<?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-19681263</id><updated>2011-07-13T00:59:15.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scubee the wienerblab (2003ish - July 3, 2007)</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm pretty sure I'm the world's first and perhaps only wienerblab.  I'm a black lab-pit bull-wiener dog cross and proud of it...i'm a foot and a half tall on a big day, and 45lbs. I'm living happily in my forever home, after being adopted in Spring 2005.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-4886813209937443675</id><published>2007-07-06T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T21:33:38.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in memory of Scubee the one and only Wienerblab</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a message from sara and ryan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a heroic battle with lymphoma, Scubee passed away peacefully in our arms on Tuesday, July 3rd 2007. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although he wasn't with us for very long, we will be eternally grateful for the joy that Scubee brought to our lives.  His first couple of years may have been rough, but Scubee more than made up for it in the last two years, which were filled with love, games, cuddles, and, perhaps most importantly, plenty of treats. Scubee was a true character, and won over the hearts of everyone who met him (with perhaps the exception of our mail carrier!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our deepest thanks go out to Animal Rescue Coalitions in Halifax for giving Scubee the chance to adopt us, to the Dogs with Blogs community, particularly for all the supportive messages over the last few days, and of course to the Wienerblab fan club of family and friends who loved Scubee despite and because of all his eccentrities (if you've ever been in a car with Scubee, you know what we're talking about).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long, Scubee. We will miss you terribly. It's been a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you at the rainbow bridge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-4886813209937443675?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/4886813209937443675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=4886813209937443675&amp;isPopup=true' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/4886813209937443675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/4886813209937443675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/07/in-memory-of-scubee-one-and-only.html' title='in memory of Scubee the one and only Wienerblab'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-6082131632851367251</id><published>2007-07-02T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T15:45:29.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's almost time to say goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Rol9eZN6CNI/AAAAAAAAAE8/syCRnME23N0/s1600-h/IMG_6968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Rol9eZN6CNI/AAAAAAAAAE8/syCRnME23N0/s320/IMG_6968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082731615583078610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sara and ryan came to get me from the hospital this morning, so i am home now. the nice vets gave me fluids through a tube, but they told me there's not much more we can do because the cancer has moved into my organs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i'm just going to lie out in the backyard in the shade and enjoy some time with my family. i'm not in too much pain really, and i am still drinking some water, but i just don't think i can hang on much longer. even though wienerblabs are world-renowned for being excellent fighters, i think it's almost time for me to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep telling sara and ryan not to be sad, and that i am so glad that they let me adopt them. they say that they really would have liked to have more time with me, but i am reminding them that i have had the best 25 months that i could ever have imagined!! even if it took more than a year for my people to discover pupcakes, and even if i was sick near the end, i have had a wonderful time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Rol9uJN6COI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ekYmfe2T16s/s1600-h/IMG_6974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Rol9uJN6COI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ekYmfe2T16s/s320/IMG_6974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082731886166018274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-6082131632851367251?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/6082131632851367251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=6082131632851367251&amp;isPopup=true' title='87 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/6082131632851367251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/6082131632851367251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-almost-time-to-say-goodbye.html' title='it&apos;s almost time to say goodbye'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Rol9eZN6CNI/AAAAAAAAAE8/syCRnME23N0/s72-c/IMG_6968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>87</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-5959230952461038982</id><published>2007-07-01T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T20:07:47.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in the hospital</title><content type='html'>sorry i haven't posted in a little while, but i've been feeling kinda sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sara and ryan were giving me special high-protein food, but for the last couple of days i haven't been able to eat anything, let alone my kibble... i know, i know, that really isn't like me at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan is away but sara has been sleeping downstairs with me, and even though she was making me drink little bits of water all the time, she still got really worried about me and took me in to the hospital. i'm going to stay here overnight while they give me fluids and transfusions, but sara is really sad because the nice vet says it looks like the cancer has moved into my liver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad that i got to go for a mini-vacation last weekend with tobi and my family, even though i didn't get around to blogging about about it, because i had such a great time and have lots of nice things to dream about tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very very tired, so i'm going to sign out now, but if the vet lets me use his computer tomorrow i'll let you know how i'm doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-5959230952461038982?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/5959230952461038982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=5959230952461038982&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/5959230952461038982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/5959230952461038982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/07/in-hospital.html' title='in the hospital'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-5399479646582524125</id><published>2007-06-17T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T19:10:43.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hangin' with tobi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RnXl7vo2UfI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Y7NJPP0ebfM/s1600-h/with+tobi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RnXl7vo2UfI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Y7NJPP0ebfM/s320/with+tobi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077216969492943346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tobi came to visit! I was sooo excited! And we even got to spend the whoooole night and whooooled day together because his family came down to see my aunt melanie do something that they called a "half iron triathlon". I don't know what that is. We got to snuggle and play, and even though i was a bit tired so we didn't wrestle, it was great fun anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tobi says i look too skinny. Sara and ryan say that it's because of the sickness, and that i am losing my muscles.  But i think it's because i don't get enough treats. Honestly, people just don't get it sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-5399479646582524125?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/5399479646582524125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=5399479646582524125&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/5399479646582524125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/5399479646582524125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/06/hangin-with-tobi.html' title='hangin&apos; with tobi'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RnXl7vo2UfI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Y7NJPP0ebfM/s72-c/with+tobi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-6283145739955184639</id><published>2007-06-16T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T15:06:29.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thank goodness for eating</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RnRdZ_o2UeI/AAAAAAAAAEs/5EUF7EYMRFI/s1600-h/in+backyard.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RnRdZ_o2UeI/AAAAAAAAAEs/5EUF7EYMRFI/s320/in+backyard.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076785381114270178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whatever it was that was bothering my tummy seems to have cleared up pretty quickly, which is good because it's no fun missing my meals. Yesterday afternoon i got to have three seperate little dinners of special food! And afterwards, i even got to take sara on a short walk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vet thinks that i didn't eat anything bad, but that feeling ill was probably something to do with my mystery sickness. The people still think it's most likely cancer, but despite many many tests and consults with special vets, they haven't been able to figure out which type. Go figure. People aren't nearly as smart as they would have you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only they would listen to me -- i think that it is all due to a lack of &lt;a href="http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/03/and-you-thought-cookies-were-great.html"&gt;pupcakes&lt;/a&gt; and cookies, and if only i could have an unlimited supply of treats i'm sure i would be cured!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-6283145739955184639?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/6283145739955184639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=6283145739955184639&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/6283145739955184639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/6283145739955184639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/06/thank-goodness-for-eating.html' title='thank goodness for eating'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RnRdZ_o2UeI/AAAAAAAAAEs/5EUF7EYMRFI/s72-c/in+backyard.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-4120897718931388940</id><published>2007-06-14T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T14:56:23.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not feeling so good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RnG5M_o2UdI/AAAAAAAAAEk/VEUysR9tzA0/s1600-h/on+floor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RnG5M_o2UdI/AAAAAAAAAEk/VEUysR9tzA0/s320/on+floor.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076041887915594194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today i am not feeling so good. My belly is just not very happy. I was up much of the night with ryan, and still was not doing great in the morning so sara stayed home with me. I'm feeling a bit better now that we went to the vet and got a shot -- i was very very good the whole time -- and have even been able to eat a little food, which is a huuuuuge relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that sara stayed home to cuddle with me in the sunshine, but i wish that i was feeling better enough to play some games. What's the fun of having your person stay home with you if you're sick the whole time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i knew what was wrong with me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-4120897718931388940?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/4120897718931388940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=4120897718931388940&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/4120897718931388940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/4120897718931388940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/06/not-feeling-so-good.html' title='not feeling so good'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RnG5M_o2UdI/AAAAAAAAAEk/VEUysR9tzA0/s72-c/on+floor.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-4106957368617851526</id><published>2007-06-10T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T13:41:52.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why i love weekends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RmxhuPo2UcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4X4kTJ5P0UQ/s1600-h/on+couch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RmxhuPo2UcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4X4kTJ5P0UQ/s320/on+couch.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074538327239446978" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love weekends because ryan and sara stay home with me. sometimes they leave for a little while, but they often spend extra time playing in the backyard and cuddling with me. sometimes, we all nap for part of the afternoon. i think that napping with my family is just about the best thing there is (besides eating treats, of course).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-4106957368617851526?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/4106957368617851526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=4106957368617851526&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/4106957368617851526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/4106957368617851526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/06/why-i-love-weekends.html' title='why i love weekends'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RmxhuPo2UcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4X4kTJ5P0UQ/s72-c/on+couch.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-5815861537898807714</id><published>2007-05-25T11:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T13:00:48.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finally...</title><content type='html'>So for a change, Ryan is home on a weekday.  He keeps going to work and turning off the computer before he leaves.  Doesn't he know I can't turn it back on to post on my blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I'm it...Sparky has tagged me and I'm supposed to say eight things about myself.  I'm not feeling very well so hopefully I can think of some quickly.  I really hope these doctors can figure out what's wrong with me and just fix me already.  Here's what Sparky said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Now, I get to tag someone!  The people I tag must:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1.  Start with 8 random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2.  The person tagged blogs about each of these facts and posts these rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3.  At the end of the blog entry, list 8 pups to get tagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4.  Leave a comment telling them that they have been tagged!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;okay then...eight random facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. my forever family, ryan and sara, rescued me from Animal Rescue Coalitions in Halifax, NS.  They were supposed to be fostering me for a couple of days...i sure fooled them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. i really really really don't like car rides...even though i get lots of treats and yummy soup bones, something about driving around in the car really freaks me out.  I'm okay if we're going straight and at a constant speed, but I don't do well with the stopping and starting and turning, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. when ryan and sara got me I didn't even know what a cookie was.  the first one i got i spit out on the ground and then finally was persuaded to eat it.  Best move ever!!! now i can't get enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. my favourite toy is my bungee deer...no wait, it's my duck...er...maybe my hedgehog...wait!!...how can i forget about my molecuball which spits out treats when i bat it around the room!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5. you already know this, but I'm part weinerdog, part pit bull and part black lab...you figure that one out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6. mail is evil and it must be killed as it comes through the mail slot or else it will...hmmm....i'm not actually sure what it will do if I don't kill it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7. i love to lie in the sun until ryan or sara point out that i'm crazily overheating, then i go inside for a bit before going back out into the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8. i actually do like wearing clothes.  i have several shirts and sweaters and my blue rain jacket keeps me warm and dry in the rain...and it matches one that ryan has with white reflector strips on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;okay, now for tagging some other doggie friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;How about&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://mjshouseofslobber.blogspot.com/"&gt;MJ&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://jackiethepuggle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jackie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://peanuts-thoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Peanut&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://billy-boozer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Billy Boo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://originalgruffpuppy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Opy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sophierulestheworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sophie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ferndoggle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sherman, Penny and Lola&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; and of course&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://dogsthatblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wally.