<?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-3800080432403130892</id><updated>2012-02-05T04:56:14.362-08:00</updated><category term='Nat'/><category term='moving'/><category term='walks'/><category term='my human'/><category term='talking'/><category term='news'/><category term='heros'/><category term='baths'/><category term='pit bull'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='divorce'/><category term='brother'/><category term='takoda'/><category term='rainbow bridge'/><category term='birds'/><category term='cats'/><category term='beds'/><category term='fundraising'/><category term='couch'/><category term='home'/><category term='rats'/><category term='fredcat'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='terrorists'/><category term='protest'/><category term='sushi'/><category term='food'/><category term='Roscoe'/><category term='rescue'/><category term='balls'/><category term='dudley nose'/><category term='squirrels'/><category term='training'/><category term='BSL'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Daisy the Dog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Daisy Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05471139194348453305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SG1AMOBgaBI/AAAAAAAAABw/TQ8VDjrIEKA/S220/daisyserious.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-8117986134805313468</id><published>2008-10-26T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T10:13:14.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW HOME</title><content type='html'>Visit me at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisydog.wordpress.com/"&gt;daisydog.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-8117986134805313468?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/8117986134805313468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=8117986134805313468&amp;isPopup=true' title='46 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/8117986134805313468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/8117986134805313468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-home.html' title='NEW HOME'/><author><name>Daisy Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05471139194348453305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SG1AMOBgaBI/AAAAAAAAABw/TQ8VDjrIEKA/S220/daisyserious.jpg'/></author><thr:total>46</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-8779449549303521276</id><published>2008-07-30T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T09:27:59.753-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SJCUdgXB75I/AAAAAAAAAC4/8PXfK1oAJvg/s1600-h/goodbye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228842402000793490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SJCUdgXB75I/AAAAAAAAAC4/8PXfK1oAJvg/s320/goodbye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well today is the day that we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; move over to Word Press. As you can see I am on my way! But I wanted to make sure that you didn't forget to visit. Also if you link to my site if you could change your link, or even add it! That would be super duper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The new link is: &lt;a href="http://daisydog.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://daisydog.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt; ! I wish it could have more PINK! But mom is working on helping me figure that out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So don't forget to visit, change your links and tell all your friends!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and by the way Roscoe and Sprocket the terrorists will be joining me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-8779449549303521276?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/8779449549303521276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=8779449549303521276&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/8779449549303521276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/8779449549303521276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2008/07/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>Daisy Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05471139194348453305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SG1AMOBgaBI/AAAAAAAAABw/TQ8VDjrIEKA/S220/daisyserious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SJCUdgXB75I/AAAAAAAAAC4/8PXfK1oAJvg/s72-c/goodbye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-544115338699477921</id><published>2008-07-24T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T09:10:30.106-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roscoe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Distress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SIio-jizt2I/AAAAAAAAACw/C6e7Dwc1Xtw/s1600-h/rollover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226613160210052962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SIio-jizt2I/AAAAAAAAACw/C6e7Dwc1Xtw/s320/rollover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom is thinking of moving my blog over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wordpress&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know what a word press is but I am worried all my faithful friends and readers won't know where I am at!!! This is causing me much distress, I am also distressed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; we have not had any chicken strips in the house for at least a week. Just those crunchy milk bone things. I am also distressed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; mom always laughs at &lt;a href="http://dennisthevizsla.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dennis's&lt;/span&gt; Diary of Destruction&lt;/a&gt;, but I don't s&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ee&lt;/span&gt; her laughing when she reads my blog. What am I to do!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So will you guys still come visit me if mom moves my blog? Will you change your links so other friends can find me? What should I do to make mom laugh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see from this picture, Rascally Roscoe is not worried about any of these things!! He just wants a belly rub. He thinks he is going to be invited to the red carpet premiere of &lt;a href="http://disney.go.com/disneypictures/beverlyhillschihuahua/"&gt;Beverly Hills Chihuahua&lt;/a&gt;. Mom says in his dreams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-544115338699477921?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/544115338699477921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=544115338699477921&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/544115338699477921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/544115338699477921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2008/07/distress.html' title='Distress'/><author><name>Daisy Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05471139194348453305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SG1AMOBgaBI/AAAAAAAAABw/TQ8VDjrIEKA/S220/daisyserious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SIio-jizt2I/AAAAAAAAACw/C6e7Dwc1Xtw/s72-c/rollover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-6917954778288758296</id><published>2008-07-17T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T11:06:33.611-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pit bull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BSL'/><title type='text'>BSL</title><content type='html'>Many of you may not know what BSL means. Especially if you are cute little breed (&lt;a href="http://tuffystale.wordpress.com/"&gt;like Tuffy&lt;/a&gt;) who doesn't have to be worried about BSL. BSL stands for Breed Specific legislation. That means people are passing laws that places restrictions on ownership of different breeds of dogs, and usually us Pit Bulls are the first to be targeted. We want you guys to &lt;a href="http://www.stopbsl.com/nowwhat.htm"&gt;understand&lt;/a&gt; what it is so I am proving you with some wonderful &lt;a href="http://www.stopbsl.com/"&gt;reading material &lt;/a&gt;to &lt;a href="http://www.stopbsl.com/bsldiscussion.htm"&gt;educate yourself&lt;/a&gt;, and your personal assistant mom and dad about &lt;a href="http://www.understand-a-bull.com/"&gt;this stuff.&lt;/a&gt; So when someone tries to get you to sign a petition supporting it you can just say NO! Many &lt;a href="http://www.stopbsl.com/bslposition.htm"&gt;animal organizations &lt;/a&gt;DO NOT support this type of legislation. The other thing that bothers me is that people think they know what a pit bull looks like.  Do you?  you can take &lt;a href="http://www.pitbullsontheweb.com/petbull/findpit.html"&gt;this test &lt;/a&gt;to see if you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224044342223131778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SH-Ipq0ZVII/AAAAAAAAACA/w7COdrxc8K4/s320/daisyandtreat.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I got my cookie that I wanted, and so did Rascally Roscoe. Sometimes I think that Roscoe is trying to make me rascally too. This distresses me because I am worried if I become Rascally mom may not be giving me as many cookies as she does now, since I heard rascally dogs are sometimes bad dogs.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-6917954778288758296?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/6917954778288758296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=6917954778288758296&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/6917954778288758296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/6917954778288758296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2008/07/bsl.html' title='BSL'/><author><name>Daisy Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05471139194348453305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SG1AMOBgaBI/AAAAAAAAABw/TQ8VDjrIEKA/S220/daisyserious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SH-Ipq0ZVII/AAAAAAAAACA/w7COdrxc8K4/s72-c/daisyandtreat.