<?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-4806360914500063469</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:21:21.988-04:00</updated><category term='basement window'/><category term='H'/><category term='flood'/><category term='skull collars'/><title type='text'>A PERFECT KIND OF LOVE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-4441527527908367514</id><published>2011-03-12T12:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T12:45:20.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My new sister Ember!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eYHKz4rcArA/TXuvdH7j8_I/AAAAAAAAAvw/LFyXceSLIPo/s320/SAM_1124.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583249077935797234" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SLtuEo1b-68/TXuvcNaVG2I/AAAAAAAAAvY/KG0Qxjkbjvg/s320/SAM_0887.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583249062227155810" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CkqYbdBQHZ8/TXuvdnnZhgI/AAAAAAAAAv4/UQqEInryVDI/s320/SAM_1120.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583249086441162242" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fZQsnAiEyZc/TXuvc1gLCeI/AAAAAAAAAvo/9hSFUKyqmHo/s320/SAM_1154.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583249072989080034" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hY4AGTAC0x8/TXuvceaLm_I/AAAAAAAAAvg/TmuJRfcGkZ8/s320/SAM_0944.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583249066789936114" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please meet my new sister Ember.  She is about 7 months old now and is a lot of fun.  I didn't realize that I like having a sister my own size to play with.   She is still learning how to behave and loves to jump the fence but is learning that that is a big NO-NO!!  &lt;div&gt;My humans are very busy so they thought I needed a companion since Pilar is no longer with us.  No she didn't cross over the bridge, she went to go live with another family that has 3 Cavaliers because she was not happy being alone so much.  She is so happy now with her new home.  We hope you are all doing great and will post pictures soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Willow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-4441527527908367514?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/4441527527908367514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=4441527527908367514&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/4441527527908367514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/4441527527908367514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-new-sister-ember.html' title='My new sister Ember!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eYHKz4rcArA/TXuvdH7j8_I/AAAAAAAAAvw/LFyXceSLIPo/s72-c/SAM_1124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-5914420080769627289</id><published>2010-05-17T22:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T22:58:48.799-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/S_IBMQpyWpI/AAAAAAAAAuc/29mwL5GvTYY/s1600/Kids+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/S_IBLji7EkI/AAAAAAAAAuU/NbNT3R-IorI/s1600/DSCN2408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472437795240481346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/S_IBLji7EkI/AAAAAAAAAuU/NbNT3R-IorI/s320/DSCN2408.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi everyone!  Just a quick note from me....Willow the Black Dale!  Things are calming down here in Michigan and everyone is smiling again!  Mummy took the kids on a vacation and a good time was had by all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy is working still and going to school and taking care of us!  I am one happy Dale!  Pilar is happy too but still is managing to get into the trash every chance she gets!!!  That is not going over well.  We miss all of you and we promise to give you picture updates of me and Pilar very soon.  We are going up to Higgins Lake to go camping in a few weeks and should have lots of pictures to share!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big smooches to everyone....Willow and the gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-5914420080769627289?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/5914420080769627289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=5914420080769627289&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/5914420080769627289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/5914420080769627289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2010/05/hi-everyone-just-quick-note-from-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/S_IBLji7EkI/AAAAAAAAAuU/NbNT3R-IorI/s72-c/DSCN2408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-9045315478138558641</id><published>2010-01-20T15:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T15:31:23.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi guys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/S1dmAKPRdBI/AAAAAAAAAuE/ZKOBcJSfE0s/s1600-h/DSCN1690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/S1dmAKPRdBI/AAAAAAAAAuE/ZKOBcJSfE0s/s320/DSCN1690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428920028752868370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone!  Here Pilar and I are posing for the camera!  This was taken at Christmas and we were both very happy!!  We spent Christmas together and we all our humans!  Our kids were very excited about their gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/S1dl__hkmQI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Q3wiJaWJtHE/s1600-h/DSCN1856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/S1dl__hkmQI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Q3wiJaWJtHE/s320/DSCN1856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428920025876830466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell here nobody would let me play with the new presents so I thought I would try and talk my mum into letting me have some of that candy but she said "no no.....pups can't have chocolate!"  Then my grandma gave us our presents!!  Lots and lots of treats!&lt;br /&gt;We are all hanging in there and doing ok.  Mom is going to school full-time and working nights.  She has a few jobs so she is pretty tired.  But she manages to be happy and do a lot of snuggling with us.  It is very difficult to rent around here since nobody wants to let me live in their place cuz I seem to be too big!  I mean come on....Mango now that is big right...me I am not so big.  I was thinking of having Mango go visit them and show them what BIG really is then they would lighten up a bit!!  What do ya think Mango? So it looks like my mum is trying to buy a place!  Thank you everyone for your concern.  Mom wishes she could be on here more and misses everyone!&lt;br /&gt;love from Willow and Pilar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-9045315478138558641?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/9045315478138558641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=9045315478138558641&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/9045315478138558641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/9045315478138558641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2010/01/hi-guys.html' title='Hi guys!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/S1dmAKPRdBI/AAAAAAAAAuE/ZKOBcJSfE0s/s72-c/DSCN1690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-4700987530444568802</id><published>2009-12-21T11:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T13:14:04.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Sy-iaw2ZMrI/AAAAAAAAAt0/nHG7kcVwmwo/s1600-h/DSCN1623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Sy-iaw2ZMrI/AAAAAAAAAt0/nHG7kcVwmwo/s320/DSCN1623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417727457423340210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Sy-iad4eBnI/AAAAAAAAAts/Cjjp3mqsi1o/s1600-h/DSCN0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Sy-iad4eBnI/AAAAAAAAAts/Cjjp3mqsi1o/s320/DSCN0474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417727452331771506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone!  Hope you are all doing well!!!  Pilar and I are doing much better!!!  As you can tell I am snuggling with my girl.  We are so excited it is the winter break because now we have our kids all to ourselves!!!  We get to spend a lot of time with mommy too!!! &lt;br /&gt;There isn't much snow but that is ok....if you remember my mommy doesn't like snow to much.  Pilar is doing better about going outside with me too.  We have a new friend that lives next door...his name is Sunny.  We play at the fence and run up and down barking and playing.  He is a small dog so when we meet outside the fence he is scared of me!  I just don't get it!!  Pilar isn't afraid of me!?!?  I will have my girl take a picture of him and post it!!!  We will try to post soon and we love all of you!!!&lt;br /&gt;Willow and Pilar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-4700987530444568802?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/4700987530444568802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=4700987530444568802&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/4700987530444568802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/4700987530444568802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi-everyone-hope-you-are-all-doing-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Sy-iaw2ZMrI/AAAAAAAAAt0/nHG7kcVwmwo/s72-c/DSCN1623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-7688744679394520563</id><published>2009-11-15T10:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T11:00:59.911-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still NO Pictures</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone!  No pictures but I thought I would stop by and give everyone a quick update on the compound.  I am much happier since I get my mommy to myself a lot now.  Pilar has been very very bad.  She has forgotten where to go potty and uses the basement as her pottyland. My kitties run through the house at night waking daddy, I think they are mad cuz mom isn't here.  Everyone is happy and doing good.  Mommy started school and is really busy with that.  I asked her if I could start school with her but but she said I couldn't.  I even gave her my pleading "dale" eyes and it didn't work.  I am still trying to figure out another approach so I can go to school too!  Mom sends her love to everyone and wants you all to know she is thinking about you and can't wait to catch up!  Grandma gave her a computer so now she has to figure out how to upload her pictures from her camera on it.  Just one more thing for her to play with.  Thanks grandma for the computer.&lt;div&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Willowdale&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-7688744679394520563?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/7688744679394520563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=7688744679394520563&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7688744679394520563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7688744679394520563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2009/11/still-no-pictures.html' title='Still NO Pictures'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-369663766100479474</id><published>2009-08-09T14:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T14:33:36.568-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Mom</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone!  It is August and still no mom.  Pilar and I are heartbroken.  Ally says this all sucks and is really mad.  Ty still plays with us.  So I bet you are all wondering just where the heck my mom is.  It is a sad sad story so I will just tail you the short version.  The daddy wants something called a divorce and won't let mommy come home or see any of us.  He pulled a fast one on her.  They keep going to this thing called court....I keep thinking it is a basketball court like when Ty plays but he keeps telling me it is not.  He says it isn't a fun court but a big people court.    Where mommy is living she can't have 4 paws so she is looking for a plays that we can live with her too.  It is so sad around here, Ty hides, Ally cries, Pilar barkes and eats all the cats food.  Yep she gained all her weight back, boy is mom gonna yell at daddy for letting that happen.  Then there is me....I haven't been groomed in months!!!  I sure don't know what my daddy is thinking but sister says I look like I have dreadlocks so she combs me out everyday.  I think mommy won't be very happy about this either. &lt;br /&gt;I did get to see her once at the gas station and I didn't even recognize her.  She says she is on the divorce diet.  Then I smelled her and started crying and about knocked her over.  Now all I do is carry her stuff with me everywhere and stay with Ally and Ty.  I don't have much use for my daddy anymore since he makes my girl cry.  I really miss my mommy.&lt;br /&gt;Say lots of prayers for all of us.  We miss you.  My mommy says she doesn't have internet but she goes to the library and will check it once a week.&lt;br /&gt;From Willow who lives in the sad sad Compound with the rest of the sad compounders!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-369663766100479474?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/369663766100479474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=369663766100479474&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/369663766100479474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/369663766100479474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2009/08/missing-mom.html' title='Missing Mom'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-2205202396258645357</id><published>2009-05-24T21:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:41:16.404-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H'/><title type='text'>EARLIER POST</title><content type='html'>HI EVERYONE!  IF YOU LOOK DOWN A FEW POST'S WE HAVE A NEW ONE.  WE WROTE IT EARLIER AND FORGOT TO POST IT.  SO..... IT IS NEW AND IS STILL TELLING YOU ABOUT THE HAPPENINGS OF OUR LIFE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-2205202396258645357?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/2205202396258645357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=2205202396258645357&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/2205202396258645357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/2205202396258645357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2009/05/earlier-post.html' title='EARLIER POST'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-8784495783335886872</id><published>2009-05-21T15:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:51:45.788-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/ShWu89rEGeI/AAAAAAAAAs8/cyoTu6Na-Rw/s1600-h/IMG_0786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/ShWu89rEGeI/AAAAAAAAAs8/cyoTu6Na-Rw/s320/IMG_0786.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338365295688161762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you all see this?  Well my mommy has gone off and left us AGAIN!!!!  That tiny little baby is the new addition to our family and his name is Jonah Scara.  As you can tell Isaac is not that thrilled with him yet.  Jonah is only 2 days old and she left me and went to Tucson to see him and Isaac.  WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS PICTURE I ASK??  Ally and Ty are not on board with this either since they had to stay home because school doesn't end until June 9th.  Mom said she had a great time with the babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then off to New Mexico she went to play with the paw babies.  All I know is she better get home soon or I am going to be a typical dale and start eating the walls.  Yep you all read correctly EAT WALLS!!!!  Things are crazy busy at home and I just am not getting the attention I deserve.  So please send my mommy a petition that she needs to go home STAT (that means yesterday in the medical field).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well friends I miss you all.   I am going to ask my girl to do some typing for me and see where that gets me.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big hugs and smooches the Willow and the gang!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-8784495783335886872?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8784495783335886872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=8784495783335886872&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8784495783335886872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8784495783335886872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-you-all-see-this-well-my-mommy-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/ShWu89rEGeI/AAAAAAAAAs8/cyoTu6Na-Rw/s72-c/IMG_0786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-1527913890695332771</id><published>2009-04-22T09:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T10:01:59.501-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Se8hoYRtUDI/AAAAAAAAAs0/eVThGN3C8aY/s1600-h/DSCN0752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327513861797793842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Se8hoYRtUDI/AAAAAAAAAs0/eVThGN3C8aY/s320/DSCN0752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I AM NOT TO SURE ABOUT THIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Se8hoB3h0NI/AAAAAAAAAss/XeYEXme1F9o/s1600-h/DSCN0753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327513855782408402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Se8hoB3h0NI/AAAAAAAAAss/XeYEXme1F9o/s320/DSCN0753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OK I WILL JUST GET THIS OVER WITH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Our lives have been crazy of late! My humans have been running everywhere and I think they have forgotten what a computer is let alone MY blog. So I begged my secretary to please, please, PLEASE let you all know that I am still around.....and so is Pilar. I have missed all of you. I need to get caught up on all your lives oh yes I do. George.... I have a woodchuck that taunts me daily. If they would just let me out of my fence to get it the world would be grrreaaat! But that darn thing guys knows when they open the big gate to the big yard. That critter waits for me the runs for his home. I will get him yet before summer is over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Se8hnxRxVTI/AAAAAAAAAsk/-OCpjA9EEMQ/s1600-h/DSCN0742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327513851329074482" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Se8hnxRxVTI/AAAAAAAAAsk/-OCpjA9EEMQ/s320/DSCN0742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PILAR AND HER PEARLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Well here are some....pictures that Ally took of me, Pilar and Teak. I don't know how she got Teak to sit for this photo session but she did. It must have been because I was on guard!!! I have met a few new pups in the grass world and am waiting for them to start blogging. One guys name is Bu....he is a hottie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Se8hn4LYORI/AAAAAAAAAsc/I-zTez8L72Q/s1600-h/DSCN0735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327513853181311250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Se8hn4LYORI/AAAAAAAAAsc/I-zTez8L72Q/s320/DSCN0735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TEAK......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Well I am off to the back yard to see if I can find that wood chuck. Love to all my friends. May your spirits be lifted and may you remember to snuggle and give lots of licks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Big Smooches,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Willow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-1527913890695332771?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/1527913890695332771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=1527913890695332771&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/1527913890695332771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/1527913890695332771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-day.html' title='Another Day'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Se8hoYRtUDI/AAAAAAAAAs0/eVThGN3C8aY/s72-c/DSCN0752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-3745773336730784752</id><published>2009-03-29T15:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:38:43.517-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Work...Airedale's Rule in my house.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Sc_SkmgJOII/AAAAAAAAAsU/2U_PYYsUKmU/s1600-h/DSCN0621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318701211200338050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Sc_SkmgJOII/AAAAAAAAAsU/2U_PYYsUKmU/s320/DSCN0621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Hi friends!  This is me and my teddy.  He is kind of like my security blankie ( ok I have one of those too).  Pilar and I had a rough go and playing with her and she sploded!  