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I would have also tagged &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://sillysuki.blogspot.com/"&gt;Suki &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but she was tagged already today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;out for now...aaaRARARaarararARRrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-5815861537898807714?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/5815861537898807714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=5815861537898807714&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/5815861537898807714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/5815861537898807714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/05/finally.html' title='finally...'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-2973284898625760948</id><published>2007-05-05T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T10:34:38.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY food!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RjzAEfPLctI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jlL0oGSTxB0/s1600-h/IMG_6655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061131264594768594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RjzAEfPLctI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jlL0oGSTxB0/s320/IMG_6655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ryan and Sara are changing my food. Not because there was anything necessarily wrong with my old food but just that we still don't know what's wrong with me. The vet said that we'll just have to keep me on that prednisone stuff every other day (because when we switched to every four days I got sick again) and see how I do. I wish I didn't have to keep taking that stuff because it makes me more anxious, especially when other people are over and I'm even more excitable when there is food around. I just can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did say they were going to consult some specialist network, so we'll see what happens with that. Anyways, for anyone interested, my old food that I'm not going to be getting anymore is Wellness, but we've found just as many people saying it's a great food as those saying it's not that good anymore. The new one is really yummy too and is called EaglePack. (neither of them are made by that company Menu Foods that's making some of our friends sick)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scubee out,&lt;br /&gt;aARAaRAArrrrrARrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-2973284898625760948?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/2973284898625760948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=2973284898625760948&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/2973284898625760948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/2973284898625760948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-food.html' title='MY food!'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RjzAEfPLctI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jlL0oGSTxB0/s72-c/IMG_6655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-7281942205397664705</id><published>2007-04-19T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T11:17:02.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's Dr. House when you need him?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Riex78cLlhI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UuRuJqTsBKs/s1600-h/250px-HouseMD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055204750141396498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Riex78cLlhI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UuRuJqTsBKs/s320/250px-HouseMD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sara and Ryan watch this show called House...it has this really obnoxious doctor on it who somehow manages to solve all sorts of weird medical problems that people have that no one else can figure out...so where is this guy when you need him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Returning to the saga of my body's imaginary problems, after the ultrasound I had that left me with no fur on my belly the vet said they still couldn't figure out what was wrong with me and didn't find any cancer, even though all the symptoms were pointing that way. They decided to gradually take me off these prednisone pills I've been on so I'm now getting one every four days, and things were going fine until yesterday, when that crazy need for water came back and I drank 27,000 gallons of water...(okay, maybe a minor exaggeration) I feel really bad because I had to get Ryan up at 2am to let me out to pee and I know he's busy with his school stuff this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Riex8ccLliI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4qBpkEIQE6U/s1600-h/IMG_6634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055204758731331106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Riex8ccLliI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4qBpkEIQE6U/s320/IMG_6634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully the docs will be able to figure something out soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;aRArARrrrrrrrr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-7281942205397664705?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/7281942205397664705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=7281942205397664705&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/7281942205397664705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/7281942205397664705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/04/wheres-dr-house-when-you-need-him.html' title='Where&apos;s Dr. House when you need him?'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Riex78cLlhI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UuRuJqTsBKs/s72-c/250px-HouseMD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-1052289260560795763</id><published>2007-04-14T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T10:44:03.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of course I'm a lap dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RiES2d0nyjI/AAAAAAAAAD8/C4P7gEAqzB8/s1600-h/IMG_6632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053340983813982770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RiES2d0nyjI/AAAAAAAAAD8/C4P7gEAqzB8/s320/IMG_6632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure I really understand this big dog/small dog dichotomy. You see...I'm a big dog...part black lab, part american staffordshire...if you heard me bark you'd be concerned. On the other hand...I'm part dachsie...a little dog...I stand about a foot and a half tall on a tall day...so why can't I sit on your lap while you're doing work? Of course I'm a lap dog. So a lesson to all you little dogs, hold your head high, it's all in the bark...and for you big dogs, there's no problem being a little dog at heart...jump up and sit on your person(s) lap(s), you too can be a lap dog! (and those of you in between...no one should question you either way)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;aARArararARrr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-1052289260560795763?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/1052289260560795763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=1052289260560795763&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/1052289260560795763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/1052289260560795763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/04/of-course-im-lap-dog.html' title='Of course I&apos;m a lap dog'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RiES2d0nyjI/AAAAAAAAAD8/C4P7gEAqzB8/s72-c/IMG_6632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-8981631066322533517</id><published>2007-04-10T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T10:51:51.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday to me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I would have posted yesterday but I was up island with my good buddy Tobi at his house on Protection Island. It was so much fun being up there for the weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But guess what...it was my birthday yesterday and it was so great (except for the riding in the car part). You'll never guess what I got for my birthday, so I'll tell you. If you recall, my most favouritest toy ever has been &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=SOCmheNR2i8"&gt;this deer&lt;/a&gt; but the stretchy part has worn out, one of the squeakies doesn't squeak anymore and there's stuffing coming out of his head. I had heard of my people looking for a new one for me but they never had any luck. How surprised was I yesterday after having two big soup bones in the car ride back from Nanaimo, when we returned home and Sara pulled out a brand new deer! They come from the &lt;a href="http://www.akcstore.org/akcstore/ProductDetails.aspx?ItemClassId=524&amp;parent=yes&amp;amp;productID=83188"&gt;American Kennel Club&lt;/a&gt; and, even though they haven't recognized the wienerblab as an official breed, they do make good toys. I also have the duck but it doesn't quack anymore, though it's still fun to play with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RhvOVN0nyiI/AAAAAAAAAD0/mHXf4Ji9p9Q/s1600-h/IMG_6593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051858270909090338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RhvOVN0nyiI/AAAAAAAAAD0/mHXf4Ji9p9Q/s320/IMG_6593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if that wasn't enough, Sara made me my own bone-shaped birthday cookies. They're soooo good...even though the recipe said to cook them in the microwave. Anyways...back to my deer...I'll post again later with more details from last weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;arararARARARaArararar-squeaka squeaka-raaARarr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-8981631066322533517?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/8981631066322533517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=8981631066322533517&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/8981631066322533517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/8981631066322533517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy birthday to me!'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RhvOVN0nyiI/AAAAAAAAAD0/mHXf4Ji9p9Q/s72-c/IMG_6593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-7886598271699611087</id><published>2007-04-03T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T18:03:47.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bath time! gross!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-CA" &gt;This week, sara has not been going away to work each day like she normally does. She says that she needs to do school stuff, but i know that it's really because she wants to hang out with me in the sunshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RhL4nTjJQII/AAAAAAAAADs/cKUlvekpErs/s1600-h/soapy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RhL4nTjJQII/AAAAAAAAADs/cKUlvekpErs/s320/soapy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049371486382014594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-CA" &gt;So imagine my surprise when sara said that the sunshine was a good occasion to give me a shower outside! I tried to be really really good, but i don't like getting sprayed with water one bit! Even though sara hooked the hose up to the inside tap so that the water was warm, i was not impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And rather than rescuing me, ryan decided to take photos. I'd like to see how he would feel if sara made him stand in the back yard and sprayed him with the hose. Hhmmph! Getting wet is soooo gross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RhL4nDjJQHI/AAAAAAAAADk/-1t7wfFKDZo/s1600-h/being+rinsed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RhL4nDjJQHI/AAAAAAAAADk/-1t7wfFKDZo/s320/being+rinsed.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049371482087047282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-CA" &gt;araARARarAArarrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-7886598271699611087?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/7886598271699611087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=7886598271699611087&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/7886598271699611087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/7886598271699611087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/04/bath-time-gross.html' title='bath time! gross!'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RhL4nTjJQII/AAAAAAAAADs/cKUlvekpErs/s72-c/soapy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-4109711965438348005</id><published>2007-04-02T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T10:57:44.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An example of when the game is over</title><content type='html'>Don't you people understand?  This is an example of the end of a tug o' war and fetch game.  You're supposed to leave me alone to chew for a while, and then I'll come back to you when the game is to resume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pgSVnBFLFPA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pgSVnBFLFPA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;araARARarAArarrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-4109711965438348005?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/4109711965438348005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=4109711965438348005&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/4109711965438348005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/4109711965438348005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/04/example-of-when-game-is-over.html' title='An example of when the game is over'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-3153820332669266056</id><published>2007-04-02T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T10:55:32.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tug o' war or fetch...I always get the two mixed up</title><content type='html'>I thought I'd start off the week with a couple of videos taken yesterday out in the backyard because the weather was so nice.  You see...I have this little problem.  I seem to be the only one who understands the rules of these games.  The games of tug o' war and fetch are not separate games, but they are one and the same.  I'll go fetch, but you need to then play tug to get the thing back from me...and if I win, you have to keep trying.  The game ends when the toy needs a rest (rest defined as me squishing it in my mouth for a while).  There is also a lot of growling involved.  It's so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BU0sTKLo400"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BU0sTKLo400" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aArarararARRaarr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-3153820332669266056?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/3153820332669266056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=3153820332669266056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/3153820332669266056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/3153820332669266056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/04/tug-o-war-or-fetchi-always-get-two.html' title='Tug o&apos; war or fetch...I always get the two mixed up'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-5167040320210640550</id><published>2007-03-29T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T08:19:31.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kinda cold in here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RgvY8DjJQDI/AAAAAAAAADA/3TArGSvdQ7s/s1600-h/IMG_6460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047366333655236658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RgvY8DjJQDI/AAAAAAAAADA/3TArGSvdQ7s/s320/IMG_6460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;brrrrrrr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I still haven't heard back yet from the vet but we should hear something today I think...as you can tell, I survived my bout of starvation. It was touch and go for a while there but when I came out of the vet room I got a great big cookie and then a whole bunch of kibble in the car on the way home. Since then though things have been a bit chilly...my poor belly had to be shaved for the ultrasound thingy to work...it was quite frightening...they had to shave me and then they put this weird jelly-type stuff on my belly while they moved this thing around. I'm okay, but fuzzy scubee isn't so fuzzy anymore in some parts. They assure me it will grow back though, but I'll believe it when I see it (or at least when I show it to people when I roll over to let them rub my belly).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;araRAararaRArarrr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-5167040320210640550?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/5167040320210640550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=5167040320210640550&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/5167040320210640550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/5167040320210640550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/03/kinda-cold-in-here.html' title='kinda cold in here'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RgvY8DjJQDI/AAAAAAAAADA/3TArGSvdQ7s/s72-c/IMG_6460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-8624171340383512170</id><published>2007-03-27T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T10:25:14.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ssoOoOOooOoo hungry </title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RglS9Z3iWGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/rG-bB19206I/s1600-h/IMG_6456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046656072314673250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RglS9Z3iWGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/rG-bB19206I/s320/IMG_6456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RglO653iWFI/AAAAAAAAACw/y3dK5i6XLxo/s1600-h/IMG_6392.