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-9183741905946435035</id><published>2008-07-08T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T16:09:50.041-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pit bull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Exciting News</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SHPzpuOOgxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/yhIpFAo1b70/s1600-h/biscuitpls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220784291160425234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SHPzpuOOgxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/yhIpFAo1b70/s320/biscuitpls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well there is lots of news to report in the doggy dog world. First of all poor Dennis the Viszla got bit by a &lt;a href="http://dennisthevizsla.wordpress.com/"&gt;white pit bull&lt;/a&gt;!!! No is was not me, I only kiss boys. It was a pit bull who has a very irresponsible owner who does not keep their best friends on a leash or behind a fence. I wish that my mom could be a mom for all dogs, because then all the dogs would be good dogs, well pretty good ones. So please go wish &lt;a href="http://dennisthevizsla.wordpress.com/2008/07/06/im-okay/"&gt;Dennis&lt;/a&gt; a get well quick! He wasn't hurt too bad, and I hope he forgive us white pit bulls! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;More news is that &lt;a href="http://happypitbull.blogspot.com/2008/07/dozer-on-youtube.html"&gt;Dozer&lt;/a&gt;, another white pit bull, has his own &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/happypitbulldotcom"&gt;Dozer TV channel &lt;/a&gt;on U-Tube!! This is very exciting! I was hoping that he might have guest appearances by other famous white pit bulls, like me! So far there is only one episode, but I think if you stay tuned there will be more. I think Dozer is pretty cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All this exciting news reporting makes me hungry. I wonder if there might be a biscuit in my future if I am very good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-9183741905946435035?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/9183741905946435035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=9183741905946435035&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/9183741905946435035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/9183741905946435035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2008/07/exciting-news.html' title='Exciting News'/><author><name>Daisy Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05471139194348453305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SG1AMOBgaBI/AAAAAAAAABw/TQ8VDjrIEKA/S220/daisyserious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SHPzpuOOgxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/yhIpFAo1b70/s72-c/biscuitpls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-2622692842741864451</id><published>2008-07-03T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T09:32:22.188-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrorists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SGz-leYdd-I/AAAAAAAAABk/iiRQ5NvXF10/s1600-h/treatspls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218825987979835362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SGz-leYdd-I/AAAAAAAAABk/iiRQ5NvXF10/s320/treatspls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Roscoe (one of the terrorists)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tomorrow is the 4th of July. We have a nice parade in our town. My mom says she might take me to watch it if I promise to be very good. I am not sure if I want to be good though, since it is a party, and I like party's, they are an excuse to be bad (so i am told). There is also a picnic in the park, with lots of yummy things to eat. I think I might like to go to the picnic and not the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218825721656743330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SGz-V-QFlaI/AAAAAAAAABc/HEuTEDa2Auk/s320/dns.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Me and Sprocket (the other terrorist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Later she promised that she would BBQ, we all like it when mom does this because there is always some leftovers for me and the terrorists! Maybe we will have company and then get to play ball and hang out with friends. What are you doing tomorrow? &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/3800080432403130892-2622692842741864451?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/2622692842741864451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=2622692842741864451&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/2622692842741864451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/2622692842741864451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Daisy Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05471139194348453305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SG1AMOBgaBI/AAAAAAAAABw/TQ8VDjrIEKA/S220/daisyserious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SGz-leYdd-I/AAAAAAAAABk/iiRQ5NvXF10/s72-c/treatspls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-3718056031012824184</id><published>2008-06-24T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T10:33:21.673-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pit bull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundraising'/><title type='text'>Making Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SGFrgPw6FRI/AAAAAAAAABM/i5joV-f6KSQ/s1600-h/Pittsey"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215568045203395858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SGFrgPw6FRI/AAAAAAAAABM/i5joV-f6KSQ/s320/Pittsey%27s+Bath+Tongue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love making new friends. So far I have had 3 different white pit bulls write to me and send me pictures, there is Dozer who has his own web site. He is very handsome, and very funny. He has his &lt;a href="http://happypitbull.blogspot.com/"&gt;own blog&lt;/a&gt;. his owner who is a wonderful person also has a &lt;a href="http://www.happypitbull.com/"&gt;blog to educate people &lt;/a&gt;about how wonderful pit bulls are and how to make sure that you are a responsible owner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is Lucy who has lots of spots. You can see her &lt;a href="http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/09/more-new-friends.html"&gt;pictures here&lt;/a&gt;. And I have a new friend named Pittsey. She is very cute too. I especially like this picture of her sticking her tongue out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also please look at the very lovely Pit Bull Painting at the top of my blog. If you buy any Pit Bull cards, mousepads, or artwork, 10% will go to Pit Bull resuce! Isn't that cool. So go shopping!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215569228351515362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SGFslHVZquI/AAAAAAAAABU/dhj7Ylm6tHY/s320/Pittsey+Showing+her+Valentine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-3718056031012824184?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/3718056031012824184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=3718056031012824184&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/3718056031012824184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/3718056031012824184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2008/06/making-friends.html' title='Making Friends'/><author><name>Daisy Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05471139194348453305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SG1AMOBgaBI/AAAAAAAAABw/TQ8VDjrIEKA/S220/daisyserious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SGFrgPw6FRI/AAAAAAAAABM/i5joV-f6KSQ/s72-c/Pittsey%27s+Bath+Tongue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-5983084004024888998</id><published>2008-06-24T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T11:24:08.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balls'/><title type='text'>Smiling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SGE7IJOjVlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uu3n_uYs_dg/s1600-h/daisysmile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215514854573692498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SGE7IJOjVlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uu3n_uYs_dg/s320/daisysmile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom says that I know how to smile.  She also says that I know how to make her smile.  I think that is a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; accomplishment, making her smile, so I thought I would see if I could make you smile!  Did  it work?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Usually I smile when I get to got for walks and play with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; red ball.  I also smile when my friends leave me comments!  I love getting comments!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-5983084004024888998?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/5983084004024888998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=5983084004024888998&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/5983084004024888998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/5983084004024888998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2008/06/smiling.html' title='Smiling'/><author><name>Daisy Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05471139194348453305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SG1AMOBgaBI/AAAAAAAAABw/TQ8VDjrIEKA/S220/daisyserious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SGE7IJOjVlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uu3n_uYs_dg/s72-c/daisysmile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-7727297112844816709</id><published>2008-06-02T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T08:22:33.663-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beds'/><title type='text'>A New Desk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SEazL3jiM0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cd4LjqVt0wo/s1600-h/daisydesk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208047035573482306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SEazL3jiM0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cd4LjqVt0wo/s320/daisydesk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom got a new desk today. It is still in a box. She needs to put it together. She is going to fix up her office, so that she has some space to work, and a place that I can post on my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the new desk, I told her that I would be happy to help put it together, but I am not sure I can use a screwdriver. I also think that it would make a nice bed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-7727297112844816709?