255147635002779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=7100255147635002779' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/7100255147635002779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/7100255147635002779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/09/puppy-poetry-i-love-meat.html' title='Puppy Poetry: I Love Meat!'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-5016818778001904961</id><published>2009-09-14T17:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T17:47:01.289-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PawPawty'/><title type='text'>Party Costumes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I told you all about the Paw Pawtys that my friends on Twitter have.  What I didn't tell you is that we all have cool costumes for the parties, too.  We make special outfits just to fit the party themes.  Want to see mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my outfit for the August Paw Pawty with the Woodstock theme:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sq7Hnjh8L8I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/TO2wph-YIR8/s1600-h/woodstock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 311px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sq7Hnjh8L8I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/TO2wph-YIR8/s320/woodstock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381458087120744386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we just had Chick Fest last weekend with a 1950s theme.  So here's what I wore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sq7Hm3jy9MI/AAAAAAAAAcI/SS6cXCJglSM/s1600-h/chickfest2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sq7Hm3jy9MI/AAAAAAAAAcI/SS6cXCJglSM/s320/chickfest2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381458075317368002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty cool, huh?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-5016818778001904961?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/5016818778001904961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=5016818778001904961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/5016818778001904961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/5016818778001904961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/09/party-costumes.html' title='Party Costumes'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sq7Hnjh8L8I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/TO2wph-YIR8/s72-c/woodstock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-68109127264927142</id><published>2009-09-14T17:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T17:39:54.537-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farmer&apos;s market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog walking'/><title type='text'>Updates on Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm not so mad at my Mom anymore.  She took me to the Farmer's Market this weekend and we had a nice, lazy weekend together.  Those are the best!  I love that market, too.  I got a little over-heated there this time, though, and Mom felt horrible about that.  Worked well for me in the end because Mom felt so bad.  That meant extra loving for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the record, the honkers (a.k.a. geese) are still flying over our parking lot all of the time.  Mom said we're just lucky they haven't pooped on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-68109127264927142?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/68109127264927142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=68109127264927142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/68109127264927142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/68109127264927142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/09/updates-on-stuff.html' title='Updates on Stuff'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-5997212620662515652</id><published>2009-09-10T20:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:05:57.150-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squeaky toy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><title type='text'>Mom's in Trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm pretty upset with Mom right now.  Yesterday she worked all day, and then came home to see me.  That's normal.  But you know what she did then?  She rushed me through my walk and she LEFT again!  That's totally uncalled for.  She doesn't have school anymore, so she shouldn't be doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hungry.  I wanted some petting.  I needed a good ear scratching, and the evening is my time to play with my squeaky skunk.  But noooooo.  She just rushed home, took me out to potty, and then put me right back in my crate!  She didn't come home again until it was dark out, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...this was just the icing on the carob cake...  She smelled like FRENCH FRIES when she came home again.  Did she give me any?  Nooooo.  I'm guessing she ate them all by herself and refused to share.  That should be illegal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not a happy puppy.  I'm working on getting back at her.  Tonight when she tried to make a phone call, I got out my loudest squeaky toy and just squeaked away!  Take that, you mean Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-5997212620662515652?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/5997212620662515652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=5997212620662515652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/5997212620662515652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/5997212620662515652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/09/moms-in-trouble.html' title='Mom&apos;s in Trouble'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-131987626866653088</id><published>2009-09-10T19:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:00:15.156-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog walking'/><title type='text'>More Goose News</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mom hasn't taken me to my pond lately 'cause she says she has bad allergies.  So, I haven't been over there to check on those geese.  I can tell you, though, that there are still lots and lots of geeses over there.  You know how I know?  I hear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those things are the loudest honkers.  I think that's all they do, too, besides swim and poop.  Almost every time Mom and I are outside, I hear them honking.  Lots of the time, they're flying around over the top of us in our parking lot.  Honk, honk, honk!  I think we should change their name from "geese" to "honkers."  Honk, honk, honk!  We need to figure out a way to put a volume control on those guys so they're not so loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they need to start picking up their poop.  I'm tired of stepping in it on my sidewalk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-131987626866653088?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/131987626866653088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=131987626866653088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/131987626866653088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/131987626866653088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-goose-news.html' title='More Goose News'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-6615898023571379109</id><published>2009-09-03T21:30:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:39:49.349-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ducks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog walking'/><title type='text'>Goose Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom and I walked around the pond again tonight.  All of the bazillion geeses are STILL over there.  This time they were all just floating around on the water, though. They weren't acting all crazy like they were last night.  I think their party must have been done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the geese were quieter, but they still haven't picked up all of that messy poop that they left on my sidewalk.  My Mom picks up my poop.  Why don't the geeses' moms pick of theirs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh -- we saw some duckies tonight, too.  They were walking by the sidewalk.  I didn't want to scare 'em, so I just acted like I didn't see them.  I think they still got a little scared, though. They were quacking at me.  