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know why everyone is so mean to me. Can't you see I'm starving? Look, you can almost see my ribs.  My tongue is sticking out in hopes of catching any airborne nutrients that might happen by...(don't worry, I don't have &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_lBQWUR3u7U"&gt;Charles' &lt;/a&gt;problem)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what I did to deserve this but I didn't get my breakfast this morning. I did get a mildly unexpected additional dinner around 9:30 last night, but that's no reason to deprive me of breakfast. They say it's because of my vet appointment today. I'm going to get an ultrasound done of my belly, but it's not until 11:30. They said I can't eat for 12 hours before my appointment but I still don't understand why my appointment couldn't be earlier. Oh well...hopefully I'll make it...and Ryan better bring my breakfast with us to the vet to revive me afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;araARRararRRrr&lt;growl&gt;ARararr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-8624171340383512170?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/8624171340383512170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=8624171340383512170&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/8624171340383512170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/8624171340383512170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/03/ssoooooooooo-hungry.html' title='ssoOoOOooOoo hungry &lt;growl&gt;'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RglS9Z3iWGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/rG-bB19206I/s72-c/IMG_6456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-4099736827249418273</id><published>2007-03-25T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T11:24:14.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And you thought cookies were great</title><content type='html'>Yes, my friends, there is something out there, just for dogs, that is better than cookies.  I know, I know...but take a look at these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Rga-D53iWEI/AAAAAAAAACo/Rdhe8ViMuX8/s1600-h/IMG_6447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Rga-D53iWEI/AAAAAAAAACo/Rdhe8ViMuX8/s200/IMG_6447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045929406797862978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes are not deceiving you...they are, in fact, doggie cupcakes.  Sara brought them home from the store on Friday and they are sooooooooo good.  I didn't want the goodness to ever end...but alas, she only brought home two of them.  I heard her saying to Ryan that she had to show him the store she got them at, so all is not lost...I believe there will be more.  For those of you here in Victoria (&lt;a href="http://mjshouseofslobber.blogspot.com/"&gt;MJ, this is to you&lt;/a&gt;), I heard the place is in Dragon Alley in Chinatown.  I don't know where that is, but if you get your people to read this maybe they can help.  Anyways, off to go dream about more of those yummy yummy cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AARararaARAararrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-4099736827249418273?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/4099736827249418273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=4099736827249418273&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/4099736827249418273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/4099736827249418273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/03/and-you-thought-cookies-were-great.html' title='And you thought cookies were great'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Rga-D53iWEI/AAAAAAAAACo/Rdhe8ViMuX8/s72-c/IMG_6447.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-6425874357276054303</id><published>2007-03-21T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T12:26:09.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out the new duds!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RgGGdp3iWCI/AAAAAAAAACY/x5-QBj6ZVP4/s1600-h/IMG_6441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044460901644785698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RgGGdp3iWCI/AAAAAAAAACY/x5-QBj6ZVP4/s200/IMG_6441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara went out the other day and came back with an early birthday present for me. My birthday isn't until next month but she got me this new shirt. If ever there was a shirt that described the essence of wienerblabness, this is it! She said she got it from this store in Market Square where they have lots of cool doggie stuff. You should get one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RgGGeZ3iWDI/AAAAAAAAACg/GXrs4ehaUAU/s1600-h/IMG_6442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044460914529687602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RgGGeZ3iWDI/AAAAAAAAACg/GXrs4ehaUAU/s200/IMG_6442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AaraAraraArARARRRrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-6425874357276054303?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/6425874357276054303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=6425874357276054303&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/6425874357276054303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/6425874357276054303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/03/check-out-new-duds.html' title='Check out the new duds!'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RgGGdp3iWCI/AAAAAAAAACY/x5-QBj6ZVP4/s72-c/IMG_6441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-5586307021095701854</id><published>2007-03-17T19:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T23:30:41.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lesson in cookie eating</title><content type='html'>Not that you need a lesson on how to eat cookies, because I know you're all pretty good at that naturally.  The key to this lesson is one of strategy.  Now I know it's not often that you are confronted with multiple cookies at the same time, let alone ones varying in size, shape and tastiness, but watch the video and learn.  The key is to go after the largest one first, because we all know, cookies will disappear before your eyes if you don't eat them fast enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gr9-Fr0qRAI"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gr9-Fr0qRAI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aRAaraArrrRRRArarr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-5586307021095701854?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/5586307021095701854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=5586307021095701854&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/5586307021095701854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/5586307021095701854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/03/lesson-in-cookie-eating_17.html' title='A lesson in cookie eating'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-8168189999162121668</id><published>2007-03-17T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T18:27:57.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>But I'm an Aries...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your element: Fire&lt;br /&gt;Your ruling planets: Mars&lt;br /&gt;Symbol: The Ram&lt;br /&gt;Your stone: Ruby&lt;br /&gt;Life Pursuit: The thrill of the moment&lt;br /&gt;Vibration: Enthusiastic&lt;br /&gt;Aries Secret Desire: To lead the way for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan talked to the vet yesterday because we were still waiting to hear back about my last blood tests and she said that she thinks I have some sort of cancer.  I don't know what that is but I know I don't like it.  They couldn't see anything from my x-rays (after all that) so they said I need to go back and have an ultrasound on my belly.  I'm not sure what they'll find because I keep telling Ryan that there's not enough food in there.  I'm taking this thing called &lt;a href="http://www.petplace.com/drug-library/prednisone-prednisolone/page1.aspx"&gt;prednisone&lt;/a&gt; twice a day.  It's also making me want to drink more and it's making me really hyper (probably not so much that the average person could tell the difference from before but my people can).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'll hope to know more in a couple of weeks when they do this ultrasound thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aARAraRARAARararr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-8168189999162121668?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/8168189999162121668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=8168189999162121668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/8168189999162121668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/8168189999162121668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/03/but-im-aries.html' title='But I&apos;m an Aries...'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-9208919947436598780</id><published>2007-03-14T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T20:10:27.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>antifreeze tastes like candy</title><content type='html'>did you know that even though that green stuff people put in their cars tastes like candy, it can kill dogs? and other animals too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even though there are are safe kinds of antifreeze that are not poisonous, most people don't know about them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my home of british columbia, us dogs have started a campaign to get people to learn about the safe kinds of antifreeze and to get the poisonous stuff off the shelves. find out more at the &lt;a href="http://www.spca.bc.ca/antifreeze"&gt;spca website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a picture of me with some of the safe kind of green stuff -- my people bought this at &lt;a href="http://www.canadiantire.ca"&gt;canadian tire&lt;/a&gt;. i look worried because i am thinking about all the dogs that get sick and even die from the poisonous green stuff each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Rfi5CLqdW4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/2izChuoLMfE/s1600-h/with+prestone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Rfi5CLqdW4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/2izChuoLMfE/s200/with+prestone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041983229983021954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aarARRAraRAArarrrarr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-9208919947436598780?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/9208919947436598780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=9208919947436598780&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/9208919947436598780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/9208919947436598780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/03/antifreeze-tastes-like-candy.html' title='antifreeze tastes like candy'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Rfi5CLqdW4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/2izChuoLMfE/s72-c/with+prestone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-9039432244495293720</id><published>2007-03-11T12:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T13:50:34.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Napkins are bad for the environment...I use pants instead</title><content type='html'>You know how after a really great and satisfying meal (to the extent that a meal that ends can be satisfying) and you're all done licking the crumbs off your face, you find your face covered in slobber and your nose running a bit?  Rather than using napkins that are made from paper and the senseless destruction of the places where we pee, I find a nearby pantleg (preferably with the leg still inside) works wonders.  It not only helps you to wipe the aforementioned (okay, ryan helped with that word) slobber and snot, it also helps with that itching sensation that comes with it.  Here's an example of how it's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pca9_FoybKY"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pca9_FoybKY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aarARRAraRAArarrrarr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-9039432244495293720?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/9039432244495293720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=9039432244495293720&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/9039432244495293720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/9039432244495293720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/03/napkins-are-bad-for-environmenti-use_11.html' title='Napkins are bad for the environment...I use pants instead'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-5258045037955033818</id><published>2007-03-07T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T08:48:58.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mmmm.....kibble!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Re7s4Y5sdtI/AAAAAAAAACA/Rgd9ssFgxcE/s1600-h/IMG_6405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Re7s4Y5sdtI/AAAAAAAAACA/Rgd9ssFgxcE/s320/IMG_6405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039225486575433426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me licking my lips after some good kibble.  I'm glad I have my appetite back, mostly, because I was wondering how I could possibly survive without my kibble.  (though the beef and chicken and fresh salmon kinda helped)  They still don't know what's wrong but they've got me on some sort of drug in the meantime which seems to be helping because I have more energy and my love for all things food seems to have returned (except for mushrooms, but they're not really food.  I'm not sure why ryan eats those).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we'll get the results from the last set of tests tomorrow or friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AraRAaArARarARRrrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-5258045037955033818?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/5258045037955033818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=5258045037955033818&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/5258045037955033818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/5258045037955033818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/03/mmmmkibble.html' title='mmmm.....kibble!'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Re7s4Y5sdtI/AAAAAAAAACA/Rgd9ssFgxcE/s72-c/IMG_6405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-3002917332021080556</id><published>2007-03-05T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T17:33:00.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>x-rays are stupid too</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RezExo5sdsI/AAAAAAAAAB4/GJ0LkSJY9s8/s1600-h/inverted+scubee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RezExo5sdsI/AAAAAAAAAB4/GJ0LkSJY9s8/s320/inverted+scubee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038618440192784066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...back to the vet today.  They still don't know what's wrong with me so they had to take more of my blood (it's really not fun).  They also made me get x-ray pictures taken.  Now I love getting my picture taken as much as the next wienerblab, but this type they put you on a cold table and stretch you out and try to hold you still while they do this...they're sure not getting my good side (even though they took pictures of both sides of me and one of my belly...I'm sure they could see how empty it was).  And then the messed up on one of them and had to take it again.  As you can see...I'm now glowing from all the radiation and appliances turn on as I walk by them.  I hope I return to normal soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(okay okay...I'm not really glowing...ryan showed me how to do that in his photo program)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aArrArarARARaRraarr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-3002917332021080556?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/3002917332021080556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=3002917332021080556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/3002917332021080556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/3002917332021080556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/03/x-rays-are-stupid-too.html' title='x-rays are stupid too'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RezExo5sdsI/AAAAAAAAAB4/GJ0LkSJY9s8/s72-c/inverted+scubee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-8597792955600240329</id><published>2007-03-04T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T08:49:19.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope Tobi comes over again soon</title><content type='html'>Tobi is my bestest friend.  When he comes over we have so much fun running around and wrestling.  We don't break stuff very often.  We used to make a lot of sound when we'd wrestle but our people like it better when we're more quiet like this.  It may look like we're hurting each other but Tobi doesn't have most of his canines and I don't actually bite down, I just pretend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vadqHWhiAGI"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vadqHWhiAGI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;araARRararArarar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-8597792955600240329?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/8597792955600240329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=8597792955600240329&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/8597792955600240329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/8597792955600240329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-hope-tobi-comes-over-again-soon.html' title='I hope Tobi comes over again soon'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-9163765757686544705</id><published>2007-03-03T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T15:20:49.