<?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-5983627831078335927</id><updated>2011-10-14T08:41:38.387-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddy Dawg &amp; Maxim Too</title><subtitle type='html'>Life from the view of an eyeless pup - and his BFF.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-4556188292695296220</id><published>2010-07-07T18:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T18:17:18.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday-Strollin' Along :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TDUY_bHz0rI/AAAAAAAAAXM/BUQjOted9rs/s1600/Dogs,+fun+and+stuff+129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TDUY_bHz0rI/AAAAAAAAAXM/BUQjOted9rs/s320/Dogs,+fun+and+stuff+129.JPG" /&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/5983627831078335927-4556188292695296220?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/4556188292695296220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/07/wordless-wednesday-strollin-along.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/4556188292695296220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/4556188292695296220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/07/wordless-wednesday-strollin-along.html' title='Wordless Wednesday-Strollin&apos; Along :)'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TDUY_bHz0rI/AAAAAAAAAXM/BUQjOted9rs/s72-c/Dogs,+fun+and+stuff+129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-8368855941092259099</id><published>2010-07-06T16:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T18:43:28.762-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The mom is calling all dog lovers - urgent! UPDATE - SAFE!!!</title><content type='html'>Miss Lily is safe, warm and loved in a foster home.&amp;nbsp; Thank you all for your thoughts, prayers, and especially a huge thank you to Stellaluna and her mom&amp;nbsp;for her cross-posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TDOrf0fWi7I/AAAAAAAAAXA/b0qSMOOEmBQ/s1600/lilydoggie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TDOrf0fWi7I/AAAAAAAAAXA/b0qSMOOEmBQ/s400/lilydoggie.jpg" width="400" /&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/5983627831078335927-8368855941092259099?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/8368855941092259099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/07/mom-is-calling-all-dog-lovers-urgent.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/8368855941092259099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/8368855941092259099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/07/mom-is-calling-all-dog-lovers-urgent.html' title='The mom is calling all dog lovers - urgent! UPDATE - SAFE!!!'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TDOrf0fWi7I/AAAAAAAAAXA/b0qSMOOEmBQ/s72-c/lilydoggie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-8729392823860756015</id><published>2010-06-25T17:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T17:27:31.348-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling to order the first meeting of Sh*t Eaters Anonymous</title><content type='html'>Hullo, my naym is Buddy an' I iz a sh*t eetur.&amp;nbsp; Iz been 2 howers sins my last snakkies on da poo.&amp;nbsp; ::&lt;em&gt;Hi Buddy::&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; Mom sed dis most delektabul treet iz not reely treet at all, iz most diskusting an' I bettur kwit.&amp;nbsp; Dis is why I joyn S.E.A.&amp;nbsp; I must brayk dis habit.&amp;nbsp; Furst step of S.E.A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; We admit that we are powerless over sh*t - that our lives have become unmaneageable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Well, dis is not all da way tru, see I liyks to eet da poo.&amp;nbsp; Da only stuffs wut is bettur is cheez.&amp;nbsp; Iz mom dat haz dis ishu.&amp;nbsp; Her iz alway say "Damnit Buddy, NO!"&amp;nbsp; "Buddy leave it."&amp;nbsp; Buddyyyyyyyyy -&amp;nbsp;eh eh eh."&amp;nbsp; "Drop.&amp;nbsp; Drooooop. DROP IT!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TCU60xJDnYI/AAAAAAAAAWw/QZQmko9V1_Q/s1600/Lickin%27+his+chops.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TCU60xJDnYI/AAAAAAAAAWw/QZQmko9V1_Q/s320/Lickin%27+his+chops.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MMMMM, poo!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Harumph, I wud liyk to seed her drop a stayk or lobstur if I wud yelled at her.&amp;nbsp; No way, no how.&amp;nbsp; My liyk of da poo iz not unmanujibul eever.&amp;nbsp; I iz veree pickee on dis doodoo dat I chewchew. But ok mom, cuz I luv you - I will pawndur dis.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Wut do you meen der is 12 steps????&amp;nbsp; Jeez.&amp;nbsp; Kin you not jus tayked my word?&amp;nbsp; Oh, rite - I sed I wud kwit eeted da poo before huh?&amp;nbsp; Ok, 11 more steps. We wud worked on wun step eech week until my deeziyr for poo is no more.&amp;nbsp; Dat iz most you kin asked of me, mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So, dis meeting of S.E.A. wud be tayk plays evury Friesday until I haz compleet all da steps and iz eet no more poo from da yard.&amp;nbsp; You, my bloggy frends, iz welkom to be membur if you wanted, but if you wud liyk to keep dem reefiyn tastes of da poo and no stop - trusted me, I gits it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TCU6-ha_EyI/AAAAAAAAAW4/QZpYVBTA3iE/s1600/pointing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TCU6-ha_EyI/AAAAAAAAAW4/QZpYVBTA3iE/s320/pointing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you a sh*t eater?&amp;nbsp; Well, are ya?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Also, last stuff for you wut is - - mom is leeve for SeeSiyd, Origun wen da sun comes up agin.&amp;nbsp; Sins she wud be goned we won't haz menne story of my advenchurs.&amp;nbsp; So we iz gonna do a "Ask Buddy Anything"!&amp;nbsp; You cud ask me (or my brudder dawg) kweshtuns abowt us and our life togever, or abowt trayning, or abowt bliyndees, or abowt why da sky is blew.&amp;nbsp; Wut ever you do wanted.&amp;nbsp; I wud answered dem kewshtuns all next week until mom getted home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles,&lt;br /&gt;Buddy Dawg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-8729392823860756015?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/8729392823860756015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/06/calling-to-order-first-meeting-of-sht.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/8729392823860756015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/8729392823860756015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/06/calling-to-order-first-meeting-of-sht.html' title='Calling to order the first meeting of Sh*t Eaters Anonymous'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TCU60xJDnYI/AAAAAAAAAWw/QZQmko9V1_Q/s72-c/Lickin%27+his+chops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-8922940836126282324</id><published>2010-06-23T20:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T20:50:55.422-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday:  Stop &amp; smell the roses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TCLHcgF_VQI/AAAAAAAAAWg/VAR5ZG2wLuA/s1600/Dogs+%26+Things+046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TCLHcgF_VQI/AAAAAAAAAWg/VAR5ZG2wLuA/s320/Dogs+%26+Things+046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TCLHvEQnElI/AAAAAAAAAWo/vfzVt0dAmQM/s1600/Dogs+%26+Things+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TCLHvEQnElI/AAAAAAAAAWo/vfzVt0dAmQM/s320/Dogs+%26+Things+047.JPG" /&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/5983627831078335927-8922940836126282324?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/8922940836126282324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/06/wordless-wednesday-stop-smell-roses.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/8922940836126282324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/8922940836126282324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/06/wordless-wednesday-stop-smell-roses.html' title='Wordless Wednesday:  Stop &amp; smell the roses'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TCLHcgF_VQI/AAAAAAAAAWg/VAR5ZG2wLuA/s72-c/Dogs+%26+Things+046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-6876053179259265070</id><published>2010-06-16T19:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T19:15:27.592-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear mom part 2</title><content type='html'>Dear Mom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As the little dog has said, we miss you.&amp;nbsp; Terribly.&amp;nbsp; We are sad without you here.&amp;nbsp; Since my brother's pitiful plea for your return has not worked, I am forced to go with a bribe.&amp;nbsp; In exchange for your swift return, I am prepared to pay you with one, extremely fun, slightly used tug toy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TBlzkX2wKjI/AAAAAAAAAWA/fzDt4IuoxZo/s1600/Dogs+and+tats+028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TBlzkX2wKjI/AAAAAAAAAWA/fzDt4IuoxZo/s320/Dogs+and+tats+028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Nothing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Ok, how about ALLLL my favorite toys in the world?&amp;nbsp; Will you come home now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TBl1DyBWDVI/AAAAAAAAAWI/k8y4MFUvgOo/s1600/Dogs+and+tats+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TBl1DyBWDVI/AAAAAAAAAWI/k8y4MFUvgOo/s320/Dogs+and+tats+029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buddy interupts:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;Wayt brudder, dat is yer most fayvorit stuffy toy wut you loves to played wif evry day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Oh, right...... all the toys.....except this one. I need this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TBl1_HtVaPI/AAAAAAAAAWY/nG4dcbmAOdw/s1600/Dogs+and+tats+033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TBl1_HtVaPI/AAAAAAAAAWY/nG4dcbmAOdw/s320/Dogs+and+tats+033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Come home mom, I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maxim the Big Dawg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-6876053179259265070?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/6876053179259265070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/06/dear-mom-part-2.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/6876053179259265070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/6876053179259265070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/06/dear-mom-part-2.html' title='Dear mom part 2'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TBlzkX2wKjI/AAAAAAAAAWA/fzDt4IuoxZo/s72-c/Dogs+and+tats+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-5040140649249503277</id><published>2010-06-15T09:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T09:03:25.993-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TBeS6i9-YyI/AAAAAAAAAV4/1noAJnUVyro/s1600/Dogs+and+tats+054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TBeS6i9-YyI/AAAAAAAAAV4/1noAJnUVyro/s320/Dogs+and+tats+054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Deer Mom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I knowed you does da workstuffs so dat you cud byed me lotsa gud nommies and da big dawg all his stuffies.&amp;nbsp; We does appreshiayt dis.&amp;nbsp; But when you leeve for da trips, liyk dis week you iz goned away, we misses you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;You kin come home now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles,&lt;/div&gt;Buddy Dawg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-5040140649249503277?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/5040140649249503277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/06/dear-mom.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/5040140649249503277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/5040140649249503277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/06/dear-mom.html' title='Dear Mom'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TBeS6i9-YyI/AAAAAAAAAV4/1noAJnUVyro/s72-c/Dogs+and+tats+054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-3536229814868132837</id><published>2010-06-10T18:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T18:42:15.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An announcement and attack of the pollen</title><content type='html'>Hey! You! Ya, I'm takkin' to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TBGE_WWIoOI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Z5ghNAnOzxg/s1600/Dogs+%26+Things+061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TBGE_WWIoOI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Z5ghNAnOzxg/s320/Dogs+%26+Things+061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;First dis veree importunt messuj wut is dat &lt;a href="http://www.buddydawgcontest.blogspot.com/"&gt;All Hopped Up&lt;/a&gt; judg Timmy and Maxim haz annowns da winnurs!! Go chek it owt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;.....................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Fer today mom did wurked. Her do wurk from da desk 'puter heer at my hows sumtiym, and sumtiym her fly to all kind of plays wer littul dawg iz not allowd. Today wuz work at hows. You wud tink dat dis meen she getted to do lots more fun stuffs wif me but reely her sits at her desk and make phown call all day. Now dat I haz wut you kin call "Terror-sindrowm" I deesiyd I do needs more attenshuns. But I iz getting gud at tell wut tiym iz kwitting tiym too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So now wen it getted clows to kwitting tiym for mom, me and my brudder do da danse for attenshun. (Mom call it terribul idea.) Da big dawg wud run to mom, putted nows in her fayc, den run to owtsiyd door and sed "Feedmefeedmefeedmefeedmefeedme". Den repeeted and repeeted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Now I haz veree importunt rowl in dis danse wut is to sit by mom feet or on her lappy and spin in sircul and do whiney chipmonkey sownd and sed "I'm boooored. Mom. mom. mom. mom. I'm booooored. Mom. mom. mom." Den repeeted and repeeted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As reeword for lerning dis new "terribul idea" wif my bruddur, she taked me owtsiyd to helped wif gardun stuff. Looking bak, dis wuz maybe punish me for da chipmoney sownds. I tink mebbe punish bekuz I wuz havin bestest tiym in da wurld smelling da new rowses. I wud sniffed, and sniffed, and sniffed...den...."KACHEW". Sniff. Sniff. KACHEW!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Look wut dem rowses did to my most beutiful nosespot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TBGFEFWKtNI/AAAAAAAAAVw/cYnkJuoOTYk/s1600/pollen+on+nose.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TBGFEFWKtNI/AAAAAAAAAVw/cYnkJuoOTYk/s320/pollen+on+nose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mom laff and sed I getted wud wuz comin' to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles,&lt;br /&gt;Buddy Dawg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-3536229814868132837?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/3536229814868132837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/06/announcement-and-attack-of-pollen.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/3536229814868132837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/3536229814868132837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/06/announcement-and-attack-of-pollen.html' title='An announcement and attack of the pollen'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TBGE_WWIoOI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Z5ghNAnOzxg/s72-c/Dogs+%26+Things+061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-9186172355609477865</id><published>2010-06-09T21:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T21:07:39.387-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all mom's fault.</title><content type='html'>FROM MOM:&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;You can blame me.&amp;nbsp; I suck at keeping up, even my sister yelled at me recently over Buddy's inactivity online.&amp;nbsp; I have many excuses, all of them good - none of them that you care about&amp;nbsp;I am sure.&amp;nbsp; So, here we are again....where did we leave off? Oh ya, I let Buddy hype up a new trick and run a contest.&amp;nbsp; Then I thought to myself, how the hell do you teach a blind dog that you want him to jump straight up?&amp;nbsp; I mean, yes he's a terrier and terriers jump....but he hasn't jumped in years.&amp;nbsp; As in multiple. years.&amp;nbsp; Forget it, no way.&amp;nbsp; So I sat on my tush and said screw it, not even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;gonna try.&amp;nbsp; Then I disappeared off the face of the earth for a few months.&amp;nbsp; Whoops, sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Until one day the most amazing thing happened.&amp;nbsp; Buddy got bored.&amp;nbsp; Those of us who own terrors. er. um &lt;em&gt;terriers&lt;/em&gt; don't usually celebrate things like boredom - boredom usually comes at the cost of our brand new pair of expensive heels, or a couch leg, or maybe a couch.&amp;nbsp; Except when you have a dog who no longer wants to do anything.&amp;nbsp; The first time they are bored.&amp;nbsp; ZOMG priceless.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, here is Buddy - that's why you are here after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Hai der frends!&amp;nbsp; Well, da mom did getted da wormies in da lapdawg 'puter and it gotted broked - and her desk 'puter wud be a no dawg zown.&amp;nbsp; But I iz bak on lapdawg 'puter now cuz mom did fixed it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Wun day mom wuz watched her fayvorit show wut is Gray Unatowmee on da teevee.&amp;nbsp; Her din't do my triks for few days and her din't reely taked me owt to played in da grasses eethur.&amp;nbsp; So wun day I say "Enuf iz enuf".&amp;nbsp; So I did sitted on flowr and stayr at her.&amp;nbsp; How do blindy dawg stayr?&amp;nbsp; Liyk dis:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TBBOTN74MRI/AAAAAAAAAUg/BXkcfTAJyp8/s1600/IMG_5766.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TBBOTN74MRI/AAAAAAAAAUg/BXkcfTAJyp8/s200/IMG_5766.JPG" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mom sed, "What's wrong?&amp;nbsp; You need outside? Outside? No?&amp;nbsp; Are you feeling ok?&amp;nbsp; GMan, I think he's sick!&amp;nbsp; Look how he is just sitting there looking at us.&amp;nbsp;...... Yes I know he can't &lt;strong&gt;look&lt;/strong&gt; at us, he has no eyes!&amp;nbsp; But seriously, I think he's looking at us.&amp;nbsp; Kinda creepy!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Her nevur getted wut I wuz sed so I getted closer and stayr hardest.&amp;nbsp; Liyk dis:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TBBPCTdKvjI/AAAAAAAAAUo/VcAwx79XuAE/s1600/Dog+tricks+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TBBPCTdKvjI/AAAAAAAAAUo/VcAwx79XuAE/s200/Dog+tricks+038.JPG" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mom sayd "Buddy, little dog, what's wrong?&amp;nbsp; Are you ok?&amp;nbsp; Is your tummy ok?&amp;nbsp; Let me see your paws - what is going on?"&amp;nbsp; Aftur her getted gud and worry I do &lt;em&gt;::playbow::wiggle::wag::wag::SNUFF::.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; Mom said "Holy sh*!&amp;nbsp; I think he's saying he's bored!!!!"&amp;nbsp; So her gotted me nommies down and letted me do trayning wut maked my brayn growed strawnger, I wuz so happee I do wutever her wants me to lern.&amp;nbsp; Now mom knowed dat dis dupreshun is troolee all goned, and we do lotta stuffs liyk hunt in da gardun wif da big dawg and sniffed da wormies and helped mom pulled da weeds.&amp;nbsp; I evun gotted to go hiyk one day!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TBBQLiFvimI/AAAAAAAAAUw/BfggDVsP1CE/s1600/IMG_5720.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TBBQLiFvimI/AAAAAAAAAUw/BfggDVsP1CE/s320/IMG_5720.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mom lerned her lessun and do not letted me get bored no mores.&amp;nbsp; Her thinked dat I jus do dem triks for her to be happee, and I wud rathur lay rownd lots liyk cat do.&amp;nbsp; I show her!&amp;nbsp; See wut I can do now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[URL=http://tinypic.com/r/25kojmc/6]View My Video[/URL]&lt;br /&gt;(This is mom...again....who can't figure out how to post a video.&amp;nbsp; So go here to see him do a new trick, it's worth it!!!)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed height="420" src="http://v6.tinypic.com/player.swf?file=25kojmc&amp;amp;s=6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="440"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/player.php?v=25kojmc&amp;amp;s=6"&gt;Original Video&lt;/a&gt; - More videos at &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/"&gt;TinyPic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, now dat you seed me do my amayzing jumps - iz tiym to annownsed my winnurs for dat All Hopped Up kontest, stay toon for da annownsement wut will be happun veree soon dis week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Kisses and snuggles,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Buddy Dawg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-9186172355609477865?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/9186172355609477865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-all-moms-fault.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/9186172355609477865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/9186172355609477865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-all-moms-fault.html' title='It&apos;s all mom&apos;s fault.'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/TBBOTN74MRI/AAAAAAAAAUg/BXkcfTAJyp8/s72-c/IMG_5766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-8859180198936813041</id><published>2010-04-20T22:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T22:09:49.961-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Training Session</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Mom!!!&amp;nbsp; Do I smelled da treets?&amp;nbsp; YESSSSS!!!&amp;nbsp; Mmmmm me me me me!&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Happy happy dawg!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S852OINZ8yI/AAAAAAAAATY/OYPtfAXP8Bw/s1600/prom+dance+dogs+071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S852OINZ8yI/AAAAAAAAATY/OYPtfAXP8Bw/s320/prom+dance+dogs+071.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wayt jus wun mihnut, you wants me to WHAT?!&amp;nbsp; for da treet?&amp;nbsp; Jumped you say?&amp;nbsp; For da littul treet wut only last a mihnut?&amp;nbsp; PFFFFTTTT no way!&amp;nbsp; ::Growly Growly::, gimme da treets hyoman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S852wonuc3I/AAAAAAAAATg/F2-gNSlJYK8/s1600/prom+dance+dogs+059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S852wonuc3I/AAAAAAAAATg/F2-gNSlJYK8/s320/prom+dance+dogs+059.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok wayt, mebbe don't putted dem away.&amp;nbsp; We kin komprimys?&amp;nbsp; No jumped for you, but I kin do grayt impursunashuns.....watch dis....I is germun shortlegged pointer dawg who pointed at da treets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S853TPKVDSI/AAAAAAAAATo/ZmkVKqLF-GM/s1600/prom+dance+dogs+119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S853TPKVDSI/AAAAAAAAATo/ZmkVKqLF-GM/s320/prom+dance+dogs+119.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No?&amp;nbsp; Still nuffin?&amp;nbsp; Ok, mebbe dis....I is minachur wolf dawg who do howul at da treets!&amp;nbsp; AAAAOOOOOOO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S853ndhGF3I/AAAAAAAAATw/z1SHtxuwuA4/s1600/prom+dance+dogs+127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S853ndhGF3I/AAAAAAAAATw/z1SHtxuwuA4/s320/prom+dance+dogs+127.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;NO? Not gud enuf?&amp;nbsp; Laydee I iz not gunna jump.&amp;nbsp; Mite as well jus gimme dem treets wut is in yer hand.&amp;nbsp; I iz most stubern dawg and I refyoos.&amp;nbsp; Won't....chaynge...miynd....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S854Awe-v0I/AAAAAAAAAT4/E91K_Iqb7Fg/s1600/prom+dance+dogs+091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S854Awe-v0I/AAAAAAAAAT4/E91K_Iqb7Fg/s320/prom+dance+dogs+091.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wayt!&amp;nbsp; Did I jus heer da big dawg eated some treet?&amp;nbsp; You gif dat big dawg treet?!&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Hey big dawg - I wuz thinkin' we wuz teem!&amp;nbsp; You 'posed to gotted my bak!&amp;nbsp; Why you doin' dem triks for her?&amp;nbsp; Well, PFFFFT on you mistur!!!&amp;nbsp; FRENDS OFF!