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/7727297112844816709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=7727297112844816709&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/7727297112844816709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/7727297112844816709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-desk.html' title='A New Desk'/><author><name>Daisy Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05471139194348453305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SG1AMOBgaBI/AAAAAAAAABw/TQ8VDjrIEKA/S220/daisyserious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SEazL3jiM0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cd4LjqVt0wo/s72-c/daisydesk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-5445841480509366360</id><published>2008-05-18T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T11:20:32.324-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beds'/><title type='text'>Evacuation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SDBzZ9Vrc7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Zb4UlqjAkbw/s1600-h/night.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201784459412337586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SDBzZ9Vrc7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Zb4UlqjAkbw/s320/night.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple weeks ago mom packed up the car in the middle of the night and we went to stay at someones house! I did not like having to get up in the middle of the night, I needed my beauty sleep, But there was a fire burning very close to the house. We were very lucky, we go to come back 2 days later and our house was still there, so were all the snacks and my beds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that I love my house and am very glad it did not burn down! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-5445841480509366360?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/5445841480509366360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=5445841480509366360&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/5445841480509366360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/5445841480509366360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2008/05/evacuation.html' title='Evacuation'/><author><name>Daisy Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05471139194348453305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SG1AMOBgaBI/AAAAAAAAABw/TQ8VDjrIEKA/S220/daisyserious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SDBzZ9Vrc7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Zb4UlqjAkbw/s72-c/night.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-2924141765784736843</id><published>2008-04-25T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T10:16:19.477-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Sun Bath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SBIRv20QRgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/MD3dnhZj8kA/s1600-h/sunbath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193232834177811970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SBIRv20QRgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/MD3dnhZj8kA/s320/sunbath.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I like to take a sun bath. Its not a real bath with water. It is when it has been cold outside for many days, then all of a sudden it is warm. I will sit in the sun and have a sun bath. Sometimes I even fall asleep.  Today I am having a sun bath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-2924141765784736843?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/2924141765784736843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=2924141765784736843&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/2924141765784736843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/2924141765784736843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2008/04/sun-bath.html' title='Sun Bath'/><author><name>Daisy Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05471139194348453305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SG1AMOBgaBI/AAAAAAAAABw/TQ8VDjrIEKA/S220/daisyserious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SBIRv20QRgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/MD3dnhZj8kA/s72-c/sunbath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-2379378030521584990</id><published>2008-04-21T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T10:32:21.333-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>I'm Baaack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SAzPXD__mxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6NnKTHyWS84/s1600-h/daisyoutside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191752465568996114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SAzPXD__mxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6NnKTHyWS84/s320/daisyoutside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello everyone! I know it has been a long time since I have written to all of you. I just don't know what happened! I have been busy, playing ball, going on walks, being good, and sometimes being naughty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to tell you about my new favorite treats. They are chicken strips. Mom says they are chicken jerky, I love them. So does Roscoe. But Sprocket can't have any, becuase he chokes on them, he forgets to chew, so he has to stick with little crunchy bones. They are also very healthy, because they don't have alot of fat! This is a picture of me being very good, so that I can get my favorite treat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-2379378030521584990?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/2379378030521584990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=2379378030521584990&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/2379378030521584990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/2379378030521584990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-baaack.html' title='I&apos;m Baaack'/><author><name>Daisy Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05471139194348453305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SG1AMOBgaBI/AAAAAAAAABw/TQ8VDjrIEKA/S220/daisyserious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JjsYlYf_XI4/SAzPXD__mxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6NnKTHyWS84/s72-c/daisyoutside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-1750676002580110996</id><published>2007-10-04T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T09:11:12.482-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my human'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pit bull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rescue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundraising'/><title type='text'>Wiggling and Waggling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RwUPD4elgjI/AAAAAAAAANw/hecMOmv9F2o/s1600-h/onourway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RwUPD4elgjI/AAAAAAAAANw/hecMOmv9F2o/s320/onourway.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117513110951133746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday me and mom got up very early and went for a ride. We went to a place called the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rose_Bowl_(stadium)"&gt;Rose Bowl&lt;/a&gt;. It was very exciting because we were going to do the &lt;a href="http://phsspca.org/about/walk/2007/"&gt;Wiggle Waggle Walk&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all our friends, mom and I &lt;a href="http://www.firstgiving.com/PinkDaisy"&gt;raised $615.00&lt;/a&gt;! That's a lot of scooby snacks! But we didn't use the money for treats, we donated it to the &lt;a href="http://phsspca.org/"&gt;Pasadena Humane Society&lt;/a&gt; so that they could use it to rescue dogs and cats and other animals that need forever homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RwUPT4elglI/AAAAAAAAAOA/GRdl4nLIQVs/s1600-h/wiggle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RwUPT4elglI/AAAAAAAAAOA/GRdl4nLIQVs/s320/wiggle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117513385829040722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any how there were so many other doggies at the walk that I was very nervous, I even growled some, but not because I was mad, because I was nervous. I have never seen so many different dogs! There were big ones, and little ones and hairy ones and ones with no hair at all. Some were wearing clothes, sweaters, and jackets and hats! I was wearing a scarf, but almost everyone was wearing a scarf. But I did notice there were not very many pit bulls there, and there were NO pretty pink ones like me. &lt;br /&gt;I did meet a new friend named Bruin, she was very nice, but I am not sure that she liked me very much. Maybe I can see her again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RwUPKIelgkI/AAAAAAAAAN4/vh86dTgaRhg/s1600-h/waggle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RwUPKIelgkI/AAAAAAAAAN4/vh86dTgaRhg/s320/waggle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117513218325316162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we want to tell everyone that next year we are going to raise even more money! Thank you if you sposored us. And if you didn't maybe next year you can!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-1750676002580110996?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/1750676002580110996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=1750676002580110996&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/1750676002580110996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/1750676002580110996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/10/wiggling-and-waggling.html' title='Wiggling and Waggling'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RwUPD4elgjI/AAAAAAAAANw/hecMOmv9F2o/s72-c/onourway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-1984936251797694527</id><published>2007-09-21T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T16:50:26.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dudley nose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pit bull'/><title type='text'>More New Friends</title><content type='html'>I am making so many new friends on-line. It is very exciting! I met another dog named Daisy who has polka dots like me! But no dudley nose. I also met a cat named &lt;a href="http://daisythecurlycat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daisy&lt;/a&gt;, who is curly! And there is also another whit and pink pit bull named Lucy, and a bunch of cats who live in a house that they call &lt;a href="http://cole200.blogspot.com/"&gt;the Zoo&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that many more cats have websites than dogs. So since you can go visit &lt;a href="http://daisythecurlycat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daisy the Curly Cat &lt;/a&gt;website and go see all my new friends at &lt;a href="http://cole200.blogspot.com/"&gt;the Zoo&lt;/a&gt;, I decided to put up pictures of Lucy and Daisy the other pit bull!