But don't worry the sewing kit was taken out quick and fixed by my loving humans.  I love them soooo much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Sc_SkByyu2I/AAAAAAAAAsE/xuXQmtoBgZw/s1600-h/DSCN0611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318701201346444130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Sc_SkByyu2I/AAAAAAAAAsE/xuXQmtoBgZw/s320/DSCN0611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok here in Michigan, and George can back me on this, the weather has been crazy!!!  It is hot then cold then hot then cold.  Well this was a hot day... and Pilar had on her sweater.  She DEMANDED that I take it off of her.  So being the good and talented dale that I am I did.  I couldn't let my sister be hot....that would be just down right mean of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Sc_Sj-6A-jI/AAAAAAAAAr0/sCd6U0bEE3k/s1600-h/DSCN0606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318701200571431474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Sc_Sj-6A-jI/AAAAAAAAAr0/sCd6U0bEE3k/s320/DSCN0606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well here it is...... the "sweater" you know the one.  Yep the one that Ally made her wear for the photo shoot with the pearls.  She was asking me to hide it or get rid of it.  I had to think long and hard about what needed to be done with this winter garb.  I was trying to think if I if needed to pass it along to anyone.  But.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Sc_SkalSP8I/AAAAAAAAAsM/hzwN3sLfDxI/s1600-h/DSCN0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318701208000675778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Sc_SkalSP8I/AAAAAAAAAsM/hzwN3sLfDxI/s320/DSCN0617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing with it was so much more fun.  We actually played tug-of-war with it.  We tried so hard to damage it.  The darn thing was indestructible. So it was washed and put away for next winter.  Poor Pilar.... maybe next year they will buy her something else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this is Willow writing from the compound still pouting that mommy is gone.  Wishing you all well and big smoooches.  I have missed you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-3745773336730784752?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/3745773336730784752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=3745773336730784752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/3745773336730784752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/3745773336730784752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2009/03/team-workairedales-rule-in-my-house.html' title='Team Work...Airedale&apos;s Rule in my house.'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/Sc_SkmgJOII/AAAAAAAAAsU/2U_PYYsUKmU/s72-c/DSCN0621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-8486532614335205548</id><published>2009-03-06T10:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T10:49:59.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Checking in!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SbFCzYtHtWI/AAAAAAAAAq8/WyQcfZ3a4eM/s1600-h/DSCN0413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310098886218986850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SbFCzYtHtWI/AAAAAAAAAq8/WyQcfZ3a4eM/s320/DSCN0413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hi everyone! We are back today. We wanted to show you our wall of black and whites. This is part of the new decorating and kitchen building that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stillllll&lt;/span&gt; going on at our house. Remember all those pictures that our friend Teresa took for us back in the fall? Here is her work displayed all over the wall. Mommy says only black and white pictures can go up there. Grandma thinks she is silly because she doesn't like black and whites.... she says "they invited color so you can SEE the color" she just doesn't get mommy. On the far right you can see our cousin Issac he was at the beach!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310098876442526866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SbFCy0SOxJI/AAAAAAAAAqs/bi-NzTqOBkY/s320/DSCN0419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Now you see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt;...we have a problem here. She is in my condo in front of MY dish. Yes she is looking for handouts and wants to eat from my dish. She just isn't getting it that she gets the little dish and I get the big dish. If she did...then I guess she wouldn't be on a diet!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310098882993310754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SbFCzMsDzCI/AAAAAAAAAq0/J--M1e5GSMY/s320/DSCN0421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dad and I had to have another talk about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; getting into my stuff again. He told me that I was going to have to deal with or just sit on her. It seems I am to nice and let her "walk" all over me. She takes things right out of my mouth then goes into her condo and hides them then will get hers and proceed to her condo to eat hers. Ty said I should just beat her up. Ally says I should be more like mommy and just growl at her. I am just now sure what to do!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Big smooches to all of you. This is Willow signing out from the compound warning all of you to hang on to your bones so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nopaw&lt;/span&gt; gets &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ahold&lt;/span&gt; of them and you are left boneless!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-8486532614335205548?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8486532614335205548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=8486532614335205548&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8486532614335205548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8486532614335205548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2009/03/checking-in.html' title='Checking in!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SbFCzYtHtWI/AAAAAAAAAq8/WyQcfZ3a4eM/s72-c/DSCN0413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-6213843916239695222</id><published>2009-03-03T12:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T12:04:36.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For Bogie &amp; Mommy Lulu</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We are sorry we have been absent for so long.  We just wanted to say we will miss Bogies Daddy.  Our love is with Bogie and his Mommy LuLu.  If I could get on Ruby's plane and fly to you I would.  I am sending smooches and love to you both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;big smooches,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Willow and her family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-6213843916239695222?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/6213843916239695222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=6213843916239695222&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6213843916239695222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6213843916239695222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-bogie-mommy-lulu.html' title='For Bogie &amp; Mommy Lulu'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-4920793919095711962</id><published>2009-01-23T00:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T00:29:58.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii Fit &amp; My girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Of course it was bed time!  Ally was just taking up too much of the bed.  They still didn't get those full mattresses yet!!  So...Ally took the cushions from the couch and made me a bed.  Now if I could just get her to scoot over a little more!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SXlQdQSPYJI/AAAAAAAAAqA/NTrxFYamQQM/s1600-h/DSCN0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294351300468629650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SXlQdQSPYJI/AAAAAAAAAqA/NTrxFYamQQM/s320/DSCN0242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now here I am....sitting....thinking....and pondering what to do.  One &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;, one boy, 2 girls and one Willow.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt; how was I going to make this work.   I needed a plan and a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SXlQdIYUhEI/AAAAAAAAAp4/oRuz_KkWDcY/s1600-h/DSCN0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294351298346648642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SXlQdIYUhEI/AAAAAAAAAp4/oRuz_KkWDcY/s320/DSCN0294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;At last I did.  It was great!  Every time a person got on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; fit i would lay a paw on it or my tail.  They didn't take notice.  So I had to take drastic measures...I laid on it while they were playing.  Yes that is me with my head on the board getting told to leave...NOW!!  As you all can see I am not budging.  Plus she was doing much better with my help....poor girl.  They need to make me my own character because I have seen some of these humans play and let me just say friends....we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; much better than they are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SXlQdNBFhZI/AAAAAAAAApw/4Ub3VWWFmCU/s1600-h/DSCN0292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294351299591374226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SXlQdNBFhZI/AAAAAAAAApw/4Ub3VWWFmCU/s320/DSCN0292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt; My girl got on and gave me that look "you do it and you will get busted all the way to the kennel."  So off I went in search of a cat.  Hey at least I am bigger and they can't complain right!   So I found Teak and Daddy, they had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;foodables&lt;/span&gt; so life was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SXlQcpCZ1SI/AAAAAAAAApo/WQSnWo3Hx1w/s1600-h/DSCN0295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294351289933223202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SXlQcpCZ1SI/AAAAAAAAApo/WQSnWo3Hx1w/s320/DSCN0295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Friends, we are so happy to finally be coming back.  Things are still a little sad.  Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy's friend died this week.  Yes same community and everyone new each other.  But everyone is pulling together for both families and it makes our hearts feel so happy.  So much must be done over the next month that we will be popping in and off just to say hi to some of our friends.  Please don't think we have bailed on you.  You are all very important to us.  You and your humans have gotten us through our rough patches.  When mommy couldn't sleep because of the sadness she would get on and just read about our blog families.  She said she is sorry she didn't write but will start again soon.  My sister promises to start helping me out with the typing since my mommy has so much going on.  She said to please forgive her spelling (we told her there is spell check) and that she isn't funny.  I think she is sweet and kind.  She is workable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Well this is Willow checking out from the compound tonight.  Wishing you all love slobbers, licks, nibbles, puppy slams and cold nose pokes.  Without these things life would be boring. Much love and BIG SMOOCHES TO ALL......Willow and her compound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-4920793919095711962?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/4920793919095711962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=4920793919095711962&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/4920793919095711962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/4920793919095711962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2009/01/wii-fit-my-girl.html' title='Wii Fit &amp; My girl'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SXlQdQSPYJI/AAAAAAAAAqA/NTrxFYamQQM/s72-c/DSCN0242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-4240803060473772161</id><published>2009-01-04T13:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T14:05:00.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad News.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SWEHRI4BDXI/AAAAAAAAApY/jVBx0sXP4C8/s1600-h/DSCN0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287515428531277170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SWEHRI4BDXI/AAAAAAAAApY/jVBx0sXP4C8/s320/DSCN0179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi everyone.  Do you see me hiding behind my daddy?  Well...we won't be around again for about a week or so.  My boys friend was killed in a snowmobile accident on Friday.  He was 11 and all of our hearts are broken.  They have played ball together and been in the same class since kindergarten.  My parents are friends with his parents.  You see we live in a small town so this has been hard on all our humans.  In the middle of the night we all got on the horn with each other and came up with a plan to be extra loving and good to our humans.  I will keep you all posted on how my boy is doing.  Mommy is going to be sticking pretty close to him so she sends her love to you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of licks and hugs, Willow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-4240803060473772161?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/4240803060473772161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=4240803060473772161&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/4240803060473772161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/4240803060473772161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2009/01/sad-news.html' title='Sad News.'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SWEHRI4BDXI/AAAAAAAAApY/jVBx0sXP4C8/s72-c/DSCN0179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-8014526278640916635</id><published>2009-01-01T02:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T21:22:36.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Tree...Come take a peek!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                          MY TREE!  THANKS EVERYPAW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286886913933762946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SV7Loxiu4YI/AAAAAAAAAo0/QZf68VeyLaI/s320/DSCN0155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Hi everyone! Happy Holidays from everyone here at the compound!!! Thank you all for the most thoughtful and beautiful cards and pictures. My kiddos were jealous that I got more cards then they did. tee hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286225510825529618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SVxyGC9dERI/AAAAAAAAAos/YXAXnl_buvA/s320/DSCN0156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So what we (me and mommy) came up with for New Years is kind of cool. WE took off all the decorations and put up all our Dog With Blog friends cards to redecorate it. A good time was had by all. We hope you enjoy it. Is was having fun playing with her new camera. I might add that she is NOT letting anyone touch.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286225499344995634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SVxyFYMSBTI/AAAAAAAAAoc/yNMJUu8qeX8/s320/DSCN0157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I am off to bed for the night. Happy puppy, kitty and hammy dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;smooches,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Willow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-8014526278640916635?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8014526278640916635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=8014526278640916635&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8014526278640916635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8014526278640916635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2009/01/holiday-treecome-take-peek.html' title='Holiday Tree...Come take a peek!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SV7Loxiu4YI/AAAAAAAAAo0/QZf68VeyLaI/s72-c/DSCN0155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-6667959158564678588</id><published>2008-12-25T19:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:49:14.881-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas at MY house!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SVQoBzz5XMI/AAAAAAAAAn0/Oe8_O4s-1tg/s1600-h/christmas+2008+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283892274365291714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SVQoBzz5XMI/AAAAAAAAAn0/Oe8_O4s-1tg/s320/christmas+2008+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Hi everyone!  See those presents....they aren't for me or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt;.  I tried to get under the tree to see if I could fit.  But all I did was end up breaking Ally's ornament...her favorite kitty one.  No Santa didn't bring me everything I wanted.  I guess that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.  I did however get a plate of food....so all is forgiven!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SVQoBRQe_oI/AAAAAAAAAns/lr-DVQVwjLI/s1600-h/christmas+2008+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283892265089957506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SVQoBRQe_oI/AAAAAAAAAns/lr-DVQVwjLI/s320/christmas+2008+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; was put out by the whole darn Christmas thing.  She would not let anyone take her picture!  She would run and hide.  Mommy was getting rather upset about the whole thing.  But....she too got a plate of food.  Just not as much as ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SVQoAxVJnbI/AAAAAAAAAnk/0ZyR0g3NI4U/s1600-h/christmas+2008+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283892256519593394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SVQoAxVJnbI/AAAAAAAAAnk/0ZyR0g3NI4U/s320/christmas+2008+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Do you see that smile on my mommy's face???  Guess what she got for Christmas???  Yep a camera!!!  Everyone finally got tired of listening to her cry and whine about not having one so they pulled their pennies together and got her one!!  She chased us all around the house yesterday playing with it.  She took over 200 pictures!!!  Daddy just shook his head at her and said "we created a monster...hide!!!"  Daddy used some kind of delete button on a lot of them which made mommy unhappy.  She said each one was a work of art!!!  *whatever mom*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Well this is Willow signing out and saying Happy Holidays!  Enjoy your food and gifts!  Please...avoid human chocolate but eat lots of pie!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Smooches,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Willow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-6667959158564678588?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/6667959158564678588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=6667959158564678588&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6667959158564678588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6667959158564678588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-at-my-house.html' title='Christmas at MY house!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SVQoBzz5XMI/AAAAAAAAAn0/Oe8_O4s-1tg/s72-c/christmas+2008+090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-8659788387439515094</id><published>2008-12-21T20:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:55:52.308-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ENOUGH ALREADY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I say "ENOUGH ALREADY" my mom needs to get over it!!! So life isn't fair and the snow sucks and we are stuck in Michigan for the holidays! Big deal......they have ME!!! Oh yeah and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;So the plan is...this: I wake her ever morning until I drive her crazy. I did get her to send out some cards....but darn her not all. Some more will be going out and I DID bite her just to let you all know. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so I have been nipping a little at everyone but hey if it gets them moving then it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Our update:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;1. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; has lost weight. I guess this a big deal. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; is just mad she isn't getting extra snacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;2. My kids and daddy are home all the time now due to some break. I sure hope they don't get into trouble for breaking something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;3. My mom says she has been doing a lot of retail therapy since her friend got back from Australia and hopes dad doesn't notice.....to much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;4. It's been snowing.....a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;5. I LOVE THE SNOW!!! I get a rub down and blown dry after a good play date with my kids in the snow!