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some good news, but more tests</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/ReoCv8paYvI/AAAAAAAAABs/pFni6ouAtYU/s1600-h/IMG_5252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037842155924251378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/ReoCv8paYvI/AAAAAAAAABs/pFni6ouAtYU/s320/IMG_5252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well...apparently it's not the kind of cancer they thought it might be that they tested for yesterday. On the other hand, it means they still don't know what it is that's causing my loss of appetite and crazy water consumption. As a result, I'm going back on Monday for more tests...this time they're going to do another blood test (the one they didn't do last week by mistake) and a chest x-ray. I guess we'll see what happens after that but the results from that won't come back until the end of the week and in the meantime they say they're going to give me something called a cortico-steroid (and I thought I was already muscular enough for a wienerblab) and that might help with things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gotta go (time to go mark up the neighbourhood again)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;araARAARaararArararar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-9163765757686544705?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/9163765757686544705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=9163765757686544705&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/9163765757686544705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/9163765757686544705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/03/some-good-news-but-more-tests.html' title='some good news, but more tests'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/ReoCv8paYvI/AAAAAAAAABs/pFni6ouAtYU/s72-c/IMG_5252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-1918604833737287192</id><published>2007-03-02T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T16:35:03.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>still waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RejCrcpaYuI/AAAAAAAAABc/mAyL2Dd-GvI/s1600-h/scubee+in+the+hall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RejCrcpaYuI/AAAAAAAAABc/mAyL2Dd-GvI/s400/scubee+in+the+hall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037490234893951714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't understand...I thought these veterinarian-type people were supposed to just know what's wrong with you when you're not feeling well.  I had to go back there again today and they say they still don't know why my appetite's gone (except for the fresh salmon and rice in chicken broth that I've been getting lately) and why I'm drinking so much water.   They said it wasn't that parathyroid thing (whatever that is) but that they didn't do all the tests they were supposed to last week.  They also said something about my lymph nodes today and had to shave part of my leg and poke me with more needles.  It wasn't fun at all.  And then, of course, the thermometer in the bum again...hopefully we'll figure it all out soon and I'll be back to my normal fuzzy wienerblab self soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bybye for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ArraArAraRAARRRaararar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-1918604833737287192?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/1918604833737287192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=1918604833737287192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/1918604833737287192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/1918604833737287192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/03/still-waiting.html' title='still waiting'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RejCrcpaYuI/AAAAAAAAABc/mAyL2Dd-GvI/s72-c/scubee+in+the+hall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-2397876708900627515</id><published>2007-02-23T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T16:52:28.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more tests?  :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Rd-MPkdhM3I/AAAAAAAAABI/gKJoEkFfMlU/s1600-h/IMG_6189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034897107536917362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Rd-MPkdhM3I/AAAAAAAAABI/gKJoEkFfMlU/s320/IMG_6189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well...the vet called and said they want me to come back and see them again on monday. I'm not really happy about that. They told ryan that my white blood cell count is low and my calcium is high. They said that the calcium being high is what is making me so thirsty but I need more tests to find out why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;blood tests are stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;they said it might be something about my parathyroid glands or something. Oh well...I guess I'll go back there on Monday, but they say these tests won't get back for a week or something. I'll let you know when I find out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AraaAraaRararararAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-2397876708900627515?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/2397876708900627515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=2397876708900627515&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/2397876708900627515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/2397876708900627515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/02/more-tests.html' title='more tests?  :('/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Rd-MPkdhM3I/AAAAAAAAABI/gKJoEkFfMlU/s72-c/IMG_6189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-5313490603206916371</id><published>2007-02-22T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T10:05:26.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>she said I looked old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Rd3bUEdhM2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/wJIkydSEjSk/s1600-h/IMG_6354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Rd3bUEdhM2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/wJIkydSEjSk/s320/IMG_6354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034421096311501666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went with ryan to the vet today because I haven't been eating the same lately and have been drinking way more water than usual.  I don't feel that different otherwise so I'm not sure how anything could be wrong with me.  Anyways, after putting the thermometer in my bum they proceeded to take me into another room where I thought I would get more cookies (which I did) but they also stuck me with something pointy that hurt a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that though, they said that they have to send my blood to vancouver and I won't find anything out until tomorrow.  Oh well...I'll let you know what I find out as soon as they call me.  (well...actually they're probably going to call ryan what with my lack of opposable thumbs that make it very difficult to answer the phone.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'till then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AraArARAARarraARARARRrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-5313490603206916371?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/5313490603206916371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=5313490603206916371&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/5313490603206916371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/5313490603206916371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/02/she-said-i-looked-old.html' title='she said I looked old'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Rd3bUEdhM2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/wJIkydSEjSk/s72-c/IMG_6354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-580042685986251743</id><published>2007-02-21T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T09:56:16.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh sun, how I have missed thee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Rd3ZMEdhM1I/AAAAAAAAAAw/2IlJB4avGBI/s1600-h/IMG_6352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Rd3ZMEdhM1I/AAAAAAAAAAw/2IlJB4avGBI/s320/IMG_6352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034418759849292626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad the sun has come back.  It's just not the same lounging in my nest on the window-seat without that warm glow baking me while I spend my days thinking about how to save the world.  (my plans often involve creating an army of wienerblabs but sara and ryan tell me that that's not possible since a couple of years ago when I had this really uncomfortable operation).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, for some reason I haven't been as hungry lately...I'm not sure I like the food I'd been getting so I've got a new kind now...it's not that much better though...who would have ever thought I would skip breakfast but I just didn't feel like eating it this morning.  I've also been really really thirsty lately and drinking lots of water.  Maybe as much as I don't want to I'll ask ryan to take me to that person that puts the thermometer in my bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;araRArARARArrraarr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-580042685986251743?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/580042685986251743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=580042685986251743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/580042685986251743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/580042685986251743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-sun-how-i-have-missed-thee.html' title='oh sun, how I have missed thee'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/Rd3ZMEdhM1I/AAAAAAAAAAw/2IlJB4avGBI/s72-c/IMG_6352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-5446463067307691259</id><published>2007-02-17T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T18:55:31.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoga Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RdfAE0dhM0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/U7W7KA0Ru1Y/s1600-h/scubee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RdfAE0dhM0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/U7W7KA0Ru1Y/s320/scubee.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032702297644282690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes when i go walking, i see the people going to that place down the street to do yoga. But really, i know that you can do yoga from the comfort of your own home. Just check out my perfect Adho Mukha Svanasana, or Downward Facing Dog to those of you not familiar with the yoga language. My duck, of course, is demonstrating a great Savasana pose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and Ryan aren't really into yoga, but i find it helps me deal with stress and maintain a positive outlook on life. Achieving balance is an important part of the wienerblab lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-5446463067307691259?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/5446463067307691259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=5446463067307691259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/5446463067307691259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/5446463067307691259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/02/yoga-time.html' title='Yoga Time'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RdfAE0dhM0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/U7W7KA0Ru1Y/s72-c/scubee.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-4096464860941392278</id><published>2007-01-06T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T10:23:59.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorryyyyyy...but i'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RZ_pLzx2YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TJafzVBZisw/s1600-h/IMG_6324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RZ_pLzx2YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TJafzVBZisw/s320/IMG_6324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016984899001148162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't been posting lately.  Ryan was on his computer for almost all of December writing papers and stuff.  Silly Ryan also keeps turning off his computer when he goes out and my paw is too big to press the power button.  Anyways...I had a great christmas holiday.  We went and saw all my friends up in qualicum and nanaimo including Tobi and all five collies.  I wasn't allowed to visit with the chickens or the goats though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan and Sara were sooooo proud of me...since Tobi moved over to protection island where ryan and sara got married I was worried I wouldn't get to see Tobi because you have to take a scary little boat to get there....but Ryan carried me on the boat while Sara kept giving me treats and it really wasn't so bad at all.  I hardly barked at all even though both ways there were other scary dogs on the boat too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got lots of new toys for christmas too.  I got a squishy ball that bounces all over the place and we can play tug with.  I also got a fuzzy bone with rope sticking out both ends for tugging...this one squeaked at first but doesn't anymore...i don't know what happened to its squeakiness.  Also...the coolest scubee toy ever...i got a duck...and it quacks like a duck and everything...it's soooo much fun.  I hear Ryan and Sara getting out of bed now so I should go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaARarARAararrARRARarr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-4096464860941392278?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/4096464860941392278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=4096464860941392278&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/4096464860941392278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/4096464860941392278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2007/01/sorryyyyyybut-im-back.html' title='sorryyyyyy...but i&apos;m back!'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OU0fHi4G7J4/RZ_pLzx2YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TJafzVBZisw/s72-c/IMG_6324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-116486485154440500</id><published>2006-11-29T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T22:01:39.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh the life of a wienerblab</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7660/1952/1600/469711/IMG_6264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7660/1952/320/443015/IMG_6264.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only everyone could have it this good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Ryan and Sara left pretty early, but Ryan wasn't gone long...and I did get my walk and breakfast of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Ryan came home and we napped on the couch for a bit while watching &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/politics/"&gt;Politics with Don Newman on CBC&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan went out again for a bit but came home with lots of groceries...probably for more meals for yours truly.  He did spend a bit too much time on his computer after that working on his school stuff but now we're just hanging out on the couch havin' a beer and waiting for Sara to come home from her pottery class.  She says she's making me a new food bowl.  I can't wait because mine is way too small for a wienerblab of my stature.  And of course...it better not clash with any of my outfits...which I'm sure it won't because Sara's good with that type of stuff.  If Ryan were making it it might be a different story.  Anyways, Sara should be home any minute so I should go.  Back to chillin' on the couch for me...and no, I have no shame....I'm a wienerblab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AaaraRAARaaraRAarArRrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7660/1952/1600/107693/IMG_6262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7660/1952/320/259630/IMG_6262.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-116486485154440500?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/116486485154440500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=116486485154440500&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/116486485154440500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/116486485154440500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-life-of-wienerblab.html' title='oh the life of a wienerblab'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-116469040755070657</id><published>2006-11-27T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T21:07:17.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT SNOWED!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_6223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_6223.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh my oh my oh my i have a very exciting thing to tell you! on sunday, it snowed!! and so i went outside and made a big snowperson (ryan and sara helped a little bit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, to my great excitement, when i woke up on monday it had snowed even more! and it had snowed so very very much that i could barely poke my head out of the snow. don't worry though, i am an energetic wienerblab and can leap through the snow with much gusto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan stayed home with me today. he said it was because his school was cancelled, but i know it was really because he wanted to play in the snow with me. it was heaps of fun! sara had to work but when she came home we went and frolicked in the school fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have had so so so much fun that i am a very very tired wienerblab and must cuddle into a ball and fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_6249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_6249.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-116469040755070657?