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RvRYBX8lcBI/AAAAAAAAANo/fRpxsGfuoAU/s1600-h/lucy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RvRYBX8lcBI/AAAAAAAAANo/fRpxsGfuoAU/s320/lucy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112808257603596306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lucy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RvRXwX8lcAI/AAAAAAAAANg/87lBFQcGX60/s1600-h/dasisyspot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RvRXwX8lcAI/AAAAAAAAANg/87lBFQcGX60/s320/dasisyspot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112807965545820162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The "other" Daisy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-1984936251797694527?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/1984936251797694527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=1984936251797694527&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/1984936251797694527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/1984936251797694527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/09/more-new-friends.html' title='More New Friends'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RvRYBX8lcBI/AAAAAAAAANo/fRpxsGfuoAU/s72-c/lucy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-5172588403032834195</id><published>2007-09-18T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T17:01:54.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my human'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundraising'/><title type='text'>Frankie and Farley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RvBmrFZpTEI/AAAAAAAAANY/URubuLKV9p0/s1600-h/fredcatphoto_990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RvBmrFZpTEI/AAAAAAAAANY/URubuLKV9p0/s320/fredcatphoto_990.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111698467435662402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some friends who are &lt;a href="http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-me-and-my-boyfriend-takoda.html"&gt;not dogs &lt;/a&gt;and who are &lt;a href="http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/01/rats-are-people-too.html"&gt;not rats&lt;/a&gt;. They &lt;a href="http://www.fredcat.net/"&gt;are cats&lt;/a&gt;. Cats are very nice, they are fluffy and funny and like to play silly games. The cats that are my friends are named Frankie and Farley, also known as Frankie the Fearless and Farley the Friendly. Kind alike I am Daisy the Pretty Pink Pit Bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow Frankie and Farley are helping me raise money for a good cause. They put a &lt;a href="http://www.fredcat.net/frankiecatguestbook.html"&gt;link up &lt;/a&gt;on their website promoting this walk that mom and I are going to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also sent out an e-mail form my &lt;a href="pinkdaisydog@gmail.com"&gt;very own email &lt;/a&gt;account to many of my friends. This is what it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Friend, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know I (thats mom) am an animal lover and have always supported animal rescue organizations. On September 30, Daisy my pretty pink pit bull (thats me), and I, will be taking part in the &lt;a href="http://phsspca.org/about/walk/2007/"&gt;9th Annual Wiggle Waggle Walk for the Animals &lt;/a&gt;to raise money for &lt;a href="http://phsspca.org/"&gt;Pasadena Humane Society and SPCA &lt;/a&gt;and we would really welcome your support. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really easy - you can donate online by credit card and receive a record of your donation (tax deductible). All donations are secure and sent directly to Pasadena Humane Society and SPCA. Please join Daisy and I in supporting Pasadena Humane Society and SPCA and a fabulous cause! Here is our page: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.firstgiving.com/PinkDaisy "&gt;Pink Daisy's Website for donations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you in advance for helping us help other animal friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Please forward this to anyone you know who would like to support this cause. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-5172588403032834195?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/5172588403032834195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=5172588403032834195&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/5172588403032834195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/5172588403032834195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/09/frankie-and-farley.html' title='Frankie and Farley'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RvBmrFZpTEI/AAAAAAAAANY/URubuLKV9p0/s72-c/fredcatphoto_990.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-256083305778256687</id><published>2007-09-15T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T12:46:01.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balls'/><title type='text'>A New Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Ru2H84PMvwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/84y_bRcg5q4/s1600-h/daisytrot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Ru2H84PMvwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/84y_bRcg5q4/s320/daisytrot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110890632093417218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to play ball. I have a red ball that is very bouncy. Sometimes it is so bouncy that it bounces over the fence! But mom always buys me another red ball when this happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today one of my friends came over. He wanted to teach me a new game with my red ball. It is called Golf. I had never heard of this game and was a little worried about how I would play it since it involves something called a club, and I don't have opposable thumbs to be able to hold the club thing. Well it worked out fine and now Golf is my new favorite game. Today we learned how to do something called chipping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-256083305778256687?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/256083305778256687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=256083305778256687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/256083305778256687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/256083305778256687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-game.html' title='A New Game'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Ru2H84PMvwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/84y_bRcg5q4/s72-c/daisytrot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-5934934234376406656</id><published>2007-08-29T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T14:39:28.846-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pit bull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><title type='text'>Getting a Bath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RtXng0TX8iI/AAAAAAAAAMw/qJPrT4MFvwU/s1600-h/daisychair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RtXng0TX8iI/AAAAAAAAAMw/qJPrT4MFvwU/s320/daisychair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104240303676060194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was the the day that I got a bath. I don't mind getting a bath to much, it brings out my pretty pink color, and I look especially cute until I get dirty playing. Mom takes me to the bath place in town and a very nice lady named Sondra is always there. She likes pit bulls, especially pink ones! She washes my hair, and cleans my ears and clips my nails, and then gives me a treat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today when I was there a very, very big dog names Duke was also there.  He is only 9 months old, but was still very big, he is a Mastiff.  I liked him, I think he liked me too!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home from getting a bath I was sleepy so I thought I might take a nap in the new chair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-5934934234376406656?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/5934934234376406656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=5934934234376406656&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/5934934234376406656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/5934934234376406656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/08/getting-bath.html' title='Getting a Bath'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RtXng0TX8iI/AAAAAAAAAMw/qJPrT4MFvwU/s72-c/daisychair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-3189360102025952782</id><published>2007-08-15T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T11:07:00.479-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heros'/><title type='text'>Miss Moosey</title><content type='html'>I have never been lost before, at least that I can remember. Mom always makes sure that the gate is locked, and only once did I go out the front door without permission. Mom made me come back right away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I read a story about a man who was lost, and his dog &lt;a href="http://www.wmur.com/news/13891971/detail.html"&gt;Miss Moosey&lt;/a&gt;, found him! I hope that if I ever get lost my mom can find me. I know that I would find her if she was lost because she smells nice, usually. I would be able to smell her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think today Miss Moosey is my hero. I you can read, like I can you can read the whole story &lt;a href="http://www.wmur.com/news/13891971/detail.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and See a video of Miss Moosey! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;em&gt;Rescue teams had been searching for Schultz since Monday but were unable to locate him until his dog, Miss Moosey, emerged from the woods Tuesday afternoon. Nancy Lyon, a member of New England K-9 Search and Rescue, gained Miss Moosey's trust by sitting and offering food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyon was able to put a leash on the dog, who started leading searchers back into the woods. Miss Moosey led them to a spot on the trail, and a K-9 with the Fish and Game Department was able to pick up Schultz's scent from there. He was about 830 feet off the trail.