I just kept on walking and sniffing the grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-6615898023571379109?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/6615898023571379109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=6615898023571379109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6615898023571379109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6615898023571379109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/09/goose-update.html' title='Goose Update'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-3146290578470230930</id><published>2009-09-01T21:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:35:27.928-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog walking'/><title type='text'>The Geese Are Crazy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom and I walked around the pond tonight. I decided that we could. I've been refusing to walk over there for a while just 'cause I didn't feel like it. I was bored with my pond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, when we were there tonight, the geese were going crazy. There were a bazillion of them -- lots more than usual. And they were flapping and flying and swimming around all over the place. They were SO loud, too. HONK HONK HONK! (Just like that.) I think maybe the normal geeses were having a party or something and they invited all of their friend geeses over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then, all of the geeses just flew off to one of the other ponds. It was funny 'cause all of the sudden, they were gone. I guess their party got busted. They left some duckies behind, though, so then the duckies were quacking up a storm -- probably happy that the geese all left and they had the pond to themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Even after the geese left, I could sure tell that lots of them had been at my pond. They really need to start cleaning up after themselves...or to stop going potty on my sidewalk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-3146290578470230930?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/3146290578470230930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=3146290578470230930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/3146290578470230930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/3146290578470230930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/09/geese-are-crazy.html' title='The Geese Are Crazy!'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-3523052502738007170</id><published>2009-08-31T21:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:17:18.523-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sekurity Report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sekurity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PawPawty'/><title type='text'>What's a PawPawty?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some of you might be confused by my last post -- the Sekurity Report for the PawPawty. Let me explain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom let me set up &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/lexiloudog"&gt;my very own Twitter account&lt;/a&gt;, and I've met hundreds of doggies and kitties and teddy bears and hedge hogs and guinea pigs and squirrels and pigeons and all sorts of other animals from all over the world. Once a month, all of my anipals (animal friends) have a big party. They call it a "paw pawty" because, well, most of us have paws...obviously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a PawPawty is an online party were everyone chats through Twitter and plays along with the party theme. There's an optional cover charge for the party, and the money goes to whichever animal charity we're supporting that month. This month we raised over $1,300!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The PawPawty Sekurity Team stands by in case anyone needs help during the party. And this month, I joined the Sekurity Team! (Don't laugh.) I kept track of all of the sekurity-related events at the party. I'm the official Dokumentation Officer for the Sekurity Team. Not bad for a skittish little doggie, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-3523052502738007170?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/3523052502738007170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=3523052502738007170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/3523052502738007170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/3523052502738007170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-pawpawty.html' title='What&apos;s a PawPawty?'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-6365776926514469544</id><published>2009-08-30T23:13:00.024-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:21:43.559-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sekurity Report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sekurity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PawPawty'/><title type='text'>Sekurity Report:  August 2009 PawPawty</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: arial"&gt;The August 2009 PawPawty was held August 28 and 29 with a Woodstock theme. The PawPawty Sekurity Team included:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto" cellspacing="15" valign="top"&gt;&lt;tbody style="FONT-FAMILY: arial"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375983108736430146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SptUJ3q8MEI/AAAAAAAAAcA/0rQTNKABiAg/s200/snick.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Snick_the_Dog"&gt;Captain Snickers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375983102350905730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SptUJf4g0YI/AAAAAAAAAb4/5A_g61X7rsM/s200/shawnee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://www.twitter.com/ShawneeShep"&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375982961138912178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SptUBR08y7I/AAAAAAAAAbg/la3YHBLNiYc/s200/frostydew.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://twitter.com/treehuggingpets"&gt;Officers Frosty and Dew&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375982955440222482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SptUA8mRsRI/AAAAAAAAAbY/KLIvAp-eS6k/s200/cleo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://twitter.com/mizCleo"&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375982945007868274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SptUAVvAmXI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/XRuFJkI5InU/s200/brutus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://twitter.com/brutusthedane"&gt;Officer Brutus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375982936306691346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SptT_1UfLRI/AAAAAAAAAbI/3Z6VwcGpQgM/s200/annie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://twitter.com/BloodhoundNdots"&gt;Officer Annie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375983090468598898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SptUIznjNHI/AAAAAAAAAbw/uIrreexn3Pw/s200/morris.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://twitter.com/morriscat"&gt;Officer Morris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375982971272397138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SptUB3k9gVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/AqtxBRTfDsk/s200/lexi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://twitter.com/lexiloudog"&gt;Dokumentation Officer Lexi-Lou&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Official Sekurity Report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellspacing="3" cellpadding="3" width="100%" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr width="100%"&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officers Frosty &amp;amp; Dew reporting in for duty! Let's get this #pawpawty started!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;We're kicking off by remembering our anipals who couldn't be with us today.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:05 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity is raising a (non-alcoholic) glass and toasting to our pals across the bridge. *cheers*&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:18 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Frosty reports all is going well. No incidents. Everyone playing nicely. Lots of celebrating! Great start to #pawpawty.