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S854XwW2qII/AAAAAAAAAUA/jrCbVCHyTHM/s1600/prom+dance+dogs+092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S854XwW2qII/AAAAAAAAAUA/jrCbVCHyTHM/s320/prom+dance+dogs+092.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mebbe I just runs away from heer- dis iz most unfayr just for da jumps.&amp;nbsp; I iz bliynd, dis is reezun I gets wutever I wants.&amp;nbsp; I turns my bak on all of yous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S8540FjbZjI/AAAAAAAAAUI/UOj1TJ2912E/s1600/prom+dance+dogs+132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S8540FjbZjI/AAAAAAAAAUI/UOj1TJ2912E/s320/prom+dance+dogs+132.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One second passes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Two seconds pass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Three seconds pass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mom?&amp;nbsp; Hey mom!!&amp;nbsp; I do still loves you da mostest kay?&amp;nbsp; You kin putted da kamera away and cuddled me now?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S855LOXrzDI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/jvQltosEe2I/s1600/prom+dance+dogs+113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S855LOXrzDI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/jvQltosEe2I/s320/prom+dance+dogs+113.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Buddy Dawg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Note from mom:&amp;nbsp; I did put the camera away and we did cuddle.&amp;nbsp; Alas, still no jumps.&amp;nbsp; You may think this story is slightly exaggerated for the blog.&amp;nbsp; I assure you, this is almost exactly how our training session occurred. &amp;nbsp;That is one damn stubborn little dog.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-8859180198936813041?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/8859180198936813041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/04/training-session.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/8859180198936813041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/8859180198936813041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/04/training-session.html' title='Training Session'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S852OINZ8yI/AAAAAAAAATY/OYPtfAXP8Bw/s72-c/prom+dance+dogs+071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-3996723381605877120</id><published>2010-04-16T19:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T19:58:41.352-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring means gardening!</title><content type='html'>Today mom did not goed owt of town for her workstuffs wut she ushewally do, so we did goed owtsiyd and garduned.&amp;nbsp; Mom iz most amayzing wif wut her can growed.&amp;nbsp; She sed she wud liyked to only growed her lillees and her tewlips, but her is bettur den wut she reeliyz.&amp;nbsp; Her also do growed menee difurent kind of sniffy stuffs wut she call weeds.&amp;nbsp; My mom iz most amayzing wif da green thumb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S8kHRscX-NI/AAAAAAAAASo/X3uj7fNnp0g/s1600/Random+dance+and+dogs+337.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S8kHRscX-NI/AAAAAAAAASo/X3uj7fNnp0g/s320/Random+dance+and+dogs+337.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Her is most niycest person too, for her do go pik da niycest biggest weed and den her makes flower bohkay for da garbuj man.&amp;nbsp; She raps dem in niyc big black plahstik wud dem do not git brokened or stealed befor da garbuj man do getted dem.&amp;nbsp; I tink mebbe she do liyk garbuj man for she give him big prezunt liyk dat lots.&amp;nbsp; Wen her is mayked da weed bohkay I git to played wif her in da planted stuffs.&amp;nbsp; I plays Jorj of Jungel and hunts for da wormies.&amp;nbsp; Iz too early in spring tiym for wormies, but I iz eksersiyzing my sniffer so wen dem do come owt I kin be reddy.&amp;nbsp; Dis iz pikshur of grayt wormy hunt!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S8kHwsEZmvI/AAAAAAAAASw/kSx44hz90UY/s1600/Random+dance+and+dogs+319.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S8kHwsEZmvI/AAAAAAAAASw/kSx44hz90UY/s320/Random+dance+and+dogs+319.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And, I wud liyk to reeminded you all wun part, wut is...... Do not forgetted to stop and sniff da flowers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S8kIIYw8QFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/s1In0RFLv08/s1600/Random+dance+and+dogs+342.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S8kIIYw8QFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/s1In0RFLv08/s400/Random+dance+and+dogs+342.JPG" width="267" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles, &lt;br /&gt;Buddy Dawg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pee Ess:&amp;nbsp; Jump over to da kontest bloggy for "&lt;a href="http://buddydawgcontest.blogspot.com/"&gt;All Hopped Up&lt;/a&gt;"&amp;nbsp;to meeted your newest judge!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-3996723381605877120?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/3996723381605877120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-means-gardening.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/3996723381605877120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/3996723381605877120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-means-gardening.html' title='Spring means gardening!'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S8kHRscX-NI/AAAAAAAAASo/X3uj7fNnp0g/s72-c/Random+dance+and+dogs+337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-2175759141251078944</id><published>2010-04-08T17:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T17:29:58.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It appears I have made lots of new friends!</title><content type='html'>Wow, I haz lotsa new frends since I did beeted da grayt depreshun.&amp;nbsp; Menny of dem do wonders why I iz a blindy dawg and ask my mom dat kweshtyun lots in da emayls.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I haz jenetik kondishun wut wuz called subblocksing lenzes (subbloxing lenses).&amp;nbsp; Dis do meen dat wut part of my eyespot wut did had job to maked da pikshures rite siyd up, dat part&amp;nbsp;did braked loose of it leesh and run wildin my eyeballs.&amp;nbsp; It akt lots liyk big dawg and krash into walls and stuffs dat wud hurted me.&amp;nbsp;Wuz most paynfull and not niyc, so da V.E.T. did fix me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start dis blog cuz I wuz reely try to maked my meemaw feeled so bad cuz I was pitty-full dat she wud maked me "blind dawg" shirt.&amp;nbsp; I wud liyk to ware somefin liyk dis wen we go to playses for soshulizashun (liyk da studio or da PetSmart).&amp;nbsp; You cud called it muhnipulashun wut&amp;nbsp;I try to do wif her, but since did not work - iz bettur if you ignores dat trayt in me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never did getted my shirt wut say "blind dawg", and I iz littul sad abowt dat. Mom do think it wud help edjukayt peeple who want to just pick up coote littul dawg wifout propur introdukshiuns.&amp;nbsp; Maxim da big dawg sed mebbe we cud git a "Dog For The Blind" shirt and just ware it bakwurds.&amp;nbsp; Mom sed no.&amp;nbsp; /////partee pooper////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I haz been blindy for abowt 7 months now - but I wuz one-eyed wonder dawg befor dat too.&amp;nbsp; If you wants to reed da begin part of dis juhrney - you cud go here kay?&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow-i-is-so-tecknologikallee-advanced.html#comments"&gt;http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow-i-is-so-tecknologikallee-advanced.html#comments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles,&lt;br /&gt;Buddy Dawg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pee Ess.&amp;nbsp; We haz 2 doggies &lt;a href="http://buddydawgcontest.blogspot.com/"&gt;All Hopped Up&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; Go check 'em out!!&amp;nbsp; And soon we wud haf new judj telled you abowt theyself too - so stay tooned :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-2175759141251078944?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/2175759141251078944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-appears-i-have-made-lots-of-new.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/2175759141251078944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/2175759141251078944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-appears-i-have-made-lots-of-new.html' title='It appears I have made lots of new friends!'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-7318083166401603369</id><published>2010-04-07T19:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T19:29:05.609-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday:  Brotherly Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S70xNm4mHFI/AAAAAAAAASQ/rlyUCYpJHiY/s1600/brothers+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S70xNm4mHFI/AAAAAAAAASQ/rlyUCYpJHiY/s400/brothers+009.JPG" width="346" /&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/5983627831078335927-7318083166401603369?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/7318083166401603369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/04/wordless-wednesday-brotherly-love.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/7318083166401603369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/7318083166401603369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/04/wordless-wednesday-brotherly-love.html' title='Wordless Wednesday:  Brotherly Love'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S70xNm4mHFI/AAAAAAAAASQ/rlyUCYpJHiY/s72-c/brothers+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-884026694451788522</id><published>2010-04-06T22:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T22:12:24.841-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Judge #1</title><content type='html'>Hi!  I doesn't haz much to sed today - seeing as how da mom did most awful trik to me.  She letted me haf grayt kontest so mebbe I wud git mowtivashun to do jump trik.  Den she wented and maked big dawg a judj for kontest.  Now him won't shutted up 'bout how him is soooo machur and trustwurfy.  Him hogged 'puter all nite reeserching wut jumping iz (him doesn't reely know how to do dis yet, dowberman dawg was made for cuddle not jump). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him is introwduse himself on &lt;a href="http://buddydawgcontest.blogspot.com/"&gt;All Hopped Up&lt;/a&gt; kontest bloggy if you wanted to lern abowt how cool him iz, not at all reelly though.  If him keeps dis up I mite haf to showed you pikshure of hims fayvorite blankut wut is girl blanket cuz it's pink.  Jus' to maked shore him do not git too full of himselfs and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, haf fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles,&lt;br /&gt;Buddy Dawg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-884026694451788522?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/884026694451788522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/04/introducing-judge-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/884026694451788522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/884026694451788522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/04/introducing-judge-1.html' title='Introducing Judge #1'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-4608507867735634488</id><published>2010-04-05T13:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T13:47:41.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All Hopped Up Contest - join us!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As you knowed, I is a terrier dawg. Us terrier dawgs is most faymus for da jump skills we haz. We jumps lots, for nommies, for to make hyomans laff, for to git skwirrils or some other yummy littul furry things, for being bored, more and more and more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since dis grayt depreshun I does not jumped no more. Some of it wud be cuz I doesn't see where my feets land at, some of it wud be cuz I din't want to haz any funstuffs. Now dat I iz done wif da grayt depreshun I iz a jump masheen!! If I smells da nommies wut mom gif us I git so eksiyted I jumps and jumps and flips and jumps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sownd grayt rite? WRONG! Mom sed now dat I iz do a trik myself she want to give it a word so dat I wud do it wen she wanted me to. I doesn't know why she takes all my funstuffs and makes dem work stuffs. Wen I asked her she sed it were to growed and eksersiyz my brainspot. I iz haf da hardest tiym mayking mom unnerstand dat I liyks lazee brainspot, and my hed is much too littul for more brain - all dis eksersiyz is shore to maked my hed explowd!!!! Until she gits it, i wud be happee to just jumped up for da treets and nommies all day, iz a gud trayd reely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, my grayt bloggy frends - I wud now inviyt you to haz kontest wif me! Dis is da "All Hopped Up" kontest. My gowl is to lerned to jump wif a word by end of kontest, and if you enters kontest you can be inspurashun for me too, kay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mom's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rools for All Hopped Up&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S7o7zfRtRhI/AAAAAAAAARM/DtQ24TmvZ80/s1600/New+camera+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456739654267913746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S7o7zfRtRhI/AAAAAAAAARM/DtQ24TmvZ80/s320/New+camera+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1) Post a picture of your pet's best jump skills on your blog (they can be naughty, sporty, silly, teamwork, anything you like.  With enough entries we will split and have separate divisions).  Our deadline for Buddy to learn his new trick, &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; for you to have your contest entries in is April 30.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Leave Buddy a comment on his blog saying you have a picture for the contest and link your blog, we will copy the picture and make sure everyone gets to see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Buddy will post the winners on his blog soon after the deadline, and hopefully reveal his jump on command via video too!  Top prize is a donation to our favorite rescue &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.hua.org"&gt;Hearts United for Animals&lt;/a&gt; , we will be requesting funds be used for other blind dogs (unless the winner requests differently.) We will also send a small prize package to the winners house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, git jumpin frends!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buddy Dawg &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-4608507867735634488?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/4608507867735634488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-hopped-up-contest-join-us.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/4608507867735634488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/4608507867735634488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-hopped-up-contest-join-us.html' title='All Hopped Up Contest - join us!'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S7o7zfRtRhI/AAAAAAAAARM/DtQ24TmvZ80/s72-c/New+camera+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-8496114657200853512</id><published>2010-04-03T19:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T19:59:32.191-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Depression</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S7fxKA0BVlI/AAAAAAAAAQk/OU5bBbDzxPs/s1600/New+camera+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456094627901822546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S7fxKA0BVlI/AAAAAAAAAQk/OU5bBbDzxPs/s320/New+camera+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry I iz been goned so much. I did had wut mom call "Da Grayt Duhpreshun". Wut wuz so grayt abowt it, I still doesn't knowed. After da vet taked my eye owt and my chiken pills (wut makes da littul dawg happy) wuz gone, den I desiyd dat being blind dawg wuz not gud idea. In fact, it kwite stunk. So i was sad and din't wanted to do dat much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom say during dis Grayt Duhpreshun I doesn't haf to do my trayning and I kin just akklimayt to da new sichuashun. If you never heer word "akklimayt" before lemme tell you.  Dis word meen dat you spend lots of tiym just doin' da fayvorit stuff wut you liyk to do, snuggle da hyomans, and most best thing....you doesn't haf to fiyt da stayr monster ever cuz da hyoman does carry you insted.  It taked me a long long time (I swear I wuz not a fayker just for da free riyds), and mom did getted skared dat mebbe she make wrong choise to haf surjery - dat mebbe I wud never be happy dawg agin.  She did gived herself lots of new gray hairs on akkownt of me and dis duhpreshun - we iz almost twins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But den I proof her wrong! I iz very happy agin now, and I even try to play wif da big dawg! I did play bow and barkity-growlity liyk suppose to, but den he slap his feets down too. Dis wuz such big sownd dat it skare me lots and I changed my mind. I wud keep trying and mebbe next tiym we kin work it owt.&lt;/p&gt;To selubrayt my new owtlook on liyf mom did getted new camara - so look for many pikshure storees as we lerned our new triks agin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles,&lt;br /&gt;Buddy Dawg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-8496114657200853512?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/8496114657200853512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/04/great-depression.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/8496114657200853512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/8496114657200853512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/04/great-depression.html' title='The Great Depression'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S7fxKA0BVlI/AAAAAAAAAQk/OU5bBbDzxPs/s72-c/New+camera+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-332427257198431778</id><published>2010-01-28T14:26:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T14:41:28.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Story in Six Words</title><content type='html'>To honor &lt;a href="http://www.theotherendoftheleash.com/six-words/"&gt;Lassie &lt;/a&gt;, her mom summed up her life in 6 beautiful words. I stole this idea from some internet friends and did it with my boys too! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buddy: &lt;em&gt;Love is blind. Can we cuddle?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431907284809230338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S2IC5WPpKAI/AAAAAAAAAQU/KWVkEXm4xt0/s320/Says+hi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maxim: &lt;em&gt;You picked me? I picked YOU!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431908007403228642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S2IDjaHejeI/AAAAAAAAAQc/sRjNuVre5wM/s320/Max+says+hi.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now your turn! In the comments, tell me your furry friend's life story in 6 words. For extra fun, try to sum up Buddy too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The mom.&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/5983627831078335927-332427257198431778?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/332427257198431778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-story-in-six-words.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/332427257198431778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/332427257198431778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-story-in-six-words.html' title='My Story in Six Words'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S2IC5WPpKAI/AAAAAAAAAQU/KWVkEXm4xt0/s72-c/Says+hi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-3389728204949786636</id><published>2010-01-20T18:08:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T21:28:43.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(ALMOST) Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Mom is bak! Her went to Boysee for working and leaved me for won hole week - me and da big dawg and da Gman did haz boy only partee all da tiym, wuz grayt! But we iz glad her iz bak cuz she is all of us fayvorit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heer is my wurdless Wenzdae vidyo - iz my new trik! Mom sed dat I iz spose to telled you dat her knows to only say da trik wurd won tiym and not reepeet lots. Da ishu is dat sins I kant see my reeward wut iz nommies, or my reeward wut iz happee hyoman- dat I haz short attenshun span. So she keeps me fokus by talked lots and maked sure I 'members I haz a task to do. Her does not do dis wif big dawg who can look at her to fokus :) So, even tho we knowed dis is "wrong" trayning dawgy trik to reepeet kommands- we iz bended da rools an akowt of da blindees. Mebbe someday I wud not need dis for fokus-mebbe I wud need it for always. We wud see :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-33f8b2b224e7db8c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D33f8b2b224e7db8c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330170955%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4D89E15DA17312567917F939B4FFB994F7CD52A8.5D2FCD58D6EB6900AE9ADB5E0ABD772792BAAC40%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D33f8b2b224e7db8c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSsfOMYOS_5gVTh4vbZkq3xjAFwA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D33f8b2b224e7db8c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330170955%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4D89E15DA17312567917F939B4FFB994F7CD52A8.5D2FCD58D6EB6900AE9ADB5E0ABD772792BAAC40%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D33f8b2b224e7db8c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSsfOMYOS_5gVTh4vbZkq3xjAFwA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(We hope dat next Wenzdae vidyo I kin do dis trik wifout box in my way, kross yer paws kay?!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pee Ess:  It seem dat I iz haved some trubel getting da vidyo to play.  Heer is link to watch if you kan't see it on da bloggy!!  &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/player.php?v=11j93s0&amp;amp;s=6" v="'11j93s0&amp;amp;s="&gt;http://tinypic.com/player.php?v=11j93s0&amp;amp;s=6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles - Buddy Dawg&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-3389728204949786636?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/3389728204949786636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/01/almost-wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/3389728204949786636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/3389728204949786636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/01/almost-wordless-wednesday.html' title='(ALMOST) Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-5731268963321936448</id><published>2010-01-10T13:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T14:28:43.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Chicken Pills</title><content type='html'>I haz da not such gud newz for my bloggy frends.  Mom taked me bak to da V.E.T.  See, my eyespot wuz hurted me and I did skratched it lots.  Mom gived me tiym cuz she tinks mebbe I skratch cuz I wuz wunder where da eye did goed.  But den my eyespot start to get swelled up liyk size of gobstoppur kandee and did getted pink cuhler, wich iz not flatturing cuhler for boy dawg, so she reeliyz dat der wuz more stuffs going on den a konfuze Buddy dawg.  So, we go to da V.E.T.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She trik me and say we wuz goed to see my frends at da danse studio wer dem gives me lots of snuggles, but as soon as I did smelled wer we reely went wuz da V.E.T. I wuz not happee wif da trik.  I did try to be da brayv dawg, evun wen dem did da hyomilyashun of taked da tempurachur.  Den da V.E.T. wut is my fayvorit one did pushed on my eyespot and maked me cry, and open my mouf wide wich maked me skared, and push on my bellee and all kind of stuffs. (I must rekonsidur if him is my fayvorit after dis most unsatizfaktoree treetmunt.)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Him finally say dat I haz infekshun under da prahs-theeesiz wut is da marbull in my hed.  So now I haz to taked da rim-ah-diyll wut taste liyk chikin pill so dat I doesn't skratch no mores, and I takes some ant-I-buy-awdiks for to kill da infekshun wut is in my hed.  