&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-3189360102025952782?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/3189360102025952782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=3189360102025952782&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/3189360102025952782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/3189360102025952782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/08/miss-moosey.html' title='Miss Moosey'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-8178840263540828298</id><published>2007-08-12T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T10:18:47.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my human'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brother'/><title type='text'>Going back to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rr9AJcjJYbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q3jS8DrP0TU/s1600-h/depressed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rr9AJcjJYbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q3jS8DrP0TU/s320/depressed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097863834233299378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All summer long we had a roommate, moms son was home from college, I guess that means he is my brother. OK so all summer long my human brother has been living with us. I like him, he plays ball with me, and gives me treats, he like to cuddle and watch TV with me. He took care of me and the terrorists when mom went away for a couple days, boy I am sure glad she came back! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I noticed he was packing up all his clothes, and also filling boxes with his blankets. He packed all his bathrroms things and even some food out of the pantry! I overhead him talking to mom, and he is leaving tomorrow to go back to school. His school is far away and he lives there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me sad. I wonder when he will be coming home again? I hope mom pays extra good attention to me now that I am sad. Maybe I will get more treats, even though I don't feel like eating them. *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-8178840263540828298?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/8178840263540828298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=8178840263540828298&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/8178840263540828298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/8178840263540828298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/08/going-back-to-school.html' title='Going back to school'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rr9AJcjJYbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/q3jS8DrP0TU/s72-c/depressed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-1983476280857507145</id><published>2007-08-04T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T15:05:48.013-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roscoe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beds'/><title type='text'>Pink and Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RrT4LsjJYaI/AAAAAAAAAJg/VO3uF1Ym9Uk/s1600-h/daisybedbed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RrT4LsjJYaI/AAAAAAAAAJg/VO3uF1Ym9Uk/s320/daisybedbed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094969958283698594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have 2 beds. One is pink and the other one is green. They are exactly alike, except for the color. The pink one is in the bedroom and the green one is in the living room.  Sometimes one of the terrorists (Roscoe) likes to sleep in my bed.  I usually let him for at least a little while. I don't know why mom just doesn't buy him a blue bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-1983476280857507145?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/1983476280857507145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=1983476280857507145&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/1983476280857507145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/1983476280857507145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/08/pink-and-green.html' title='Pink and Green'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RrT4LsjJYaI/AAAAAAAAAJg/VO3uF1Ym9Uk/s72-c/daisybedbed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-8772293054278798598</id><published>2007-08-03T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T10:24:36.155-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pit bull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='protest'/><title type='text'>Another Petition</title><content type='html'>Me and all my dog friends, especially us pit bulls, would like to ask if you could have your humans go to &lt;a href="https://community.hsus.org/campaign/US_2007_dogfighting_nfl2?rk=i1qe7O61Nbs8W "&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;and Please ask NFL Commissioner Roger Goodell to suspend Michael Vick immediately for his cruelty. It will only take a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you are there you might want to also tell him how mad you are about what the bad man has done! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you from the bottom of my very pink heart!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-8772293054278798598?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/8772293054278798598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=8772293054278798598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/8772293054278798598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/8772293054278798598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/08/another-petition.html' title='Another Petition'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-1819613550743622164</id><published>2007-07-31T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T14:11:42.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainbow bridge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fredcat'/><title type='text'>Fred Cat the Famous</title><content type='html'>It is with a heavy heart and sad eyes that I learned one of my blogging friends Fred Cat has made a journey to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rainbow_Bridge_%28pets%29"&gt;Rainbow Bridge&lt;/a&gt;. I know that Cathie and Mr. B are probably very sad, because humans get that way when their loved ones leave. Fred was the only cat that had ever e-mailed me before! And I honored him with a place on my links list, you may notice he is the only cat listed (for now). I would highly recommend going and reading some of the the &lt;a href="http://www.fredcat.net/"&gt;Tails of FredCat the Famous&lt;/a&gt;, and while you are there make sure you say hello to Cathie and Mr. B.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-1819613550743622164?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/1819613550743622164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=1819613550743622164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/1819613550743622164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/1819613550743622164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/07/fred-cat-famous.html' title='Fred Cat the Famous'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-7080410714343205750</id><published>2007-07-23T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T11:27:06.989-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>My Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RqTyr8jJYYI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/0WxrbzFpTrY/s1600-h/chihuahua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RqTyr8jJYYI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/0WxrbzFpTrY/s320/chihuahua.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090460315637342594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hero's come in all shapes and sizes. Some days my hero is Mom cuz she plays ball with me and gives me treats, some days it is Rachael cuz she brings my boyfriend to visit and takes me for walks. Today it is a tiny little Chihuahua!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiny Dog Saves Baby From Rattlesnake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From Associated Press&lt;br /&gt;July 23, 2007 12:38 PM EDT &lt;br /&gt;MASONVILLE, Colo. - Zoey is a Chihuahua, but when a rattlesnake lunged at her owners' 1-year-old grandson, she was a real bulldog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booker West was splashing his hands in a birdbath in his grandparents' northern Colorado back yard when the snake slithered up to the toddler, rattled and struck. Five-pound Zoey jumped in the way and took the bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She got in between Booker and the snake, and that's when I heard her yipe," said Monty Long, the boy's grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog required treatment and for a time it appeared she might not survive. Now she prances about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"These little bitty dogs, they just don't really get credit," Booker's grandma Denise Long told the Loveland Daily Reporter-Herald.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very glad Zoey is doing fine, rattlesnake bites can be deadly. Especially for little dogs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-7080410714343205750?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/7080410714343205750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=7080410714343205750&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/7080410714343205750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/7080410714343205750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-hero.html' title='My Hero'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RqTyr8jJYYI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/0WxrbzFpTrY/s72-c/chihuahua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-6061355760088203804</id><published>2007-07-20T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T14:44:55.