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/116469040755070657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=116469040755070657&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/116469040755070657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/116469040755070657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/11/it-snowed.html' title='IT SNOWED!!!'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-116269294239519229</id><published>2006-11-04T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T18:15:42.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The wienerblab's new clothes</title><content type='html'>Yay me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan came home yesterday with some new clothes for me!  I got me a nice new vest (although it's a bit snug...how small does Ryan think I am?) and a really comfy new wool hoodie.  I love them so much.  I don't know why, but I feel a lot more calm and comfortable in general when I'm wearing my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably at least partly because I just look so darn sexy...but then again...I am a wienerblab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_6210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_6210.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_6207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_6207.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AARARaararARArArArrrRrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-116269294239519229?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/116269294239519229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=116269294239519229&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/116269294239519229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/116269294239519229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/11/wienerblabs-new-clothes.html' title='The wienerblab&apos;s new clothes'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-116259559202234762</id><published>2006-11-01T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T15:13:12.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallowe'en is a stupid-head</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/scubee%20pumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/scubee%20pumpkin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think hallowe'en should be done away with altogether.  Everything is just too scary for a little old wienerblab.  Things are going bang and boom and screech and people are yelling...I, for one, don't appreciate all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was bad enough on the days leading up to hallowe'en, but on hallowe'en night it was just too much.  Sara and Ryan weren't home for a while and I was so scared and I couldn't find anywhere to hide.  I tried to dig my way out of my kennel but ended up just shredding the foam cushion into twelve million little bits of foam all over the place.  (and Sara thought she had made a cover for the cushion that could resist my claws...silly sara)  I tried to hide in the hallway but when I pulled all the clothes and baskets off the two lower shelves that run the length of the hallway, all I found behind them was a wall that I couldn't get through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with all this going on, for some reason Sara thought it would be a good idea to go for a walk.  That's where I dug in my heels (well...actually my claws) and I wasn't going anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's all done for another year (unless I have my way and we move to langford where fireworks aren't allowed) and I can relax again.  Ryan and Sara better make it up to me for allowing the world to have such scary day every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AaRAarArarARARARRaarARr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-116259559202234762?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/116259559202234762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=116259559202234762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/116259559202234762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/116259559202234762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/11/halloween-is-stupid-head.html' title='Hallowe&apos;en is a stupid-head'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-116209751304436521</id><published>2006-10-28T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T21:51:53.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once again...I'm so helpful</title><content type='html'>I just don't know what Ryan would do without my help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's been sitting at his desk all day doing something on his computer so I decided I would go and check things out.  He wouldn't still be sitting in front of his computer if he didn't need my help.  I'm not sure how much help I was, because I had expected he was working out some mathematical equation relating to how he can best increase my food intake and the amount of time we can spend walking and sniffing outside.  As it turns out, he was working on something to do with law cases and people's last names and some other stuff that I can't see any relevance to in respect of yours truly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_6171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_6171.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just shed on him some more and finished this up and went back to lying next to Sara on the couch.  I think watching Britain's Next Top Model is more interesting than what Ryan's doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AaAArARAraararaARRAaraArr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-116209751304436521?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/116209751304436521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=116209751304436521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/116209751304436521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/116209751304436521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/10/once-againim-so-helpful.html' title='Once again...I&apos;m so helpful'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-116016766754707659</id><published>2006-10-06T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T13:47:47.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I better not get wet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/boat%20scubee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/boat%20scubee.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so sure about this whole boat thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara's parents are moving to Protection Island, which was where Ryan and Sara got married.  I've never actually been there because they didn't really want me on the boat to get there.  (I might have been barking a little bit to express my displeasure).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...if I'm going to be able to visit Tobi I guess I'm going to have to figure out how to get over there.  This boat is supposed to be the answer.  I can bark to my heart's content without the boat captain refusing to let me on...(hopefully).  Here's the boat Ryan's building and it looks like it's almost ready.  I think it just needs paint now that it has a coat of primer on both the inside and out.  The weather is what has been keeping Ryan from finishing...(and I suppose law school has been contributing as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we'll see if this works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going over to Pender Island today and I think Tobi's coming over there tomorrow as well...I can't wait.  I don't like the ferry either but it's so big that the people driving the boat can't hear me complain...and Ryan and Sara give me lots of food to keep me occupied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...gotta go have a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye for now.&lt;br /&gt;ArarARArAraarARARRrrararrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-116016766754707659?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/116016766754707659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=116016766754707659&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/116016766754707659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/116016766754707659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-better-not-get-wet.html' title='I better not get wet'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-115855029519464111</id><published>2006-09-17T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T20:31:35.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rain, rain, go away...</title><content type='html'>I guess I should have known better.  It's just been so long since it rained on me that I thought it just wasn't something that happened anymore...but it started raining last night and I had to go on two walks today where I got wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't mind getting a bit wet every now and then but only on my terms...you know, when it's really hot outside and you're walking around down by the ocean, it's not that bad wading in a bit to cool off.  I still wouldn't go for a swim (there's a reason it's called the dog-paddle and not the wienerblab-paddle...if you hadn't noticed, my legs weren't designed to propel a 45lb dog in water...presuming I don't just sink, that is...) but this rain when I need to go for my walks and mark and re-mark the city as mine is just not nice.  I really do wish Ryan and Sara would do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being that I still have to go out when it rains, at least I have my sexy rain jacket.  I know you've seen it before but here I am modeling it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_5173_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_5173_sm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at that sexy wienerblab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go, I think I hear movement in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AraRARAraararaRAraar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-115855029519464111?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/115855029519464111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=115855029519464111&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/115855029519464111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/115855029519464111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/09/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='rain, rain, go away...'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-115733414434944525</id><published>2006-09-03T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T18:42:24.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mt Wiener Blab</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My new favourite thing is climbing the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people might think that a wienerblab's legs would be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;too little for such a passtime. To which i say that little wienerblab legs can work as very powerful springs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I submit the following photo as proof that i climbed almost all the way to the top of finlayson. Even though much of the climb involved scrambling over rock steps taller than myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_6108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_6108.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And i would have gone further if my people hadn't stopped me. For some reason they were worried that i might have problems on the way down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-115733414434944525?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/115733414434944525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=115733414434944525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/115733414434944525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/115733414434944525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/09/mt-wiener-blab.html' title='Mt Wiener Blab'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-115612499640581156</id><published>2006-08-20T18:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T18:49:56.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i've been busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_5785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_5785.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yeah yeah i know i haven't written in a while. but i've been busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;one of my latest projects is hunting. i go hunting in the morning glory. my neighbour, adrienne, told me that there was a rat that was living in there. at first i wasn't sure, since people can be unreliable about things like that. but then tobi confirmed adrienne's suspicions. since then i have spent quite a bit of time hunting in the morning glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't worry. i think i have scared off the rat for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-115612499640581156?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/115612499640581156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=115612499640581156&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/115612499640581156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/115612499640581156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/08/ive-been-busy_115612499640581156.html' title='i&apos;ve been busy'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-115266927897707921</id><published>2006-07-11T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T19:24:37.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>work work work...all i ever do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/helping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/helping.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I helped Ryan build a table.  He and Sara wanted a table for the backyard for when they have people over.  We had some friends over on Saturday and only had these tiny little tables that I almost knocked over a bunch of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell by the picture, I helped out lots in the building phase.  I couldn't really help with buying the materials because of the whole opposable-thumb thing, but I could help today.  It took a few hours, and we had some kraft dinner for lunch in between while we were re-checking our measurements...mmmmmmm...macaroni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now where was I?  oh, right...so we finished the table, and then Sara came home and we went for a walk.  Ryan also has a picture of the finished table on &lt;a href="http://www.invisiblecactus.com/blog/?p=139"&gt;his blog&lt;/a&gt;.  phew...I'm beat...time for me and my deer to have a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/naptime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/naptime.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AraarArARAraararrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-115266927897707921?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/115266927897707921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=115266927897707921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/115266927897707921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/115266927897707921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/07/work-work-workall-i-ever-do.html' title='work work work...all i ever do'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-115255553992958311</id><published>2006-07-10T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T11:18:59.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What an adventure</title><content type='html'>I really don't know why I don't like driving in the car...I just can't help but freak out and bark and scratch and jump around.  I want to be good, because Sara and Ryan always take me to fun places when we go out in the car, but something just comes over me in the car.  Maybe I'm repressing some bad memories from before Ryan and Sara rescued me from evil Truro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take yesterday for example.  We went for a sort of long car ride (not as long as the one to visit Tobi, but it was about 45 minutes) but we went to this great place called East Sooke Park.  It was so much fun running through the woods and on the rocks on the beach (even though lots of the rocks were bigger than me).  I even sort of went into the water.  Sara and Ryan were walking along the rocks and there was this one part where I couldn't jump to the next rocks so I went in the water.  It was up past my belly (which isn't far if you've seen my legs) and was a little cold, but it wasn't for very long and it was kind of refreshing.  I'm still holding fast to my assertion that weinerblabs aren't meant to swim, but I think wading is okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back I wasn't freaking out too much.  I think it was partly because I was pretty tired after such an adventure, and partly because Sara kept feeding me my wonderful kibble the whole way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not having any pictures but Ryan forgot his camera and my lack of opposable thumbs sort of prevents me from being able to use one myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaArARaAAAArArarrarrRRRaraARr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-115255553992958311?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/115255553992958311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=115255553992958311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/115255553992958311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/115255553992958311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-adventure.html' title='What an adventure'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-115238776315026306</id><published>2006-07-08T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T12:46:51.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The world is my back-scratcher</title><content type='html'>Do let me know by comments if you can't see these videos.  They're supposed to be easy for most computers to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love lying in the backyard and rolling around on my back.  it feels soooooo goooooood...like that guy on the lilydale turkey commercials says...mmmmm...that's what I need....turkey....