Now I iz spose to fiyt big battul wif da germiez.  If I winz dis battul den I doesn't haz to haf more surjery.  If I iz not strong enuf littul dawg for to win dis battul wif da miytee germiez den mebbe I haz to git nuther surjery wut wud taked my prahs-theeesiz away.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Den him telled mom dat I wuz gud wayt for littul dawg wut doeznt eksersiyz dat much and dat wayt wuz not my big konsern rite now, but I cud mebbe loos littul bit.  I iz 6.8 pownd and wud loos few ownses for to be perfuct wayt.  Kin you imagiyn him haz da gutts to do all dis meen stuffs to me den tell me to not eated so much, wen eated iz my fayvorit to do?  I blame mom for dis cuz her did ask him bowt my wayt.  Why do she ask abowt me be fat or skinny wen KLEERY we haz biggur stuffs wut we shud worry abowt.  So, now her haz me on diyet.  (Dis dawg is kleery be mistreeted in dis howse wif da mom and da Gman and da big dawg.  Somebudy need to come save me from dis plays and maked mom gived me stayk and maked big dawg shared da gud beds and pleeze maked Gman give me gud siyd of hyoman bed.  Kay thanx!)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I deesiyd mebbe we need to konsider nuther V.E.T. cuz dis won iz big theef.  Furst him steeled all my rownd stuffs.  But sometiym him iz niyc and gived me new round stuffs liyk dem marbulls dat is in my hed.  Now him want to steel dem round stuffs wut he gived me as prezunt.  Wut iz happen wen I doesn't haf no more rownd stuffs for him to steel!?!  I shuddur to tink wut will be gone next tiym. &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Well, dat iz enuf for me today.  My chiken pills do maked me sleepy dawg, so I iz gonna go cuddel my blu blankee and pownder how to gits V.E.T. to be gud hyoman and not steeled so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles - Buddy Dawg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-5731268963321936448?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/5731268963321936448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-chicken-pills.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/5731268963321936448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/5731268963321936448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-chicken-pills.html' title='More Chicken Pills'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-90721918845302932</id><published>2010-01-05T19:58:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T20:38:24.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can teach tricks too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mom and Gman do taked so long to deciyd how to go abowt teeched me da new triks dat dis tiym I haz deciyd to teeched dem a new trik! Dis one is not silly trik dat is for amyoozemunt of da hyomans, nope! Dis trik does helped to maked me cumfortabul and feeled safe wen I jumped on big stuffs liyk cowch or hyoman bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But dis did gotted me to wondering.  Why do da hyomans worked so hard to maked da little dawg and da big dawg lerned dis Engulish langwige, but dem does not try to lerned da Buddy Dawg langwige?  If dem wud tried to lerned dat, I wud not haz to worked so hard!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It did taked dem long tiym to lerned dis trik. Akshully, I feer dat mom wud not haf reelized she wuz suppoze to say majik word for me, but Gman did figyured owt wut I teeched dem and him explayn to her. Tank dem stuffies above dat Gman is heer to setted mom strayt!! Her did apoliyz for not unnerstand wut I wuz teeched her and gimmie lots of cuddul after tho, so dat wuz da bestest!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423460899963915266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S0QA9CuRzAI/AAAAAAAAAP0/3FibNTwl4lA/s320/Christmas+and+other+stuff+079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Awww, mom!!  Iz ok!  Now stop, you iz embarrass me in front of da bloggy reeders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So heer is why I teeched dis trik, and not a reel gud for dawg trik liyk "Mom, drop the bacon." or "Gman, give me the good pillow". Well, cuz I iz littul dawg I haz to jump hi sometiym to get to my hyoman. Some of da jumping is so hi it is liyk 3 of me stakked in dawgy piyl! Wen da V.E.T. furst steeled my eyestuffs and putted prahs-theeesiz in dat spot insted-well, I wuz reel skared of da big jumps (don't tell da big dawg kay?). Lucky for dis littul dawg dat da hyomans haz da long arms to picked me up and I doesn't haz to do dis big jumping. But now dat I is akklimayted to da blindy stuffs da hyomans tell me I haz to me induhpendant. (Pfffft, I wud tink dat picked up is much gooder dan induhpendant.  But wutevur, dem controls da kibbuls.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping is still da skeery skeery stuff to do. So I waits for mom or Gman to telled me iz safe. Dem din't knowed dat der wuz majik word so dem wud sayed all sorts of stuffs liyk "Go Buddy, Up Buddy, Buddy Jump, Buddy Come, Come Buddy, Buddy &lt;em&gt;COME, &lt;/em&gt;Here Buddy....seriously Buddy it's one foot - jump already you little punk." Dem cud sayed it all day long and I wud sit liyk gud dawg and waited for dem to do da trik I wuz teeched dem. Dis trik iz to said "&lt;u&gt;OK&lt;/u&gt;, Buddy!" As soon as dem sayed da trik word "OK" zooooom!!! up I go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bf173381145c22d3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbf173381145c22d3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330170955%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26AADB2E828EEF101B6BB21A6E48182479867110.29D5E881DF46E4A530A88C8FB50A9A1A9E9A8BAC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbf173381145c22d3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1c-BEBogzuzEAByaS7hXnBzSxKg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbf173381145c22d3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330170955%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26AADB2E828EEF101B6BB21A6E48182479867110.29D5E881DF46E4A530A88C8FB50A9A1A9E9A8BAC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbf173381145c22d3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1c-BEBogzuzEAByaS7hXnBzSxKg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I haz to figyur owt wut dem next trik shud be.  I haz narrow down da opshun to "Hyoman, karried me all da playces I wants to go" and "Hyoman, bring me da wormies wut I cud rolled in".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well wud see how kwik dem lerns da next one!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles - Buddy Dawg&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-90721918845302932?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/90721918845302932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-can-teach-tricks-too.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/90721918845302932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/90721918845302932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-can-teach-tricks-too.html' title='I can teach tricks too!'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S0QA9CuRzAI/AAAAAAAAAP0/3FibNTwl4lA/s72-c/Christmas+and+other+stuff+079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-2558679184114032042</id><published>2010-01-04T22:15:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:58:47.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back...again, for real this time.  :)</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haz been em-iy-ay! Dem holudayz keeped us so very bizee! And den mom did turned owldur (I maked promus not to telled you dat she did turned thurtee, so be bestest if you din't asked how oldur kay, my muzzul is seeled!) She had minur brakedowned, somefin abowt be so owld dat she haz to yuse rinkul kreem and wared da glassus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finully telled her "Mom, we iz owld. I taked it graysfully - but you iz not be gud sport. No one did taked your eyestuffs and maked you fiyt dem stayr monsturs, so git ovur it!!! PFFFFT"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423121916191792738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S0LMplw_XmI/AAAAAAAAAPc/JDuCNpDtlPQ/s320/Pffft.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;PFFFFT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now dat we had dis littul talk and she gotted ovur da oldies and da holudayz and da hanged ovurs I iz shore dat she wud letted me updayt my bloggy more often.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;We did goed to lots of partee dis holuday seezun, even da big dawg got inviyted to Gigi's dis tiym. We gotted lots of prezunts from da fambily and da Santa Pawz. My fayvorit prezunt is da nommies, Maxim fayvorit iz da stuffy dat is sposeda be miyn. Him waz such gud dawg at da partees...until da end, den him did is faymus trik of steel da uder dawg bed. Him do not fitted on cuzin dawg bed tho, see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423121443266494258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S0LMOD-z_zI/AAAAAAAAAPU/K9CAPsUe42g/s320/Max+steals+the+bed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;WUT? Iz dis not miyn??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do not worreee tho, I getted him bak and steeled his bed wen we goed home!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423122527865722130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S0LNNMba1RI/AAAAAAAAAPk/IBdSrktNELA/s320/Buddy+gets+him+back.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ha, taked dat big dawg!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I haz most eksiyting news for you! I iz almost faymus liyk Lassie dawg!! My Meemaw is teechur and her telled her skewl abowt dis blindy dawg. Dis is skewl dat is inner-citee skewl wif trubled kids. Dis skewl did heer abowt wut gud dawg I iz, and how I haz overcommed lots of obstakul (well, da stayr monstur still wins but dat is a wurk in progressed). Dem did asked me to be gest speekur! Mom wud haz to tranzlayted for me of korse. So we iz gunna talked about how liyf is wut you maked of it, and also abowt puppee millz and how dem iz bad and can maked more dawgs liyk me or badder den me evun, so peepul shud reskew dawgs liyk big dawg. Mom haz nevur done dis publik tranzlayting for a littul dawg dat is pulik speekur. She sed we haz lots of reesurch to do so we do dis rite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We iz sooper nervus but eksiyted too!! Dis wud be my furst tiym I talk to uder peepul abowt how to be da gud blindy dawg. Mom iz gunna teeched me to do wut she sed is "bow" for dis most speshul okazshun. Look for funnee vidyo of her wen she do teeched me, it takes long tiym to lerned da new triks for me-so we wud get lots of bloopur for dis blog kay? Don't telled her I sayed so, but I getted a feeling dat she do not reely knowed wut she is do wif me. Seemz liyk sometiym she maked it up as she goed alowng. But dat is okay wif me cuz it just meened more yummy treets!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423124050398141378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S0LOl0Tb28I/AAAAAAAAAPs/DDSJ5p07reE/s320/Awww.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Awww, mom. You iz try to be gud teecher, more treets pleeze?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, dat iz enuf for me today. I wud see you tomorrow!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles-Buddy Dawg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5983627831078335927-2558679184114032042?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/2558679184114032042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-backagain-for-real-this-time.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/2558679184114032042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/2558679184114032042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-backagain-for-real-this-time.html' title='I am back...again, for real this time.  :)'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/S0LMplw_XmI/AAAAAAAAAPc/JDuCNpDtlPQ/s72-c/Pffft.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-2894027878257197874</id><published>2009-12-06T10:19:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T10:32:19.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vintage Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Mom did finded some old pikshure films and gotted it develupped. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did helped install da new carputs wif Gman.  I tested da soft on evry part.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412176789489963762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SxvqHXcp0vI/AAAAAAAAAPM/2j0d9Py2oIQ/s320/schneid-R3-027-12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even wen we first gotted Maxim, I alredy knowed him had da best beds for shayring. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412175644131641714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SxvpEsp8yXI/AAAAAAAAAPE/kSQzt1oyP04/s320/schneid-R3-031-14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maxim wuz not awayr of da rool dat only littul dawgs be on da cowch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Sxvo291Kx7I/AAAAAAAAAO8/l2RGzBzC8Mc/s1600-h/schneid-R2-029-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412175408223930290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Sxvo291Kx7I/AAAAAAAAAO8/l2RGzBzC8Mc/s320/schneid-R2-029-13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maxim on his very furst hike trip wif us, him waz abowt 2 yeers old. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412174673896206578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SxvoMOPy8PI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ILACnyPApIc/s320/schneid-R1-027-12.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;I did loved hiyking wen I was two eyed dawg. See my smiyl?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412175003011634066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SxvofYTB05I/AAAAAAAAAO0/zJlBvAD5jQc/s320/schneid-R1-037-17.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles-Buddy Dawg&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/5983627831078335927-2894027878257197874?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/2894027878257197874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/12/vintage-pics.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/2894027878257197874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/2894027878257197874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/12/vintage-pics.html' title='Vintage Pics'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SxvqHXcp0vI/AAAAAAAAAPM/2j0d9Py2oIQ/s72-c/schneid-R3-027-12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-1207357662446641902</id><published>2009-12-01T17:36:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:41:45.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Party on!!</title><content type='html'>I is now gonna telled you da story of my Gigi's birfday partee. Gigi had birfday and did invite all of da frends dat waz hyoman to dis partee for mahrteenys and snacked foods. Since I gets to worked on my soshulizations lots mom sed I wuz invited too. Not big dawg tho, him has party skillz dat iz a work in progress. Him does haz wut mom did call da bull in chiyna shop sindrowm during partees - dis iz ok for adult hyoman partee so he cud worked on sit-stays. Not so gud for partee wut haz little hyomans too wif da running and skreeming and wrastling cuz dat is wut big dawg does loves to joyn in wif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We gotted to dis partee early so I cud aklimayt to da new surrowndings, getted re-akwaynted wif da cuzin dawgs, and mom cud helped Gigi prepayr. Well, da cuzin dawgs do agreed wif Maxim dat MY bed wuz bested bed in whole howse and did steeled it too!!! Even after mom did filled my bed up wif uder stuff, dey still wanted dis playce over all da soft cowches and laps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410444392923978626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SxXCgnU824I/AAAAAAAAAOI/bUE_wkhz0LE/s320/Chicken+Fried+103.JPG" /&gt;How roode. I iz jentulman tho and letted da notty girl dawgs steeled da bed. I had more important works to do, and dis wuz be gard dawg over cuzin Jazz wut was napping liyk all teenaygur hyomans do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410445263724946194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SxXDTTUFIxI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/YxuK27MF0Lo/s320/Chicken+Fried+021.JPG" /&gt;Well, whiyl I taked on dis most important responsubilitee da cuzin dawgs did konspiyr agenst me and did started to steel my kibbul foods. I is gentulman and wayt until dem girls waz done eated wifout any notty mouf noyses, so mom sed dis day she wud turn blind eye to all da hyoman nommies dat wud mebbe "aksidentully" ended up in my mouf, on akownt of selubrashun tiym. Whew, I taked full advantij-thanx mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410445921803802914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SxXD5m2TmSI/AAAAAAAAAOY/oGcpo9EtYpQ/s320/Chicken+Fried+009.JPG" /&gt;My fayvorit part of dis partee wuz to visut my cuzin Mimi. She is most sweetest cuzin and does loved me lots. She is da best and knowed blind dawg rools and do always telled me she is gonna picked me up and does petted me lots. Da best part waz dat since my gard dawg Maxim did stayed home she wud be my gard hyoman all nite. She gived all da littul hyomans an oreiuntashun on wut da rools was for behayving niyc to littul blind dawg, and she teeched dem how to petted me niyc and everything. She wud be gud V.E.T. someday. If she is V.E.T., I bet she is kind dat gives you lots of nommies. NOT da kind dat gived chiken pills dat maked you sleepy den steels all your rownd things wen you sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her wanted to helped my mom trayned me rite, so mom teeched her how to give my commands. Waz hard to konsuntrayt cuz da girl cuzin dawgs was wanted to play too - but we did it pretty gud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9f9036c3a40a1bf4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9f9036c3a40a1bf4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330170955%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D68E70985AE0F3BFCDA60AB4C322C483E2EA302FC.3E4385A6AFFEFCA50AF68D042B44EEED26736E48%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9f9036c3a40a1bf4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dm7F4zLfcb5mJ4lXDyXspYY3Uy1U&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9f9036c3a40a1bf4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330170955%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D68E70985AE0F3BFCDA60AB4C322C483E2EA302FC.3E4385A6AFFEFCA50AF68D042B44EEED26736E48%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9f9036c3a40a1bf4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dm7F4zLfcb5mJ4lXDyXspYY3Uy1U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dem girl cuzin dawgs finully wented to sleep-dem wuz exhawsted from be da krazy dawgs dat runs arownd liyk dem gotted katnips.  Mom sed dis behayvyor from da cuzin dawgs is reezon dat in dikshonary der is notty word by wut hyomans call girl dawgs. I kan't tell you notty word, cuz I is gud dawg - you wud have to look it up by yourself kay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410446710179128514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SxXEnfxoZMI/AAAAAAAAAOg/l7tzX7PqHyQ/s320/Chicken+Fried+014.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since dem did exhawsted me too, I went on dek to see if I cud get some of da winestuff dat hyomans wuz drinked, it seem to maked dem happy. Da lids waz on tho, so all I cud do was sniffed.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410442110000576818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SxXAbuxmOTI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Pa3XzBi3W5w/s320/Chicken+Fried+141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dat is da partee - wuz most graytest selubrashun! I had fun tiym and hope I gets inviyted to da next one too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles-Buddy Dawg&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/5983627831078335927-1207357662446641902?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/1207357662446641902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/12/party-on.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/1207357662446641902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/1207357662446641902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/12/party-on.html' title='Party on!!'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SxXCgnU824I/AAAAAAAAAOI/bUE_wkhz0LE/s72-c/Chicken+Fried+103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-577191989617342359</id><published>2009-11-30T12:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T12:29:59.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Note from my house sitter.</title><content type='html'>Hi! This is The Mom. As Buddy told you I recently spent a week in lovely Mexico with Gman and gaggle of friends...ahhh, paradise. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409978190695455058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SxQagEsDWVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Ze_o8t_kFsc/s320/Mexico+231.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was my first time leaving the disabled dog alone, so as you can imagine I was a little nervous. Ok, I'll be honest - I &lt;em&gt;freaked out!!!&lt;/em&gt;  What if Buddy goes on a hunger strike?  What if Maxim eats...well...anything (blanket, pillows, couch, TV).  What if they get sick and no one notices?  The stairs, too many stairs!!  What if he leaves the stove on?  Gasp, gasp, gasp.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dog sitter did amazing though, the boys are happy, healthy, and a little chunkier than when we left (how many treats did they get a day, I wonder?).  Buddy has learned a new trick.  While we were gone I put all treats/bones/toys on the window ledge for easy access for dog sitter.  Buddy will now go and stand with his nose to the wall, chirp the most pitiful little chirps, and "stare" up at the treats.  Some might call this begging, I just call it adorable.  Of course, we will be nipping this little trick in the bud soon.  But for now I just bask in the joy that my blind dog can position himself &lt;em&gt;exactly&lt;/em&gt; where the tasty treats are, even though there is a 4 foot upwards distance between them and him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our sitter was excellent, he texted me updates every day so I wouldn't worry (actually, probably so I wouldn't call him constantly - but whatever, it worked). The texts usually included some kind of "both tails are wagging" comment, which warmed my heart every time.  I think the boys miss him now, we might have to arrange play dates ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the letter from our sitter:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you guys had a great time! Everything was and is fine here. I put the pillow on the stairs so Buddy wouldn't try to climb up. Buddy said he likes it better down there so he can hear more stuff. We had a loooong talk about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope the dogs seem normal, everything was cool the entire time! They ate, played, wagged and bathroomed outside the entire time. It was fun! See yall soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dog Sitter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awww! YAY!  My boys get an A+!  Bravo guys, I am so proud of you.  And yes, Buddy, you can stay downstairs now instead of being locked in the bedroom.  You earned it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Til tomorrow-A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-577191989617342359?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/577191989617342359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/11/note-from-my-house-sitter.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/577191989617342359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/577191989617342359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/11/note-from-my-house-sitter.html' title='Note from my house sitter.'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SxQagEsDWVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Ze_o8t_kFsc/s72-c/Mexico+231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-1500889393483704980</id><published>2009-11-28T17:30:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T17:44:24.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm baaaack.