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;6. Nope the kitchen is not done but it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;live able&lt;/span&gt; mom says. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;7. I am getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Pilar's&lt;/span&gt; extra eatables. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt; oh sorry that was rude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Well that is all I have to report from the compound right now. Lots of licks to all of you. Try to stay warm if you are in the cold and dry if you are in the snow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Big Smooches,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Willow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;pee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ess&lt;/span&gt;, Hello to all my new friends and followers. Thanks to all my friends for hanging with my mommy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-8659788387439515094?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8659788387439515094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=8659788387439515094&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8659788387439515094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8659788387439515094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/12/enough-already.html' title='ENOUGH ALREADY!!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-7083536097574609328</id><published>2008-12-01T18:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T18:42:41.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cards!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;.....I had to do a little prodding....biting...to get the card situation under paw.  Don't worry it is all going well.  Mom is filling out cards everyday.  Now if I can just get her car and her to the post office you all may get them by the holidays.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WE GOT CARDS!!!  I was so excited to see so many of my paw pals!!!   Mom is on strike for everyone else but me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; so she put up our cards!!!!  Thanks everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Big Smooches,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Willow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-7083536097574609328?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/7083536097574609328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=7083536097574609328&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7083536097574609328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7083536097574609328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/12/cards.html' title='Cards!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-2798477770651801191</id><published>2008-11-29T17:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T17:16:28.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Tryin' to help!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey everyone....do you recognize my pink hat?  I put it there so my daddy could find the stuff to the kitchen.  It must have done the trick because he found it!  He worked real hard and got it done.  I would like to think it was all because of ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/STG84V0fnBI/AAAAAAAAAjY/sgOohBIAcPM/s1600-h/WillowsAdventure+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274204314743577618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/STG84V0fnBI/AAAAAAAAAjY/sgOohBIAcPM/s320/WillowsAdventure+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought I would also lay on top of some of the kitchen parts just so he wouldn't forget them either.  All of this was in the basement so I knew he would come looking for me sooner than later!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/STG84OnlIjI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/yqhOv9GD-kc/s1600-h/WillowsAdventure+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274204312810365490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/STG84OnlIjI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/yqhOv9GD-kc/s320/WillowsAdventure+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now my daddy isn't a ONE project kind of guy so he had a few going at a time!!!!  He was also painting my sisters room as well.  {mommy was NOT liking this at all}  Mommy always says "one thing at a time!!!"  So I parked myself in the middle of that project too.  No not one drop of paint on my beautiful black fur or paws!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/STG834XF7xI/AAAAAAAAAjI/XZV_mtKQmWA/s1600-h/Copy+of+WillowsAdventure+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274204306835631890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/STG834XF7xI/AAAAAAAAAjI/XZV_mtKQmWA/s320/Copy+of+WillowsAdventure+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well this is Willow signing out for now!  Letting you all know mommy is doing a little better.  Stay very close to your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pawrents&lt;/span&gt; during projects so you don't become one!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-2798477770651801191?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/2798477770651801191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=2798477770651801191&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/2798477770651801191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/2798477770651801191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-tryin-to-help.html' title='Just Tryin&apos; to help!!!!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/STG84V0fnBI/AAAAAAAAAjY/sgOohBIAcPM/s72-c/WillowsAdventure+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-1496406309622393575</id><published>2008-11-16T19:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:01:28.508-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am being sneaky!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SSC-2cjcnkI/AAAAAAAAAi4/VhZsrE2c5P4/s1600-h/014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269421406610562626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SSC-2cjcnkI/AAAAAAAAAi4/VhZsrE2c5P4/s320/014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Hi everyone!  I know my mommy still isn't up for chatting but we just wanted to let you all know I at least am doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GGRRRREEEAAAT&lt;/span&gt;!  I was not to happy about the new beds situation that my kids did.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; seriously I was down right MAD!!!!  But I am trying to help mommy build that bridge and get over it!  What ever that means.  So now I sleep with my boy instead of my girl and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; sleeps with mommy and daddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We are still remodeling!  At least the kitchen is usable and I can get to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;snackables&lt;/span&gt; now.  The only bad thing....or should I say good is the trash can is out in the open now!!!!  Yeah you all know what that means!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so I have partaken in a little of this and a little of that.  No big deal.   Then I struck gold.  This is how it went:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I was snooping around the kitchen when I saw laying...laying on top of the trash a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;stuffie&lt;/span&gt;.  Nope it wasn't mine, however I did get concerned that there was a perfectly fine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;stuffie&lt;/span&gt; in the trash.  So I took it out and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;laid&lt;/span&gt; it on the floor next to the can.  A little later it was in there AGAIN!!!  Silly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hoomans&lt;/span&gt;.  I had to take it out again, but this time I took it into the living room.  Yep you guessed it my friends when I went to go get a drink guess what I saw THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;STUFFIE&lt;/span&gt; IN THE TRASH AGAIN.  So I hid it this time....in my toy box.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hoomans&lt;/span&gt; just kept asking each other "who is taking it out" and mom said "don't be dumb guys...it's Willow she thinks it is hers."  Turned out it was my boys and now it is mine, safely hidden in my toy box.  Now....I wonder if they will find the clippers... ha ha ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Giving moms lots of hugs and love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Willow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-1496406309622393575?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/1496406309622393575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=1496406309622393575&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/1496406309622393575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/1496406309622393575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-being-sneaky.html' title='I am being sneaky!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SSC-2cjcnkI/AAAAAAAAAi4/VhZsrE2c5P4/s72-c/014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-4330262201210532215</id><published>2008-11-07T00:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T01:18:42.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello....please forgive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003333;"&gt;Greetings everyone and big sloppy smooches!  Ok my mommy has just been way down in the dumps of late.   Her life has been crazy lately and spinning way out there so she is taking a major break from life.  No don't be silly not from me or Pilar or Ally or Ty....just from the computer, TV, phone, the great outdoors...life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003333;"&gt;In the picture below is Traci.....she is moms best friend who moved to Australia.  She is having fun hangin' with the roo in Adelaide!  We are on a count down right now.  She will be home for Christmas with her kids and we can't wait.  This should make mommy really really happy!!!!   She misses her really really bad.  I even tried giving my mom the pink pig to make her feel better....but it didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265791626292570978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SRPZlbJlK2I/AAAAAAAAAiU/AlSOyxvTpWM/s320/197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now for some good news.  They fixed our favorite McDonalds!  We are all so happy.  We can now get our morning coffee and treat after dropping off the human kids.!!!!  Now this makes mom smile!!!  &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Now for the bad news....the kitchen is still broken and it is making mom very nervous.  she said and I quote "I just want my house back...sob sob sob"  Ok so half of it is done now we have to bust out the wall.  We think we will send mommy to grandma's when that happens.  Trust us.....it will be much easier on all of us if we do that!!!  teehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265791622466598770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SRPZlM5Zd3I/AAAAAAAAAiM/uG2mba8PB2I/s320/7-10+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;My mommy loves this picture.  We don't know why but she does.  So daddy is going to get it for her.  He just wants her to stop crying and get out of bed I think so he will do any thing at this point.  Our Friend Teresa said she will come back in the spring and try to get some better ones of me and my kids in the spring.  Daddy wants color pictures.  We are going to do a wall of just us in black and whites on our addition.  Teresa got some really good pictures that my mommy can't live without.   Mommy really liked Miss Teresa and when she finishes school she wants to spend time with her and her camera!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Please forgive our absence.  We are going to try real hard to get back up and chatting and catching up.  We still want to be a part of the Christmas card exchange.  We love all of you and miss you all.  Big smooches, Willow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-4330262201210532215?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/4330262201210532215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=4330262201210532215&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/4330262201210532215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/4330262201210532215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/11/helloplease-forgive.html' title='Hello....please forgive'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SRPZlbJlK2I/AAAAAAAAAiU/AlSOyxvTpWM/s72-c/197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-5018879815320095100</id><published>2008-10-24T08:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T08:54:01.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM BACK...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SQHCxq7uhrI/AAAAAAAAAiE/5Z645Gc1JEk/s1600-h/030_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260699998339630770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SQHCxq7uhrI/AAAAAAAAAiE/5Z645Gc1JEk/s320/030_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;No thanks to mommy that is.  Can you believe she has been away for so long?  Well I can't and it just isn't right.  My house is still broken and she will add pictures of that on the weekend.  She got a few of me in trying to help in Allyson's room but on got the boot.  It would have gone faster had they let me paint!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;Grandpa left.  :((  He was a great buddy.  Everyone here likes to sleep in but not him.  We were both up early, drinking coffee and rocking on the porch swing.  Ok ok he did get mad at me one day for drinking all his coffee.  But hey he put in on the ground.  What else was I supposed to do?  I love the java!!!  Ok he panicked a little too wondering how mommy would react being that I am the baby and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;As most of you know we got our photo session pictures in.  There may be more but these are the free ones we get to choose from.  Two of them are on this page.  Mom will slowly put the others on the site.  Actually the one with mom and me isn't one she liked but dad insisted.  :(( moms frown not mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;We hope you are all doing well.  I am just happy mommy didn't fly out to New Mexico to help with the baby dales like she was going to.  But my sister is sick so she had to stay put!  Maybe in a month!  They are adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;signing out from the Compound for today....Willow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SQHCxQUr3cI/AAAAAAAAAh8/Ho1W4er9zHs/s1600-h/018_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260699991196556738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SQHCxQUr3cI/AAAAAAAAAh8/Ho1W4er9zHs/s320/018_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-5018879815320095100?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/5018879815320095100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=5018879815320095100&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/5018879815320095100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/5018879815320095100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-back.html' title='I AM BACK...'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SQHCxq7uhrI/AAAAAAAAAiE/5Z645Gc1JEk/s72-c/030_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-8722036047059017048</id><published>2008-10-18T17:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T17:16:58.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Session is done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://olliephotography.blogsome.com/willow_airedale"&gt;http://olliephotography.blogsome.com/willow_airedale&lt;/a&gt;`&lt;br /&gt;Hi everypaw!  above is the link to my photo session!  I hope you like the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry we are MIA but grandpa is here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-8722036047059017048?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8722036047059017048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=8722036047059017048&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8722036047059017048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8722036047059017048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/10/httpolliephotography_18.html' title='Photo Session is done!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-380160284367376322</id><published>2008-10-18T17:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T17:15:18.267-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://olliephotography.blogsome.com/willow_airedale"&gt;http://olliephotography.blogsome.com/willow_airedale&lt;/a&gt;`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-380160284367376322?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/380160284367376322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=380160284367376322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/380160284367376322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/380160284367376322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/10/httpolliephotography.html' title=''/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-3326851235489888541</id><published>2008-10-15T09:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T10:32:52.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheelie Wednesday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;Hi everyone it is me &lt;strong&gt;Melitta &lt;/strong&gt;now I know it has been some time since you have all heard from me so I thought I better report in.  Mom found some adventures of me locked away in my sisters cell phone that she didn't even know were there!!  So she uploaded the pictures and here is one weeks worth.  Oh trust me she just put a few up from this adventure.  Ally, Ty, Willow and I had a great time checking out the garden and romping through the yard.  Those kids are crazy.....and that Willow....I just don't know what to say about her.  Well I can say this:  SHE DIDN'T TRY TO MURDER ME LIKE HER MOMMY DID TO PIERE AND PACO!!!  So my Willow rocks!  Let me walk you through our adventure!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257382213723742210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SPX5RMF14AI/AAAAAAAAAhM/J4ubkxP-V88/s320/SSPX0228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here I am on what they call "The Great Pumpkin" and I am queen of the world!!!  It may look little here but it did get big!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SPX5hzOJa0I/AAAAAAAAAh0/Tgm48KGERFE/s1600-h/SSPX0235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257382499105467202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SPX5hzOJa0I/AAAAAAAAAh0/Tgm48KGERFE/s320/SSPX0235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Poor Willow had to stay on the other side of the fence because the "folks" were not out there with us.  But I am on a watermelon.  Do you see her whispering in my ear?  She was telling me to get it closer to the fence so she could grab it a run off with it for "us"!  Some how I didn't think the "us" really meant ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SPX5RsYIVeI/AAAAAAAAAhc/zZ1-JwasfBc/s1600-h/SSPX0240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257382222390384098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SPX5RsYIVeI/AAAAAAAAAhc/zZ1-JwasfBc/s320/SSPX0240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;Ok I am in a jungle of green here!  This stuff is call swiss chard?  My humans love this stuff.  Ty says it is the best stuff in the world!  Nana taught my mommy how to make it a long time ago.  Mom make bunches and bunches of it then froze it for winter time.  *ignore the weeds*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SPX5R3dctqI/AAAAAAAAAhk/flobYEhvIiA/s1600-h/SSPX0228.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SPX5R_TcJxI/AAAAAAAAAhs/xN1a4u7GxXo/s1600-h/SSPX0252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257382227470984978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SPX5R_TcJxI/AAAAAAAAAhs/xN1a4u7GxXo/s320/SSPX0252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;This is the best part my friends!!!  This is how we got to and from the garden!!!  Yes this is where I got to ride so I could see the WORLD from our back yard!  When daddy is home we use the big tractor but when it is just the kids this is "their" tractor.  