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it feels great on my back.  Sometimes i also accompany it with moaning and growling, just so my people know I'm still there and know how good it feels...maybe they'll try it some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="375" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GCMrQ3fGO_0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GCMrQ3fGO_0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="375" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;araARAARaaRAarAraRArr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-115238776315026306?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/115238776315026306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=115238776315026306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/115238776315026306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/115238776315026306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/07/world-is-my-back-scratcher.html' title='The world is my back-scratcher'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-115074060133376944</id><published>2006-06-19T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T11:10:01.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>killer wienerblab</title><content type='html'>I just love killing deer and fish...here's me doing just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't worry...it's just a stuffed one.  and the noise is a squeaky and not an actual deer crying for help.  real deer and fish actually scare me...but don't tell anyone.  I don't want to tarnish my ferocious wienerblab image.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="375" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SOCmheNR2i8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SOCmheNR2i8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="375" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-115074060133376944?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/115074060133376944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=115074060133376944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/115074060133376944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/115074060133376944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/06/killer-wienerblab_19.html' title='killer wienerblab'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-114963226136698118</id><published>2006-06-06T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T11:04:14.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOBI'S HERE TOBI'S HERE TOBI'S HERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_5676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_5676.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that Tobi was here?  Ryan and Sara weren't kidding.  As soon as Tobi came in the house we started running around and wrestling and it was so much fun.  Then we went out into the yard to run around some more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Sara's dad left and didn't take Tobi with him so I think Tobi's staying here for a few says.   I'm so excited.  We can play and run around all over the place.  It will be so much fun.  I'm a little tired now from all that running around so I think I'll have a short nap and then maybe we can run around some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rArarAraARAAARRRrrararar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-114963226136698118?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/114963226136698118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=114963226136698118&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114963226136698118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114963226136698118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/06/tobis-here-tobis-here-tobis-here.html' title='TOBI&apos;S HERE TOBI&apos;S HERE TOBI&apos;S HERE'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-114963143630215904</id><published>2006-06-05T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T15:10:55.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoga-time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_5671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_5671.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i want to relax, there's no better way than with a little yoga.  you'd be surprised at how flexible a wienerblab can be.  this is where it helps having a long back and neck, and short little legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I heard Sara and Ryan talking about my friend Tobi coming over from Nanaimo.  I hope they're not just joking with me.  It's so much fun when I get to play with Tobi.  There's another dog next door now, Keisha, who seems nice but I'm not totally sure yet.  We went for a walk last week and she didn't attack me so that was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go whine at Ryan for some food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arArAraRARrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-114963143630215904?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/114963143630215904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=114963143630215904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114963143630215904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114963143630215904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/06/yoga-time.html' title='Yoga-time'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-114927635285582239</id><published>2006-06-02T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T12:25:52.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maestro Scubee and the Cacophony of Canines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_5194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_5194.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love playing this game.  Ryan and Sara don't get too happy with it but it's so much fun.  When I hear Sadie or Keisha-dog bark, I bark back.  And then we all take turns howling at each other.  Just now I heard Sadie bark when I was out in the backyard, and then Keisha-dog barked at her, so I joined in every time they would stop.  I've stopped now because Ryan put me in my kennel (which is a very confusing place because I get sent there when I'm bad, but also when its time to eat).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't think I could bark very loud standing barely a foot off the ground, but you'd be surprised.  Being part daschund I was born with a hound bark so I can not only bark the pants off someone, I have this great loud howling I can do when I get really excited.  People and dogs can hear me for miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew...that was exhausting.  time for a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.  my people, ryan and sara, got married a couple of weeks ago.  I wasn't invited but that was okay because I got to play with my friend Tobi for a whole week.  i know they're going to be putting pictures up on their &lt;a href="http://www.may21.ca"&gt;wedding website&lt;/a&gt; so you could check those out if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scubee out...&lt;br /&gt;ArArArArARrarARRrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-114927635285582239?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/114927635285582239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=114927635285582239&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114927635285582239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114927635285582239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/06/maestro-scubee-and-cacophony-of.html' title='Maestro Scubee and the Cacophony of Canines'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-114669859915127982</id><published>2006-05-03T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T16:23:19.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_5386.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_5386.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what more could a fuzzy wienerblab ask for than to be able to frolic around in the backyard in the sun? well...four meals a day would be nice (hint, hint).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan stayed home again today, except for a short time that he went out. This afternoon we got to run around in the back yard and I was able to do my rolling around in the grass and growling routine...it's soo much fun! I also fetched the ball a few times, but I get kinda bored of that when there are so many things to smell...and I can't wait for those plums to start falling from those trees...yummmmeeeee! I don't think that's going to happen for a while though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_5391.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_5391.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my friend Adrienne moved in next door...I went to the apartment where that wierd chihuahua and the whippet lived and they weren't there. I think there's going to be another dog moving in because Adrienne always smells like this other dog. I hope she's a nice dog, because I'd like to have a new doggie-friend living next door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aARaraRAArArArar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-114669859915127982?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/114669859915127982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=114669859915127982&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114669859915127982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114669859915127982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/05/summertime.html' title='Summertime!!!'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-114658458983378396</id><published>2006-05-02T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T08:43:09.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wienerblab delivery service</title><content type='html'>After eating breakfast (a muffin) and lunch at the legislative dining room, she was really not looking forward to also having dinner there, because she had to stay at work until 9.  Instead, Ryan and I made her dinner and walked down there to give it to her.  Our original plan was to eat down there with her out on the lawn in the sun but she was too busy with work and had to go back inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made her a big salad (don't worry, I tasted all the vegetables first to make sure they were okay for her to eat) and brought dressing, and some ginger ale, and we also brought her fresh strawberries and fake whipped cream (she gets itchy when she has the stuff with milk in it).  She was really surprised and happy, and we did get to run around a bit on the lawn before we had to say good-bye and walk home.  It was fun and I'm glad she enjoyed seeing us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_5376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_5376.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing we have to watch out for next time though are these really scary &lt;a href="http://www.spiritbearsinthecity.com/index.php/content/overview_vic.html"&gt;bears&lt;/a&gt; that are running loose in the city.  They're very big and I'm worried about them attacking Ryan and Sara but I'm too little to stop them.  You should be careful too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aRaaraAraRARARRAaarraArar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-114658458983378396?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/114658458983378396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=114658458983378396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114658458983378396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114658458983378396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/05/wienerblab-delivery-service.html' title='wienerblab delivery service'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-114607140882908903</id><published>2006-04-26T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T10:10:08.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>earthquake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_5342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_5342.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can never be too prepared for when that big earthquake hits.  That's why I regularly practice my earthquake preparedness.  It's very important that you either get into a doorway, or underneath a strong table or, in my case, chair, to protect yourself against falling ceilings and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prepared wienerblab, is a safe wienerblab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RRarARAraAraraaarrarArar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-114607140882908903?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/114607140882908903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=114607140882908903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114607140882908903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114607140882908903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/04/earthquake.html' title='earthquake!'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-114557794292399465</id><published>2006-04-20T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T17:05:42.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>out on the town!</title><content type='html'>queue the Bee Gees, "Stayin' alive"..."&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh you can tell by the way I use my walk...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/on%20the%20town.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/on%20the%20town.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops...I guess you don't need to hear me singing.  Ryan and I just got back from a nice two-hour long adventure out on the town.  We went to some printing shop that we've been to before but then we went to this coffee place and hung out on their patio for a while.  I was really good and didn't even bark when Ryan went inside to order his coffee.  I got a little upset when this one dog went by, but I let two others go by unnoticed, and I even held back from barking at two skateboarders even though I really don't like them...they scare me a little.  Ryan also gave me lots of treats while we were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're back home, so I'm just going to stretch out here on the floor until my dinner time.  Ryan better have been joking when he said at the coffee shop that those treats were my dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ArarArAaraArARRarrarrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-114557794292399465?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/114557794292399465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=114557794292399465&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114557794292399465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114557794292399465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/04/out-on-town.html' title='out on the town!'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-114547966231917536</id><published>2006-04-19T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T13:47:42.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i know there's food in here somewhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_5335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_5335.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...at least I got the crumbs cleaned out of it.  It would have been nice if Ryan had given me the bag when it was full and not after he had emptied it.  Oh well...it was yummy anyways.  It's nice having Ryan home, even though he spends way too much time on his computer...he still takes me out in the back yard to run around and play ball and tug of war more than when he's going to school.  Anyways...i think it's my nap time now...or maybe it's run around outside with ryan time...darnit, I can never remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;araaRAraRARaarrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-114547966231917536?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/114547966231917536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=114547966231917536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114547966231917536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114547966231917536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-know-theres-food-in-here-somewhere.html' title='i know there&apos;s food in here somewhere'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-114511969071431357</id><published>2006-04-15T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T10:25:36.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting for the mailman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_5324.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_5324.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't understand...the evil evil mailman came this week and I got by Ryan to protect him and jumped up on the mailman but I got in trouble for it.  I was just protecting my Ryan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard the mailman say I bit him but I only jumped up and put my mouth around his arm ever so lightly.  I would never bite anyone.  He said if it happens again we might not get any more mail that attacks me through the mail slot in the door every day.  I would be okay with that...the mail is very bad, that's why I have to attack it back when it comes through the slot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time I was sleeping by the door and the mail came through and hit me in the head and that's when I knew it was evil.  I hope Ryan and Sara aren't too mad at me.  I think they're giving me less food and treats...I'm sure before I was getting fed 12 times a day and now it's only twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aarARarAraraAraraRRrarrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-114511969071431357?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/114511969071431357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=114511969071431357&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114511969071431357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114511969071431357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/04/waiting-for-mailman.html' title='waiting for the mailman'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-114511995382382186</id><published>2006-04-13T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T10:27:52.