</title><content type='html'>Hi frends! Is me, da Buddy Dawg. I is back now. Mom gotted very busee wif da work stuffs, den she wented to Meksikow and leaved me here wif da big dawg. Mom sed littul dawgs liyk me is not 'posed to use da internez wifout adult supurvishuns - so I kud not updated my bloggy. She sed her liyf is bak to normul now so I cud update lots (wif supervishuns of korse). I will haf to reed all my frends bloggy's too, cuz I haz lots of katched up works to do-mebbe dat is wut I wud does wen Gman watches dat futbol stuffs tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I haz lots to telled you about all da new stuffs I is tryed to lern - but for today I wud just liyk to showed you some pikshures.... Cuz I wud getted so lownly wifout mom arownd I did cuddled my big dawg lots. He even letted me shared his bed - as you cud see him gived me da biggest part of da bed. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409317705216247490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SxHBywilRsI/AAAAAAAAANo/DrAzfO1uIY8/s320/Mexico+130.JPG" /&gt;Him sed dat I is a bed hawg - but I is not feeled liyk a hawg, I feeled nice and comfy. He gotted sik of me takin dis much of da bed and did steeled my bed insted. Did not fitted so gud, see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409319228928103122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SxHDLczzEtI/AAAAAAAAANw/OPvTgjV6tx4/s320/Mexico+242.JPG" /&gt;Well, dat is enuf for today, sorry iz so short (liyk me!!) but I iz promise tomorrow wud be much more katched up stuff kay?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hugs &amp;amp; Kisses - Buddy Dawg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-1500889393483704980?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/1500889393483704980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-baaaack.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/1500889393483704980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/1500889393483704980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-baaaack.html' title='I&apos;m baaaack.'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SxHBywilRsI/AAAAAAAAANo/DrAzfO1uIY8/s72-c/Mexico+130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-7179966967534476509</id><published>2009-11-03T18:39:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T19:13:27.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 5 things to know before your dog goes blind...</title><content type='html'>1. Be very wary when a blind dog goes on a hunger strike. This problem is probably caused by depression. But coming up with creative ways to entice the appetite will inevitably create a monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My monster varies between demanding much higher quality foods than pure kibble, he has a refined pallet now.....and neurosis. There must be at least 3 and no more than 5 pieces of kibbles scattered around the bowl. Failure to comply causes secondary hunger strike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If your dog is currently sighted, decide now what you want your house to look like. If you like change, redecorate weekly. Hell, if you have time redecorate daily.  Trust me, they don't consult you prior to going blind-and moving anything can be disastrous. This includes placing items on your lap. Blind dogs often take a leap of faith (the couch was there, it will be there again) and land on a laptop, or worse-spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Three is the new number. Multiply everything by it. If it used to take 5 minutes to do the deed outside, it will now take 15. If your walk around the block used to take 15 minutes, plan for 45.   If the walk from the bedroom to the basement used to take 3 minutes....well, it's sometimes better if you just don't time it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Get a thick skin. Petsmart and the likes are your best friends.  Take your dog frequently to work leash skills and socialization-two very important skills.  Plus...it's fun to see the faces as you randomly announce commands such as "right, left, slowly, backup, army crawl" as you walk down the aisles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because your dog has no eyes doesn't mean he/she is diseased. I know that. But the designer dog moms at Petsmart doesn't realize that, and will think your dog carries leprosy or worse....the swine flu. What comes out of their mouths will astonish you, so have a list of quick-witted comebacks. .... If you don't think of a comeback until after she leaves, write it down! It will come in handy later.  If you never think of a comeback, well....pie in the face might work too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Don't think that you must give all pets equal attention. Not only will your arms become extremely sore from overpetting and fetching with the "normal" dog-but once your blind dog is acclimated, your sighted one will still demand constant attention, as this is the new normal for him/her. This is known as the "Love Whore" syndrome. (See photo below)  LWS can be the most difficult of all to work around, as having a 75 lbs dog under foot as you do mundane tasks such as shower, brush your teeth, or do sit-ups is an extreme obstacle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400061388198754034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SvDfOMjjtvI/AAAAAAAAANg/UTomaBDlMzI/s320/One+day+post+surgery+010.JPG" /&gt;Most important things to know about owning a blind dog....no one will appreciate you more than a dog who fully trusts you to make their life better.  Nothing is more rewarding than knowing your dog trusts you to make his dark world safe and fill it with light.  A kiss and cuddle from a blind dog on a bad day is quite possibly the most wonderful feeling.  The first time your blind dog exhibits true independence again after losing his/her sight is quite possibly more rewarding than anything else you have ever done.  A blind dog will not judge you for your faults, and appreciates you overlooking theirs....they weren't aware they had faults in the first place!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buddy's mom-A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-7179966967534476509?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/7179966967534476509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/11/top-5-things-to-know-before-your-dog.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/7179966967534476509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/7179966967534476509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/11/top-5-things-to-know-before-your-dog.html' title='Top 5 things to know before your dog goes blind...'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SvDfOMjjtvI/AAAAAAAAANg/UTomaBDlMzI/s72-c/One+day+post+surgery+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-5308007130408729466</id><published>2009-10-30T17:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T18:08:39.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Hooowwwwwllloween</title><content type='html'>Mom did haz so much funs dressing da big dawg up in kostume, she gotted lots of funny pikshure liyk dis one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398546743271110674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Sut9qQgEOBI/AAAAAAAAANY/3GzwtSq0y60/s320/halloween+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So mom did sended dis next pikshure for da kostume kontest, but Daisy did used blakmayl pikshure from my bloggy insted (haha, take dat big dawg!). So here is foto of da big dawg in his kostume. Him wuz not impressed wif mom at all. But him is pashunt wif da hyoman, and is a sukker for food stuffs.  Gigi sed she mite turned mom in to da propur awthoriteez for abewsing da big dawg, cuz him is much too digunifiyd to wer such silly stuffs. But Gigi did putted her dawgs in owtfits all da tiym, not jus for speshul okazun, so she shud not maked fun!  I sed only call awthoriteez if dat meens I cud be only dawg and gits all da cookies, uder wize, is not worth it on akownt of big dawg.  Him is just for amuzyment aneehows.  So, dis is mom's fayvoryt....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398546614005336610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Sut9iu8tCiI/AAAAAAAAANQ/_uCSn2XQ7p4/s320/halloween+004.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dis wuz so much amyoozing to little dawg dat I wuz ::butt wiggle:: liyk krazy. &lt;em&gt;Tayk dat big dawg who did steeled all my nommies ::pfffftttt:: &lt;/em&gt;Den de unthinkubul did happuned. Mom torchered me too! How dayr she? I is disably dawg wif speshul priveluges, I shud not has to suffer wif dis indiginutee!!! Here is pikshure of wut da roode mom did at her torchur seshun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398546420328903810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Sut9XdcpNII/AAAAAAAAANI/wN7qAABgsKo/s320/halloween+005.JPG" /&gt; As you cud playnlee see I is NOT impressy wif dis new devulpment.  Gigi, you cud now call dem awthoriteez pleeze?  Saved me from dis roode and unnecessary hoomilyashuns kay?  I wud go to windo and lissen for da siruns now dat wud come to teech mom lessun abowt be da bad hyoman to da little dawg.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles-Buddy Dawg &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/5983627831078335927-5308007130408729466?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/5308007130408729466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-hooowwwwwllloween.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/5308007130408729466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/5308007130408729466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-hooowwwwwllloween.html' title='Happy Hooowwwwwllloween'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Sut9qQgEOBI/AAAAAAAAANY/3GzwtSq0y60/s72-c/halloween+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-2049715700175284707</id><published>2009-10-29T19:13:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T19:31:38.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>There is a new monster</title><content type='html'>So da snowed stuffs just keeped comin down. We gotted so much snows dat mom had to shovel me spot to be gud dawg and go owtsiyd to potty cuz it wuz hi as da big dawg's showldurs. I haz deciyd dat dis is not vunillah ise kreem wut Dennis da veezulah dawg tinks it iz. Iz akshully da sniffy monster. Da sniffy monster is very cold, haz wepun wut is snows, and do not be niyc to little blindy dawg. If you duz not beleev dat dis wepun is terribul den you must see dis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398198650178625410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SupBEkrj34I/AAAAAAAAAM4/loshAggeCxg/s320/Snow+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now dat I haz no more eyes I uses my sniffer lots to getted me wer I wants to be at. Owtsiyd is most important. I haz very strikt rowt dat i walks to go do da bizuness. Owt da door 5 paces, sharp rite den 8 paces, mark ovur wer big dawg pee at. Den go left little bit and do big job. Den sniff any stuffs dat is gud and leev some pee mayl for bad kitty wut do teez da big dawg (we iz in kahoots to mayk big dawg krazee, is working mebbe). Wen dis is done I use sniffer and finds mom agin to go back to da howse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, now dat da sniffy monster iz visit he did hiyd all my smell dat I use to find mom. So I gets lost and end up in so meny weerd playses. Dis is not okay for little dawg cuz snows iz very cold and iz maked me mizerabul. Sometiym iz so deep dat my hed is hided under da snows. I is gotta find some way to git dis sniffy monster owt of my yard, cuz him iz no funs at all. Dat is all for today cuz dis dawg do needs to warmed up wif cuddles from da mom and Gman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles-Buddy Dawg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-2049715700175284707?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/2049715700175284707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-is-new-monster.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/2049715700175284707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/2049715700175284707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-is-new-monster.html' title='There is a new monster'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SupBEkrj34I/AAAAAAAAAM4/loshAggeCxg/s72-c/Snow+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-2633288676893361079</id><published>2009-10-28T14:08:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T14:17:33.604-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday-What happened to fall?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SuimhG87fNI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9AC6ga9Wox4/s1600-h/Buddy+%26+Max+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397747241135602898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SuimhG87fNI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9AC6ga9Wox4/s400/Buddy+%26+Max+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OH NO! Wut is dis stuffs???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397746855150832658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SuimKpC_TBI/AAAAAAAAAMo/hcYeVkkKpTA/s400/Buddy+%26+max+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Suil6jrLnfI/AAAAAAAAAMg/wT2aqdUrcLo/s1600-h/Buddy+%26+Max+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Much bettur, tanks!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-2633288676893361079?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/2633288676893361079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/wordless-wednesday-what-happened-to.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/2633288676893361079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/2633288676893361079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/wordless-wednesday-what-happened-to.html' title='Wordless Wednesday-What happened to fall?'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SuimhG87fNI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9AC6ga9Wox4/s72-c/Buddy+%26+Max+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-7499690155755417079</id><published>2009-10-24T20:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T20:32:29.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so humiliated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SuO3N7OPy9I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/zCOM4lnRiF8/s1600-h/halloween+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396358228383615954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SuO3N7OPy9I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/zCOM4lnRiF8/s400/halloween+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now where's the frickin' cookie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-7499690155755417079?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/7499690155755417079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-so-humiliated.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/7499690155755417079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/7499690155755417079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-so-humiliated.html' title='I am so humiliated.'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SuO3N7OPy9I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/zCOM4lnRiF8/s72-c/halloween+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-1370939691683170611</id><published>2009-10-23T19:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T09:32:59.694-06:00</updated><title type='text'>She's on to me...</title><content type='html'>Dis is gud gud day for da Buddy dawg. I haz not eated so gud sins da surjery, part of my depressys is dat it maked me haz no aputiyt. Mom wish dat she cud take dis simptum for her to haz cuz sownds liyk gud diyet for hyoman. Iz not gud diyet for little dawg tho. I haz aputiyt for hyoman nommies, and cud eated dis all da tiym. Dis trik did worked for long tiym, and mom feeled so bad for me not eating so much dat she wud gived me speshul hyoman nommies so I did stay strong boy. But she finully did figyur out dat I was triking her. Reely tho, if you cud eated kibbuls all da days-or eated da buffay liyk &lt;a href="http://dennisthevizsla.wordpress.com/2009/10/23/saving-the-buffet/#more-3340"&gt;Tucker &lt;/a&gt;dawg do-you wud want buffay too! I waz jus sneeky in getted it from mom.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395980680489294658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SuJf1vtvW0I/AAAAAAAAAMI/Wn-doKA7USI/s320/Buddy+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;She telled me a few days ago dat I had choyses-I cud be hungery or I cud eated kibbles. No more hyoman nommies and treeted liyk baeybe dawg. For wiyl I did not beleeved her and wud not eated da kibbles. Still no hyoman nommies. I telled mom dat she wuz torchering me, to pllleeeeeeeze give da hyoman nommies. Nufin-she is one tuff kookee! Next day I did pafetic fays and sed to mom "oooh poor lil dawg, he haz no foodstuffs in his belleee. Him haz no eyes so dat meens speshul treets. Look at him be so pityfull." All she wud do is putted me in front of my kibbles and maked dem jinggly so I knowed wut was der. So, I gived up and eated dem kibbles. I do not haz so strong of da will liyk mom haz. Dis must be why she is da mom and I is da little dawg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haz been eated da kibbles for one tiym a day, but dis day waz furst tiym I did eated dem two tiym. Dey is not so gud as da chiyneez food dat mom eated, but dey was ok. Now I is lownging on mom's lap cuz she smell liyk da chiyneez foods. If I can't eats it I must sniffed it for long tiym. :::sniff. sniff. sniffsniff....sniffsniffsniffsniff. &lt;em&gt;Sneeze!&lt;/em&gt; sniff. sniff:::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles-Buddy Dawg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5983627831078335927-1370939691683170611?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/1370939691683170611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/shes-on-to-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/1370939691683170611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/1370939691683170611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/shes-on-to-me.html' title='She&apos;s on to me...'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SuJf1vtvW0I/AAAAAAAAAMI/Wn-doKA7USI/s72-c/Buddy+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-8252974317083397517</id><published>2009-10-22T17:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T18:11:30.345-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Circus Dog</title><content type='html'>Sorry iz been such long tiym since I did posted.  Mom did getted so buzy dat I cud not borrowed her 'puter.  I is bak now.  I haz finded out dat mom tinks mebbe I is lemin dawg too, liyk Gman sed.  I telled her to reeded my blog to see wut I tinks bout dem lemins but she sed dis is wut it is-deel wif it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, why she is changed her mind bout da lemin dawg is cuz wen she wuz petted me not dat long ago she finded one lumpy under my furs.  Is soft lumpy and do not hurts me.  She is gonna watched dis lumpy to see if mebbe is stress from da depressy stuff, and den she telled me I mite haz to go to V.E.T. to get it looked at.  Mom sed I haz two choyses, I cud haz nufin and iz go away soon, or I cud haz fatty tumor dat do not meens kansur-meens I is old.  She sed I cud not haz kansur, so git dat out my hed rite now.  I agrees wif her.  Is not kansur.  'Sides, if I cud chooze to go to V.E.T. or not to go - obveusly eny self respekted dawg chooze no tanks rite? 'Cept mebbe big dawg, him is not so smart and wud go cuz he wud chooze enyting dat is new and haz car riyd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On gud note, I haz aksidentully lerned new trik.  I does dis trik only for da nommies dat Daisy dawg did sended us, dem is majik nommies dat maked me a woooonnnndddeeerr-dawg!!  Mom sed I haz to lern new wurd for dis trik - cuz I do it rite now wen she sed "Forward Buddy" too much wifout nommies.  Dis is not at all wut she wants me to do, cuz if I be sirkus dawg wen she sed forward is deefeets purpose of lerned da english.  I sed wutever mom, you laffs at me and gives me nommies.  Mishun akomplished. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heer is da vidyo of sirkus dawg trik.  Is not gud vidyo, sorry!  Mom sed to telled you dat big dawg gotted treet too for he did da sit so gud and stopped da run for da nommies, she just din't put on vidyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a4737ddb90839772" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da4737ddb90839772%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330170955%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C024C4761F48A9722816C4496851C881597A559.D11C210DE09A0BCF641AE744B441E20172EBC21%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da4737ddb90839772%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDbiGdBOrKMjhN7CNO3G8D9vHpcU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da4737ddb90839772%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330170955%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C024C4761F48A9722816C4496851C881597A559.D11C210DE09A0BCF641AE744B441E20172EBC21%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da4737ddb90839772%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDbiGdBOrKMjhN7CNO3G8D9vHpcU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles-Buddy Dawg&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-8252974317083397517?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/8252974317083397517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/circus-dog.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/8252974317083397517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/8252974317083397517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/circus-dog.html' title='Circus Dog'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-1516412352295297389</id><published>2009-10-17T14:19:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T14:48:38.298-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Paw It Forward</title><content type='html'>Wow! We gotted prezent in da mayl. Dis is most eksiyting new develupmint. Dis is a Paw It Forward prezent from &lt;a href="http://daisydog.wordpress.com/page/2/"&gt;Daisy&lt;/a&gt;, she is beutiful pibble girl.  Mom din't letted us open it rite away, so Maxim did garded it until she sed it wuz tiym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393668195876839250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/StoopbOPn1I/AAAAAAAAALY/u3xmEtCExXA/s200/Buddy+%26+Maxim+004.JPG" /&gt; Den wen it wuz open I checked to maked sure was sayf, and not trik. Is sayf, Daisy wud never triked me, she is too nice I tinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393668541369479794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Stoo9iSG8nI/AAAAAAAAALg/WG9GCKjOGag/s200/Buddy+%26+Maxim+002.JPG" /&gt; I looked at dis toy first but is mebbe too big for me, so is da big dawgs new toy insted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393668840242507074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/StopO7q_bUI/AAAAAAAAALo/LfLThgiebNc/s200/Buddy+%26+Maxim+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Him loves to maked it skweeked lots, him plays tug wif mom and him do ::butt wiggle:: cuz is fun.  Gman hopes dat he brake da skweeky soon tho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393669942807337986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/StoqPHC7nAI/AAAAAAAAALw/Dr9n6pOek0g/s200/Buddy+%26+Maxim+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I gotted oktopus toy too! Dis one makes skweeky &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; krinkly sownds so dat I cud heers it lots. Is reely fun.  Is almost big as me, so I kin find it gud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393670707341485714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Stoq7nKE5pI/AAAAAAAAAL4/MAX8YdgvgVQ/s200/Buddy+%26+Maxim+025.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;We gotted cookies and a card too! Dis card wuz sweet card from Daisy wif charms dat we cud putted on our kollars, dey has inishuls so "B" for me and "M" for my brudder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393671102781015746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/StorSoSNRsI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VUIE3tDemGs/s200/Buddy+%26+Maxim+013.JPG" /&gt;Dis is most awesome day! Tanks Daisy for dis grayt day!  So, now is my turn to Paw It Forward.  