Aren't they inventive.  They didn't harvest much that day because they were tooo busy showing me around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Thanks for grooving with me today my friends.  Next week we will go the broken &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;  where mom is yet again having a fit about all the broken stuff around her.  Boy does she need some chill pills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;BIG NOSE POKES....MALITTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-3326851235489888541?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/3326851235489888541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=3326851235489888541&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/3326851235489888541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/3326851235489888541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/10/wheelie-wednesday.html' title='Wheelie Wednesday...'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SPX5RMF14AI/AAAAAAAAAhM/J4ubkxP-V88/s72-c/SSPX0228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-5689035966328875352</id><published>2008-10-14T13:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:57:08.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lions and Tigers and FLEAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SPTblmuZy1I/AAAAAAAAAhE/qGGtZ9NgWaI/s1600-h/SSPX0486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257068104145029970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SPTblmuZy1I/AAAAAAAAAhE/qGGtZ9NgWaI/s320/SSPX0486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;Fleas....this girl has fleas!!!  Mommy is not happy with this situation at all!!!   You see I don't have them....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;.  Mommy was holding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; the other night and saw IT!!!  She freaked, she hates those things.  We have never had those things b4.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Grrrrr&lt;/span&gt;  When mommy worked at the vet she saw people come in all the time asking for "help" with fleas and would feel so bad for them.  We got our medicine for those things...how did this happen.   Mommy says it was because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; was out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;gallivanting&lt;/span&gt; across the street with the flea and tick ridden neighbor dog.  *That is why she can't be trust....that running off thing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;So mommy is going to dunk her and the house and clip her.  Oh no wait....she can't find the clippers....tee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt;....we think daddy threw them away on accident.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;  So I guess that means off to the groomers she goes.   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;  Wait.......does that mean I have to go to???  Mommy...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;I gonna go help find those clippers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;Mommy here, just wanted to say thank you to everyone for coming by and checking on us!  We are still so sad about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Miz&lt;/span&gt; Greta.  The puppies are doing fine and Pepper is being a great "mommy" to them.  We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; each and everyone of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-5689035966328875352?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/5689035966328875352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=5689035966328875352&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/5689035966328875352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/5689035966328875352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/10/lions-and-tigers-and-fleas.html' title='Lions and Tigers and FLEAS'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SPTblmuZy1I/AAAAAAAAAhE/qGGtZ9NgWaI/s72-c/SSPX0486.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-6117631130894954411</id><published>2008-10-09T14:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T14:32:54.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad news at Apache's Tribe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                        GRETTA GUCCI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SO5Mf8RHZ7I/AAAAAAAAAg0/-cOwjMyRuN0/s1600-h/100_2444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255221926825519026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SO5Mf8RHZ7I/AAAAAAAAAg0/-cOwjMyRuN0/s320/100_2444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture of Gretta with my kids.  Taken at my uncle's house a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SO5MgH7QFcI/AAAAAAAAAg8/OAYkEg_NrdE/s1600-h/!cid_7_1820389447%40web90601_mail_mud_yahoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255221929955038658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SO5MgH7QFcI/AAAAAAAAAg8/OAYkEg_NrdE/s320/!cid_7_1820389447%40web90601_mail_mud_yahoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today we come to our blog with a very very heavy heart.  Most of you are familiar with Apache's tribe.....most of you are familiar with Gretta.  Gretta just had 12 beautiful puppies.  After the puppies were born she became ill.  Oh everything was done to save &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Miz&lt;/span&gt; Gretta....but she passed over to the Rainbow Bridge this morning.  Leaving behind 12 babies, one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;devastated&lt;/span&gt; mommy, a blown away sister and a house full of sad Dales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know my Aunt Gretta is being greeted by my Sadie, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Asta&lt;/span&gt; Miles, Marcie Girl and so many others that went before her in our family.  But this still hurts the same.  You will be missed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Miz&lt;/span&gt; Gretta Gucci....may you rest in peace our sweet one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Willow, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt;,Teak,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Maiz&lt;/span&gt;,the Lizards and our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hoomans&lt;/span&gt; whose eyes are leaking without stop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-6117631130894954411?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/6117631130894954411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=6117631130894954411&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6117631130894954411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6117631130894954411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/10/sad-news-at-apaches-tribe.html' title='Sad news at Apache&apos;s Tribe'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SO5Mf8RHZ7I/AAAAAAAAAg0/-cOwjMyRuN0/s72-c/100_2444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-8011275843525784926</id><published>2008-10-07T21:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T23:52:22.309-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My House is getting BROKEN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Hi pals!!! I am beginning to understand how Mango and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PeeWee&lt;/span&gt; felt when their howse was broken and being put back together. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pawrents&lt;/span&gt; are breaking my kitchen!!!! I want to help but they just won't let me. I keep getting sent to my kennel, my yard or to mommy's room. Rumor has they are going to break the wall down next. I wonder if they will let me help then!!!! Mommy is a nervous wreck. I begged daddy to let me take her place! No pictures yet....just something called stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;So now for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;debut&lt;/span&gt;.....you can go to Teresa's blog and see more pictures of me. Mommy says I am even smiling in one. In one of the pictures I actually stole the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;blahball&lt;/span&gt; from my boy and took off. Nah he never caught me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;So here it is &lt;a href="http://olliephotography.blogsome.com/2008/10/06/willow/"&gt;http://olliephotography.blogsome.com/2008/10/06/willow/&lt;/a&gt; I hope you all like them. If you can't make it there let mom know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Big smooches,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Willow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Mom says she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;promises&lt;/span&gt; to catch up with everyone! So sorry she is being neglectful. Bad mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-8011275843525784926?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8011275843525784926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=8011275843525784926&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8011275843525784926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8011275843525784926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-house-is-getting-broken.html' title='My House is getting BROKEN!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-3262303608361103611</id><published>2008-09-30T10:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:35:05.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SOIzxVOnOPI/AAAAAAAAAgs/6tojxw75RP8/s1600-h/002_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251817038072461554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SOIzxVOnOPI/AAAAAAAAAgs/6tojxw75RP8/s320/002_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;Hi everyone! I am back. Yep I have been gone for a few days. We have been kind of busy. My kids tend to keep us very busy with school, festivals, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blahball&lt;/span&gt; games, homework......oh that list goes on. So I asked mom.....when is it just going to be about ME!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;Well......on Sunday I had a photo shoot. This really cool lady who lives in Michigan named Teresa came to my house. She took a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bajillion&lt;/span&gt; pictures of ME!!! &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; those kids &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;snuck&lt;/span&gt; in a few of them too darn it....oh and lets not forget about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Miz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt;!!)&lt;/span&gt; I got to run and play and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;frolic&lt;/span&gt; and just about do whatever I wanted just so she could get the right picture!!! Do you see that picture above? That is one of them!!! My mommy loves black and whites so she did this one for my mommy. Teresa takes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;boootiful&lt;/span&gt; pictures of black doggies in black and whites (well in color too). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;I got a little cranky and didn't want to mind.....so mommy made me take a time out. Can you believe it??? So during my time-out....a much needed one according to mommy, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hoomans&lt;/span&gt; talked!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Teresa shared with mommy that she works with a rescue group here in Michigan. This rescue group takes the doggies that nobody would rescue, yep that is right the ones headed for the bridge before their time!!!! Cool isn't it! These pups do get forever homes too!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Then mommy got to educate Teresa (my new pal with good treats) on the Airedale breed and all their colors. Not to mention when she came in the house I went right over and sat on her lap. I just thought she was there for me to use as a chair. Another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hooman&lt;/span&gt;......another lap...chair...whatever!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;So this is just one of the many pictures. We call it the teaser picture!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;teehee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Miz&lt;/span&gt; Teresa is a very busy lady.....smart too. We should be able to see the pictures in a few weeks when the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;bajillion&lt;/span&gt; of them are done! We will also put something up on our sidebar so you can go to her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bloggy&lt;/span&gt; and see me and all the other doggies!!! We have a feeling that once grandma sees a few of the pictures of me and my kids......well ya know....she will be buying a few!!!! It is just because we are all so darn cute!!!! (love ya g-ma)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Well this is Willow signing out for today from the Compound. Advising you all that if someone says......can I take your picture. You just might want to say yes. You will make a new friend and have fun......not to mention all the treats you will get!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-3262303608361103611?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/3262303608361103611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=3262303608361103611&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/3262303608361103611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/3262303608361103611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/09/photo-shoot.html' title='Photo Shoot'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SOIzxVOnOPI/AAAAAAAAAgs/6tojxw75RP8/s72-c/002_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-3568850454556435859</id><published>2008-09-26T15:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T16:16:20.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WOO HOO......I WIN!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250421462921262034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SN0-gKqCM9I/AAAAAAAAAgU/mF7sEqW7MPo/s320/SSPX0585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;I am sure you have all done this before!! Ignored that box when they call our name!!! Yeah you know what I am talkin' about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;Well I have been doing some thinking.....and you are all right. That crappy thing in my kennel has got to go!!! And I mean NOW!!! Ok I am sitting in the middle of my kennel, toy box and toys. I want no part of any of them. Even my piggy and pink duck (which is dying by the way, my sister taped it). I went on strike!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250423810688551970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SN1Ao0xYDCI/AAAAAAAAAgc/qKXyt9jTQ2E/s320/SSPX0579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;What kind of strike???? First I did the silent pout strike......didn't work. So then I did the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PIGGY STRIKE&lt;/span&gt;!!!!! teehee lol hahaha Those of you who don't have piggies may not understand....but......those of you WITH piggies understand what I am talking about!!!! Daddy says they sound like a bad deer call. So this is how it went.....they would talk I would honk my piggy.....they would put it up.....i would get it and yep.....honk my piggy......they would stop talking I would stop honking.....they talk.....I honk piggy....kids hid it.....i found it.....started honking her in the middle of the night!!!! I would hide her under my blankie and when put in the kennel I WOULD HONK HER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Wait wait is this a strike or a protest????  Hmmmm!!!  Anyway I am getting a new pillow.  A REAL pillow for my kennel.  Pilar loves that crappy one of mine so mom says she can have it.  I say good riddance!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;A big big thank you to all my supporters who helped me with this!!!  I am still on the couch and in the beds.....since they belong to me.  Another note of good news.  They are thinking of getting the girl a bigger bed because she just isn't fitting in it anymore.  Something about she is a bed hog....I don't know......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Willow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-3568850454556435859?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/3568850454556435859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=3568850454556435859&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/3568850454556435859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/3568850454556435859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/09/woo-hooi-win.html' title='WOO HOO......I WIN!!!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SN0-gKqCM9I/AAAAAAAAAgU/mF7sEqW7MPo/s72-c/SSPX0585.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-599582455394375838</id><published>2008-09-25T08:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T08:38:10.444-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SNuEokP8WOI/AAAAAAAAAf0/gqJ-_MKShLE/s1600-h/SSPX0590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249935623090624738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SNuEokP8WOI/AAAAAAAAAf0/gqJ-_MKShLE/s320/SSPX0590.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;This is that stupid thingy (bed/pad) my mommy bought for me.  Isn't it pathetic???  It does have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blankie&lt;/span&gt; in it which does bring me comfort.  Note there is a cow hoof that is fun to chew on.  But I miss my big black pillow.  I could lay on that and blend in with it and they couldn't find me at times.  tee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt;.  It was HER fault I chewed it up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SNuEox64WtI/AAAAAAAAAf8/3Wc1jiK2XJE/s1600-h/SSPX0570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249935626760379090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SNuEox64WtI/AAAAAAAAAf8/3Wc1jiK2XJE/s320/SSPX0570.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;Do you all see her teasing me?  She wants me to look at her and pose!!!  How dare she do this to me?  First the neglect....then the pillow....then this stupid pad thingy and now she is teasing me with this bone.  Enough already.  Daddy..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SNuEo6Er_NI/AAAAAAAAAgE/me7J-vc28OQ/s1600-h/SSPX0605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249935628948995282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SNuEo6Er_NI/AAAAAAAAAgE/me7J-vc28OQ/s320/SSPX0605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Aaahhhhh&lt;/span&gt; now this is more like it.  This is really my bed.  This is their couch but one of my favorite beds.  Notice that I have a big comfy pillow to lay on.....not to mention how comfy that couch is!!!!!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;  My other favorite beds are.......well their beds!!!!!  Making my point brings me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; much happiness.  Have a good day friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Willow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-599582455394375838?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/599582455394375838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=599582455394375838&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/599582455394375838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/599582455394375838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-bed.html' title='My Bed'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SNuEokP8WOI/AAAAAAAAAf0/gqJ-_MKShLE/s72-c/SSPX0590.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-6379156301306038527</id><published>2008-09-21T23:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:50:21.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MY yard!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;This is my daddy.  He is mowing my lawn!!!  I know you are all thinking to yourselves....Willow we all have yards/lawns/spots/spaces etc.  Well this really is different this is MY LAWN.  Granted I do have to share it with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt;.  She at times is just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;toooo&lt;/span&gt; stupid to understand it, but it is "ours" to share.  The silly cats come by once in awhile...the prefer the great beyond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SNcRSTrOmDI/AAAAAAAAAfs/WmmxgO69jQ0/s1600-h/SSPX0611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248682896940505138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SNcRSTrOmDI/AAAAAAAAAfs/WmmxgO69jQ0/s320/SSPX0611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; He does do a good job going in and out of those trees.  