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This studying is hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_5325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 220px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_5325.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know how Ryan does it.  He's been studying lots lately.  I heard them say he has lots of exams and papers... whatever those are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried reading one of his books on labour relations but I just couldn't read very much without needing to eat some food and fall asleep.  (come to think of it... I can't do much without needing to eat some food and fall asleep... maybe that's just part of being a wienerblab.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... I think I'll go eat some food and fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ArRRrrrRAaArararrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-114511995382382186?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/114511995382382186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=114511995382382186&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114511995382382186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114511995382382186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-studying-is-hard.html' title='This studying is hard'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-114291967611078043</id><published>2006-03-20T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T21:41:16.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing tobi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_4542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_4542.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I miss Tobi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is my very best friend, and he came to stay at my house for a few days. We played alllll the time!! Well, sometimes when i wanted to play he said he was too tired, but then i just lay next to him and we cuddled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so sad when he left that i stood at the window and cried as he drove away. Hopefully i'll see him again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-114291967611078043?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/114291967611078043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=114291967611078043&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114291967611078043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114291967611078043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/03/missing-tobi.html' title='missing tobi'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-114219303412005828</id><published>2006-03-12T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T11:50:34.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bath time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/bath%20time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/bath%20time.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My people certainly are lucky that i am such a patient boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got me dirty, and then told me that i had to have a bath. They say that i am very very good to stand still while they cover me in soap and then hose me down. Even though they bought a special connector so i can get hosed down with warm water, i don't like it much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you agree that i am very patient with their weird habits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-114219303412005828?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/114219303412005828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=114219303412005828&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114219303412005828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114219303412005828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/03/bath-time.html' title='bath time'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-114080611387693458</id><published>2006-02-24T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T10:35:13.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the sun rocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_5281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_5281.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nice and warm on my fuzzy sausage-like body.  It's nice just lying here on the window seat that Sara made.  I'm also glad Ryan is home because it means I can beg him for treats, especially right after barking at dogs or the mailman.  I know Ryan and Sara are upset because Ryan didn't get this job he was hoping to get...(people don't think I can read, but I read the letter he got in the mail)  I think everything will be fine.  Maybe Ryan can get a job at a doggie store so he can bring me home lots of toys and treats all the time.  But if not, he can just lie here with me on the window seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ArrarAarArarararraAAARARArrar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-114080611387693458?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/114080611387693458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=114080611387693458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114080611387693458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114080611387693458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/02/sun-rocks.html' title='the sun rocks!'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-114072492693338179</id><published>2006-02-23T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T09:58:04.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who says all dogs walk on four legs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_5267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_5267.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, so the picture may be a bit deceiving.  Ryan and Sara have been teaching me some more tricks.  I'm getting much better, but when other dogs are around I still tend to freak out a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is me "being tall."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also fetching the ball for Ryan but actually giving it back instead of playing keep away...who knew that's what he wanted me to do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Honestly, people need to be more specific.  If he wanted me to give it back, all he had to do was say ArARArArARARrrrrraAAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan has been home all this week, which is nice, but I think next week things will be back to before with both of them leaving me at home alone all day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_5279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/200/IMG_5279.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that funny-looking whippet that moved in next-door isn't staying.  He whines a lot and is a lot louder than that other funny-looking chihuahua Napoleon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;back to my nap...arrrararARaraArraarar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-114072492693338179?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/114072492693338179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=114072492693338179&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114072492693338179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114072492693338179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/02/who-says-all-dogs-walk-on-four-legs.html' title='Who says all dogs walk on four legs?'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-114032671241529539</id><published>2006-02-18T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T21:25:12.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird people</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_5180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_5180.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These people came to my house. And they are here with my people drinking beer and they are giving me lots of cookies because i am such a good boy. I show them my tricks and they say i am the best dog ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that people are weird sometimes? But that's okay with me. I like it when they say i'm really great and give me treats, even if it means i need to be very patient with them sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-114032671241529539?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/114032671241529539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=114032671241529539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114032671241529539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/114032671241529539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/02/weird-people.html' title='weird people'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-113954084761645933</id><published>2006-02-09T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T19:07:27.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yummy yummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;oh my goodness oh my goodness i know i usually don't tell two stories in one day but i just have to say that i am very very excited about these super yummy liver treats that ryan made and oh my goodness i'm just so excited that oh my goodness i just want to eat them all of them all at once only ryan and sara won't give them to me all at once oh my goodness i'm so excited these are so very very yummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-113954084761645933?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/113954084761645933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=113954084761645933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113954084761645933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113954084761645933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/02/yummy-yummy.html' title='yummy yummy'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-113953661066880927</id><published>2006-02-09T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T17:56:50.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>picking up sara</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I took Ryan all the way downtown to pick up Sara from work, and then we walked all the way back home together. I was a really really good boy, even though we saw lots of dogs and skateboards and strangers and buses and other scary things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In fact, I was such a good boy that Ryan is making me homemade liver treats -- I can hardly wait! In the meantime, I'll just lie here and play with my toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_4592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_4592.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-113953661066880927?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/113953661066880927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=113953661066880927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113953661066880927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113953661066880927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/02/picking-up-sara.html' title='picking up sara'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-113919341893590538</id><published>2006-02-05T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T17:57:12.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>napping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I've already told you, one of my favourite things is napping. I like to nap for most of the morning so that I have lots of energy to run around and play games in the evening when everyone is home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On weekends, Ryan and Sara often stay home with me in the morning, and sometimes we take naps together. Today I cuddled with Sara on the window seat because she was feeling yucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_5222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_5222.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-113919341893590538?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/113919341893590538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=113919341893590538&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113919341893590538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113919341893590538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/02/napping.html' title='napping'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-113903005984637094</id><published>2006-02-03T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T21:14:19.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in my kennel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_5195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_5195.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today i was home alone for the whooooole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a good boy, so I'm sitting in my kennel. I hope that if I sit in my kennel for long enough, Sara will come and give me a treat for being so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never used to like my kennel. At first, I thought it was a scary cage like the ones at the pound were I was for a little while. But then I learned that it's my special space, and now I like to go and sit in there a lot. Especially when I'm trying to be a good boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully Sara will bring me my treats soon... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-113903005984637094?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/113903005984637094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=113903005984637094&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113903005984637094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113903005984637094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/02/in-my-kennel.html' title='in my kennel'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-113850993036612806</id><published>2006-01-28T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T20:45:30.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>year of the dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/dog.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/dog.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so, i've heard that this year is called the year of the dog.&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand, because i thought that every year was the year of the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, gung hey fat choy anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-113850993036612806?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/113850993036612806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=113850993036612806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113850993036612806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113850993036612806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/01/year-of-dog.html' title='year of the dog'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-113778808586102735</id><published>2006-01-20T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T12:14:45.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>doing errands</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This week Sara is home from work. She says it's because she's working on her master's thesis, but I know the real reason is that she wants to cuddle with me lots and take me for extra long walks. We often do errands on our walks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, Sara and I just got back from doing errands. I like to help with errands. Sara and Ryan don't like going into stores without me, so we visit stores where I am allowed to come inside. Today Sara and I went to the hardware store, and the people there all think I'm great. I think the hardware store is one of my favourite places because there are all sorts of great smells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I also like the movie store because a few times I have found yummy things, like popcorn, on the ground (just don't tell Sara and Ryan about it, they're pretty uptight and probably wouldn't approve).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-113778808586102735?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/113778808586102735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=113778808586102735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113778808586102735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113778808586102735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/01/doing-errands.html' title='doing errands'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-113735207149086941</id><published>2006-01-15T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T11:11:00.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>where is my chair?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm upset because someone took away my chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; i had this great brown fuzzy armchair that i would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; sleep on. i especially liked to do my "scubee donut" pose on the chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_5153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_5153.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but then ryan said he wanted a new chair that would be better suited for doing his law school reading. our apartment is small and we couldn't fit both chairs, and apparently ryan's chair is more important that my chair, so sara and ryan took my chair away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now sometimes in the evening i sit in front of the new chair and stare at it. i think maybe if i glare at it hard enough it will transform into my old brown fuzzy chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-113735207149086941?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/113735207149086941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=113735207149086941&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113735207149086941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113735207149086941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/01/where-is-my-chair.html' title='where is my chair?'