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dudley nose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pit bull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='protest'/><title type='text'>Boycott Nike</title><content type='html'>This &lt;a href="http://www.pasadenastarnews.com/news/ci_6409307"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; made me very sad. It happened because of some irresponsible dog owner. I have never been able to get out of my yard! Roscoe has 2 times, but he is a terrorist and has special methods for escape. He is small and not very scary looking, so most likely would not intimidate a cop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://getactive.peta.org/campaign/afalcons_vick_2?c=mvkggl2&amp;qp_source=hamvk0720&amp;gclid=CJmKiciMt40CFQt0YAodHCuyHg"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; made me even sadder. That horrible man he teaches pit bulls how too fight! Please do not support &lt;a href="http://www.atlantafalcons.com/"&gt;his team&lt;/a&gt;, the Altalnta Falcons, or any of the &lt;a href="http://www.nike.com/index.jhtml"&gt;sponsors&lt;/a&gt; that he endorses. Please, just do it for my cute dudley nose! He &lt;a href="http://www.news.com.au/story/0,23599,22106198-2,00.html"&gt;should be put down&lt;/a&gt;, not the poor helpless doggies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-6061355760088203804?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/6061355760088203804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=6061355760088203804&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/6061355760088203804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/6061355760088203804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/07/boycott-nike.html' title='Boycott Nike'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-6265317641042762094</id><published>2007-07-06T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T11:36:19.392-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Couches and Beds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Ro6LiYs_BxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/haHLeqcMLTA/s1600-h/daisyc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Ro6LiYs_BxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/haHLeqcMLTA/s320/daisyc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084154452210812690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like sleeping on the couch, I can look out the window and watch the world go by. But I am not always allowed to. The bed is the same way. I am not allowed to sleep in the bed at night, I have a nice basket, in fact I have two, one in the bedroom and one n the living room. In the morning early, I jump on the bed next to mom and she lets me. The terrorists get to sleep there all night. I guess it is because they are so small. I wish I could sleep on the bed too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-6265317641042762094?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/6265317641042762094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=6265317641042762094&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/6265317641042762094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/6265317641042762094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/07/couches-and-beds.html' title='Couches and Beds'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Ro6LiYs_BxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/haHLeqcMLTA/s72-c/daisyc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-8852130762589877641</id><published>2007-06-24T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T13:14:58.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squirrels'/><title type='text'>The Circus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rn7QvHZ0NaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/-TN_A6urk_w/s1600-h/squirrel4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rn7QvHZ0NaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/-TN_A6urk_w/s320/squirrel4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079726937580254626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rn7QpXZ0NZI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/iLifdRuRwnQ/s1600-h/squirrel3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rn7QpXZ0NZI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/iLifdRuRwnQ/s320/squirrel3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079726838796006802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rn7QjnZ0NYI/AAAAAAAAAHI/i_6JMOs1Wvg/s1600-h/squirrel2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rn7QjnZ0NYI/AAAAAAAAAHI/i_6JMOs1Wvg/s320/squirrel2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079726740011758978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rn7QcnZ0NXI/AAAAAAAAAHA/5c_ztiu_Ak4/s1600-h/squirrel1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rn7QcnZ0NXI/AAAAAAAAAHA/5c_ztiu_Ak4/s320/squirrel1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079726619752674674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom put up a bird feeder in the front yard so that the pretty little birdies would come have some some snacks and she could sit in her Adirondack chair on the porch and watch them. But last night a squirrel came and was practicing his circus act for us! Roscoe was going to bark, but decided he was too funny so laughed instead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-8852130762589877641?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/8852130762589877641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=8852130762589877641&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/8852130762589877641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/8852130762589877641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/06/circus.html' title='The Circus'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rn7QvHZ0NaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/-TN_A6urk_w/s72-c/squirrel4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-8731743657563039387</id><published>2007-06-18T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T14:42:55.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my human'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Told you so!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rnb7xHZ0NUI/AAAAAAAAAGo/idon4FzWAo8/s1600-h/daisytoys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rnb7xHZ0NUI/AAAAAAAAAGo/idon4FzWAo8/s320/daisytoys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077522451126302018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I knew that I could talk from the very beginng, but now everyone knows thanks to the &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/19228835/"&gt;MSNBC tell all&lt;/a&gt;!  Mom showed it to me, she always wishes that I could talk to her with human words.  I just tell her back in dog language that I love her!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;....Human vocabulary may elude our pets, but they all communicate in consistent ways. By learning to read their tails, ears, fur and vocalizations, we can become fluent in such foreign tongues as Siamese and Persian, Pekingese and Bernese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at tail wags. In a study with the less-than-riveting title “Asymmetric tail-wagging responses by dogs to different emotive stimuli,” Italian scientists observed that dogs’ tails wag more to the right when they feel positive about a person or situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s intriguing because it reflects research in humans showing that the left brain, which controls the right side of the body, is associated with such feelings and emotions as affection, security and relaxation....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-8731743657563039387?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/8731743657563039387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=8731743657563039387&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/8731743657563039387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/8731743657563039387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/06/told-you-so.html' title='Told you so!'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rnb7xHZ0NUI/AAAAAAAAAGo/idon4FzWAo8/s72-c/daisytoys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-7434424704060827157</id><published>2007-06-16T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T12:01:40.589-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Dog Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RnQzRnZ0NTI/AAAAAAAAAGg/3oVu3Zi9L6E/s1600-h/bowbutt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RnQzRnZ0NTI/AAAAAAAAAGg/3oVu3Zi9L6E/s320/bowbutt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076739057681446194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was saying that it is almost the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dog_days_of_summer"&gt;dog days of summer&lt;/a&gt;.  I wondered what that meant?  Well it has to do with when the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sirius"&gt;Dog Star Sirius &lt;/a&gt;appears in the sky.  I just thought it had something to do with hot dogs!  Silly me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone put a bow on my butt!  I think that they thought I might make a good present. But I would just like someone to take it off, please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-7434424704060827157?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/7434424704060827157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=7434424704060827157&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/7434424704060827157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/7434424704060827157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/06/dog-days.html' title='Dog Days'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RnQzRnZ0NTI/AAAAAAAAAGg/3oVu3Zi9L6E/s72-c/bowbutt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-1323898521141151673</id><published>2007-06-14T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T16:22:26.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Good Food!</title><content type='html'>Ever since all the pet food recall problems mom has been busy cooking in the kitchen.  We still get our crunchy food but now instead of the mushy stuff that comes out of a can, we get stuff that is cooked on the stove and smells delicous!  It is usually either chicken or burger with some rice and carrots, which mom mixes into the crunchy food.  I would personally like just the cooked food, but im just a dog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway becuase of the recall we are trying (us we dogs and cats too) to pass a Pet Food Safety Act.  