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:30 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Frosty reports: &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/MissBusyBiz/status/3608176257"&gt;http://twitter.com/MissBusyBiz/status/3608176257&lt;/a&gt; but I think we got it under control. That was close!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:58 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Dew made made sure everyone knew about the &lt;a href="http://www.twitpic.com/flc9l"&gt;correct potty areas&lt;/a&gt; so we can keep everything clean and tidy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Frosty is getting distracted by all the cute doggies!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:05 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Dew reports that everyone is happy and drinking themselves silly! So far a complete success!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:06 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers reports: our new #pawpawty Sekurity Officers Frosty and Dew are doing an EXCELLENT job!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:11 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Frosty made a &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/treehuggingpets/status/3609014312"&gt;sekurity announcement&lt;/a&gt; regarding safe pawtying&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:25 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Dew has checked in on most of the kitties who are enjoying catnip bubbles and kitty-tails. All is meowrific!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:32 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officers Frosty &amp;amp; Dew are circling the trip tent. Everything seems to be in order so far.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;SEKURITY BULLETIN: Sergeant Shawnee Shep on duty for the next two hours - be sure to contact sekurity with issues.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity might want to check in on &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Dunkin_the_Cat"&gt;@Dunkin_the_Cat&lt;/a&gt; - too many kitty-tails were consumed.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:10 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep reports that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Dunkin_the_Cat"&gt;@Dunkin_the_Cat&lt;/a&gt; might have had too many niptinis and asked that the bus keys be handed over for safety.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:15 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep: Checking on &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Dunkin_the_Cat"&gt;@Dunkin_the_Cat&lt;/a&gt;, but thinks he passed out behind the stage.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:17 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep: Note that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Gabby_da_Tabby"&gt;@Gabby_da_Tabby&lt;/a&gt; having issues with poop and gas (spelling/reading it, not actual poop and gas).&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:20 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;SEKURITY REMINDER - PUBLIK SERVIS ANNOUNSMENT: See &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/fleus"&gt;http://twitpic.com/fleus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:20 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ShawneeShep/status/3610372787"&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep investigated&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/bdgrlaw"&gt;@bdgrlaw&lt;/a&gt; for slipping something in &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Dunkin_the_Cat"&gt;@Dunkin_the_Cat&lt;/a&gt;'s drink. Accusation denied.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:25 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Trouble reported with &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/indykitty"&gt;@indykitty&lt;/a&gt; who placed catnip on Sergeant Shawnee Shep and also ran around nakey, nakey. Sergeant reminded &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/indykitty"&gt;@indykitty&lt;/a&gt; that nekkid animals is o.k….just no nekkid humans.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:40 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep advises &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/CJdoggirl"&gt;@CJdoggirl&lt;/a&gt; to not tweet while driving to #pawpawty with &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/catbirddog"&gt;@catbirddog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:45 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep informs &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Dunkin_the_Cat"&gt;@Dunkin_the_Cat&lt;/a&gt; that investigation revealed all of the drinks is spiked, and not just those consumed by Dunkin.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:52 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep suspects foul play with illegal nip.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:55 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;SEKURITY BULLETIN: Let officer on dooty noes if &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/fm0cg"&gt;this kittey&lt;/a&gt; is spotted he was standing next to &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Dunkin_the_cat"&gt;@Dunkin_the_Cat&lt;/a&gt;. Those is some dialated pupils! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep reports that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/indykitty"&gt;@indykitty&lt;/a&gt; confessed to the drink spiking: "*laughs* I spiked the punch. I spiked the smoothies. I spiked you!"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:02 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep confiscates &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://twitpic.com/fm1rm"&gt;http://www.blogger.com/%20http://twitpic.com/fm1rm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:05 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;SEKURITY ALERT: Please be on the lookout for &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MissBusyBiz"&gt;@MissBusyBiz&lt;/a&gt;'s dollie wot is missing.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:12 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;MISSING DOLLY APB: fuzzy with a mustard stain from a food fight and one foot got into the mud - she comes to "Dollie."&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:20 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep reports that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/indykitty"&gt;@indykitty&lt;/a&gt; has seen the error if his ways and &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/indykitty/status/3611521459"&gt;wants all to say no to nip&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:23 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sekurity advises &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/SwtGeorgiaBrwn"&gt;@SwtGeorgiaBrwn&lt;/a&gt; that wet fur contest with water pistol is OK as long as it is concenshual.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:25 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Shawnee Shep investigated &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Pandafur"&gt;@Pandafur&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Pandafur/status/3611653024"&gt;illegal nip, but it was o.k. nip&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:28 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/fm672"&gt;Report came in of a possible Dollie sighting&lt;/a&gt;. Turned out to not be the Dollie, and suspekt was released but not allowed to stay at #pawpawty 'cause too skeery!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:35 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/SwtGeorgiaBrwn"&gt;@SwtGeorgiaBrwn&lt;/a&gt; voluntarily surrendered for shooting &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Hellahedgie"&gt;@Hellahedgie&lt;/a&gt; with a water gun; sekurity officer told her not illegal.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:40 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;MISSING DOLLIE APB: The &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/fjlmu"&gt;dollie up front in this picture&lt;/a&gt; is the dollie wot &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MissBusyBiz"&gt;@MissBusyBiz&lt;/a&gt; is missing&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;5:55 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Per &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MissBusyBiz"&gt;@MissBusyBiz&lt;/a&gt;, she found Dollie under a blanket with a Teddy Bear. Brother Mac wil take Dollie home. Requested that sekurity talk to Teddy about the incident.