He really makes sure that he doesn't kill any of my toys or balls.  Yep that is what he is looking for!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Goooood&lt;/span&gt; daddy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SNcRCMVw7zI/AAAAAAAAAfE/G6YOJRuNtUw/s1600-h/SSPX0609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248682620093525810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SNcRCMVw7zI/AAAAAAAAAfE/G6YOJRuNtUw/s320/SSPX0609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;He is just getting started, he has a ways to go.  I am running around encouraging him!  Woof Woof Daddy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SNcRCfTimyI/AAAAAAAAAfM/yl763q5Wjag/s1600-h/SSPX0614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248682625184471842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SNcRCfTimyI/AAAAAAAAAfM/yl763q5Wjag/s320/SSPX0614.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Here I am jumping through the air with glee because he just mowed my favorite spot!!!!  Thanks daddy.  You are the greatest!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SNcRCfhF9GI/AAAAAAAAAfU/ivCel8B16ak/s1600-h/SSPX0619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248682625241314402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SNcRCfhF9GI/AAAAAAAAAfU/ivCel8B16ak/s320/SSPX0619.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;This......well is the dreaded gate to come in and out of my yard with that beast cutter.  I don't go near it.  I heard it eats doggies so I stay far away from it.  Unless mommy is with me because they don't eat mommies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SNcRCtgqnmI/AAAAAAAAAfc/w1qP1-gW2LI/s1600-h/SSPX0620.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248682628997619298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SNcRCtgqnmI/AAAAAAAAAfc/w1qP1-gW2LI/s320/SSPX0620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; This......do you see all that grass.....passed the rocks and deck?  This is "their" yard that we all share.  Yep I get to run in that too.  But only when supervised.....no fence.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; can NEVER be left on her own out there.  She runs away.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;shhhhh&lt;/span&gt; that is a secret..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SNcRC5v-mgI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Mo5af4fq6hE/s1600-h/SSPX0612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248682632283068930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SNcRC5v-mgI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Mo5af4fq6hE/s320/SSPX0612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Well here I am just checking to make sure that daddy did his job right.  So far it looks like he did.  If he missed something than it means sister will have to fix it tomorrow.  (Mommy is allergic to grass so she doesn't mow) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Well this is Willow signing out for tonight.  We at the Compound hope you all had a good weekend.  Chat with you soon.....we hope.....we are moving on to MANIC MONDAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-6379156301306038527?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/6379156301306038527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=6379156301306038527&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6379156301306038527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6379156301306038527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-yard.html' title='MY yard!!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SNcRSTrOmDI/AAAAAAAAAfs/WmmxgO69jQ0/s72-c/SSPX0611.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-407643898049500284</id><published>2008-09-15T16:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T16:26:23.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Manic Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;Hi everyone!  It is manic Monday around here!  Our weekend was crazy so that usually makes our Mondays "manic"!!!  Mom decided NOT to fix my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sploded&lt;/span&gt; pillow!  It had been repaired to many times.  The garbage man took it away today! :((   She bought some tan pad thingy for my kennel and I hate it.  I keep pulling it out and she keeps putting it back in.  Wonder if she will ever get the hint!!  My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bloggy&lt;/span&gt; is not much today.  No pictures or anything.  She neglected ours to spruce up Apache's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tribes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bloggy&lt;/span&gt;.  Go take a look!  See ya tomorrow.  We think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-407643898049500284?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/407643898049500284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=407643898049500284&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/407643898049500284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/407643898049500284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/09/manic-monday.html' title='Manic Monday'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-695591021290741618</id><published>2008-09-12T10:11:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T10:44:28.931-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More trouble brewin'...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Well daddy's in the dog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;howse&lt;/span&gt;!!! He managed to get himself into a lot of trouble last night. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; let me explain.......simple.......2 kids......1 Willow!!!! I can only sleep with one kid at a time. Neither want to sleep with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; because.....well.....she SNORES!!! So the question of another puppy was brought up again. Daddy said sure how about a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;YmerRYner&lt;/span&gt;. Now I am not to sure what those are but by the looks on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; face I wasn't sure if that was good or bad. Now I am a smart Dale but I just wasn't getting their looks. Then "she" spoke......it was scary....kind of!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SMp6ZMgBVnI/AAAAAAAAAeM/SaGDEKp1UIc/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245139289297213042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SMp6ZMgBVnI/AAAAAAAAAeM/SaGDEKp1UIc/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;This is one of those "Y" dogs my daddy was talking about. He loves these kinds of doggies. They are beautiful mommy says. However they are not as beautiful as baby Willow....that came right from my mommy.....promise she said that. Oh wait I am getting off track here.....back to the subject at hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;"I think we are ALL forgetting who takes care of these kids here!" Then my sister said "what the crap.....are you kidding me.....not an Airedale....noway!!" My boy said "I am out of here dad you are on your own with this one. But let it be known I want a Red." Friends......HE HAD THE NERVE TO SAY THAT WITH ME IN HIS LAP!!! Where is the loyalty, where is the love.....I am not feeling it are you????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SMp6Zd39DgI/AAAAAAAAAeU/BQt1SPOj4u8/s1600-h/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245139293960998402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SMp6Zd39DgI/AAAAAAAAAeU/BQt1SPOj4u8/s320/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I know you all recognize this picture from above. This is loyalty.....this is love.....this is......ME......Willow.......the Black Airedale who kills &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;stuffies&lt;/span&gt; and pillows when ignored. Me Willow who chases birds, butterflies and woodchucks. Me Willow.....the one you trip over in the middle of the night because you can't see me because I am so dark. Me.....Willow.....DADDY.....who loves and adores you. *Sigh......wimper......sigh* Mommy told me not to worry. But friends do you see my plight. I give love, smooches, hugs, warmth and loyalty. And HE wants to bring in one of those "Y" doggies. I was just getting used to the idea of another Dale. One that is just like me. Mommy doesn't like change....no seriously she doesn't. She is a creature of habit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;And the big secret is....Black Airedales are a little calmer than Black/Tan Airedales and the REDS are even calmer. So Ty and mommy want a RED Dale next. Stay tuned for the puppy saga of 2008. This just may go into 2009. That daddy can be stubborn but mommy can be even more stubborn. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Teehee&lt;/span&gt;. I heard that it took them almost a year just to pick out a couch!!! Grandma thinks my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pawrents&lt;/span&gt; are a little kooky. My kids and I would have to agree with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;This is Willow the BLACK dale signing out asking you all to keep those paws crossed that I get a RED dale sister!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SMp6ZMgBVnI/AAAAAAAAAeM/SaGDEKp1UIc/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SMp6Zd39DgI/AAAAAAAAAeU/BQt1SPOj4u8/s1600-h/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-695591021290741618?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/695591021290741618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=695591021290741618&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/695591021290741618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/695591021290741618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-trouble-brewin.html' title='More trouble brewin&apos;...'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SMp6ZMgBVnI/AAAAAAAAAeM/SaGDEKp1UIc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-548729700761836223</id><published>2008-09-08T12:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T12:34:10.678-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathon.....NCIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SMVS9LjSE3I/AAAAAAAAAd0/NGNyZLbOiwk/s1600-h/WillowsAdventure+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243688552169083762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SMVS9LjSE3I/AAAAAAAAAd0/NGNyZLbOiwk/s320/WillowsAdventure+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;This is what happens when I get ignored!  Enough already with this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NCIS&lt;/span&gt; stuff.  It is an all day marathon on USA today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;First this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NCIS&lt;/span&gt; stuff then she messes up our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bloggy&lt;/span&gt;.  Enough already.  The house will come down, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;stuffies&lt;/span&gt; will be destroyed and food bowls will be tossed until this ends!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SMVS9J4_XpI/AAAAAAAAAd8/aS-A2Zc6jow/s1600-h/WillowsAdventure+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243688551723261586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SMVS9J4_XpI/AAAAAAAAAd8/aS-A2Zc6jow/s320/WillowsAdventure+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt; what's next????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;This is Willow signing out out for today.  Keep your paws crossed I don't get locked up for bad behavior!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-548729700761836223?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/548729700761836223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=548729700761836223&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/548729700761836223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/548729700761836223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/09/marathonncis.html' title='Marathon.....NCIS'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SMVS9LjSE3I/AAAAAAAAAd0/NGNyZLbOiwk/s72-c/WillowsAdventure+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-8879107115495457182</id><published>2008-09-06T23:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T23:36:06.837-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please forgive my mom!!! She was trying to play with our blog and messed it up. It is under construction. She is very mad at herself right now because she lost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; blog address. Please leave her a message to encourage her so she doesn't run away to an imaginary place called "Stars Hollow" or "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas"(oh wait that place is does &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;exist&lt;/span&gt;) or.....or.....or NEW MEXICO. Oh bother.....she usually goes to New Mexico when stressed. I have to get dad to work on this blog first thing in the morning we can't have her running off again!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Gotta run I see dad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-8879107115495457182?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8879107115495457182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=8879107115495457182&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8879107115495457182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8879107115495457182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-blog.html' title='My Blog'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-5279556186038968476</id><published>2008-09-05T10:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T10:42:20.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NCIS AND NEGLECT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NCIS&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SMFChYfddgI/AAAAAAAAAa4/IQ5wTrAZ9KA/s1600-h/Navy-NCIS-tv-21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242544582513489410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SMFChYfddgI/AAAAAAAAAa4/IQ5wTrAZ9KA/s320/Navy-NCIS-tv-21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Mommy has decided to just follow Flash and Peanut's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mommy's&lt;/span&gt; lead.  She is going to neglect everything, and I guess that means ME.......oh yeah and everyone else......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;She has started watching &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NCIS&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/strong&gt;She is only on season 2!!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ohhhh&lt;/span&gt; *dramatic sigh*  This is her favorite show!  She told me that Eureka is next.  Will the torture never end!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Do you all think this is because of my recent behavior?  Will someone please talk some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sense&lt;/span&gt; into her?  She is forgetting life is all about ME!!!!  Well I am off to pout.  I already &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sploded&lt;/span&gt; one stuffy during one episode so I am going to find another one for her next one!  teehee.....hahahaha.....serves her right!!!!!  Besides it wasn't MY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;stuffie&lt;/span&gt;, it was my girls and she should have known better......right......you all agree with me right????  RIGHT????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;oH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;boThEr&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Willow signing out for today.  I say let the pouting begin!!  Oh those 2 funny looking people in this picture are mommy's favorite charatcers from the show.  paaah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-5279556186038968476?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/5279556186038968476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=5279556186038968476&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/5279556186038968476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/5279556186038968476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/09/ncis-and-neglect.html' title='NCIS AND NEGLECT'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SMFChYfddgI/AAAAAAAAAa4/IQ5wTrAZ9KA/s72-c/Navy-NCIS-tv-21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-6869414854755643401</id><published>2008-09-03T08:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T08:36:10.709-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok.....I'm Back!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Wow is all I can say.  Those kids are brave.  The girl hasn't brought us any drama.....yet, but it is only the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; day!!!  The boy, well he didn't even let mom walk him in.   He just jumped out of the car and said "see ya after school mom!"  The stinker.....no seriously he is.....he stinks.....especially after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;blahball&lt;/span&gt;....oh but I think I am digressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; and I got to go bye-bye this morning for the school run.  We went and got gas and that is where it began.  Mom says it is never boring with me around.  Talk about the drama, she just doesn't get me.  It wasn't my fault I promise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;See Ty was eating a yummy pop-tart.  He wasn't sharing and I had to get in his personal space to get some.  In doing so I spilled Ally's drink from the day before all over Ty and his seat.  (Poor Ally is gonna get it for leaving it in the car)  So MOM being the hero that she is (&lt;strong&gt;you like that mom is this&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;helping my cause?&lt;/strong&gt;)  jumped in the car and started cleaning Ty and the mess.  It is not my fault Ty didn't want to go home and change, besides he wasn't that wet.  Next we are in the drop-off line at the school.  Mom's friend tells her that her gas cap is off!!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; she is horrified.  So the line isn't moving yet and she jumps out to close it (she &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; went in her pj's....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;teehee&lt;/span&gt;) and &lt;strong&gt;OUT&lt;/strong&gt; I jump then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt; Nope I wouldn't come back and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; followed.  Moms friends were rolling down their windows &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;harassing&lt;/span&gt; her.  Now for MY bad news.  Mommy said to me "Willow it looks like you and I have to go to school.   You just don't mind me when we are out and we need some training."  OH NO!!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Beasely&lt;/span&gt; help!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I hope the school year goes better than our 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; day.  Mom says between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;blahball&lt;/span&gt; and the morning drop-off I am 0 for 2.  I don't know what that means but I think it is bad.  All I know is that I didn't get a treat when I got home.  Now that was bad!!!!  We sure hope everyone is doing good.  We can't wait to read up on what everyone has been doing while we were gone.  A week really is a long time to be away from friends.  Now we have to run and catch up with all of you.  See you soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;This is Willow signing out from the Compound warning all of you NOT to jump out of cars unless told to do so!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-6869414854755643401?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/6869414854755643401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=6869414854755643401&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6869414854755643401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6869414854755643401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/09/okim-back.html' title='Ok.....I&apos;m Back!!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-1568844641931483550</id><published>2008-08-28T19:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T20:17:05.605-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking Thursday</title><content type='html'>I See that it has been a week since my last post. It has been a life time since we last spoke. Seriously. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hoomans&lt;/span&gt; are neglecting me.....help grandma help!!! Auntie Deb, Auntie Amy I need help! Can you believe it has been a week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so I have been thinking. Things have been crazy around my house. It is August. Does anyone know what that means? AUGUST = CRAZY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HOOMANS&lt;/span&gt;!!! Yes doctors appointments, dentists, eye doctors, hair cuts, new shoes coming into the house (tasty), the clothes....oh the clothes!!! Let's not forget about the crazy hours they keep. What is going ON??? Just when I think it is time to play they are off running to that "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;blahBALL&lt;/span&gt;"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally heard my mom say to my boy and girl "you better get used to getting up.....&lt;strong&gt;school&lt;/strong&gt; starts next week!" Holy CRAP.....SCHOOL....next week! Why didn't anyone tell me!!! Finally after months of sharing mommy we finally get her all to ourselves! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;! Let the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lovin&lt;/span&gt;' begin. &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Those of you with pups at your house know what I am talking about!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SLc6DLunyQI/AAAAAAAAAao/fLnUwM3yXJI/s1600-h/SSPX0397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239720517831215362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SLc6DLunyQI/AAAAAAAAAao/fLnUwM3yXJI/s320/SSPX0397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SLc6DiJTitI/AAAAAAAAAaw/D0NoN6PzZas/s1600-h/SSPX0473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239720523848714962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SLc6DiJTitI/AAAAAAAAAaw/D0NoN6PzZas/s320/SSPX0473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SLc6DiJTitI/AAAAAAAAAaw/D0NoN6PzZas/s1600-h/SSPX0473.jpg"&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is some major bonding/snuggling time with my guys! This is what I am talking about. This is my life, just the way I like it. Just another week and my life will be back to this. Whatever normal is.....do you think my mom will relax then? Nah I didn't think so either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am out of here. Off to dream of better days gone by when the loving was non-stop. Smooches to you all. Forgive us if we haven't made it to your blog. Also forgive us if we don't blog until Tuesday. We love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-1568844641931483550?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/1568844641931483550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=1568844641931483550&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/1568844641931483550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/1568844641931483550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/08/thinking-thursday.html' title='Thinking Thursday'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SLc6DLunyQI/AAAAAAAAAao/fLnUwM3yXJI/s72-c/SSPX0397.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-8040431143523280559</id><published>2008-08-23T01:01:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T02:06:44.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Rant" is on!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SK-nSCnA72I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/4OkDOnmEqsc/s1600-h/SSPX0293.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SK-nSG2skrI/AAAAAAAAAaY/lOAgNwPvTps/s1600-h/PLUS0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237588821174686386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SK-nSG2skrI/AAAAAAAAAaY/lOAgNwPvTps/s320/PLUS0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;So much to report about that my Dale mind just doesn't even know where to begin. Mommy always says it is best to start at the beginning......so I guess I could give it a try......each drama/tail will be in a different color of course!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HHHmmmm&lt;/span&gt; Where to begin...................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh my friends I never did tell you all about "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Blahball&lt;/span&gt;" practise the other night. Mommy braved it and took me!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;. Do I hear all my pals on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;DWB&lt;/span&gt; cheering me on!!! It started out so wonderful. I was a good girl.....sat by my mommy......chewed my hoof.....drank my water.......enjoyed my pats........slurped my boy. Yes it was good. Until.....3 little boys came running by....FAST. Now I am a shy girl when we are out. I didn't realize that mommy had to go talk to some crazy man (the coach) about Ty. When I looked up she was G-O-N-E!!! The panic set in and I took off. Just forget the fact that I was sitting with people that were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pawsome&lt;/span&gt; and they loved me. NO I wanted mommy. I took off like a crazy doggy with a lime green chair attached to me and ran across the field looking for my mommy.&lt;/em&gt; Took that crazy woman 2 times of me going around in circles........men chasing me and even my pup Ty getting me before she said "dear LORD &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ppplllleeeeaasssee&lt;/span&gt; tell me that isn't WILLOW!!!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;smartty&lt;/span&gt; pants kid said to her this is God and yes that is your dog running crazy out there.....get her NOW!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am now banned from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Blahball&lt;/span&gt; unless daddy takes me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;BooHissss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SK-nSIzikRI/AAAAAAAAAag/Synehw--nI0/s1600-h/WillowsAdventure+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237588821698318610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SK-nSIzikRI/AAAAAAAAAag/Synehw--nI0/s320/WillowsAdventure+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I must move on to the next subject. I want to know and be honest with me. Do I look like a Poodle? Seriously. I love poodles of all sizes! The 4Lads are some of my favorite guys. But I don't think I look the the Poodles that live in that gang. I know you are asking yourselves why am I bringing this up. WELL........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I GOT CALLED A POODLE AGAIN!!!! sigh....sigh... No offence to poodles. But really, I am an Airedale. Just I happen to be Black. sob sob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It is Friday night. I hear some of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;DWB&lt;/span&gt; guys are going to Vegas. Some are going on dates. Some are going to games. Some are protecting the borders of the world and our Wheelies! Even some of our Paw friends are home right now helping heal broken hearts. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kuddos&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SK-nR5l70eI/AAAAAAAAAaI/D7Ky7uCOHWg/s1600-h/SSPX0458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237588817614721506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SK-nR5l70eI/AAAAAAAAAaI/D7Ky7uCOHWg/s320/SSPX0458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now I do believe it is time for us ladies to get our wheelies and have a Tea Party! Oh yes I mean hats, gloves, costumes (optional), mommas and of course TEA. What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well everyone these darn thoughts just won't stop coming. Mommy says I should just go get in bed with daddy and sleep these thoughts away. She said I could be back to normal in the morning. NORMAL.....is there such a thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well this is mellow Willow signing out from the compound today. Keep your head held hi and let your eyes sparkle to all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-8040431143523280559?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8040431143523280559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=8040431143523280559&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8040431143523280559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8040431143523280559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/08/rant-is-on.html' title='The &quot;Rant&quot; is on!!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SK-nSG2skrI/AAAAAAAAAaY/lOAgNwPvTps/s72-c/PLUS0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-2297266568108964499</id><published>2008-08-21T10:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T11:18:44.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP PACO!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It has come to my attention that my mommy Apache has not released &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wheely&lt;/span&gt; Paco&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yet. He is still in Critical condition in Deming, New Mexico. Paco has NOT been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;AIRE&lt;/span&gt;-lifted to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Airedale Heaven Hospital&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yet like we all thought. This is a travesty!!! Our Wheelies may try to take over at times but we must support them anyway!! I love my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Malitta&lt;/span&gt;, when she is on her shelf!!! (oops)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Now I know my mommy Apache is tough but come on this can't happen any longer. MELITTA and I are calling for a release of Paco. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;WE NEED YOUR HELP!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;We ask that you would all visit Apaches Tribe blog and demand &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;PACO'S&lt;/span&gt; release!!! Now I warn all of you my mommy Apache can be VERY stubborn so she may need some convincing. However, I am sure we can all convince her it is the best thing for Paco.  Here is the blog address.  Beasely's mommy still hasn't been able to help my mommy with the short cut thing so sorry about the long-cut &lt;a href="http://apachestribe.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://apachestribe.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going to thank all of you in advance for you help in the release of Paco. Penny, Poppy &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Patchs&lt;/span&gt; are awaiting his arrival to help get him better. They are great nurses but can't put their skills to work until poor poor Paco gets there!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;This is Willow signing out from the compound today, warning all of you Wheelies to "watch" your wheels. Big Nose-Pokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-2297266568108964499?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/2297266568108964499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=2297266568108964499&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/2297266568108964499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/2297266568108964499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/08/help-paco.html' title='HELP PACO!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-6106035097195948160</id><published>2008-08-18T23:40:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T01:31:15.241-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Get ready for this!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SKpRfxxZltI/AAAAAAAAAZA/HGaP7XL-9D4/s1600-h/SSPX0520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236087123149952722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SKpRfxxZltI/AAAAAAAAAZA/HGaP7XL-9D4/s320/SSPX0520.jpg" 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; you all asked for a picture of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; naked. I also noticed that it was a few of our boy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;doggie&lt;/span&gt; friends that enquired about this the most. I thought I would consult mommy on this matter but I thought better of it and decided to do the deed anyway.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hahahahahahha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This is a picture of us after we got our gift from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Faya&lt;/span&gt;. We are trying on our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bandannas&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; is so hairy that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;barley&lt;/span&gt; fits. Notice those ears. They are terrible!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SKpNZKX0fuI/AAAAAAAAAYw/7lOEDnRV5Lc/s1600-h/SSPX0507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236082611447955170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SKpNZKX0fuI/AAAAAAAAAYw/7lOEDnRV5Lc/s320/SSPX0507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Picture 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;She is very fluffy and hairy here. Just look at those paws! Yuck!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SKpNEFaZqnI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ZTYRItwCq1o/s1600-h/SSPX0521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236082249339349618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SKpNEFaZqnI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ZTYRItwCq1o/s320/SSPX0521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Picture 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;She is pouting in this picture and won't hold her head up for us at all. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Sheeesh&lt;/span&gt; what a baby. I get this done all the time and I don't act like this. If you look closely you can see all the hair is gone. She has been scalped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SKpSmd3dfeI/AAAAAAAAAZI/wKt2vmQFldA/s1600-h/SSPX0547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236088337577377250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SKpSmd3dfeI/AAAAAAAAAZI/wKt2vmQFldA/s320/SSPX0547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Picture 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;She has had enough of me, Willow, following her around with dads picture cell phone. She is trying to hide from me in the crate. I am following her EVERYWHERE!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt; (now this is fun)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;We keep trying to tell her that it is for her own good. She is NOT buying it. Oh well....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;****************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;For those of you wondering what these bottles below are I will tell you. But please take a good look at them. We seem to have a problem around our group with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;fartin&lt;/span&gt;' paws! Now I don't have a problem with that. It (the fart) has saved me many a time. And.....when I don't have one available my boy Ty usually provides one for me on an emergency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;So my good pals Mr. T-Bone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Beasely&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Deetzy&lt;/span&gt; started bottling up their farts for REAL emergencies. We help each other out during those emergencies and send our "fart" bottles to one another so we can escape our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;pawrents&lt;/span&gt; to safety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;REASONS FOR FART BOTTLES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Just farting way to much and you get kicked out of your comfy home and you need a place to crash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;You get into some trouble and are put out for the night in the (Oh My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Dawg&lt;/span&gt;...)the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dawg&lt;/span&gt; house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Unlock a gate and go play at someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; house for the day and scare the folks. (this could call for a 3 fart bottle emergency for some of us)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;You eat your moms bible, favorite pair of shoes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Wheely&lt;/span&gt;, kitchen table or the wall. (we will all send you fart bottles ASAP to get you out of your house for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;every ones&lt;/span&gt; safety!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;pawrents&lt;/span&gt; take a vacation &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;without&lt;/span&gt; you. You are lonely and need a friend. We will take care of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;We understand that fart bottles will be needed for many things and the list will grow and grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Stay strong my friends. I will be passing these around to our friends. Let me know when you need them. We will send them for you. Right now our friend Howie needs them down in Texas. He is in Solitary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Confinement&lt;/span&gt; for.....being to "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;farty&lt;/span&gt;" yep you read it right. So mine are all loaded and ready to go to Howie. Good luck with this and may the "Farts" be with us!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;This is Willow farting out at the Compound tonight. Letting you all know that there is never anything wrong with farting. Yes even if you are a girl. We girls have to fart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;tooo&lt;/span&gt;. My mommy would like me to call it "fluffing" but since my boy friends call it farting I said " no way , not gonna happen I need to hang with the boys mom!!!" so any other girls with me!!!!!?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front of Fart Bottle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SKpMbAbA-2I/AAAAAAAAAYU/b6oHOYk3YsA/s1600-h/SSPX0510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236081543625112418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SKpMbAbA-2I/AAAAAAAAAYU/b6oHOYk3YsA/s320/SSPX0510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back of Fart Bottle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SKpTpz05pcI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/oyVsYNNlJxs/s1600-h/SSPX0511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236089494523454914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SKpTpz05pcI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/oyVsYNNlJxs/s320/SSPX0511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SKpTpz05pcI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/oyVsYNNlJxs/s1600-h/SSPX0511.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-6106035097195948160?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/6106035097195948160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=6106035097195948160&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6106035097195948160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6106035097195948160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/08/get-ready-for-this.html' title='Get ready for this!!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SKpRfxxZltI/AAAAAAAAAZA/HGaP7XL-9D4/s72-c/SSPX0520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-8006182693201515953</id><published>2008-08-18T16:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T16:58:42.614-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hrrmmph.</title><content type='html'>Ok so this is how my story goes.  I didn't get to go to the blahBALL practise last Friday.  I was not happy with my mommy.  I was ready and prepared to preform for the hoomans even though I couldn't play with the blahBALL's.  Do you know she had the nerve to smooch my nose, lock me up and say "not this time Willow it is too hot"!  Too hot?  No it wasn't!!!!  So I cried and cried and she just &lt;strong&gt;left &lt;/strong&gt;me there with Pilar and the cats!  So I pouted like any princess would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did have a good weekend, she made it up to me.  We pulled weeds, plucked stuff from that garden that I am no longer allowed in.  (Ok so I ate a few things, what's the big deal?)  I ran circles around everyone.  But still not one person played ball with me.  What is up with that???  I tried to entice Pilar to a game of ball but she stuck her nose in the air and went for a run.  However she went running in the wrong direction, &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;AGAIN, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;so she had to go back in the house.  teehee  Will she ever learn???  I as usual was wonderful (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;mom here....Willow so not true you don't always behave). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;   &lt;em&gt;Ahhh mom this is my blog I say things as I see it!!!  &lt;/em&gt;Anyway, we had a great weekend playing outside even though it didn't involve playing with balls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a new day and I am hopeful that my day will end with balls in it.   We are getting ready to take Ty to "blahBALL" practise.  Wish me luck that I actually get to go.  I will report tomorrow on my luck or lack of luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Willow signing out from the Compound.  Warning all of you to not trust those hoomans when they say you get to go bye-bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  My mommy gave Pilar a hair cut yesterday.  She is now naked.  I didn't realize that Cavaliers were supposed to be naked??  Anyway, Jackson do we need to send you the hair for your naked spot???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-8006182693201515953?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8006182693201515953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=8006182693201515953&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8006182693201515953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8006182693201515953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/08/hrrmmph.html' title='Hrrmmph.'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-4056039400612317313</id><published>2008-08-16T13:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T13:28:57.124-04:00</updated><title type='text'>VIOLETTE</title><content type='html'>Please go by George's Blog or Monty's at &lt;a href="http://survivalofthefurriest.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://survivalofthefurriest.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; Blog. (Sorry I am not good at this short cut thing.)&lt;br /&gt;Today we are all remembering Violette, Monty's baby girl who died this week from a fall. Today is her funeral and her family is so very sad. You will see that a lot of us are using the color violet in remembrance of this precious little girl.&lt;br /&gt;We are sending all kinds of prayers her  family's way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Willow, signing out from the Compound today with a heavy heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-4056039400612317313?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/4056039400612317313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=4056039400612317313&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/4056039400612317313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/4056039400612317313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/08/violette.html' title='VIOLETTE'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-3666792861674219611</id><published>2008-08-14T21:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T22:24:01.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FootBALL and me!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SKTn6dzz0LI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Ebqwh1-_-UA/s1600-h/SSPX0368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234563658531721394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SKTn6dzz0LI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Ebqwh1-_-UA/s320/SSPX0368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Guess what! Mommy asked me "Willow do you want to go to football practise?" All I heard was&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; blah blah blah BALL blah blah blah&lt;/span&gt;!!! So I grabbed my water, dish and leash. I beat everyone to the door. All I could think about was the BALL. It was a short drive and I was a bit confused because we were at my boys SCHOOL????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;So there we were surrounded by a bajillion boys! BOYS!! I was not expecting this. I don't remember hearing boys with that ball question. Anyway, it was "draft" day so we found out who Ty's coach was. Boys and balls and hoomans were all going in a trajillion directions. My eyes were going well cross eyed. I looked at mom and said "WHERE ARE THE BALLS??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Finally, there were the balls. I saw them and boy was I excited. I took off after one and didn't realize that mom was connected to me. No it wasn't good *sigh* seriously not good. All I could think about were those balls and it took all she had to stay on her two feet. But I still say it wasn't my fault those boys were throwing them and hey it is a ball and my job to get them......RIGHT?!$#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;So off to the practise field we went to watch our boy. Oh I wanted to go play soooo bad but I couldn't. &lt;strong&gt;But I did do what us girls do best......&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;socialize&lt;/strong&gt;! Yep I met a V-E-T!!! His son is on Ty's team. The little kids were actually nice and didn't poke me. The teenage girls loved on me and so did the other mommies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;OH MY DAWG you will never believe what I saw. A dog. Yes a real dog!!! Ok I saw 2 real dogs. Ok ok I live with Pilar but she doesn't count. I just couldn't believe my eyes and nose! One was a lab like Pee Wee but he was brown. The other was a Black Bouvier called Rufus. I almost fainted but mom said to stop with the drama already. (Talk about drama sheeeesh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You would think that mom would have taken pictures with her cell phone but she was too busy chatting with all the other moms and was not interested in me. Imagine that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SKTn6i7LrWI/AAAAAAAAAX4/lKQ2xMVYh9E/s1600-h/SSPX0455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234563659904822626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SKTn6i7LrWI/AAAAAAAAAX4/lKQ2xMVYh9E/s320/SSPX0455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well that was my day. I have decided that football practise is not for me. It is hot, boring and I don't get to play with balls. I would rather stay home and chew my cow hoof. That is more exciting than watching the balls go by. I......am a join in kind of girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;This is Willow signing out from the Compound warning ALL of you to listen carefully to what your pawrents say. The hooman words can be tricky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-3666792861674219611?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/3666792861674219611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=3666792861674219611&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/3666792861674219611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/3666792861674219611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/08/football-and-me.html' title='FootBALL and me!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SKTn6dzz0LI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Ebqwh1-_-UA/s72-c/SSPX0368.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-7400854008833963550</id><published>2008-08-10T02:54:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:39:10.388-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THANKS for your support!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJ6TlQiB1vI/AAAAAAAAAWg/lAQwsDjfGTM/s1600-h/100_6197_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232782085353232114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJ6TlQiB1vI/AAAAAAAAAWg/lAQwsDjfGTM/s320/100_6197_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daisy,Ally,Isaac,Ty and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Blu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello my friends both 2 pawed and 4 pawed. We just couldn't have done it without all of you. Everyone was so great while my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hooman&lt;/span&gt; family went away.....FAR away out west to see my 4 pawed mommy. Not to mention they all cheated on me with all those doggies. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;*Oh Willow this is not how we write a thank you post. I think you can take your complaint up with me after we post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; love!*&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;So sorry about that my friends, we are just glad they are home safe and sound. Not to mention they did bring gifts! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;. Of course G-ma sent the gifts so she is the best. I am still mad at momma Apache for trying to still my kids. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*WILLOW &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that is not what we are writing about.....focus, ya know like a camera. ya know like the one we don't have yet* &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry mom I will get back on track here. So a big thanks especially goes out to the 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pgirls&lt;/span&gt;, M&amp;amp;M siblings, Eduardo,Clover, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Deetz&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Griffendales&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Beasely&lt;/span&gt;. If I forgot your name in here just bite my human she is just going so slow. Yep she forgot someone I just know it. For good measure everyone I am just going to bite her, it's settled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;We love you all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Willow and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Warning read below this line at your own risk!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;**********************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so we were not that good while mommy was gone. Yep we did some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;reaalllly&lt;/span&gt; bad things. So I thought I would share a few of them with you all. I am looking for some support . I just hope &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; and I are not the ONLY pups in the world who do these things. So here it goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#660000;"&gt;We opened our crates a few times and escaped. Truth is I,Willow, opened the crates and we ran &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;amuck&lt;/span&gt; throughout the house for the day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; made her usual kind of mess but I went and snuggled down in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;pawrents&lt;/span&gt; bed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#660000;"&gt;I kept sneaking out of our back gate. It seems I have a talent for reaching over the gate and opening the latch. I am a fast learner what can I say. Yep trouble was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;brewin&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#660000;"&gt;I wouldn't listen to dad about a.......skunk....it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;scawry&lt;/span&gt;. I thought all living &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;cweatures&lt;/span&gt; awe our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;fwiends&lt;/span&gt;. Boy was I wrong. Not only did I smell bad but it broke my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#660000;"&gt;Burrs!! Yep I have managed to really make my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hoomans&lt;/span&gt; mad about those silly things. I was just chasing some silly little critter into a hole. I guess I have had them for a couple of weeks dad said. But he did try to get them out. (not a happy mommy) I was promptly told to stay away from that nasty beast. &lt;em&gt;SIGH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#660000;"&gt;I am ashamed to say but...I did a little counter surfing when they were gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; just kept pee peeing everywhere. She thought our green carpet was the grass. Boy is mommy mad!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;So we thought we would make up for our badness and help mom out with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;bloggin&lt;/span&gt;. We know she has to catch up with so many of our friends. So we got busy, put on the proper secretary outfits and got busy. We hope we got all of you. Mom says she thinks we missed a few so it looks like we are back at the keyboard tomorrow. As you can see in the pictures, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; is a much better typist than I am. I am a much better dictator. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;teehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJ6Tl2uxAfI/AAAAAAAAAW4/vj9zHdqnifk/s1600-h/SSPX0477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232782095607202290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJ6Tl2uxAfI/AAAAAAAAAW4/vj9zHdqnifk/s320/SSPX0477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJ6TlQiB1vI/AAAAAAAAAWg/lAQwsDjfGTM/s1600-h/100_6197_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJ6TmCK6prI/AAAAAAAAAXA/qS90U9L-EqQ/s1600-h/SSPX0453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232782098678064818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJ6TmCK6prI/AAAAAAAAAXA/qS90U9L-EqQ/s320/SSPX0453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJ6TlQiB1vI/AAAAAAAAAWg/lAQwsDjfGTM/s1600-h/100_6197_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe how hard we are working?? We think it is time for a cookie break.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJ6TmCK6prI/AAAAAAAAAXA/qS90U9L-EqQ/s1600-h/SSPX0453.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJ6TmCK6prI/AAAAAAAAAXA/qS90U9L-EqQ/s1600-h/SSPX0453.jpg"&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJ6TljhUx5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/BugZYfaWspA/s1600-h/SSPX0451.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;This is a picture of me and daddy. No matter how much trouble I got into during the day he was always there to make it better for me when he got home. I have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; daddy in the whole world. Can you see how much he loves me? We did this a lot while &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJ6TmCK6prI/AAAAAAAAAXA/qS90U9L-EqQ/s1600-h/SSPX0453.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mommy was gone. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt; for me!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJ6TlW5JDEI/AAAAAAAAAWo/iIdVMFwN0nc/s1600-h/SSPX0397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232782087060786242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJ6TlW5JDEI/AAAAAAAAAWo/iIdVMFwN0nc/s320/SSPX0397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well this is Willow signing out for today. It is time for us to snuggle down for the night. Who know maybe mom might get some sleep!!! Tail wags to you all. Big smooches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-7400854008833963550?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/7400854008833963550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=7400854008833963550&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7400854008833963550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7400854008833963550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/08/thanks-for-your-support.html' title='THANKS for your support!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJ6TlQiB1vI/AAAAAAAAAWg/lAQwsDjfGTM/s72-c/100_6197_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-7378530868779602149</id><published>2008-08-08T12:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T13:16:21.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJx5pJUTlJI/AAAAAAAAAVg/nm3Htl7971o/s1600-h/SSPX0497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232190614880359570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJx5pJUTlJI/AAAAAAAAAVg/nm3Htl7971o/s320/SSPX0497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Finally....... my family is home!!!!  So now I can finally show all of you my wonderful gift that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Faya&lt;/span&gt; sent me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;She sent me the "PIG", puppy treats, a cool stuffy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;froggy&lt;/span&gt; ball and these cool hat scarfs!!!  Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Faya&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJx5pSaPP6I/AAAAAAAAAVo/jGWYLyQEN6U/s1600-h/SSPX0493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232190617321160610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJx5pSaPP6I/AAAAAAAAAVo/jGWYLyQEN6U/s320/SSPX0493.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;This is a picture of me and Ally with a box of all our cool stuff from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Faya&lt;/span&gt;!  Due to no camera.....hint hint dad.  It is a little blurry.  But I think you can see the booty we got!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJx5pQsBVCI/AAAAAAAAAV4/f__pZ6SoO5Y/s1600-h/SSPX0486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232190616858874914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJx5pQsBVCI/AAAAAAAAAV4/f__pZ6SoO5Y/s320/SSPX0486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Here is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; admiring MY pig.  Hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; don't get any ideas it is MY PIGGY!!!!   Did you all know that this piggy makes a really cool noise.  Dad said it sounds like a deer call!  He better not get any ideas about my piggy either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Well all is good in my world now that my family is home.  I am content.  I got to wake everyone at 7AM.  Mom wasn't to happy about it but I just needed to let her know that she was home with ME.   I had lots to tell her about my life while she was gone.  We will share all of it with  you!!!!  Until later my pawed friends!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;This is Willow signing out from the compound advising you all to keep your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hoomans&lt;/span&gt; close and your piggy's closer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJx5pQsBVCI/AAAAAAAAAV4/f__pZ6SoO5Y/s1600-h/SSPX0486.jpg"&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;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJx5pVlKgpI/AAAAAAAAAVw/t1K0_1_f94k/s1600-h/SSPX0479.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-7378530868779602149?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/7378530868779602149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=7378530868779602149&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7378530868779602149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7378530868779602149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJx5pJUTlJI/AAAAAAAAAVg/nm3Htl7971o/s72-c/SSPX0497.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-8456612201364349596</id><published>2008-08-05T01:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T01:19:37.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;My mommy is still on vacation.  Do you ever think she will come home?  It has almost been 3 weeks.  Thanks to everyone who keeps coming by to check on me.  Thanks for NOT being like my hoomans and bailing on my.  I seriously am going to make their lives miserable when they get home.  No lovin' for them.  I think I am going to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;POUT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;as long as I can.  That should teach them a lesson!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-size:24px;"&gt;This is Willow from the hoomanless compound signing out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-8456612201364349596?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8456612201364349596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=8456612201364349596&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8456612201364349596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8456612201364349596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/08/hmmmm.html' title='Hmmmm'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-4456463102923027636</id><published>2008-08-01T19:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T20:30:39.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Cracker Jack Griffendale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Hi everyone!  Today I am writing about my friend Cracker Jack from the Griffendale's.  Most of you know the Griffendales because they have 3 dales that live at their house.  Their mommy and daddy helped out with the special dog "Sierra" by getting her to her new home.&lt;br /&gt;Well....Mr. Cracker Jack had to have surgery today.   He is a very loving, active, playful handsome Airedale.  In saying that I will let mommy tell you what happened cuz I just don't get it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;*Mommy here, quick over view.  