If you could click the link and support the &lt;a href="https://secure2.convio.net/aha/site/Advocacy?pagename=homepage&amp;page=UserAction&amp;id=439"&gt;Human and Pet Food Safety Act (H.R. 2108)&lt;/a&gt;we would think your cool!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-1323898521141151673?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/1323898521141151673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=1323898521141151673&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/1323898521141151673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/1323898521141151673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/06/good-food.html' title='Good Food!'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-942507827535870923</id><published>2007-06-10T10:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T10:50:05.936-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'>We're Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rmw5tHZ0NPI/AAAAAAAAAGA/gIi_1Yu5aqg/s1600-h/D%26Rlove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rmw5tHZ0NPI/AAAAAAAAAGA/gIi_1Yu5aqg/s320/D%26Rlove.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074494327383930098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are back now after being on a short hiatus! We are living in our new house which has a yard with grass, and balls and toys. I like the back yard it even has this automatic sprinkler system that waters you if you don't watch out! I thought I took care of it by chewing some wires I found, but mom got her friend to fix it, so now it waters again. She seems happy about it, but I am not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of me and Roscoe, we went for a walk on the Mt Wilson Trail and saw all kinds of cool things like lizards and deer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-942507827535870923?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/942507827535870923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=942507827535870923&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/942507827535870923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/942507827535870923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/06/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re Back'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rmw5tHZ0NPI/AAAAAAAAAGA/gIi_1Yu5aqg/s72-c/D%26Rlove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-7210050202188098801</id><published>2007-02-22T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T19:53:44.476-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dudley nose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='takoda'/><title type='text'>The other woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rd5lQgHBH3I/AAAAAAAAADw/DZn1y3mf5F4/s1600-h/harriet2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rd5lQgHBH3I/AAAAAAAAADw/DZn1y3mf5F4/s320/harriet2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034572767618473842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to speak, I was going to say bitch because that is what she is! Now look at her, then look at my pretty face, Dudley nose, pink lips, pretty white coat with strategically placed spots, who could resist that! Well I might have to have a little talk to my boyfriend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-7210050202188098801?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/7210050202188098801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=7210050202188098801&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/7210050202188098801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/7210050202188098801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/02/other-woman.html' title='The other woman'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rd5lQgHBH3I/AAAAAAAAADw/DZn1y3mf5F4/s72-c/harriet2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-3875402613902087310</id><published>2007-02-21T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T19:47:37.170-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='takoda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Competition!</title><content type='html'>There has been talk that Takoda, my boyfriend, might have another girlfriend. Whats that about. I heard she is a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boston_terrier"&gt;Boston Terrier&lt;/a&gt;. I am much more beautiful than a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boston_terrier"&gt;Boston Terrier&lt;/a&gt;!!!! I think her name is Harriet, Daisy is a much prettier name than Harriet. They have smashed noses, and look like they need plastic surgery! Oh, &lt;a href="http://www.kismetpet.com/"&gt;Rachel&lt;/a&gt; my friend who walks me knows someone that Harriet could go to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-3875402613902087310?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/3875402613902087310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=3875402613902087310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/3875402613902087310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/3875402613902087310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/02/competition.html' title='Competition!'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-5892880263285889870</id><published>2007-02-16T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T19:38:33.718-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rescue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>New House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RdZ4gCow6JI/AAAAAAAAADY/Xd_tpydfEBQ/s1600-h/cc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RdZ4gCow6JI/AAAAAAAAADY/Xd_tpydfEBQ/s320/cc1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032342125492103314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today I found out about our new house.  Mom was gone all morning, and it is her day off so she is supposed to take us for a walkies. We knew something was up.  She was at our new house.  It is only a block away!  Which means we can have lots of the same smells on our walks, which is good.  Don't want to have to mark up a whole new neighborhood!  Although Roscoe does, he likes to do that!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well looks like we are going to have a yard with grass now!  Which is really good, cuz I never have had grass. Mom doesn't have grass, and the rescue I came from was in Venice beach, no grass there either.  I hope I don't eat too much of it.  But I have heard that it feels good to roll around it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-5892880263285889870?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/5892880263285889870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=5892880263285889870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/5892880263285889870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/5892880263285889870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-house.html' title='New House'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RdZ4gCow6JI/AAAAAAAAADY/Xd_tpydfEBQ/s72-c/cc1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-7274322897085346747</id><published>2007-02-11T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T19:48:26.603-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><title type='text'>Boxes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rc9cRCow6GI/AAAAAAAAAC0/cpX-I5SWgDI/s1600-h/sleepy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rc9cRCow6GI/AAAAAAAAAC0/cpX-I5SWgDI/s320/sleepy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030340756631513186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom has been doing a lot of packing recently. There are boxes everywhere. I am sure glad she has not been packing up my toys and bed. I hope she isn't moving with out us! But she would never leave us, she loves us too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday mom took me to a place called I Dig my Dog, and I got to sit, lay, come and leave it all with lots of treats involved. I guess I am getting trained! I'm so smart though, I really don't need to be trained. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this activity makes me sleepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-7274322897085346747?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/7274322897085346747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=7274322897085346747&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/7274322897085346747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/7274322897085346747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/02/boxes.html' title='Boxes'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rc9cRCow6GI/AAAAAAAAAC0/cpX-I5SWgDI/s72-c/sleepy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-6347538613540163130</id><published>2007-02-08T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T16:58:43.706-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='takoda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Takoda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RcugCyow6FI/AAAAAAAAACo/QDenUiH0b6c/s1600-h/daisy%26takida.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RcugCyow6FI/AAAAAAAAACo/QDenUiH0b6c/s320/daisy%26takida.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029289378702223442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and my boyfriend takoda.  I love him. We go on walks together 3 times a week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-6347538613540163130?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/6347538613540163130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=6347538613540163130&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/6347538613540163130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/6347538613540163130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-me-and-my-boyfriend-takoda.html' title='Takoda'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RcugCyow6FI/AAAAAAAAACo/QDenUiH0b6c/s72-c/daisy%26takida.