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;6:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus begins his shift; Sergeant Shawnee Shep remains in case assistance is needed.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/SwtGeorgiaBrwn"&gt;@SwtGeorgiaBrwn&lt;/a&gt; was told wet fur contest wif water pistol OK as long as consenshual but keep eye on her, getting a little wild. Confiskated &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/indykitty"&gt;@indykitty&lt;/a&gt;‘s illegal nip stash; he has now seen the error of his ways &amp;amp; says to all say no to nip. &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MissBusyBiz"&gt;@MissBusyBiz&lt;/a&gt;‘s dollie has been founded and has been sent home so she not get losted again.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;6:05 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep reports that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/SwtGeorgiaBrwn"&gt;@SwtGeorgiaBrwn&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/CrewPack"&gt;@CrewPack&lt;/a&gt; has handed in water pistols so no longer an issue.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;6:30 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus confiscates baggie of green stinky material ("nip") from &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/FestusLittleMan"&gt;@FestusLittleMan&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus investigates report from &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Dunkin_The_Cat"&gt;@Dunkin_The_Cat&lt;/a&gt; of a streaker. &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/fmn72"&gt;Photo proof&lt;/a&gt; is available.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:30 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Streaker has been identified as hairless cat. Asked to put on a Woodstock outfit to blend in more.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers reports for dooty.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Asked streaker to put on clothes. Confiscated baggies from several smokers (nip, pot, u know). Chased off spammer. It's been really quiet the last hour. Confiscated stuff locked up in sekurity office.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:10 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers reminds #pawpawty of &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Snick_the_Dog/statuses/3501427504"&gt;rule on nekkidness&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:24 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;SEKURITY ALERT: &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MissBusyBiz"&gt;@MissBusyBiz&lt;/a&gt; spotted a kitty stuck in the rafters. Please keep an eye out so you don't get felled on.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:35 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers confirmed &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/fmz0i"&gt;the location of the kitty&lt;/a&gt; and put out a bulletin asking for help from any of the kitten's friends to help talk him down.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:36 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Brutus, still at PawPawty, received request from &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/SydPie"&gt;@SydPie&lt;/a&gt; to locate lost ID (collar). Brutus found it on dance floor and returned it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:40 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MissBusyBiz"&gt;@MissBusyBiz&lt;/a&gt; reported a rear-pinch while on the dance floor. Captain Snickers is keeping an eye out for any more bad behavior. Advised &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MissBusyBiz"&gt;@MissBusyBiz&lt;/a&gt; to report any future problems.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers deputizes &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/wilsonbear"&gt;@wilsonbear&lt;/a&gt; so that he can step out of #pawpawty for a minute. (It's good to be the Captain.) Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo is also available to assist.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:04 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;SEKURITY BULLETIN: Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo and Deputy Wilson Bear in charge of sekurity.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:18 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Report came in from &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/HellaHedgie"&gt;@HellaHedgie&lt;/a&gt; of a spammer. Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo and Deputy Wilson Bear successfully blocked him. Made security announcement.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:28 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;SEKURITY BULLETIN: Captain Snickers back in charge of #pawpawty sekurity.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:30 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers reported bad #pawpawty spammer to Twitter. We got him!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:31 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Deputy Wilson Bear steps down from sekurity dooty. Great work for a first-time deputy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:32 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Captain Snickers, Officer Annie discuss plan to save kitty stuck in the rafters. Officer Brutus plans to throw a rope to the kitty. Dokumentation Officer Lexi-Lou asks Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo to use ninja skills to save kitty.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:47 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie arrived early for dooty but brought &lt;a href="http://www.twitpic.com/fn6m2"&gt;"special" brownies&lt;/a&gt;. Captain Snickers reminds her to not partake until after she's off dooty.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie reported early, so she was already updated on the situation. Captain Snickers reminded her and Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo to continue operations to rescue &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/fmz0i"&gt;the kitty in the rafters&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:55 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep, still helping while off dooty, reports reskoo mishun in progress by Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo. &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/fnbvn"&gt;See photo&lt;/a&gt; for all the action.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:04&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;SEKURITY BULLETIN: Officer Annie now in charge of sekurity. Captain Snickers signing off.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:05 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep reports: Tada! &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/fndaa"&gt;Reskoo mission suksesful&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:30 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Reports came in of dogs in trouble: &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/MugsyDog"&gt;@MugsyDog&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/fnh9b"&gt;http://twitpic.com/fnh9b&lt;/a&gt;), &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/LouPeb"&gt;@LouPeb&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/12i6u"&gt;http://twitpic.com/12i6u&lt;/a&gt;). Sergeant Shawnee Shep investigating if either had &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/fljh4"&gt;take-out meal&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:38 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie found &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=loec7V5Yhm0&amp;amp;NR=1&amp;amp;feature=fvwp"&gt;stoned kitties&lt;/a&gt;. Will monitor situation.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:09 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie asked &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/RockumSockum"&gt;@RockumSockum&lt;/a&gt; to close his legs after a &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/fnlyk"&gt;questionable picture surfaced (warning -- graphic content)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:25 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sergeant Shawnee Shep also reported some &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/fnpo9"&gt;photos of animals who enjoyed too much&lt;/a&gt; at #pawpawty.