Here iz da rools if you wants to played dis gaym! &lt;p&gt;1.  Be one of the first 3 commentors on this post that says I want to play!&lt;br /&gt;2.  Then I will send you a “Paw it Forward package” , it can be a stuffie or a treat or anything you want to send!&lt;br /&gt;3.  Then you need to blog about it!&lt;br /&gt;4.  And send a package to the first 3 commentors on your post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tank you veeerrrrry much Miss Daisy and her momma for invited me to played!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles-Buddy Dawg&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/5983627831078335927-1516412352295297389?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/1516412352295297389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/paw-it-forward.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/1516412352295297389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/1516412352295297389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/paw-it-forward.html' title='Paw It Forward'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/StoopbOPn1I/AAAAAAAAALY/u3xmEtCExXA/s72-c/Buddy+%26+Maxim+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-6040682761135637503</id><published>2009-10-15T19:56:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:59:54.614-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Chef!</title><content type='html'>Mom haz desiyded dat mebbe part of my depressy is dat wen I is downstayrs and all da hyomans is up-da-stayrs I is lonely. And since I still doesn't do up, I only does going downstayrs dat I can't git to my hyomans all da tiym dat I wants to, and dis maked me sad. So now she putted me on wutever floor of da howse she is at. She always setted me down on rug so I knows wer I starts from and doesn't git konfused wer I am at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dis doesn't sownd so eksiting eksept for dis one ting. Reddy? I gits to helps her cook! Wut dis meens for me tonite is dat it is awesome job. I is a tayst testur. She chop da karruts, and den I gits to eatted some karrut to maked shure dat is okay for hyoman to eatted. And she kooked da chiken and I getted to tasted piece to make sure was not sowmunilla in it. I try to tell her dat der was sowmunilla in it so dat I cud haz it all, but she din't believed it. I haz one ishu wif dis job. I is tinks mebbe dat da kooking uhven is in kahoots wif da stayr monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom maked all dis yummy yummy foods, den she stik it in da uhven and is not coming out for very long tiym. I garded da uhven to maked sure was gonna gived da hyoman nommies back. It taked forever, but evenchewally mom did pulled da nommies out. I tink dat mebbe da uhven fiyted her for dem cuz she sed notty word and den putted her hand under water. Dis worry me for little bit, but not very long cuz I had job to do-dis was watch (I mean smell) da nommies to maked sure no one eatted dem dat wuz not 'llowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393013996926654306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/StfVqCOF12I/AAAAAAAAALI/LWG3rxtIygA/s320/Buddy+%26+Maxim+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, and I waz tryed to figyur out how I cud eat dem before mom founded out....but she setted dem too hi for me to make very gud attempt. Big Dawg cud have helped me, but no mattur how much I tryed to git him to put it on da floor he wud not. He insisted dat gud big dawg duz not go in kichen, and definitely duz not eats nommies off da kownter. We wud haz to work on dis more, I cud benefit much biggur if he wud do dis kownter eats and sweeps. One tiym in trubbel is worth it, mebbe not for hims but for shore for me it wud be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doesn't knowed why he akts so hi and miyty cuz he duz stuffs dat he is not allowed, look wer mom katched him! He is not allowed to be heer cuz dis is hyoman cowch. He duz not looked remorseful tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393017808456216642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/StfZH5RjcEI/AAAAAAAAALQ/CWkR1PefxD4/s320/Buddy+%26+Maxim+021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he is gonna be notty dawg he cud at least does it wif da nommies so I cud haz some too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles-Buddy Dawg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-6040682761135637503?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/6040682761135637503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/top-chef.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/6040682761135637503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/6040682761135637503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/top-chef.html' title='Top Chef!'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/StfVqCOF12I/AAAAAAAAALI/LWG3rxtIygA/s72-c/Buddy+%26+Maxim+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-8038708393986060398</id><published>2009-10-14T19:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:49:26.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday-Snuggle Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/StZ_lQJK7iI/AAAAAAAAALA/YvpbDeO_CCE/s1600-h/Buddy+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 321px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392637881788067362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/StZ_lQJK7iI/AAAAAAAAALA/YvpbDeO_CCE/s400/Buddy+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/5983627831078335927-8038708393986060398?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/8038708393986060398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/wordless-wednesday-snuggle-time.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/8038708393986060398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/8038708393986060398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/wordless-wednesday-snuggle-time.html' title='Wordless Wednesday-Snuggle Time'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/StZ_lQJK7iI/AAAAAAAAALA/YvpbDeO_CCE/s72-c/Buddy+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-2582741861885789407</id><published>2009-10-13T17:35:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T18:01:50.759-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy trumps, every time.</title><content type='html'>So, I haz wut mom calls springed in my steps. Dis don't maked so much sense to me cuz I doesn't has no springs, I has legs and dat is it. But she sed I haz it. I waked up dis morning and thinked, "wow-I is thurstee". So I went and gotted a drink. Den, befor no one cud sed nuthin I zoomed down da stayrs. I wented so fast mom sed I wuz almost invizabul. If I wuz invisabul I cud have mayd it all da way to da kichin for da hyoman nommies, but I wuz not - so I only did maked it to da cowch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Den me and da big dawg wented owtsiyd to played. We played my favoryt game, dis is called "I peed last, neener neener". Dis is boy dawg bestest thing to do owtsiyd. So, Maxim gotted to goed first and he got da fense. I did not seed him goed (obveusly), but I heered and sniffed it. So I zoomed over (ok, I walked, but it wuz fast!) and goed too-only I din't see da fens so I goed on da leeves. I wuz so prowd I walked away wif hed high! Den wut do I heer?? Big Dawg did it agin. So I zoomed over and did it too. Well, sinse him is so much biggur den me dis gaym can't be abowt kwantitee, so we plays wif just whoever goed last winned. But wuz sad cuz mom din't let us go til der was winner. She maked us come in house - so we has game on paws, eberywon knows dat i will winned tho. I is bestest at dis game cuz my sniffer is in hi geer from being blindy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392235843920413362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/StUR7kYBQrI/AAAAAAAAAKg/NaqKPU8YTXs/s320/Buddy+%26+max+036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Hey, wut is dis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392236337003858050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/StUSYRQRiII/AAAAAAAAAKo/febw9-5CkVI/s320/Buddy+%26+max+049.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;I dunno, sniff is gud.  I is gonna biyt it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom did also getted us new treets. Dis is da new bones. Miyn is piggy skin wif duck skins wrapped arownd of it. Is not helthy treet, but wen you is sick den helthy is not so big deel as happy. 'Sides, be honest - does you eeted da chokolat for da helthy? How about wen you drinks da alkohols? See?! Happy trumped da helthy. At leest dis is wut mom keeped telling to herself wen she gived it to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392236743338469474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/StUSv69_qGI/AAAAAAAAAKw/0Y0DgA4imfA/s320/Buddy+%26+max+048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;ZOMG!!!  Must shuv whole fayc insiyd dis rite now. Nom Nom Nom!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392237044441058722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/StUTBcqcjaI/AAAAAAAAAK4/FREhy18py0Y/s320/Buddy+%26+max+038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Mom, cud I sleeped wif miyn tonite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles-Buddy Dawg&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-2582741861885789407?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/2582741861885789407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-trumps-every-time.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/2582741861885789407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/2582741861885789407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-trumps-every-time.html' title='Happy trumps, every time.'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/StUR7kYBQrI/AAAAAAAAAKg/NaqKPU8YTXs/s72-c/Buddy+%26+max+036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-1957436062636930473</id><published>2009-10-11T15:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T15:37:25.805-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning New Languages</title><content type='html'>I haz new fayvorit ting.  Wen I was seeing dawg i sleeped by mom &amp;amp; Gman's feets &amp;amp;  I keeped dem warm all nite.  I protekted dem feets from all da monsters up hi, and da big dawg protekted dem from all da floor monsters.  Maxim Dawg still haz to sleeped on da floor, but now dat I doesn't has eyes I haz fownd bettur spot to sleeped at.  Dis is rite on mom's pilloh.  I tucks my fayce under her fayce so dat I cud feeled her breeth all nite long.  Dis makes me not ankshus and I cud sleeped da hole nite liyk dis way, cuz I knowed where mom is and dat she is protekting me.  Mom sed is not komfurtabul even lil bit, dat she gits Buddy hairs in her mouf and I is suffocayting her sometyms. Gman sed I hogs da bed more den my 6 lbs shud be allowed.  But dey lets me does it aneeway, cuz rite now I needs to be not ankshus.  Man, dis gettin' wut you wants gig is reely workin out for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom sed I is reely gud at knowed where to goes now.  I desiyd dat mebbe cats are smart abowt wiskurs.  So I uses my wiskurs liyk cat does.  I walk wif my nose kinda up hi, den wen my wiskurs feels sometin, I slowed down and sniffs harder.  I doesn't play ping-pong-Buddy down da house so much aneemor.  Dat is reely gud, cuz ping-pong-Buddy is not fun game!  Even if da big dawg laffs....wich I mite add is roode, he shud not laffs at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I has vidyo to show you!  Is not sooper eksiyting, cuz I doesn't dance liyk smart Honey Dawg-and I doesn't fite chikens liyk brayv Dennis Dawg.  But, I does knowed walking triks!  Now, I has been walking since I was baebe dawg, so why wud I need triks for dis?  Well, mom sed she wud helped me see stuff so I knowed where to goes and not gits hurt in new sichewashuns.  But for her to helped me dis way, I has to knowed english langwage.  So mostly, I is not lerning to walks-I is lerning english!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-614ad00b798b9bd2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D614ad00b798b9bd2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330170955%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6DF8E1EE0EAF20743BE18A3A8EAC6411287A00D6.CDA76E6A3E5A7375F7EF94141F3D548A6E59E1B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D614ad00b798b9bd2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DllQ-8QhkrDBhhXkpf9w6uDFZ9uQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D614ad00b798b9bd2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330170955%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6DF8E1EE0EAF20743BE18A3A8EAC6411287A00D6.CDA76E6A3E5A7375F7EF94141F3D548A6E59E1B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D614ad00b798b9bd2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DllQ-8QhkrDBhhXkpf9w6uDFZ9uQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-1957436062636930473?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/1957436062636930473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/learning-new-languages.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/1957436062636930473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/1957436062636930473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/learning-new-languages.html' title='Learning New Languages'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-4679147389707104995</id><published>2009-10-10T16:10:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T17:20:44.605-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You probably don't want to read this.</title><content type='html'>I'm serious. This is Buddy's mom writing. He is eating (finally-which is now an every other day occurance) and I am hijacking his blog. So if you came for funny stories about how I finally figured out the reason he won't eat his kong is that I accidentally bought plain yogurt instead of vanilla, and it's sour and not appetizing-or the only reason I figured this out is that I finally tasted it....from the kong. Stop reading. Seriously. I need to vent and this is where I am doing it.&lt;br /&gt;I am doing it here, because if I say any of this to anyone else I will get that knowing look. You know the one. The one that says "I knew you bit off more than you could chew." "It's just a dog, let it go." That look. I am doing it here, so that when I am done I can put on my brave face and tell the world I am conquering this mountain, and all that silver lining, rainbows, red roses crap. So, I warned you. Stop reading. Buddy will be back tomorrow -and I am sure he will make fun of me in some hilarious fashion, because as you all know he is much smarter than me. And while he indulges me, he also mocks. In his sweet 6lbs way.&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I am doing. I am freaking out. Freaking. out. Did I do the right thing? It took him forever to recover from his last surgery. He was timid and clingy and not at all the terror we knew. We had resigned ourselves to the fact that he might have become a lapdog, and that was fine. Then, this summer. Wow this summer. He was back!! With his zoomies, and stealing his brother's bones, and attacking the sheets. The crazy was back, and it was awesome. And the timing sucked. Because almost immediately, his last eye blew.&lt;br /&gt;And I agonized over it. But I never doubted that he needed this surgery, and he would get this surgery, and he would be fine. Only he's not fine. Not even in the same county as fine. He is so depressed and I don't know what to do. I am his mom, I should fix it right? Only I can't. I try so hard, and my husband tries. My husband who indulges my love of dogs, but also thinks I might be a little crazy, tries. He actually has full blown conversations with the dog now. Crazy right? So not like him, but he tries for me, and for Buddy, and for him-because he loves him. And Maxim has given Buddy his toys, so he is trying too. God, it feels like we are all trying except Buddy. Only we can't make him try because lets face it, you can't &lt;em&gt;make &lt;/em&gt;a terrier do anything.&lt;br /&gt;So he lays around....all darn day. The dog that used to refuse to be in a room alone will lay on the couch for hours, even when you cook. Even when it's steak. C'mon steak?? Get off the couch for steak, man!&lt;br /&gt;Last night he sneezed and it must have hurt like the dickens because I have NEVER heard him scream like that. Imagine stepping on a chihuahua, then magnify by 10 and make it last for hours (ok, it wasn't hours, a minute maybe. But for me, eternity.) And I can't fix it. I don't know what I am doing, and I don't think I am good enough for this poor sweet boy who only wants to give kisses and smell flowers. Only now he doesn't even give kisses. Not even if you stick your face right in front of his nose. Not even if you JUST ate peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;I am not a dog trainer. I am not a dog whisperer. I am not even a graduate of obedience classes. I am just a dog lover trying to do the best thing for my boys. Only I cannot figure out the best thing. I am soooo scared that I am putting him through hell, and he doesn't understand why. And he hates me for it. The vets, the specialists, the internet all said dogs recover quickly. They don't need sight, they adjust fast. People sometimes don't even know their dog is blind. Liars. Big fat dirty liars. My dog knows....and he is pissed!&lt;br /&gt;Basically that's it. I feel like a failure, I feel like Buddy gave up. Only he can't give up. Because I said so.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you read this sorry. But I warned you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-4679147389707104995?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/4679147389707104995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-probably-dont-want-to-read-this.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/4679147389707104995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/4679147389707104995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-probably-dont-want-to-read-this.html' title='You probably don&apos;t want to read this.'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-6303464232201868562</id><published>2009-10-09T17:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T18:08:46.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Awards to Give!</title><content type='html'>I gotted two awards for being gud dawg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dis first wuz from my frend &lt;a href="http://myfavoriteboots.blogspot.com/"&gt;Boots &lt;/a&gt;cuz I is a Top Dawg:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390751934813066354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss_MUsLIVHI/AAAAAAAAAKE/wdnLsZqkqjo/s320/princess-climbing-to-the-top1.jpg" /&gt;Da rools is you pass dis one to more top dawgs. So I is gonna gived it to &lt;a href="http://dennisthevizsla.wordpress.com/2009/10/08/motivation-tucker-has-it/"&gt;Tucker&lt;/a&gt;, cuz he tried to be da top dawg wen he was getted on top of da chayr for da hooman nommies. Clicked his naym for da cool vidyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dis next was from Daisy, she sed is just award to maked you feel gud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390754395523929762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss_Oj7CUVqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/LV-OQti7smU/s320/happy-harvest-daisy-dog.jpg" /&gt;I wud liyk to gived dis award to &lt;a href="http://dixiethecatahoula.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dixie&lt;/a&gt;, cuz she is sooper smart dawg and such gud helper for her mom.  I wud liyk to give dis one to Dubby too, who is &lt;a href="http://dozersblog.wordpress.com/"&gt;Dozer's &lt;/a&gt;foster brudder.  He wuz cutest bee-dawg in da world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles-Buddy Dawg&lt;br /&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/5983627831078335927-6303464232201868562?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/6303464232201868562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/awards-to-give.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/6303464232201868562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/6303464232201868562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/awards-to-give.html' title='Awards to Give!'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss_MUsLIVHI/AAAAAAAAAKE/wdnLsZqkqjo/s72-c/princess-climbing-to-the-top1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-2694546372693609210</id><published>2009-10-08T19:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T19:20:59.099-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wut is goin on? Is only Oktobur, is tiym for da leeves to falled from trees. Dis is my favoryt cuz der is so many new smells and stuffs dat me and big dawg cud peed on. If you jus stands still, new stuffs will majikally appeer in fronts of you. But da wether man he did skipped da fall. Is snowing outsiyd. I doesn't liked da snow, wen you is little liyk me you gets lost in da snow and your hyoman has to finded you. I hopes dis one don't lasts too long! &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390403520551499650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss6PcT58t4I/AAAAAAAAAJs/iF-WYA4Urag/s320/Buddy+006.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Maxim tryed to attak da snows to make it goed away, but no matter how many he bited at - it just keeped comin down. He needs to praktise dis trik more and not so much on da ones mom does, dis is much more usefull if you asks me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390403678158680418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss6PlfCbcWI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/zL795_8rrIQ/s320/Buddy+009.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Dis is all for today, cuz I is still battle da depressys and mom sed me to go snuggled her insted of played on compooter. We is hoping dat tomorrow I wud have fun vidyo to showed you of my new triks wich is Forward and Left. Is getting much better, not perfect yet - but gud enuf dat I gets da nommies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles-Buddy Dawg&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/5983627831078335927-2694546372693609210?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/2694546372693609210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/wut-is-goin-on-is-only-oktobur-is-tiym.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/2694546372693609210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/2694546372693609210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/wut-is-goin-on-is-only-oktobur-is-tiym.html' title=''/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss6PcT58t4I/AAAAAAAAAJs/iF-WYA4Urag/s72-c/Buddy+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-5918136617809697951</id><published>2009-10-07T11:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T11:10:02.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday-The Worms Revenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SszK4Dc7_oI/AAAAAAAAAJE/7bp1uDDqfgA/s1600-h/Buddy+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389905918403804802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SszK4Dc7_oI/AAAAAAAAAJE/7bp1uDDqfgA/s400/Buddy+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SszKq8ZyHKI/AAAAAAAAAI8/2s_vYxHpVSg/s1600-h/Buddy+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5983627831078335927-5918136617809697951?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/5918136617809697951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/wordless-wednesday-worms-revenge.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/5918136617809697951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/5918136617809697951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/wordless-wednesday-worms-revenge.html' title='Wordless Wednesday-The Worms Revenge'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SszK4Dc7_oI/AAAAAAAAAJE/7bp1uDDqfgA/s72-c/Buddy+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-4083784927967910857</id><published>2009-10-06T18:13:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:38:25.784-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a Lapdog?