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-7954207666106799171</id><published>2007-01-23T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T19:17:07.850-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my human'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roscoe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrorists'/><title type='text'>Human Birthdays and Walks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rbf3HcpCkHI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1UE38tYQy2E/s1600-h/dtr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rbf3HcpCkHI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1UE38tYQy2E/s320/dtr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023755616674549874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture is of me and Roscoe, one of the terrorists. The other terrorist, Sprocket, doesn't go on "long" walks because he has a bad back. He is old and has something called arthritis. I hope I never get this because I love my walks and my dog park play time. The handsome dog on the left is named Takoda, he is my boy friend, well, one of them. He belongs to &lt;a href="http://ww.kismetpet.com"&gt;Rachel&lt;/a&gt; who comes and takes of for walks some times when out human is at work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my humans birthday. I always have wondered why they make such a big deal about birthdays when they have so many of them!!! Most humans have at least 70 or 80 if not more, when most of us dogs only have about 12 or so. So the real celebrations should be when we have our birthdays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-7954207666106799171?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/7954207666106799171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=7954207666106799171&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/7954207666106799171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/7954207666106799171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/01/human-birthdays-and-walks.html' title='Human Birthdays and Walks'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/Rbf3HcpCkHI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1UE38tYQy2E/s72-c/dtr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-320614428479294608</id><published>2007-01-19T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T18:14:48.295-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pit bull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>Rats are avid readers</title><content type='html'>It seems as if my blog is mainly being read by rats!!!! That is amazing, so I must thank my little friends for well, uh, making me almost famous!!! I hope you can tell all you rat friends about me, maybe they will have some dog friends to tell. Cuz it would be nice to also had a dog readership, since I am well, a dog. It might get a little embarrassing if only rats were to read my blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is some good news to report in the state of Illinois. Us pit bills and the entire animal-loving community is extremely grateful to Rep. Jerry Mitchell and Sen. William Haine for sponsoring a very important public and animal safety bill that will prevent dogs from being used as weapons. The innovative law took effect January 1, 2007. &lt;a href="http://www.thepetitionsite.com/takeaction/424308762?z00m=9410530&amp;z00m=9410530&amp;ltl=1169259125"&gt;Join the ASPCA in saying thank you!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-320614428479294608?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/320614428479294608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=320614428479294608&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/320614428479294608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/320614428479294608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/01/rats-are-avid-readers.html' title='Rats are avid readers'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-7953232954609463524</id><published>2007-01-18T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T19:16:06.168-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rats'/><title type='text'>Rats are people too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RbA37cuaFLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6KSdO3wxsaY/s1600-h/jack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RbA37cuaFLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6KSdO3wxsaY/s320/jack.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021575078980752562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to acknowledge that my first comments are from rats!!!! How cool is that! These are not just any rats either, they are incredibly intelligent rats with PHD's!! Or their human has one, which means they do too since I am sure there was alot of combined discussions, study time, and paper shredding, um I mean writing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, my human, the fragile thing that she is, used to have pet rats too! This was before I came to live with her. But she talks about them all the time, Fez, Neo, Francis, Jack and DunDun. She loved them very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-7953232954609463524?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/7953232954609463524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=7953232954609463524&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/7953232954609463524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/7953232954609463524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/01/rats-are-people-too.html' title='Rats are people too!'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zZlJdenHt9c/RbA37cuaFLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6KSdO3wxsaY/s72-c/jack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-429050582008248391</id><published>2007-01-18T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T11:33:36.878-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divorce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Dogs Not Allowed in Alta Utah</title><content type='html'>My human is selling her house.  Not because she wants to, she is going through a divorce.  Which means we will all be moving to a new home soon.  I sure hope that she doesn't decide to move to &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/16458241/"&gt;Alta, Utah&lt;/a&gt;.  She is a big skier and lived in Tahoe City for 10 years.  But if she moves to Alta she will not be able to have any dogs!!!! Can you believe this? You should definitely &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/16458241/"&gt;read about this dog limit&lt;/a&gt;, those poor humans.  Who could survive without a K-9 friend or two to snuggle up with especially on a cold night in Utah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we all watched American Idol on the TV.  The terrorists slept though the whole thing, however I quite liked some of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;crooning&lt;/span&gt; and yelping that came out of the TV box.  I think they should allow dogs into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;competition&lt;/span&gt;, there would be quite a few of us with the gold ticket going to Hollywood.  Especially after hearing some of those human voices.  They were not meant to sing, dogs however have a wonderful range and our voices can be so endearing.  The only drawback is articulating the words properly. *sigh* (do dogs sigh?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-429050582008248391?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/429050582008248391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=429050582008248391&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/429050582008248391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/429050582008248391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-human-is-selling-her-house.html' title='Dogs Not Allowed in Alta Utah'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800080432403130892.post-2684335603846619912</id><published>2007-01-17T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T09:59:11.195-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dudley nose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrorists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sushi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rescue'/><title type='text'>Dog begins Blog</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am a Pit Bull. Sometimes we have a "bad rap", however I am here to help change that and to talk about me. Yes, me, and perhaps my human and k-9 room mates, who are not pit bulls. They are terriers, or as I like to call them, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;terrorists&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to live with my human almost a year ago. She brought me home from &lt;a href="http://www.pawdsquad.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Paw'd&lt;/span&gt; Squad Rescue,&lt;/a&gt; who found me on the streets of South Central &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Los&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Angeles&lt;/span&gt; (not a nice place). My human had recently lost her puppy, um I mean daughter named Nat, and before she died she had wanted to adopt a pink pit bull puppy and name it Daisy. My human decided to do so, fortunately for me, even though it was a sad time in her life. So here I am. And not only am I a lovely shade of pink, but I have the outstanding trait of a "&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/avalontoyfoxterriers/TFT%20-%20WHAT%20IS%20THE%20DUDLEY%20NOSE.htm"&gt;Dudley Nose&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;puppy's&lt;/span&gt;, um I mean Nat's, birthday, she would have been 22 years old!  My human celebrated by going out to eat raw fish, sushi it is called, she took the rest of the litter with her, um I mean siblings.  I think it made her feel better, as they all came back feeling very happy.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;terrorists&lt;/span&gt; think it might have been something called Saki that helps with the mood.  Since they, the terrorists, have been around quite a bit longer than I have, I sometimes have to defer to their wealth of knowledge , even though I hate doing it.  Pit Bulls are proud, but not stupid and I have alot to learn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3800080432403130892-2684335603846619912?l=daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/feeds/2684335603846619912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3800080432403130892&amp;postID=2684335603846619912&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/2684335603846619912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3800080432403130892/posts/default/2684335603846619912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisy-the-dog.blogspot.com/2007/01/dog-begins-blog.html' title='Dog begins Blog'/><author><name>twirlingtiaras</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