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:00 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie ends her shift. Note: &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;NO SEKURITY COVERAGE for the next 2 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:55 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris reports for sekurity dooty.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Handoff Report&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;None -- no sekurity coverage prior to Officer Morris's shift.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:33 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris promotes "groovy cake" and then wonders if sekurity should actually be doing that.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:38 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;SEKURITY BULLETIN: If anyone is feeling the effects of too much grooviness, &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/TheNibblor"&gt;@TheNibblor&lt;/a&gt; has set up tents and sleeping bags for you to chill out in.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:48 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;SEKURITY BULLETIN: Officer Morris reports that if anyone is NOT feeling chilled out and totally groovy, please speak to Sekurity. We can help ;)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;3:08 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morriscat advises @&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/henryandfriends"&gt;henryandfriends&lt;/a&gt; not to sip and skip at the same time, or you might spill your milk!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:01 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/morriscat/status/3621880775"&gt;Officer Morris reports himself&lt;/a&gt; for breaking into the sekurity strongroom and handing out the confiscated stash.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:03 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris reports: Heh heh... I am a BAD security officer ;)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;4:14 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Morris's shift is over. Note: &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;NO SEKURITY COVERAGE for the next 4 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:48 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo reports for early dooty because of lack of sekurity coverage.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;None -- no sekurity coverage prior to Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo signing in.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;7:57 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo reports that the bar is still open, but you have to serve uself because the bartender is passed out!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;8:26 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie reports in for dooty late. The smoke at #pawpawty during her last shift &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/BloodhoundNdots/status/3624108658"&gt;caused sleep-in problems&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;It was pretty quiet. &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/scully_cat"&gt;@scully_cat&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/simonelechat"&gt;@simonelechat&lt;/a&gt; are now mixing drinks, Officer Morris is Djing (off dooty).&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:08 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie reports night-time rukus: &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/ConfuciusCat"&gt;@ConfuciusCat&lt;/a&gt; got knocked into mosh pit and dumped in mudpile. &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/HellaHedgie"&gt;@HellaHedgie&lt;/a&gt; had lost his Speedos.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:15 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Speedos were reportedly found in &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/ConfuciusCat"&gt;@ConfuciusCat&lt;/a&gt;'s mouth after waking up in mud puddle.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:30 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie takes &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/RosieandCheeto"&gt;@RosieandCheeto&lt;/a&gt; to the recovery tent for a time out.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:39 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;SEKURITY BULLETIN: If &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/fp5c7"&gt;u playin in de mud&lt;/a&gt; please don't gits near de food till us clean up!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;9:55 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie gives &lt;a href="http://www.twitpic.com/dkd1k"&gt;official warning&lt;/a&gt; to streakers &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/CheshireK"&gt;@CheshireK&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/RosieandCheeto"&gt;@RosieandCheeto&lt;/a&gt;. Then caught streakers and made them put fur/feathers back on.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:26 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Annie gives official warning to &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/SirFudgeEsq"&gt;@SirFudgeEsq&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;10:51 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Frosty &amp;amp; Dew report for dooty late because they had to take a kitty to the vet.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;It wuz perty quiet!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:05 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;SEKURITY BULLETIN: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/fjux1"&gt;http://twitpic.com/fjux1&lt;/a&gt; - on their first date.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:07 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officers Frosty &amp;amp; Dew report that #pawpawty raised over $1000! The internets is awesome!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:10 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officers Frosty &amp;amp; Dew report: We've got a crowd of hula hoopers getting down and having fun.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:15 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officer Dew needs to clean up after Officer Frosty. Thinks someone slipped him a laced brownie. Limited sekurity coverage until Officer Frosty is over the brownie.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:52 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;SEKURITY BULLETIN: Don't drink too much coffee! It can have &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/fpk6b"&gt;crazy side effects&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;11:55 a.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Friendly Sekurity Reminder: no name calling, no tail swatting, no teeth gnarling. we all fwiends! Have fun and be safe!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:00 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officers Frosty and Dew report that they just saved a poor kitty from an illegal puppy maneuver. &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/fplwn"&gt;Be on the look out for that one&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:24 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo reported for dooty&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Handoff Report:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Watch out for the puppy that sits on kittys.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:29 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Officers Frosty &amp;amp; Dew sign off sekurity dooty! "Thank you all for playing nicely &amp;amp; making our job easy! Pawty on! Peace out!"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:32 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Report comes in that &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/LadyBonessa"&gt;@LadyBonessa&lt;/a&gt; jumped in the lake but can't swim.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:35 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;SEKURITY BULLETIN: Resku mishun underway! &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/HankTheDoggy"&gt;@HankTheDoggy&lt;/a&gt; assisted &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/LadyBonessa"&gt;@LadyBonessa&lt;/a&gt; out of the lake. Sekurity will continue to moniter.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;12:38 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Reports come in that &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/fprc6"&gt;cats like beer&lt;/a&gt;! Sekurity will monitor closely!