</title><content type='html'>So, is true! Da kan't-a-lope is da bestest nommie in da world and makes me smartr too! Mom is letting me eatted it insted of nommies wen we works on my new tricks, and it made my brain be bigger I tinks. Today I figyur out dat "Buddy, Forward" reely meens dat I don't has to sit anymores. So I standed up and walks to da voice dat I heer. Den I gets kan't-a-lopes. (Couple tries I bited at treet before mom gived it to me. She sed I is luckee dat I can't seed da treet so missed her fingers. I have strong suspishun she is rite!) Holy, cow dis is awesome! All I has to do is walked to mom to get dis grayt nommy treet? Why does it taked me so long to lerned dis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wutever you do, don't tell da big dawg. He still don't knowed dis new and amayzing treet-gitter trick. So he has to do uder stuff like "Touch It, Stand Up, Sit Down, blah blah". His nommy is much harder to getted. But to be fayr, he has two eyes - and I has none. Tho, mom sed is no exkuse. I still has to do all on my own like uder dawgs, darn dat independanse ting. Is sooo over-rayted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is skayred dat I is getting lil depressy. My wurld is kinda skary now and so I doesn't try to do dat much. I doesn't played wif her no more. Not even wen she putted me under da blankit so I cud preetend to be da bad blankit monster and attaks all da stuffs outsiyd da blanky, dat use to be my favoryt one. She even gived me freezed kong wif da peenut butter, nanas, and go-gurt. I eated da peenut butter, and leaved da rest so I cud go layed on my blue blankie. Wut self respekting dawg leeves nommies, 'speshully in da frozed kong? So, now she is workin' hard to finded stuff dat i luvs so dat I can not be depressy and napped all da tiym on da blu blanky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389649784664355010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ssvh7G6t8MI/AAAAAAAAAI0/wrT6OsqnUY4/s320/Buddy+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem is, I just wanna be lap dawg. I read on innernet dat der is lotsa dawgs dat all dey does is be lap dawgs, and dey is even bigger den me. Mom has uder plans tho, she sed I is terrier. Terrier is not lap dawg, terrier is dawg dat is krazy dawg. Sumone needs to konvins her I is not terrier, mebbe I is yeorky? cheewawa?? Or pooodul?? Dem is lap dawgs rite? Mebbe I is doburmin like Maxim da big dawg? He is most lap dawg I ever did meet. I is gonna go now and find kostume dat makes mom tink I is a dawg dat is allowd to be lap dawg. Den mebbe she wud let me just lye arouwnd all da tiym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles-Buddy Dawg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-4083784927967910857?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/4083784927967910857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-is-true-da-kant-lope-is-da-bestest.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/4083784927967910857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/4083784927967910857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-is-true-da-kant-lope-is-da-bestest.html' title='What&apos;s in a Lapdog?'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ssvh7G6t8MI/AAAAAAAAAI0/wrT6OsqnUY4/s72-c/Buddy+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-565404369984860280</id><published>2009-10-05T21:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T22:55:26.808-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crate Escape</title><content type='html'>Today V.E.T. gived me cleen bill of helth! He sed I is doing grayt and dat I is gud waiyt rite now and eberyting. Only bad on me is da teef. But mom sed she is too skared dat i wud git depressy if I has to has more stuffs dun to me wifout my permishun. So we is gonna kleened my teef later. Dat meens dat I doesn't has to go back to dem for a long time ::butt wiggle:: ::butt wiggle::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Da V.E.T. did telled me too dat he is surpriyzed how sweet I still is to him. Dat wif all da bad stuff dat happen in da past yer (3 majer surjery) and how dey always gives me shots and owies dat he tinks I has ekscuse to be little bit grumpy wif him. He don't knows my mom dat well apparently. Mom don't put up wif grumpy. We is told we has to be gud dawgs to hyomans, dat no matters wut da hyoman is helping and to letted dem do dat and den dey wud give us nommies for it. She is always rite too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I wented to da studio agin wif mom so she cud teeched da dancing. I was in much better mood now dat my eye-spot din't hurted and I wasn't takin da chiken pills dat makes you dizzy. I spended lots of tiym meeting new little hyomans and even some big ones too! Little hyomans is so tiyring. Dey has all da kweshtuns all da time, and dey wants to petted me soo much, and den dey tink it so funny to throw ball cuz I doesn't see wer it goes. I had funs for long tiym, but wen I gotted too tiyred of being gud ambassahdur to disably dawgs, I found a sekrit hiyding spot. My fur-cuzins has a crayt at da studio. I hasn't been in crayt since I was baebe cuz I gotted to earned my indipendans. Well, dis crayt was perfect spot! I wuz not too prowd to goed in it and hiyd. No little hyomans cud seed me and so I take long nappy. Dis is hevin spot at studio I tinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389334184754547170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsrC4xoqCeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/iL6BA4rr1-M/s320/Buddy+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom sed soshilizashun is very important now so dat I doesn't forgit wut is liyk to meeted new hyomans and new dawgs. I does so gud at it now, so mom doesn't want dat gud dawg skill to git rusty. I sed she shud just git some oil and wen it looks rusty, den just puted in some oil and is all better. She sed not da saym rusty at all....I sed, mom dis is why dawgs doesn't has so many wurds - gets too konfuzy!! So I is gonna goes to da studio once in a while for now on, to keep up my mad skillz of soshilizashun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles-Buddy Dawg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-565404369984860280?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/565404369984860280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/crate-escape.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/565404369984860280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/565404369984860280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/crate-escape.html' title='The Crate Escape'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsrC4xoqCeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/iL6BA4rr1-M/s72-c/Buddy+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-3519526900357189956</id><published>2009-10-04T17:22:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T17:36:15.913-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Cow. Heaven in My Mouth.</title><content type='html'>I has found da most amazying ting in da wurld. Dis is a hyoman nommy dat is named kant-a-lope. Well, it has can't in da name so I was tinkin mebbe I's not s'pose to eated it. But den it falled on da floor and I knowed it had to be mine. I putted on my zoomy zoomy and raced to da spot wer it did falled. I was faster den da mom, even wif her two eyes. I gotted it and snached it rite up into my mouf and da flayvor wuz liyk hevin. I din't reely git chanse to chewed it, cuz if I taked my tiym I knowed dat mom wud try to git it back. So, like seel eating fish I did ::gulp:: and down da hatch it goed. ZOMG dis is bestest nommy ever. Fergit da kibble, is not gud enuf for me now. I is striktly kant-a-lope dawgy from now on. So...how to konvinse da hyomans of dis??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388891279976876210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SskwEUw4yLI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tZ29AveKGXc/s320/Buddy+016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;More please :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;At first wen I grabbed da kant-a-lope mom kinda was scared. She din't know if I cud have dis foody or if it wud maked me sick. But she sed is ok, I can has dis kind. And, cuz she sawed how much I loved it. She sed sometymes she wud use dis treat to trained me - so dat I cud getted more. Mebbe know I cud chewed it lil bit and sayvor da flayvor. I bet if she gived me dis nommy I wud do "Forward" liyk champyon. We will seed tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles - Buddy Dawg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-3519526900357189956?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/3519526900357189956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/save-life-sunday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/3519526900357189956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/3519526900357189956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/save-life-sunday.html' title='Holy Cow. Heaven in My Mouth.'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SskwEUw4yLI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tZ29AveKGXc/s72-c/Buddy+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-2524040592709739959</id><published>2009-10-03T20:07:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T21:15:40.437-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom is Definitely Not A Genius</title><content type='html'>So, mom spended lots of time wen I wuz baebe dawg techin me to has manners. One of dis manners was to sit pretty until I is gived da nommies. Never never tried to take da nommies from da hand, dat is not nice. But now she did switched da rooles, and I is konfuzed. Mom gotted a book to helped her teech me to be gud blind dawg. So, now she tinks dat she is jeenus or sometin' but reely she is just makin my hed spinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She holds da treet rite in fronts of my nose so dat I cud smelled da nommy gudness of da jerky dat Cookie made me, so I is tinkin ok cool! I gets nommies!! Den I does "Go Go Gatjit Buddy" and stretches my neck to get dis jerky. Well, mom don't gives me it. She goes more far away and sayed "Forward Buddy". So wut is a gud dawg to do? Wen I had da eyes I wuz s'pose to sit pretty and waited until she gives it to me. Now, I tink mebbe I has it figyered out. I is s'pose to stretches longer to getted da treet. But she just keeps movin it away. So I does ::butt scoot:: ::butt scoot:: to get better angul at nommies-but I stay sittin' liyk gud dawg. I tink mebbe she wanted me to walk some to da treet cuz she sed "Forward Buddy, get off your butt and walk some." But dat is not wut gud dawg does, cuz gud dawg does not snatched da nommies from da hyoman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, mom sed we is at road block. I tink it is becuz she wants me to be bad dawg to get da nommies. I sed to mom, why did I spend so much baeybe time lerning all dis manners if now I doesn't has to used dem?? Woman, you are makin' me cuh-razy. So, we is gonna has to figyur dis out soon, I is tinkin. Mom seemed little frustrayty, but I knowed dat she is not frustrayty at me. She is frustrayty wif her for not speekin' gud dawg langwage to maked me knowed wut she wants. So I gived her Buddy kisses, and I tinks dat helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388565121255314146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsgHbY17kuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/MuAMSoqf0ro/s320/Buddy+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we hitted dis road block and cud not do no more - mom treeted me to a walk. Dis was a walk outsiyd on da leesh. At first it was kinna skeery. Der was so many smell dat I cud not rekognize, and den da siydwalk wud goed up and down and sometyme I wud falled off. But after a lil while - I decide dat even as blind dawg, walks are still da bestest ever. I did ::butt wiggle:: ::butt wiggle:: to letted mom knowed how much I was sayin tanks for da walk. And she letted me goed sooper slow so I cud sniffed all da gud sniffy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I is exhawsted. Maxim da Big Dawg is being annoying cuz mom maded him new toy - so I is gonna finds my blue blankie and taked a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; snuggles-Buddy Dawg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-2524040592709739959?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/2524040592709739959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-mom-spended-lots-of-time-wen-i-wuz.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/2524040592709739959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/2524040592709739959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-mom-spended-lots-of-time-wen-i-wuz.html' title='Mom is Definitely Not A Genius'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsgHbY17kuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/MuAMSoqf0ro/s72-c/Buddy+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-6881346379970143283</id><published>2009-10-01T18:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T18:50:47.372-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Independence is Over-rated</title><content type='html'>So I din't knowed dis but der is akshully TWO stair monsters. One dat gits you on da way ups, and one dat gits you da way downs. Da way ups one is da strongest of dem and he is so skary dat I doesn't goed neer hims anymore. But, I Buddy da Grayt Whiyt Huntr has banish da down stair monster to Catdom. Sory to all da cats dat mite reeded dis, but you has da claus - you shud be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom tink dat mebbe wen I did stairs wif Gman home it was just cuz he forgetted me for so long in da office dat I was force to maked my presenz knowed. Well, dat and cuz mebbe I wud git hyoman nommies (still bitter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she was sneeky wif me. She putted me upstairs, den went and filled my food bowl wif kibbles, and din't come back to gets me. I cried lil bit and did my eyes so pittyful but she din't fall for nufin. So I had to goed down, I did it like dogs dat has eyes-dat how gud I am. Here is video of my grayt defeet of da monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1174b38e0c9055fd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1174b38e0c9055fd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330170956%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55735919720809F4936DFD294627342879AD6CA2.4D75E02690277E70BD2D25C42FACF9DE08F0A168%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1174b38e0c9055fd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWycoPp-jraiLYc4xap0kEA2Ei8c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1174b38e0c9055fd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330170956%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55735919720809F4936DFD294627342879AD6CA2.4D75E02690277E70BD2D25C42FACF9DE08F0A168%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1174b38e0c9055fd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWycoPp-jraiLYc4xap0kEA2Ei8c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dis vidyo may seemed like nufin much, but dis is hyug step for me to be tuff dawg dat don't needs mom all da time. I is workin on somfin called indipendans. No idea wut dat word meens, but I haf a feelin I wud like about da same as growin da karakture, wich is not dat much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now let's tak about how mom keeps sayin "look" in da vidyo. Reely mom? Look at my fays. Look, do you see dem peepers? Nope, you see dem eye-spots. I don't has peepers so I doesn't look at nufin, woman!! I smells, and I feels, and I heers you. I tink you needs to konsidur revyzing da langwage wif me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; snuggles - Buddy Dawg&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-6881346379970143283?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/6881346379970143283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/independance-is-over-rated.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/6881346379970143283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/6881346379970143283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/10/independance-is-over-rated.html' title='Independence is Over-rated'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-7398272257079031768</id><published>2009-09-30T17:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T17:22:55.181-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsPoMzcO18I/AAAAAAAAAIE/J-Pfv4ZC1P0/s1600-h/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387404885929940930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsPoMzcO18I/AAAAAAAAAIE/J-Pfv4ZC1P0/s400/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look Buddy, I found a worm for ya! Wait, it's a stick. Nevermind, MINE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-7398272257079031768?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/7398272257079031768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/wordless-wednesday_30.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/7398272257079031768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/7398272257079031768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/wordless-wednesday_30.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsPoMzcO18I/AAAAAAAAAIE/J-Pfv4ZC1P0/s72-c/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-7688576129980705723</id><published>2009-09-29T17:21:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T17:43:37.957-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep a Close Eye On the Rug</title><content type='html'>So mom wented to da dance studio yesterday and leaved me at home. I was tinkin dis was grayt idea until she showed me where I had to stayed at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to had da whole howse to myself and cud goes anywere dat I want. I had dis speshul privuhlig cuz I is sooper gud dawg and never goes potty in da house. I had to worked lots of yers to earned dis privuhlig. Now dat I has only eye-spots and no eyes I has to goed in da hyomna bafroom when dey leaved. I doesn't go potty in da house still, and has no aksident - even when I was eating da chiken pills dat makes you dizzy, dunno why I is getting punish. Mom sed is for my own gud. ::growly:: ::growly:: I doesn't lyked dis new rool so I letted her knowed. I cried lots and made my skwiril sownds but she doesn't saved me so der I stayed. I was still gud dawg so I didn't pottied anywere - but I was tinkin to mebbe go on her new rug, just to prooved my poynt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I has some exciting news stuffs too. I, Buddy Dawg da grayt whiyt huntr has defeeted da stair monster. He is still skary and somtymes gits me, but yesterday I winned! Mom wuz at works and Gman was home wif me. He leaved me in da office spot upstairs so dat he cud go in da kitchen. If you is dawg den you knowed dat da kitchen is where all da hyoman foods falls on da floors and you get reely gud nommies dat you won't git if you isn't rite under da feets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wud not let such a grayt oppertoonity passed me by. I comed down da stairs wifout even tinkin bout it. Gman sed my tekneek were flawdless, I did so gud. Sad thing, I still did not get hyoman nommies so my efforts was waysted. If dat is how dey is gonna play, I will just make sure dat mom carries me from now on. I was so sad dat i din't git da hyoman nommies dat I wented outside and eat da grasses insted. Dat was pretty gud too, wud be better if der was wormies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387037340436602914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsKZ61x9ICI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1EOQbbaOZPM/s320/Buddy+and+max+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses and snuggles-Buddy Dawg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-7688576129980705723?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/7688576129980705723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-mom-wented-to-da-dance-studio.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/7688576129980705723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/7688576129980705723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-mom-wented-to-da-dance-studio.html' title='Keep a Close Eye On the Rug'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsKZ61x9ICI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1EOQbbaOZPM/s72-c/Buddy+and+max+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-616454951259498058</id><published>2009-09-28T09:56:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T10:53:20.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Little Things</title><content type='html'>Princess da beeeeutiful pitty girl tagged me in a game to play. She sed it is 5 Little Things That Make Me Happy. I din't play da game rite away cuz I wasn't feelin dat gud when she tagged me. But now I is feelin like da king agin, so I is redy to play. Da Big Dawg wus not tagged but cuz we is workin on da shayring thing - he is gonna played too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dis is list for &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsDi62RneMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ZIZBs5wZaF4/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386554654964807874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsDi62RneMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ZIZBs5wZaF4/s200/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me:&lt;br /&gt;1. I is soo happee when da gramma and grampa comes to visit. Dey gives me extra snuggles and hugs and is so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsDkjfSXnuI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BeDp7oXqXDY/s1600-h/Dogs+and+other+stuff+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386556452680212194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsDkjfSXnuI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BeDp7oXqXDY/s200/Dogs+and+other+stuff+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2. My favorytist in da whole world is da blue blankee. I gets to takes it eberywere I goes and I doesn't has to shayr wif da big dawg if I doesn't wanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsDjfQRmuWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/5v2eEo950f4/s1600-h/Buddy+and+max+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386555280419371362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsDjfQRmuWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/5v2eEo950f4/s200/Buddy+and+max+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I loves to sniffs da yard. I is so happee if I can finds a wormy or spider to rolls on. Dat is doggee hevin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsDiuL-9GcI/AAAAAAAAAHM/_K0Ws2RKWrY/s1600-h/Camping+074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386554437453814210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsDiuL-9GcI/AAAAAAAAAHM/_K0Ws2RKWrY/s200/Camping+074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Mom sed no matters wut is important to stop and sniffs da flowers. Dis pikshure is wen I still had da eye, but eben wif no eyes I still luvs to sniff da flowers. Da ones dat leeve da yellow stuffs on yer nose is da best! Wen we goes campin' mom just letted me sniffs da flowers all da tyme and da big dawg goes swimmin. I gets da better deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsDkshiPDhI/AAAAAAAAAH0/7-0aXicOqTg/s1600-h/Sleepover+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386556607902453266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsDkshiPDhI/AAAAAAAAAH0/7-0aXicOqTg/s200/Sleepover+027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsDkshiPDhI/AAAAAAAAAH0/7-0aXicOqTg/s1600-h/Sleepover+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Da big dawg and me both is thinking dat we is mostest happy when da cuzins come visit. We make dawgy piyl for nappy time and all get to cuddled!! (See, even in da dawgy piyl my blue blankee gets to come.