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-113641979383279209</id><published>2006-01-04T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T16:09:53.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new sweater</title><content type='html'>Hey there, I forgot to mention what I got for christmas...I don't know what christmas is but I like it because I got lots of cookies...but that's not all.  I also got this neat hooded sweater that keeps me nice and warm.  I'm not allowed to wear it outside much because I tend to get very muddy when I go outside and it's wet out...but maybe when it's dry.  Here's a picture of me in my new hoodie.  Aren't I such a great model!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/P1010031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/P1010031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now...&lt;br /&gt;arraRArarAAARrrRRraR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-113641979383279209?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/113641979383279209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=113641979383279209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113641979383279209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113641979383279209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-new-sweater.html' title='My new sweater'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-113641943069532794</id><published>2005-12-31T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T16:03:50.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More holiday visits</title><content type='html'>I also got to visit my other cousins at the place more affectionately known as the 'house of fluff' or, alternatively, the collie farm.  I had so much fun here because every night after dinner we got more cookies.  At first I got a bit overexcited about this because I was a bit worried that short little me would get lost among the fur...but I got my turn every time.  I think I gained about 3-4 pounds at least from all the cookies...it was great!  All the while though, there was another dog there...I think her name was Bailey. I saw her at one point through the glass doors and smelled her in other rooms but Ryan said she doesn't get along with other dogs.  I sort of understand because I know I feel that way about some other dogs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were also these funny looking brown things I kept barking at that were behind a fence...I think they were called chickens...I really had this urge to eat them, though I don't know what they are.  I also got a bit freaked out by these really big strange looking dogs they called 'horses.'&lt;br /&gt;I have my suspicions that they aren't really dogs at all...they were way too big and their heads and their fur were funny-looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad to be home though.  It's pretty stressful trying to keep myself at the center of attention with all those other dogs and people around.  Now Ryan and Sara can just focus all their attention on me.  Here's a picture of me and the collies, and another with echo...I get along best with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/100_1217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/100_1217.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/100_1225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/100_1225.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scubee out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARrraraRRRRRraaAAarr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-113641943069532794?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/113641943069532794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=113641943069532794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113641943069532794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113641943069532794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2005/12/more-holiday-visits.html' title='More holiday visits'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-113527637231880666</id><published>2005-12-22T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T10:32:52.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>visiting my cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/scubee%20%26%20tobi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/scubee%20%26%20tobi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sara and Ryan and I are up visiting my doggy cousins right now.I didn't like the car ride much, because I hate riding in the car. It makes me very upset and I cry and bark. But this time I got to eat a bone, so it wasn't as bad as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we went to visit Tobi, who lives with Sara's parents. He is a rescue dog too, and we are best friends! We love to play games, cuddle, and chase each other. I even taught him to play tug-a-war -- see the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this weird dog also visiting Tobi. He's really old and doesn't like to play games. I tried each and every toy, but whenever I waved the toy in his face he growled at me to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm visiting my other doggy cousins who live with Ryan's parents. They're really big collies and there are five of them. Even though they are way bigger than me, we like to run around the farm and bark at things -- it's really fun! I especially like Echo, because she is also a second-hand dog. She doesn't know much about people, but that's okay because I don't know much about dogs so we can teach each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-113527637231880666?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/113527637231880666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=113527637231880666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113527637231880666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113527637231880666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2005/12/visiting-my-cousins.html' title='visiting my cousins'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-113484560923838485</id><published>2005-12-17T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T20:24:15.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just lounging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_5191.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_5191.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;had a pretty stressful day on Wednesday ... these strange people were climbing up on ladders all around the house.  Ryan said they were just cleaning the gutters but I think they were coming to get us, so I spent the whole three hours barking at them.  I'm not sure Ryan really appreciated it because he was trying to study for his last exam...but I was only trying to protect him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's Saturday, so I'm just going to lounge around the house. (hmm...I guess I do that all the other days of the week too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_5192.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 216px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/200/IMG_5192.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    Christmas is coming and I can't wait to go up island to see my friends  Tobi, Dal las, Banjo, Cody, Leighlou, and Echo.  I also get to bark at the horses and goats and chickens...though I'm not sure they appreciate it as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to being my fuzzy-sausagey self...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scubee out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arRrRRAaarararaARRRrraarrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-113484560923838485?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/113484560923838485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=113484560923838485&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113484560923838485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113484560923838485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2005/12/just-lounging.html' title='just lounging'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-113459011776395544</id><published>2005-12-14T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T11:55:17.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scubee-dini and the case of the scary beeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/scubee%20on%20window%20seat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/scubee%20on%20window%20seat.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been very busy having great adventures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple nights ago, I pulled a houdini. Ryan and Sara were inside, when they all of a sudden realised that I wasn't there. I was in the backyard -- hehehehe! No matter how much they keep asking me, I won't tell them how I got the back door open all by myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last night, the power in our block went out. This happened a few weeks ago, and it was very scary. When the power went out last time, Sara and Ryan went to bed, but I woke them up with my crying. When Sara came down to ask me what was wrong, I was still very worried about Ryan and tried to climb the ladder to their loft bed. I was very very scared, and eventually Sara and Ryan realised that the reason I was so upset was because of the scary beeping noise the smoke detector started making when its power supply was cut off. People are so dense sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least last night, as soon as the power went out, my people knew to immediately climb up on the ladder on top of the table to disconnect the fire alarm. This would have been funny to watch, since we have high ceilings, except that I had to go hide in the bathroom until I knew it was safe to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've had enough adventures for a little while, and will go have a nap now. I especially like to nap on the window seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-113459011776395544?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/113459011776395544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=113459011776395544&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113459011776395544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113459011776395544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2005/12/scubee-dini-and-case-of-scary-beeping.html' title='Scubee-dini and the case of the scary beeping'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-113441640482120112</id><published>2005-12-12T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T11:46:36.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>poor me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Right now, I'm home all alone. Ryan is at school and Sara is at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried when Ryan left, and Sara sat me down and reminded me how I'm a big boy now and can stay home alone. When I first found my forever home, I didn't like to be left alone even for a second -- I even insisted on following Sara into the bathroom. I've worked hard at learning to trust people, and my people say they are very proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara told me Ryan will be home early this afternoon, and when she left she gave me treats in my &lt;a href="http://www.kongcompany.com/worlds_best.html"&gt;kong&lt;/a&gt; ... most days are fine and I just sleep until someone comes home, but on dark &amp;amp; rainy days like today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;all I want to do is cuddle with someone on the couch. Then I remind myself that I'm a very lucky wienerblab, unlike &lt;a href="http://www.endanimalcruelty.com/main.html"&gt;many other doggies.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-113441640482120112?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/113441640482120112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=113441640482120112&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113441640482120112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113441640482120112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2005/12/poor-me.html' title='poor me!'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-113432654312123347</id><published>2005-12-11T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T10:42:23.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fufu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_5177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_5177.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there, me again.  So we were out on our morning breakfast delay tactic (a.k.a. walk) and we came across this little white fufu dog named toby, when all of a sudden, for no good reason, toby's person said in a condescending tone "oh, look at that...it's a big dog with little tiny legs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to eat toby...but Ryan wouldn't let me..and then he offered me some food and I forgot all about wanting to eat toby...you know how all that fur can get caught in your teeth...oh well...if she calls me funny looking, that fufu is mine.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrRrrrrRrhrrrrhrRRAArrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. look at me in my sexy jacket that Ryan got me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-113432654312123347?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/113432654312123347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=113432654312123347&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113432654312123347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113432654312123347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2005/12/fufu.html' title='fufu'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-113424739764423669</id><published>2005-12-10T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T12:43:17.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping with the vacuuming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/getting%20vaccumed%20-%20cropped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/200/getting%20vaccumed%20-%20cropped.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I like to help. I help Sara and Ryan all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I help with lots of things, but one of my very favourite things is vacuuming. Vacuuming is complicated, and people often need help to make sure they catch all the dust bunnies and fur balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite part is when, if I've been good, we vacuum me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know some dogs are scared of vacuums, but I like them a lot. They may be noisy, but they give me a very nice massage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-113424739764423669?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/113424739764423669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=113424739764423669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113424739764423669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113424739764423669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2005/12/helping-with-vacuuming.html' title='Helping with the vacuuming'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-113414725219258579</id><published>2005-12-09T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T08:54:12.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly people</title><content type='html'>I just woke Sara and Ryan up about ten minutes ago.  Such silly people, they thought it was Saturday and didn't set their alarm clock.  I don't know what time it is but I know it's way past my breakfast time for a weekday.  Now they're probably going to take the car to get Sara to work and I won't get my walk until Ryan gets back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ArRRArrRrrrRRAAarrarRrRArRr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-113414725219258579?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/113414725219258579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=113414725219258579&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113414725219258579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113414725219258579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2005/12/silly-people.html' title='Silly people'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19681263.post-113402176865895051</id><published>2005-12-07T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T22:31:09.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so...what's a wienerblab?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/1600/IMG_4486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7660/1952/320/IMG_4486.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, my name is Scubee and I'm a wienerblab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In response to your first question, a wienerblab is a new exotic breed of dog...I'm actually part black lab, part american staffordshire terrier, and part daschund (aka wienerdog).  I'm not really going to get into the details of how such a breed came about, I'll just leave that to your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new blog and I'll just talk about the things that excite me...namely, food, and anything that makes a noise, and my people, Ryan and Sara.  You'll also see great pictures of me so that you're not left wondering if such a breed of dog exists.  Right now I'm actually sitting under Ryan's chair looking for this fly I keep trying to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until later...ArRRRrrarararRRRrrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19681263-113402176865895051?l=wienerblab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/feeds/113402176865895051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19681263&amp;postID=113402176865895051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113402176865895051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19681263/posts/default/113402176865895051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wienerblab.blogspot.com/2005/12/sowhats-wienerblab.html' title='so...what&apos;s a wienerblab?'/><author><name>scubee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437263223101855739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://invisiblecactus.com/images/scubee1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