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;1:15 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo reports that the crowd this morning was pretty tame, mostly toast and coffee, some smoothies. Last night was wild!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:07 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;SEKURITY BULLETIN: CONGRATS FRIENDS! &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;PawPawty raised $1281 for TEARS! (+ checks are coming)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:09 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo reports that we had a successfull #pawpawty! Advises everyone to have a safe trip home! Inform sekurity if you needs a cab, Ninja Strike Force leader MizCleo gots 'em lined up fur our partygoers!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="125"&gt;2:22 p.m.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Ninja Strike Force Leader MizCleo signs off! "Have a fabulous day friends! Fank u so much for ur friendship, donashuns, and participation!"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: arial; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The August 2009 PawPawty Sekurity Team thanks all anipals for participating and having such a great PawPawty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-6365776926514469544?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/6365776926514469544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=6365776926514469544' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6365776926514469544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6365776926514469544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/08/sekurity-report-august-2009-pawpawty.html' title='Sekurity Report:  August 2009 PawPawty'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SptUJ3q8MEI/AAAAAAAAAcA/0rQTNKABiAg/s72-c/snick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-6622688197166442481</id><published>2009-08-27T09:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T09:54:02.928-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog food'/><title type='text'>Oopsie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Last night Mom was on the floor with me, givin' me some good petting and loving.  She started scratching my ears (ain't nothing better!) and her face was right down by my little face.  She was talking to me and we were practically nose to nose.  You know what I did?  I burped.  And I had just eated some of my canned doggie food, too, so it was a good puppy burp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was SO funny.  Mom was not amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-6622688197166442481?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/6622688197166442481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=6622688197166442481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6622688197166442481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6622688197166442481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/08/oopsie.html' title='Oopsie...'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-171054505941545683</id><published>2009-08-24T21:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:08:06.650-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog food'/><title type='text'>Dry Doggie Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tonight I decided to take a walk on the wild side and I ate some of my dry doggie food.  That stuff just sits there on my food mat all of the time.  I always refuse to touch it.  See...Mom gives me some doggie food from a can, and I like that better, so I never eat the dry stuff.  I just make Mom give me more canned food when I'm hungry.  Got her well trained!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tonight I got a little adventurous, and a bit too hungry, and I eated the dry stuff.  You should have seen the look on Mom's face!  She was SO surprised.  She even got me more of the dry stuff out.  She was so happy that I ate the first bit that I just decided to eat the new pieces of dry food, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll just be eatin' my canned stuff again, though.  Don't want to make a habit of the icky, dry food or Mom won't keep getting the canned food for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-171054505941545683?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/171054505941545683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=171054505941545683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/171054505941545683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/171054505941545683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/08/dry-doggie-food.html' title='Dry Doggie Food'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-5952578754145003268</id><published>2009-08-20T20:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:22:18.554-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meadowbrook Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog walking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='park'/><title type='text'>The Big, Big Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mom wasn't very happy with me today 'cause I kept her up in the night.  I thought she would be scared of those thunder booms like I was.  I guess she wasn't.  Oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, she couldn't have been too upset with me 'cause tonight she had a special treat for me.  We went to the big, big park!  We never go there 'cause we have to drive there in our car.  My pond is right by our house, so that's lots closer.  But tonight I got to go to the big park.  Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big park has grass that's taller than my Mom.  Nice sidewalks to walk on, too, through all the trees and tall grass.  Mom said there are sculptures for peoples to look at, but those don't really matter to me.  I had my eyes on the grass and the trees.  I loved all of the cool smells.  I sniffed everything, too.  My kept saying, "Do you really have to sniff every tree?!" and I would just keep on sniffing!  I had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for a long walk in the big park and it was getting dark out by the time we got back to our car.  I was pretty tired when we got home, but I sure had fun at the big park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-5952578754145003268?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/5952578754145003268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=5952578754145003268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/5952578754145003268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/5952578754145003268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/08/big-big-park.html' title='The Big, Big Park'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-6279008411684354448</id><published>2009-08-19T18:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T19:00:38.614-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog walking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puddle'/><title type='text'>Yeah for My Pond!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mom took me for a walk around the pond tonight!  We haven't done that since I had my icky seizure over there a couple of weeks ago.  Mom was scared 'cause she didn't think I should walk very far.  I missed the pond, though.  I had SO much stuff to sniff tonight!  I made sure I checked out every tree -- even the ones that I don't normally sniff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My cool puddle was back, too, 'cause it rained today.  I was nice to Mom, though, and I walked around it like a good girl.  She was so happy.  I did wipe my feets in lots of mud, though.  That didn't make Mom so happy.  A doggie can only do so much, though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-6279008411684354448?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/6279008411684354448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=6279008411684354448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6279008411684354448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/6279008411684354448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/08/yeah-for-my-pond.html' title='Yeah for My Pond!'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-3033675447437001095</id><published>2009-08-12T19:08:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T19:18:01.171-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squeaky toy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tick'/><title type='text'>Tick Attack!