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dis list is for Maxim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dis one we is shayring - him is same as me on #5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsDfxc-utbI/AAAAAAAAAG0/uxQuy_9taQc/s1600-h/Dogs+and+other+stuff+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386551195020998066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsDfxc-utbI/AAAAAAAAAG0/uxQuy_9taQc/s200/Dogs+and+other+stuff+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2. Him has a favoryte and dat is snak time. If he gets treets for doin wut mom sed den he smiles big like dis one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsDfKlBiSeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/exbupY6eqCo/s1600-h/Khye+day+9+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386550527165352418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsDfKlBiSeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/exbupY6eqCo/s200/Khye+day+9+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3. Him tinks dat fall is da best time of year cuz he gets to layed in da leeves and pee on lots of new things. He watches da whole neyborhud to make sure dat everyone has ekual oppertoonity to has pee in da yard. Mom doesn't be happy wif dis one, but is not about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsDiNAIWDkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/CH0Jxx63vmg/s1600-h/Camping+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386553867336289858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsDiNAIWDkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/CH0Jxx63vmg/s200/Camping+087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4. Him is so happee when he gets to go to da hyking wif Gman. Dis is only for da big boys. I doesn't git to go and mom doesn't neether, so dey does big boy things. He comes home wif scratches sometymes but dat is ok he said, is totally worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsDegktWaEI/AAAAAAAAAGk/QL32qDOYI8k/s1600-h/Dance+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386549805526181954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsDegktWaEI/AAAAAAAAAGk/QL32qDOYI8k/s200/Dance+052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Him luvs storee tyme wif da cuzins. Dey reed him da buks and he lerns new stuffs. Dis was skary buk so he had to cuddle reel close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now I is singin da song "Don't worry be happy" cuz dis list maded us both happy to rited it. I doesn't knowed dat many friends wif da bloggies, so I tags everyone who has not played dis game yet.  Have funs!!  We is gonna go outside now so I can find some wormies and da big dawg can pee on things.&lt;br /&gt;Kisses and snuggles - Buddy Dawg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-616454951259498058?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/616454951259498058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/princess-da-beeeeutiful-pitty-girl.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/616454951259498058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/616454951259498058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/princess-da-beeeeutiful-pitty-girl.html' title='5 Little Things'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SsDi62RneMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ZIZBs5wZaF4/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-878876821195570436</id><published>2009-09-25T18:13:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T18:43:40.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting For The Energizer Bunny To Visit</title><content type='html'>Da Big Dawg sed boot camp is so exhawsting. Is so hard to be gud dawg and followed direkshiun all day long. Mom doesn't gived him rest from it. Mom sed he is doing gud tho and tryin reel hard to be lovey big brudder, and not a eatting me big brudder. Even Gman putted Maxim in da boot camp. I hopes I doesn't has to do da boot camps. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Gman had idea dat mebbe wif my smell like V.E.T. and surjery and den also havin da cone dat Maxim is confused if it is reely me or mebbe is new dawg dat lives here. Mebbe dat is why is not nice big dawg. So mom telled me "Buddy, I am going to take your cone off. You can stay that way as long as you don't scratch but the second you even THINK about your eye-spot it's goin' back on!". YAY!! I gots to taked it off!! I din't reelize but da cone was messin wif my direkshiun cuz I cud not tell where da smells and sound was comin from. Wifout da cone I din't play peeng pong dawg down da hallways no more, I knows exactly where to goes! I likes dis idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maxim is still workin on da touch it trick. Tonight he done so gud wif da touch da book, so mom switched it up on hims. She ask him to touch .....da cone (echo "cone, cone cone"). He sed to her "What woman, are you NUTS? That's a &lt;strong&gt;cone&lt;/strong&gt;! That thing is eeeeee-vil. Uh uh no way, crazy woman. Holy crap, that thing turns dogs into some wierd out-of-space evil creatures. Did you see what it did to little dawg??? Don't you realize when he has that thing on he is taken over by aliens? No way am I touching it. You can't make me. Nope. Nothing. Nadda. Not Goin' DoIt." Well, dey kind of like argued bit about it. As you can emajine mom won. Maxim touched it. He is still big dawg, not aylien dawg. And he got nommies, even after da argue. Mom sed he is gud dawg for touchin' cone dat is mine. I hope she still think he is gud dawg after I convince him to chewes it up so I doesn't has to putted it back on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385569480610294082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Sr1i6Jz2KUI/AAAAAAAAAGM/P8OWlK_4yEA/s320/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gots to play wif new toy tonite! Mom gotted me a kong for seenyour dawgs. I is not seenyour dawg, I is only 8. But she sed dat is seenyour so I guess mebbe I is. Does dat meens I git fancy discount? Da hyomans dat is seenyour gets da fancy discount. Dat would be gud, cuz I is expensive dawg, Gman telled me so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385569067818248418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Sr1iiICjaOI/AAAAAAAAAGE/eL7tx-Opqac/s320/Buddy+and+max+030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dis kong is smells like chiken, and has treet stuck inside. Dunno why da treet stucked inside, what a terribul place! Wud be much better in my tummy. I tried reel hards to git treet in my tummy where it wud be safe - but only got little bit. Dis is a pretty cool toy. I is so happy dat mom gotted it for me. I can't plays long, cuz I doesn't have all da energee back yet, and da energizer bunny has not visited me yet. Mom sed is like Santa Claws - I is on da gud list and he wud come visit but has lots of gud dawgs to see so I must be pashient. She sed takes long time to charge dawg batteries. When I has recharged batteries I wud git dat treat out - is gonna be awesome! Ok, me and big dawg are gonna mebbe play now, if he is interested. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; snuggles - Buddy Dawg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ssshhhh....don't tell V.E.T. &lt;em&gt;Cone is off!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5983627831078335927-878876821195570436?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/878876821195570436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/waiting-for-energizer-bunny-to-visit.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/878876821195570436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/878876821195570436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/waiting-for-energizer-bunny-to-visit.html' title='Waiting For The Energizer Bunny To Visit'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Sr1i6Jz2KUI/AAAAAAAAAGM/P8OWlK_4yEA/s72-c/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-9145330353014788830</id><published>2009-09-24T18:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T18:42:59.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's For Dinner?</title><content type='html'>Well, my brudder is having behavyorahl problems. Dat meens he is not beeing gud dawg. Mostly he don't likes me no more. I still likes him and wants to kiss and cuddle and sniffs - but when he sees me he goes ::growly:: ::growly:: ::snarl:: and he shows me his perly whiyt teefs. I doesn't see dem teefs cuz I doesn't has eyes, but mom sed he is showing me dem. I beliefs her, cuz I can smells his kibble breath. Mom is reely nervous bout him not liking me no mores, so he is in dawgy boot camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boot camp meens dat da Big Dawg must goes enywhere mom goes, and does stuff like sit and lay down and show her da belly. All day he dos this stuff, he is not having gud time wif boot camps. Da only place he doesn't goes is kitchen, cuz big dawg is not 'llowed to go in dat one. Den mom sits on floor wif us and lets me go exploring cuz I is pretend like I am Gorj of Jungle and exploring wild places. Rite now exploring is my favoryte thing but only in da basement where no stair monsters lived at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385197917082706466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SrwQ-TzjYiI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8YVqT5pDxV0/s320/Buddy+surgery+2+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Mom, you really want me to do bootcamp?  Can't I just eat him?  Pleeeaaasseee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Wen I is exploring mom petted Big Dawg and tells him what gud dawg he is. She has to reemynd him dat he loves da little dawg. If I is exploring by my brudder mom pets him mores and makes sure dat his mouf is not doing dat bad stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his boot camp he is gonna lerned new tricks too, just like me! Today he started lerning to "Touch It". Dis trick makes no sense to me, cuz why wud Big Dawg touch wif his paw? He shud just sticks it in his mouf, and if it is nommy den eats it - if it is yucky den spits it out. But mom sed dis is what he must do, so she must knows more den me bout dis stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you has any ideas about dis boot camp and how to makes my brudder not wants to eets me, mom wud loves some ideas. I doesn't wanna be dinner for no Maxim dawg, I wants to be friends. So I wud loves some ideas for her too. Mom sed it is prolly part of my fault too, cuz now dat I is blinds I can't see him talking wif his body talking langwage. Mebbe him tries to tell me nice and I is ignoring him so he tells me notty way. But since I can't lerned to sees him - mom sed he has to lerned to be nice all da times, even if I ignores his body talk. Dat is gud dat he has to lerns more stuff, cuz I has my plate full thankyouverymuch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is to hopin dat I blogs tomorrow and does not be Big Dawg dinner before dat!!&lt;br /&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles-Buddy Dawg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;4 days til I is cone free!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-9145330353014788830?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/9145330353014788830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-for-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/9145330353014788830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/9145330353014788830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-for-dinner.html' title='What&apos;s For Dinner?'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SrwQ-TzjYiI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8YVqT5pDxV0/s72-c/Buddy+surgery+2+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-3491694301062416515</id><published>2009-09-23T19:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T19:05:52.957-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SrrFy5bZnJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Id1DvyVM10c/s1600-h/Buddy+day+3+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384833782674726034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SrrFy5bZnJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Id1DvyVM10c/s400/Buddy+day+3+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Eyes So Pittyful!&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/5983627831078335927-3491694301062416515?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/3491694301062416515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/wordless-wednesday_23.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/3491694301062416515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/3491694301062416515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/wordless-wednesday_23.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SrrFy5bZnJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Id1DvyVM10c/s72-c/Buddy+day+3+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-5303055480807579824</id><published>2009-09-22T18:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:46:10.024-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busted!</title><content type='html'>I gotted to go to da dance studio agin yesterday.  I loves da kids der but reely does hope dat mom doesn't maked me keep going to often.  She sed I had to go cuz she was 'fraid I wud skratches my eye-spot and get an owie.  She is rite, cuz it is itchin me like krazee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At da studio I had a gud time for a while.  Da kids do loved on me lots.  One even telled me a story about how she has hyoman friend like me who has no eye-spots; and dat she lerned gud about how to do her house and all sorts of stuff, so I wud too.  Mom thinks is sweet dat da little hyomans gets to lerned about disabilitees wif me der.  But it is too tyring to be little dawg at studio, and I don't gets all my naps-so by da end of da nite sumwon has to be my baebysitter and carry me so i can naps.  Can't be mom tho cuz she is dancing, and den I gets sad and squeeks little bit.  I doesn't meen to squeeks, cuz I know quiet dawg is gud dawg.  But sometimes dey sneek out when I is sad.  Mom forgived me tho so dat is ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, da dredded day is here.  I wuz ofishially busted at my "pretend to be to sad and do nufin but cuddle".  Mom finally lerned dat I is not feeling so bad as she thinked so she made me started my training agin.  It was not so bad cuz today we did fun stuffs dat I knows gud.  We din't do nufin too hard cuz I still gets to takes it easy while I is on da chiken pills dat makes me dizzy.  I did all my tricks gud except shake.  I don't git why I shud shake when I can't sees da hand anyways.  Can't you just petted me insted?  So mom made me do dat one lots, cuz shake used to be my favorite.  I finally had to tells her dat I can't see her stinkin hand.  She can seed my paw tho,  I say if she wants to shake- she can just grabs it for peets sake!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We din't do too much cuz I still gets tired easy.  When I gets too tired I lays down like sad dawg and shakes like leaf until mom sez ok she unnerstands and piks me up to putted me on blue blankie.  I shud get patent on dis look, as I seem to get lots of gud stuffs wif it.  I will call it "Eyes So Pittyful" cuz it started when I din't has no eyes, and I is lookin for pitty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite parts of having to do da tricks is dat when we is done we plays find it game.  I loves find it game.  Mom sed I cud put video of dis game for you to watch, she sed it is aful boring but I is just so proud of myself I had to shayr.  But I agree, it is kind of boring, as I has to sniff lots before I find it.  Mom sed it was rite in front of my face and I din't even no.  Mebbe I shud exercize my sniffer too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-77c40d42db1ac257" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D77c40d42db1ac257%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330170956%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75EA17E129708372164EE9949BC91B9BDCC0CB69.12BBB6C0BE7BE0636B72AF091219CAF184021680%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D77c40d42db1ac257%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoGhYk40NCVy_Eb9qvKnkUGVtOow&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D77c40d42db1ac257%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330170956%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75EA17E129708372164EE9949BC91B9BDCC0CB69.12BBB6C0BE7BE0636B72AF091219CAF184021680%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D77c40d42db1ac257%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoGhYk40NCVy_Eb9qvKnkUGVtOow&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dat is all for today.&lt;br /&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; snuggles-Buddy Dawg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6 days til I is cone free!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-5303055480807579824?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/5303055480807579824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/busted.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/5303055480807579824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/5303055480807579824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/busted.html' title='Busted!'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-3351904021119633629</id><published>2009-09-20T18:50:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T09:58:00.707-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing is Caring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SrbTt4Uu8_I/AAAAAAAAAFg/xLVvrtL3VtQ/s1600-h/Buddy+surgery+2+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383723189734929394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SrbTt4Uu8_I/AAAAAAAAAFg/xLVvrtL3VtQ/s320/Buddy+surgery+2+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Dis is me writing my blog!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I is tryin' hard to figure dis stuffs out. I is feeling so much better wif dis surjery den da last one. I is rekovring much fastr mom sed. For a while I was on hungr stryke to prove to da hyomans what I tinks about all da stoopid surjery. So Gman buyed me a can of da dog food dat is wets so I cud not git deehidrayted. I cud smelled it from all over da house, and I cud not reezist. Mom sed it smells terribul but she must not have gud sniffer like me. It smells like hevin, so my hunger stryke has ended. I even lerned to eats my kibbles wif da cone, is annoying but I cud do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mom has given me time off for gud behavyor. Dat meens I doesn't has to practice my blind dawg tricks rite now. She sed my only job is to rest and gets better. What she reely meens is my job is to cuddle and loves da hyomans. To show her how much I loves dis new job, I gived lots of ::butt wiggle:: today. I has to be very careful to not looks too happy tho, or she might tried to start training agin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My brudder da big dawg is havin hard time wif me being sick. He don't knows what to do to helps me, so he tries to give me his favoritist bone. He almost hitted me in the owie-eye spot tho, so mom sed not to shayr. He has been very nice to lets me have so much atenshiun, and not complains about it. He just wants me to feel gud so he can start to steel my foods agin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So heer is da only ishu I is having now. Da cone....da darn cone.....::growlly:: It gets me stuck in da wierdest places. I can't go nowheres cuz it stops me and makes my butt goes up in da air. Well, I has decided dat I is stronger den da cone. So when I gets stucked I pushes as hard as I can and pushes and pushes and den stuff goes my way. Either the thing dat has me stucked gets pushed out of da way, or mom comes and picks me up so I can get freed. I is so excited for da cone to go in da trash spot. I tink I shud has party on dat day to selabrayt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kisses and snuggles-Buddy Dawg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;8 days til I is cone free!!&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/5983627831078335927-3351904021119633629?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/3351904021119633629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/dis-is-me-writing-my-blog-well-i-is.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/3351904021119633629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/3351904021119633629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/dis-is-me-writing-my-blog-well-i-is.html' title='Sharing is Caring'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SrbTt4Uu8_I/AAAAAAAAAFg/xLVvrtL3VtQ/s72-c/Buddy+surgery+2+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-1960246165667166186</id><published>2009-09-19T11:09:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T12:45:25.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SrUSQUPhZvI/AAAAAAAAAFY/FWK4zORG2dY/s1600-h/One+day+post+surgery+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383229001112315634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SrUSQUPhZvI/AAAAAAAAAFY/FWK4zORG2dY/s320/One+day+post+surgery+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Da Big Dawg is protecting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I is home!! Da surjery was gud. Mom taked me to da V.E.T. and I falled for da nommies trick agin! I hope dat I lerned my lesson dis time, don't take no nommies from dem. So, of course after I eated da nommies I was sweepy. When I waked up my hed hurted lots. But I made new friend! Der was lady at da doctor dat has TFT dogs too! She do sometin called ajilitee wif dem. She was so happy to see another TFT dog dat she loved on me all day. She helped me not be scared and cried so much. I wud give her ::butt wiggle:: ::butt wiggle:: if I cud, but I doesn't feel so gud so I din't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last nite mom, Gman, and Maxim cuddled wif me all nite. Maxim is very worried Big Dawg - but I telled him I was ok. He stays beside me all da time to protects me from stair monsters until I feels better. Don't tell him I sed so, but he is very gud dawg!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I is not feeling so grate. I hates to be a cone-head, and den da drugs makes me dizzy. I hates da cone, is so hoomiliayting. I hopes da cats doesn't sees me, den dey wud reely teased me. Da dizzy is wierd, I don't knows why I is dizzy. I din't spins fast or nuthin, just happens after mom gives me nommie jerky dat Cookie made. (I loves da dawg jerky Cookie made, he is da best gifter ever!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Also, so you knowed...is NOT marbell in my hed. Is sillycown dat dey putted in my eye. Whew, so gud to here dat. Mom was rite! So cuzin Jazz was teasin me. She is not gud hyoman to teased me like dat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I is gonna takes a nap. I will writes more when I feels better, dat is all for today tho. Here is some pikshures of da eye surjery. You doesn't has to look if you is scared - just stops reeding now kay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383228891528794482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SrUSJ8AxkXI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/TMog7SicDnI/s320/One+day+post+surgery+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Dis is both da eyes. Is puffy, but dat is ok for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383228771198653042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SrUSC7v1UnI/AAAAAAAAAFI/coYQ9u5SC5c/s320/One+day+post+surgery+019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;You can seed where dey taked my eye. Owie!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kisses and Snuggles - Buddy Dawg&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/5983627831078335927-1960246165667166186?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/1960246165667166186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/home.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/1960246165667166186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/1960246165667166186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SrUSQUPhZvI/AAAAAAAAAFY/FWK4zORG2dY/s72-c/One+day+post+surgery+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-5809010362410515600</id><published>2009-09-18T19:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T17:05:57.562-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't be a tease!</title><content type='html'>Today I foiled da stair monster! He moved da stairs so dey was right in my way. He is not gud monster and dos dat lots to me. Mom sed da stairs never does move, dat I is just scaredy cat. But I knowed dat is not da truth. Cuz I is not a kitty cat, dey is mean and slaps at dawgies, and dey is way bigger den me too. I is gud dawg, I doesn't meowed, I woofs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was playing da find it game. She puts nommies all over da floor and I has to use my sniffer to finds dem. Dis is to helped me get confidanse back. I was sniffing and sniffing and den *BAM*! Da stair monster putted da stairs rite in my way. I falled down one stair but I was gud dawg and didn't get scared. I just gotted my balanse and comed back up da stair to find more nommies. Da stair monster is not as fast as me and he din't eatted my toes or nuthin. Mom was so proud of me she clapped her hands and made luvey noises. I did happy dance cuz she made me feel so gud. ::butt wiggle:: ::butt wiggle::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ofishal, we haf da Mice in our car spot. Da hyomans sed dat my blood shud has mice hunting powers in it, so we doesn't need no mice traps. But da V.E.T. taked my blood not that long ago and sed not one thing about powers. I doesn't cares about no stinkin mice. So, dey buy da traps. Dis means dat i can't do my Dora Explorer impreshiuns in da car spot no mores. Since Gman is hunting da mice mebbe he has da speshiul powers? We shud ask V.E.T. to checked his bloods for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is surjery. Mom is scared bout it. I is cuddle her lots so she knowed I is brave dawg. I is so exsited to not has pain no mores, and mom boughted book to helped her train me gud. I say smooth sayling from here. Don't tell mom, cuz I is being strong for her - but I is scared too. I doesn't want no more surjery after dis. So i will try very hard to be helthee dawg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382563401073744082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SrK05S4E2NI/AAAAAAAAAFA/NYS8oJd-OnQ/s320/Dance+057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Dis is me tellling cuzin Jazz to stop da teasin'. Is not nice!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;My cuzin Jazz telled me dat dey wud put marbell in my eye spot so dat it is not hurting me wen dey taked my eye out. I don't want no marbell cuz dat is a toy and wut if someone wants to play wif da toy? Den dey mite take it away. Mom sed it is something called "prahs-theeesiz" dat will go in der, not a toy marbell. So dat is good. We will see who shud be rite, hope its my mom! Jazz liked to teese me, so I is hopin dat is what she did. I wonder if my uder one is a marbell or a prahsthesiz? If it is marbell, I hopes it is blue - dat is my favoryt color!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses and snuggles-Buddy Dawg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1 day til surjery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-5809010362410515600?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/5809010362410515600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-be-tease.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/5809010362410515600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/5809010362410515600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-be-tease.html' title='Don&apos;t be a tease!'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SrK05S4E2NI/AAAAAAAAAFA/NYS8oJd-OnQ/s72-c/Dance+057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-1730638133224329146</id><published>2009-09-16T21:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T21:27:08.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SrGsVRT_w8I/AAAAAAAAAE4/lNIHzOD_i0E/s1600-h/Max.+fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382272511108957122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SrGsVRT_w8I/AAAAAAAAAE4/lNIHzOD_i0E/s400/Max.+fall.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maxim enjoys a beautiful day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 days til surjery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles - Buddy Dawg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5983627831078335927-1730638133224329146?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/1730638133224329146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/1730638133224329146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/1730638133224329146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SrGsVRT_w8I/AAAAAAAAAE4/lNIHzOD_i0E/s72-c/Max.+fall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-1781433033721501278</id><published>2009-09-15T14:53:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T17:05:32.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great White Hunter.</title><content type='html'>Yesturdae I gots to go wif mom to dance studio! I had ta go see da V.E.T. in da morning cuz he wanted my bloods. I was tinkin mebbe mom was taken me to vampyr? Why do he wants my blood, dis V.E.T. is so very deemanding! He wants eberything I has - he needs to getted his own stuffs and leave me alone! So we goed to the V.E.T. and I was such a gud dawg, dey loves me der. I walked in all by myselfs and wasn't too scared of stair monsters, and I finded da door all by myself. Mom was so impressed! Mebbe I is so impressive dat dey stops takin' my stuffs. Don't dey knowed dat i am a little dawg? I dont' has much stuffs to shayr no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den dey taked me in a room in da back and taked my bloods. Dey did not use der moufs so I knowed dey not a vampyr. Dey use a pokey stick. It hurted and I was cried some, but den I got nommies and cuddles so it was ok. My V.E.T. is not bad hyoman, he is very nice and he talks to mom lyke she is not crazee. Even though we all knowed she is a little nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dat stuff den mom and me went to dance studio. I meeted so many gud smelling lil hyomans! Dey smelly like cheetos and noodles and chips and .....hevin. Wen mom wud look da oder way dey wud sneaked me some of da hyoman nommies, I is thinkin mebbe she knowed about it though. I made a friend named Lena. She wud loved on me soft and didn't talked too loud and even introdewce herself before she petted me. She was not roode. I must gived her mommy some kisses when I seed her. Wait, I wud never seed her cuz I doesn't has no working eye. Mebbe I wud smelled her and knowed.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom telled Gigi she was nurvos on how I would behayv wif little hyomans cuz I never was around dem wifout my seeing abilitee. I was such gud dawg! I did the ::butt wiggle:: ::butt wiggle:: and gived dem kisses and dey gived me kisses too. I gots tyred after a few hors tho, so my cuzin Mimi letted me &lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381804998752140866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SrADIeEK_kI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OqjgXHNKuM8/s320/Dogs+and+other+stuff+002.JPG" /&gt;naps on her lap. She has soft lap like Gman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lerned new game at da studio too! I named dis game "Dawg: Da Buggy Huntr". Der was dis horible sound lyke chainsaw and den something wud land on my back. So, I turned into miytee huntr like Crokodyle Man and I gotted dem buzzy thing. Mom sed dis is not hyoman game, only dawgy game. So if you is hyoman and you wants to play-don't tell mom or she wud think mebbe I is bad inflewens on you. Here is how you play da game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stayed very very still.&lt;br /&gt;2. Listen for miytee monster who buzzes lyke chainsaw.&lt;br /&gt;3. Wen it getted relly loud stand very still.&lt;br /&gt;4. If you feeled something on da back or da ear, den you....&lt;em&gt;whips your hed round fast and fast and snaps your jaws shut lyke mighty chomp mashine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you missed, den you start over. If you getted dem, you will feel crallies on you tunge-spits it out and stomps on it wif your miytee claws like grayt lion. Mom called it a "fly", but it din't fly no more. And da chainsaw sounds was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dis is my favoryt new game!&lt;br /&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles-Buddy Dawg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Countown: 3 days til surjery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-1781433033721501278?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/1781433033721501278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-white-hunter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/1781433033721501278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/1781433033721501278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-white-hunter.html' title='The Great White Hunter.'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SrADIeEK_kI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OqjgXHNKuM8/s72-c/Dogs+and+other+stuff+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-4317069213960784085</id><published>2009-09-13T16:51:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T17:43:44.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom, let me teach you a thing or two.</title><content type='html'>Da big bad stair monsters....has you herd of dem? I doesn't like dem at all. Mom sed dat der is no such thing and it is all in my hed. She better watch out! Day miyt prooves her wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I is tricking mom into tinkin' dat mebbe I forgets how to do stairs. (She is eazy to trik.) Den she does sometin or da oder. She a) carried me evryware. b)puts nommies all over da stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she doos "a" I is in heven cuz den I is baebe dawg and she talked sweet to me and puts me on da blue blankie. Her sounded so sweet so I ignores da words - cuz da words are dis "Dang it, little dog. You have GOT to figure this BLEEP out. You are much smarter than this. If you think I am gonna do this forever you are good and mistaken Mr. Buddy". Wut I heers her say is dis "blah blah blah LITTLE DOG. blah blah blah SMART. blah blah blah GOOD blah Mr. BUDDY." Sigh, she sed I is GUD DAWG ::butt wiggle:: ::butt wiggle::. (Just soes you know gud dawgs doesn't sed notty words, so I sed bleep insted - cuz I is a gud dawg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doesn't like it when she does "b", I is hoped dat she stopped tryin dat one veeerrryy soon. I tryed to cried lots and looked pittyfool, but she din't listens. I wonders if she seed me be's pittyfool? Mebbe she shud goes to V.E.T to gets her eye cheked too, cuz she din't do nuthin 'bout my pitiful look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time she did nommies on da stairs I sed "Go go gatjet Buddy Dawg" and strechd sooo long, den I got nommies off two stairs and I didn't has to climb. I is so smart. Mom catched on fast tho, so next time she din'ts let me strechd. So on my try for da next nommies, I went sooo slow for da one stair, got my nommies and turned around fast. I wented so fast I runned strayt into da stair monster, and he push me down. I falled on my tummy. Gman sed I is yellow belly. I look at me belly after I falls and it is not yellow, it is pink. So mebbe he has da eye ishu too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So den I was done! I isn't doin dat no mores, not even for steaks. Den mom leaved me on da mayn floor and sed "Well, you are going to have to learn. If you want to cuddle you will come to me." She wented and sitted on da cowch and made stubborned sound like dis "Harumph". She did not doos ::butt wiggle:: ::butt wiggle:: so I knowed she wus not joked about dis. Ha, she don't knowed it, but I is way more stubberend den she is. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381099005404926322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Sq2BCP5eUXI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Bv2al3_CA3s/s320/Dogs+and+other+stuff+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Ahhhh, da blu blankie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I wants to be gud dawg I was gonna goes to her like she sayd to- but den da floor turned into sooper scary sooper dangerous STAIR MONSTERVILLE!! Eberywhere I turns der is stair monsters who wants to bited my toes. So I frozened still liek a stachew dawg and hopes mebbe dey don't sees me. It works ..... ..... .....Mom comes and gots me evenchewally. I is so much smarter den mom is, she shud lets me teeched her some tricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and mom putted my picture in a contest it is called "Cutest Dog". mom sed if I wins I gets to do two tings. I gets to get real live trayner to teeched her how to helps me (told you she wuz not smart hyoman) and I gets to help uder blind dogs wifout familyes gets operashuns so dat dey can be gud dawgs and finds a mom as gud as mine is. I would apreshiayt it if you voted for me. You cud vote once a day so vote lots pretty pleeze!! Here is da info: &lt;a href="http://www.cutestdogcompetition.com/vote.cfm?h=2CC17A1B085D9EA4B0098AE2928C765C"&gt;VOTE FOR BUDDY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses and snuggles-Buddy Dawg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-4317069213960784085?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/4317069213960784085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/mom-let-me-teach-you-thing-or-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/4317069213960784085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/4317069213960784085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/mom-let-me-teach-you-thing-or-two.html' title='Mom, let me teach you a thing or two.'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Sq2BCP5eUXI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Bv2al3_CA3s/s72-c/Dogs+and+other+stuff+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-5082429934544702072</id><published>2009-09-10T16:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T17:25:52.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet my hero!</title><content type='html'>Today was not so gud. My eye is buggin me more today and I is kinda depressy cuz it is hard to be a blind dawg. Everything is soo skeery! So, mom sed I gets to take a break from da blog today so i can rekoopurayt. Since I isn't saying nufin' too interesting today, I was thinkin mebbe you would wants to reed about my hero.....she is nuther blind dawg, and she has no eyes - like I am gonna has soon. Mom telled me her story and how strong she is, and it makes me thinkin' I can be strong boy when I has no eyes too. But mom also sed it's ok to be scared, so dat is what I is right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here is Dulcea - she is my heeerrrrooooo. &lt;a href="http://www.hua.org/dogs-for-adoption/dulcea2.html"&gt;www.hua.org/dogs-for-adoption/dulcea2.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-5082429934544702072?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/5082429934544702072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/meet-my-hero.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/5082429934544702072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/5082429934544702072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/meet-my-hero.html' title='Meet my hero!'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-4583135974127522437</id><published>2009-09-10T14:28:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:13:13.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I liked those parts.</title><content type='html'>I is gonna have an operashun in one week. Does you knowed what operashuns is? Is not for good dawg, is for bad dawg. But I is good dawg so I dunno why I gots to haf dem all da tyme. If you goes to da V.E.T. and dey tells you how coote you is and gives you nommies - DON'T EAT DA NOMMIES!! Hide under moms legs til she taked you home kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first operashun I was a baebe dawg, I got ears scratches and nommies and kisses and all da fun stuff. Den da nommies made me sweepy. When I waked up, dey taked my boy parts!!! If you is a boy dawg you know&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SqrXLqRqUTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ZGONTXmfcCk/s1600-h/Khye+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380349300174377266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SqrXLqRqUTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ZGONTXmfcCk/s320/Khye+016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ed dis is not acseptibul. I loved my boy parts, dey was my favorite parts.  I asked mom why does da vet want my boy parts?  Din't he has his own, mine isn't his size anyways.  Mom sed it is sooper important dat all dawgies dat are pets has dis operashun so dat we don't kontributes to overpopulashun. I sed mebbe you shud do dis to only girl dawgs.  Dey don't loves der girl parts dat much anyways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only has one boy parts left - I better waked up wif dat one still, or I wud be very mad dawg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuz I is blind now, I gets lots more cuddles and kisses. Dat part is kool. I has pills dat tasted like chiken, and when I eats dem I gets kinda tired. So I naps wif my hyomans lots more now. Mom sed after operashun I gets to stop taking chiken pills and be crazy dawg agin if I wants. I likes dat idea.  Dis is pikshure of my naps spot.  Dat is my favoryt spot cuz it is heeted and smells good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok well mom &amp;amp; Gman has a date. So dat is all for today.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kisses and snuggles-Buddy Dawg&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/5983627831078335927-4583135974127522437?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/4583135974127522437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-liked-those-parts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/4583135974127522437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/4583135974127522437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-liked-those-parts.html' title='I liked those parts.'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SqrXLqRqUTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ZGONTXmfcCk/s72-c/Khye+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-7625648087445739022</id><published>2009-09-10T11:42:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T17:04:52.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pick Your Battles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;So for da past cupple days mom has been teechin me direkshuns. Dis is so if I goes da wrong way she can sed "LEFT" and I wud switch to get bak on corse. Well we has ishues wif dis new trick. Akshully she has da ishues wif dis trick-I am smart dawg. Can you beleefs dat she is dance teecher and din't know dis one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mom puts da nommies in front of my sniffer, den she pulls to da side and sayd "LEFT, Buddy". I is a gud boy so I sniffs for da nommies. When my body moves enuf she gives me da nommies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sumtymes after she gifs me da nommies for being gud dawg I heered her say notty wurd and den sed, "That was his right". SO we starts all ober agin doin it da oder way, den I gets da treet agin. I tink mebbe before mom teeches me dis trick Gman shud put nommies in fronts of her nose and sed "LEFT, Mom" til &lt;u&gt;she&lt;/u&gt; lerned her left and right. Cuz she confusez me. But I still gets lots of treets when mom do's it all of da diffrnt ways, so mebbe Gman shud not teeches her da way to do dis trick. Hmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anoder ishu is mom sed she has to find ways to teeched me wifout nommies. She sed I cannot be da fat dawg. She tryed to trick me and gives me my kibbles for nommies. I is sooper smart dawg &amp;amp; I knowed dat she had kibbles in front of my fayce, &amp;amp; I kudd'nt even see nuthin'. I sayd &lt;em&gt;no way&lt;/em&gt; until she gives me nommies again. My brudder, Da Big Dawg, he is not so smart - mom sed she tricks him lots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379949174919359394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SqlrRTi5a6I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/kh_P9sKW2Lc/s200/002.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;See-me and Big Dawg waits lyke gud boys for dem nommies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Da Hyomans sed I has to do more eksersyze so I can stayed strong and all dat stuff. But I is too scayred to do dem, cuz da stair monsters get me wen I walks arownd, so mostly I sit by mom. No eksersyze plus lots of treets maked my mom tink i would be a fat dawg soon. Know wat I tink? I wud be still coote. I meen, hyomans like big rite? I herd da song "Badonkadonk" and I herd da song bout "Junk in da trunk", so hyomans wud lyke my junk in da trunk...mebbe. I herd Gman sed to mom "Pick Your Battles". I is tinkin dat dis one cud be da battle I picked dis yer. To be fat, or not to be fat-dat is da kweshtion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kisses &amp;amp; Snuggles-Buddy Dawg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-7625648087445739022?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/7625648087445739022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/pick-your-battles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/7625648087445739022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/7625648087445739022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/pick-your-battles.html' title='Pick Your Battles'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SqlrRTi5a6I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/kh_P9sKW2Lc/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983627831078335927.post-2477894215252948457</id><published>2009-09-09T19:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T20:33:18.432-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, I is so tecknologikallee advanced!</title><content type='html'>Wow! I has a blo&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SqhdXTxlbkI/AAAAAAAAADo/XqmcqGaU_G0/s1600-h/Camping+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 155px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379652409920679490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SqhdXTxlbkI/AAAAAAAAADo/XqmcqGaU_G0/s320/Camping+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;g. Who wudda thunk it? Mom sed my first post hasta explain why i has a blog - so pepple doesn't tink she is da crayze won. Well, my named is Buddy. Gman (my hyoman man don't like to be called d.a.d.) gotted me for some present for my mom long times ago (almost ayt (8) yers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is a very good dawg, but Gman sed I is a lemin. Lemins look yellow and dunnit tasted good - so mebbe he is teasin-I is not yellow, and no one is eatted me. He is called me lemin lots lately cuz I is fallin apart. I has only one eye left in my hed to see the hyomans wif- da other one got taken away. Mom sed it was sick and I had to haf operashun. Now my oder eye be's sick too, so I is gonna get 'noder operashun. Den I has NO eyes. Sounds like meebe the operashun be's the lemin here. Who wantsa haf no eyes left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So eneewaes, Mom sed to me I ned a shirt dat sayed "blind dog" so pepple who tinks i is so coote don'ts try to piks me up wifout asking me first. Dat is roode to not asked permishun. So I writed sum notes to my MeeMaw askin her for da new shirt. Lots of fambily reeded da notes, and tinks I is coote. (Well, Gigi sed I is ugly - but she loved me aneeway.)  And MeeMaw sedded she wuld maykes me da shirt - so now I is doing a happee dance ::butt wiggle, but wiggle::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my unka Bo sed I shud has a blog. Here it is!  Well, dat is da troo storee of how I gots faymus.  Mom sed before I go I shud tell all de pepple dat sometymes I am gotta shayr wif my brudder Maxim.  She sed shayring is gud and growed karecture.  I sed I is big enuf and karecture didn't sounded so grayt, but she is da boss - so look for hims sometymes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SqhdXTxlbkI/AAAAAAAAADo/XqmcqGaU_G0/s1600-h/Camping+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, next tyme I is gonna tell 'bout how we is lerning "Left" and "Right" so I cud be a smart blind dawg.  Gman was rite, mom didn't knows dem very good. &lt;br /&gt;Kisses and snuggles-Buddy Dawg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983627831078335927-2477894215252948457?l=buddydawg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/2477894215252948457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow-i-is-so-tecknologikallee-advanced.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/2477894215252948457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983627831078335927/posts/default/2477894215252948457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buddydawg.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow-i-is-so-tecknologikallee-advanced.html' title='Wow, I is so tecknologikallee advanced!'/><author><name>Buddy Dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04303945290237124988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/Ss0IE1QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/l6fhv9t3epM/S220/Buddy+and+max+007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlchS-ruVgY/SqhdXTxlbkI/AAAAAAAAADo/XqmcqGaU_G0/s72-c/Camping+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