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hate ticks.  They're these nasty little buggies and they pinch!  I had two of them get on me two or three summers ago.  Icky, icky, icky!  But just take a look at the HUGE tick that Mom found on my back tonight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SoNaJHgY7NI/AAAAAAAAAY8/9XG5KudEiDY/s1600-h/top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SoNaJHgY7NI/AAAAAAAAAY8/9XG5KudEiDY/s320/top.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369234293435985106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isn't that silly?!  Mom found a new doggie toy for me that looks like a tick!  It says "tick" on its back and "pinch me" on its tummy.  I thought that was funny.  So did Mom...obviously...  So after Mom got done taking pictures of my new tick toy on my back, I attacked it.  Take THAT, you icky tick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SoNaIHFbypI/AAAAAAAAAYs/rSWAoQAcvRI/s1600-h/attack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SoNaIHFbypI/AAAAAAAAAYs/rSWAoQAcvRI/s320/attack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369234276143057554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then I decided to pose nice for Mom again.  I'm such a good puppy dog.  (And Mom gives me cookies when I pose!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SoNaIg7Mn2I/AAAAAAAAAY0/K7ntInd8LNs/s1600-h/tick1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SoNaIg7Mn2I/AAAAAAAAAY0/K7ntInd8LNs/s320/tick1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369234283079442274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-3033675447437001095?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/3033675447437001095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=3033675447437001095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/3033675447437001095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/3033675447437001095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/08/tick-attack.html' title='Tick Attack!!!'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SoNaJHgY7NI/AAAAAAAAAY8/9XG5KudEiDY/s72-c/top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-8935382062472652923</id><published>2009-08-11T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:51:38.728-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='name'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Puppy Poetry:  My Name Is Lexi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mom calls me “silly goose.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have no idea why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I haven’t a single feather,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nor do I ever fly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes she calls me “Lexus.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That’s closer to my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I’m doggie, not a car,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So that seems a little lame!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;“Stink Pot” is another one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I don’t take offense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’m really not a “pot,”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But the “stink” sure makes sense!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’m “Solid Gold Doggie”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I go to the vet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But Mom says I’m worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(I’m a cute, expensive pet!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;“Pumpkin Head” is the newest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the strangest name by far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’m nothing like a squash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(My Mom is so bizarre!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;“Little Love” is my favorite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the truest, you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;‘Cause I’m definitely little,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And Mom sure loves me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-8935382062472652923?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/8935382062472652923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=8935382062472652923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/8935382062472652923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/8935382062472652923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/08/puppy-poetry-my-name-is-lexi.html' title='Puppy Poetry:  My Name Is Lexi'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-5378829525610237681</id><published>2009-08-09T20:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T21:19:55.753-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blanket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digging'/><title type='text'>Diggin' to China</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's important to get my blankies just right for napping, and that takes some work. I usually have to dig around for a while. Mom said that sometimes I really go crazy with my digging. Heck, I'm a DOG. I'm supposed to dig! Anyways, she said that I'm going to dig to China soon, though. I have no idea what that means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Here are some pictures of me diggin' away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sn-DHOg4X1I/AAAAAAAAAYk/KIHKl5oUaXc/s1600-h/posing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368153441027252050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sn-DHOg4X1I/AAAAAAAAAYk/KIHKl5oUaXc/s320/posing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sn-DG4_PVGI/AAAAAAAAAYc/OJLVcCmchV8/s1600-h/covered.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368153435249005666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sn-DG4_PVGI/AAAAAAAAAYc/OJLVcCmchV8/s320/covered.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sn-DG2L-fyI/AAAAAAAAAYU/n1WqPOHeL34/s1600-h/digger3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368153434497122082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sn-DG2L-fyI/AAAAAAAAAYU/n1WqPOHeL34/s320/digger3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sn-DGqxz31I/AAAAAAAAAYM/4LVWdQzYZ7k/s1600-h/digger2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368153431434583890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sn-DGqxz31I/AAAAAAAAAYM/4LVWdQzYZ7k/s320/digger2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sn-DGWfFISI/AAAAAAAAAYE/WIpipmIsUAk/s1600-h/digger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368153425987313954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sn-DGWfFISI/AAAAAAAAAYE/WIpipmIsUAk/s320/digger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And the final result -- a good nap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sn-CesR3PXI/AAAAAAAAAX8/OO2FI6ouRh8/s1600-h/sleepy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368152744642690418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sn-CesR3PXI/AAAAAAAAAX8/OO2FI6ouRh8/s320/sleepy2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sn-CefpQo6I/AAAAAAAAAX0/K0hj_zNEbj0/s1600-h/sleepy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368152741251163042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sn-CefpQo6I/AAAAAAAAAX0/K0hj_zNEbj0/s320/sleepy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-5378829525610237681?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/5378829525610237681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=5378829525610237681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/5378829525610237681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/5378829525610237681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/08/diggin-to-china.html' title='Diggin&apos; to China'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/Sn-DHOg4X1I/AAAAAAAAAYk/KIHKl5oUaXc/s72-c/posing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-2620261092413737227</id><published>2009-08-04T18:56:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T19:40:56.424-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma and Grandpa&apos;s house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma and Grandpa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hoss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog-sitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dakota'/><title type='text'>Dog-Sitting My Cousin Dakota</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SnjLJUxBb4I/AAAAAAAAAXE/kqMCbqYcpR0/s1600-h/dakota.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366262317065531266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SnjLJUxBb4I/AAAAAAAAAXE/kqMCbqYcpR0/s320/dakota.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; This is my cousin Dakota. Uncle Matt and Aunt Kiana asked Mom and I to dog-sit for them last weekend, so Mom and I stayed with Dakota at their house. We've dog-sat before, but it had been a while. I forgotted what it was like to have a big doggy around a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dakota is a silly, silly boy. You know what he did when we got to the house? He actually peed on my Mom! He was a little scared, I think, 'cause he didn't recognize us. He was probably missing his family, too. So when we got there and Mom went to pet him, he peed on her leg. Then he did it again and got Mom's other leg! Almost peed on her another time, but Mom jumped out of the way in time. I couldn't believe he did that. (It was a little funny, though.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He sure liked sniffing me. All weekend long, he sniffed and sniffed my booty. I don't think he sees little doggies very much or something. I snipped at him once. I was just tired of the sniffing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And he tried to steal my Mom just like Hossy does, too. Dakota kept sitting between Mom and me all weekend so that she couldn't pet me. He was actin' like he had to protect Mom from me, but that's just silly. I got jealous of him...but I think he was just jealous of me, too. At night-night time he jumped in the big bed with her. I just roamed around, checking out the house and stuff. I don't like big beds anyway. They're too high off the ground for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SnjLI2cpPNI/AAAAAAAAAW8/B5fhjlZvFzk/s1600-h/ball1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366262308926995666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SnjLI2cpPNI/AAAAAAAAAW8/B5fhjlZvFzk/s320/ball1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Dakota loves to play with balls. He has a little one that Mom threw for him lots and lots and he has this big one, too. Look at how he chomped a big hole in it from carrying it around! Anyway, Mom kept kicking this big ball for him and he'd chase it across the yard. They did that all weekend. While they were playing ball, I set off to explore the yard. Uncle Matt and Aunt Kiana have a really, really big yard with a fence around it. I had a LOT of stuff to check out and sniff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SnjLLYsSQxI/AAAAAAAAAXc/5A6RGnTPU6E/s1600-h/lou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366262352479142674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SnjLLYsSQxI/AAAAAAAAAXc/5A6RGnTPU6E/s320/lou.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Here's a picture of me checking stuff out while Mom and Dakota were playin' ball. Aunt Katie calls me a "free-range doggie" when I get to explore like this. (She said that when we were on our vacation in Galena. I did lots of exploring there.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SnjLWz-zugI/AAAAAAAAAXk/65vbmQMRODg/s1600-h/playground.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366262548783151618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SnjLWz-zugI/AAAAAAAAAXk/65vbmQMRODg/s320/playground.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Look at how brave I was this weekend! Can you see me in this picture, all of the way down by the slide? I was a long, long ways away from Mom but I wasn't scared!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SnjLXqPsBCI/AAAAAAAAAXs/xFckOiHSewg/s1600-h/side-by-side.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366262563349464098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SnjLXqPsBCI/AAAAAAAAAXs/xFckOiHSewg/s320/side-by-side.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Each day, Mom said that we needed to go out and get the paper and check the mail, so we headed down the long lane to do that. Dakota and I loved to run out there, too, but Mom got after us if we ran too fast towards the road. She didn't want any cars to get us. We didn't see any, though, so I think she's just a worry-wart.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SnjLKNoulBI/AAAAAAAAAXM/8-NUMjHRfUs/s1600-h/door.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366262332331562002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SnjLKNoulBI/AAAAAAAAAXM/8-NUMjHRfUs/s320/door.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; After we got the mail, Dakota and I had to wait for Mom to let us back in the house. I wanted to be first this time, so I jumped up on the porch before Dakota could get there!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SnjLKxC32DI/AAAAAAAAAXU/94HkwySioHs/s1600-h/grandmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366262341836462130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SnjLKxC32DI/AAAAAAAAAXU/94HkwySioHs/s320/grandmas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; We even went to Grandma and Grandpa's house while we were dog-sitting. I liked that. I got to ride in the front of the car like always, but Dakota had to ride in the back. My cousin Hoss was at Grandma's, too, so that was cool. I like Hossy, and Dakota and Hoss like to play together. That let me have some time with Mom -- since Dakota was playing with Hossy, he wasn't always stealing Mom from me. Mom took some pictures of all three of us in Grandma's backyard, but she didn't notice that Hossy was going poo when she did. (That's so funny!) So this picture is just Dakota and me. She wouldn't let me post the picture of Hossy going poo. He he he!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mom and Grandma thought it was cool that we had three doggy cousins together in one spot. We were only missing Pheebs. She's Uncle Mark and Aunt Kari's pug doggie. If Pheebs was there, we would have had all of the cousins together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyways, Dakota-sitting was cool 'cause I loved his big yard. I didn't like him stealing Mom from me, but that yard might just have been worth it for the weekend! I was really happy to get back home on Sunday. I walked in our door and then just fell asleep on my doggie bed in the living room. Mom said I didn't move for five hours!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706197457087090976-2620261092413737227?l=lexi-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/2620261092413737227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7706197457087090976&amp;postID=2620261092413737227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/2620261092413737227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706197457087090976/posts/default/2620261092413737227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lexi-dog.blogspot.com/2009/08/dog-sitting-my-cousin-dakota.html' title='Dog-Sitting My Cousin Dakota'/><author><name>Lexi-Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11859101702639148404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SuuqlLrOdOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xKgBgpEvYkg/S220/lexibig-cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njDjJvfoaGE/SnjLJUxBb4I/AAAAAAAAAXE/kqMCbqYcpR0/s72-c/dakota.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706197457087090976.post-378986245175935304</id><published>2009-07-28T19:28:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:36:27.689-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caring Hands Animal Hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dry eye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bladder infection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liver disease'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bladder stones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urinary tract infection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arthritis'/><title type='text'>Lots of News from the Doggie Doctor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom made me go pee-pee in a cup again last week. And earlier this week she took me to the vet and she LEFT ME THERE. I was not happy about that. They poked me and prodded me and took funny pictures of me called "x-rays."