Jack Jack was under foot in the kitchen after dinner.  A corn cob was dropped and he ate it before anyone could grab it.   He just wouldn't give it up so off to the doctor he went.  He had surgery and is recovering well.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Thanks mommy I get it now.  His sister Lola Belle told me he was very bwave and didn't know what the big deal was.  He just thought that was one more thing for him to chew on.  He is such a wild and crazy guy.  He is the house clown!!  When Lola Belle called me I was scared becauwse she was bawking and bawking.  She had to stay behind with Roy and boy was she mad!!!&lt;br /&gt;Today is a better day at the Griffendale's.  Jack Jack's surgery went good and he is at the hospital.  We are sure he is getting lots of smooches from the staff.  How could they resist him!!! &lt;br /&gt;We are asking all our bloggy pals to send love and aire prayers to Jack Jack &amp;amp; his hoomans.  They sure could use them right now.  Please please don't forget to pray for Jackson.  He still needs all your prayers too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Willow signing out for today.  Love to all of you and be safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-4456463102923027636?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/4456463102923027636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=4456463102923027636&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/4456463102923027636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/4456463102923027636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/08/mr-cracker-jack-griffendale.html' title='Mr Cracker Jack Griffendale'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-4367518160723654423</id><published>2008-07-30T14:11:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T14:30:32.085-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MISSING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJCw8NMKaQI/AAAAAAAAAT4/fKzn4xE98nQ/s1600-h/100_6086.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;THESE PHOTOS JUST SENT TO US VIA LIVE SATELLITE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJCw9ow2p1I/AAAAAAAAAUY/pLSz7dFzEq8/s320/100_6072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228873740337981266" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                   Hiding in the home of some unsuspecting doggies!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tsk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJCw9PV6v3I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/eD-QTHa2C3Y/s320/100_6078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228873733514116978" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Run pink bear run!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJCw8NMKaQI/AAAAAAAAAT4/fKzn4xE98nQ/s320/100_6086.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228873715756460290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She won over the cookie bear!&lt;/div&gt;  She thought this was a Poodle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stuffie&lt;/span&gt;.  Boy was she shocked when she found out it was Alive!&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJCw8U9Cv1I/AAAAAAAAAUA/ySyQvUyOYQg/s320/100_6084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228873717840527186" /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:72.0pt;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;               MISSING&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;MELITTA THE WHEELIE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;: &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;BLACK AIREDALE WHEELIE WITH BROWN AROUND HER FACE!!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;VERY INDEPENDENT, TALKS YOUR EAR OFF AND WON’T TAKE A VERBAL BREAK!!!.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;REPORTED BY THE &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;DESERT PUPS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; TO LAST HAVE BEEN SEEN WITH &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:green;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;HECTOR AND G.I&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:green;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;JOE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; HEADING TO &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:green;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;GILBERTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; FOR INSTRUCTIONS ON SOME REVOLT.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;MELITTA IS A FREE SPIRIT.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;WE AT OUR COMPOUND FEEL SHE IS OUT TO RALLY AS MANY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;STUFFIES&lt;/span&gt; AND WHEELIES AS POSSIBLE FOR THEIR “CAUSE.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;SHE MUST BE STOPPED!!!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;THERE WILL BE A REWARD!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;YES YOU READ IT RIGHT A REWARD!!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;WHEN WE GET HER BACK SAFE AND SOUND WE WILL SEND THE PAWED ONE WHO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;FINDES&lt;/span&gt; HER: PUP, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;“&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;TORRIS&lt;/span&gt; TASTY DOG TREATS” FROM &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;GAIA&lt;/span&gt;’&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;S HOUSE. THE KITTY SOME, KITTY “CAT-NIP”,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;HAMMIE&lt;/span&gt;”WHATEVER &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;HAMMIES&lt;/span&gt; LIKE”!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOW OFF TO SEARCH FOR &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;MELITTA&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I THINK I MAY START AT &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:aqua;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;PENNY,POPPY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; AND &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:aqua;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;PATCHS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;THEY ALWAYS GO TO WHERE THEY CAME FROM!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;THIS IS WILLOW SIGNING OUT FROM THE COMPOUND.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;WARNING ALL OF YOU TO WATCH EACH OTHERS TAILS.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-4367518160723654423?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/4367518160723654423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=4367518160723654423&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/4367518160723654423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/4367518160723654423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/07/missing.html' title='MISSING'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SJCw9ow2p1I/AAAAAAAAAUY/pLSz7dFzEq8/s72-c/100_6072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-1370870703158226559</id><published>2008-07-28T14:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T15:38:05.581-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up with this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;What the crap is this?  Can you believe it?  First they are snuggling together and NOW they are sleeping together.  This just isn't right.  I call &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;airefoul&lt;/span&gt;!!  Now, I don't do this to any other 4 pawed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hoomans&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, not intentionally anyway.  I may snuggle with them but this.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;THis&lt;/span&gt; ......THIS is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pawrageous&lt;/span&gt;!!!!  This is no light sleep either my friends.  Look at my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mamma&lt;/span&gt; Apache carefully.  She has the roaching position but is sound asleep.   Do you see her touching my girl with her foot?  I can't look anymore....... let's move on and see what my boy is doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SI4Tk2LHSMI/AAAAAAAAATY/h9pT52eS-5U/s1600-h/100_6043.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; " src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SI4Tk2LHSMI/AAAAAAAAATY/h9pT52eS-5U/s320/100_6043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228137741162072258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I just can't seem to win here!  This is Milo the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Aire&lt;/span&gt; puppy.  He seems to like my boy.    Would you look at those ears?  I found out that Ty gave him a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;treat&lt;/span&gt; and this is how he thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hoomans&lt;/span&gt; for treats!  Thank goodness he found a home and is going to be flying those friendly skies tomorrow!!!  One puppy down at grandmas!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SI4TldqRY2I/AAAAAAAAATg/BKOtQ4r5kpE/s1600-h/100_5973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SI4TldqRY2I/AAAAAAAAATg/BKOtQ4r5kpE/s320/100_5973.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228137751761740642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back at the home front, dad picked some vegetables from our garden that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sploded&lt;/span&gt;.  In case you are all wondering, yes I have been getting to eat some of them.  They are really good.  My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pawrents&lt;/span&gt; made such a big garden they forgot what they planted.  Silly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hoomans&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SI4TllpTiiI/AAAAAAAAATo/Y-300EJVvvY/s320/SSPX0512.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228137753905170978" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO, this is Willow signing out from the compound.  Warning all of you to go with your kids when they go to grandma's.  They cheat on you with grandma's 4 pawed ones and that's just crap!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-1370870703158226559?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/1370870703158226559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=1370870703158226559&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/1370870703158226559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/1370870703158226559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/07/whats-up-with-this.html' title='What&apos;s up with this?'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SI4Tk2LHSMI/AAAAAAAAATY/h9pT52eS-5U/s72-c/100_6043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-5280543974272811779</id><published>2008-07-22T18:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T19:43:55.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Sierra!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;                                                                     SIERRA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SIZkisgFl_I/AAAAAAAAATI/8ow1aeclq1s/s320/100_5935.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225974964834113522" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi everyone, Willow here.  I have decided to take a day off from my whining and complaining about my family being gone.  I decided I would take a day off from feeling neglected.  Why you ask?  I am doing this so I can share my story about my cousin Sierra with all of you.  Now if you have been over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Beasely's&lt;/span&gt; Blog you have already heard about Sierra.  If not then let me introduce you.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sierra is a 7 month old Rare Black Airedale that resides at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tenkiller&lt;/span&gt; Airedale Kennels.  She is very sweet and loves to help out all those she lives with.  My grandma got a call one day from a lady named Allison saying she needed a worker dog because her dog just died.  She told my grandma her story of growing up in an orphanage, living in a dirty environment and getting Polio.   This is one nasty disease my friends.  I sure am glad we fur kids can't get it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Allison had a post-polio status for many years.  She grew up to live a fairly normal life, married,raised children, volunteered with autistic children and children in crisis.  These are just some of the volunteer work she has done in her lifetime.   All I do is volunteer my poops to my boy, slurps to my mommy and whining to dad.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Allison is now 54 years old and became sick with her Polio again.  She no longer can walk or work or do the things she once did.   When she reached out for help in the community that she helped for so long she got NO help.  So my grandma donated Sierra to her and another kind lady who trains worker dogs has volunteered her time to train Sierra.   If I could I would bite me some people, but instead we are going to help her.  We at our house are giving up a month of treats and toys.  Mom says we are kinda spoiled and can go without for a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Sierra and Allison need to be together as soon as possible.  We are trying to raise funds for the flight, the spaying and training materials.  Sierra will be flying from El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Paso&lt;/span&gt;, Texas to Maine.  We know times are hard for everyone so any little bit can help these two out!  Thanks fur pals for reading about Sierra and Allison.  I am sure they will keep us up to date on their status or Apache will.    If you can help out please contact my human at cactusbird70@comcast.net.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;This is Willow signing out from the lonely Compound.  Don't worry I will be back to feeling sorry for myself tomorrow.  I still say no to the puppy.  My mom said something about a Red one.  She scares me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;                                            Sierra and Pita hanging out at the fence.  Sierra is telling Pita about the big trip she is going to take.   She was enquiring about a map!  Sierra wants to know what it is like in Maine.  Being that she was born in the desert she is a little worried.  After all...... I was born in the desert and now live in the Midwest.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ummmm&lt;/span&gt; is that the same thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SIZkiy4oqoI/AAAAAAAAATQ/wkEXNe2koV0/s320/100_5942.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225974966547688066" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-5280543974272811779?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/5280543974272811779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=5280543974272811779&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/5280543974272811779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/5280543974272811779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/07/meet-sierra.html' title='Meet Sierra!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SIZkisgFl_I/AAAAAAAAATI/8ow1aeclq1s/s72-c/100_5935.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-3008741512139953717</id><published>2008-07-21T02:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T03:13:36.134-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SIQyv_S_JQI/AAAAAAAAAS4/4MfxaJ37QS0/s320/100_5928.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225357267682927874" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;This is a picture of my fur mommy and my girl Ally.  I guess it didn't take her long to find a replacement for me!!!&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;OK so what if she looks like me Ally..... she is my fur mom after all.  Don't let her fool you.  I am a lot sweeter!!!  Do NOT bring her home!!  Or any other dog/puppy for that matter.  Dad says NOPE, NOPE, NOPE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SIQywE1rn8I/AAAAAAAAATA/Z7IIlfQxNms/s320/100_5929.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225357269170626498" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;LOOK now mama Apache is trying to take over Ty!!!  Oh, this just can't be happening to ME!!!!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;AND...... now i hear my sister Jazzy wants to take Ty to her house!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grrrr&lt;/span&gt;,  Dale Snaps what is a girl to do???  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-size: 24px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-size: 24px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Beasely&lt;/span&gt; if you happen to see my mom while she is out there you have to help me out buddy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't let her bring home a puppy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remind her that life really is all about me!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Look at her with those "Dale" eyes and say "remember these....Willow's are waiting for you at home!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then get tough and say "ADMIT IT LADY YOUR LIFE WOULD SUCK WITHOUT ME HER!!!  NOW GO HOME!!!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;SO ENOUGH RANTING.  THANK YOU ALL FOR HELPING ME WITH THIS STRESSFUL TIME.  I WILL BE HERE DAY OR NIGHT  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANYTIME&lt;/span&gt; TO HELP YOU OUT WHEN YOU NEED IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-size: 24px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-size: 24px; font-style: italic;"&gt;I GUESS IT WILL BE WHAT IT WILL BE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-size: 24px; font-style: italic;"&gt;LOVE TO ALL OF YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-size: 24px; font-style: italic;"&gt;WILLOW AND THE GANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-3008741512139953717?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/3008741512139953717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=3008741512139953717&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/3008741512139953717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/3008741512139953717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-picture-of-my-fur-mommy-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SIQyv_S_JQI/AAAAAAAAAS4/4MfxaJ37QS0/s72-c/100_5928.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-2680178870892364091</id><published>2008-07-19T17:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T17:23:03.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OH NO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SIJWhQZz0zI/AAAAAAAAASg/usmxZVhZDVQ/s1600-h/100_5923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SIJWhQZz0zI/AAAAAAAAASg/usmxZVhZDVQ/s320/100_5923.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224833647042089778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SIJWhnnqo_I/AAAAAAAAASo/YyWvamW0T5o/s1600-h/100_5924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SIJWhnnqo_I/AAAAAAAAASo/YyWvamW0T5o/s320/100_5924.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224833653274223602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;DO YOU ALL SEE THIS????  That is MY boy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hangin&lt;/span&gt;' with those puppies.  Rumor has it he has been running and playing with them too!  Not good my friends not good!!  What about ME &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;?  Yes I said it.  What about me???  I am just as cute as those puppies.   I even mind better!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-size: 18px;"&gt;I heard those puppies were bad bad bad kids today!  They had Ty and mom running in circles.  They (all 8) got a tarp, tore it up, then got caught up in it.  Mom tried to get them out and as soon as she got one out that pup would turn around and get right back in it!!!!  My boy just stood back and laughed at this scene.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;teehee&lt;/span&gt;  But mom got him back by making him pick up lots of puppy poop!!!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;teeeeheeee&lt;/span&gt;  He hates this job!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-size: 18px;"&gt; Then the puppies managed to get into the shed, they are magicians, and went shopping!!!  They came out with all sorts of stuff.  Again, mommy was on the chase trying to get the stuff from them.  The ONLY one that minds her is Pita.  She and Pita bonded last time she was here.  (She bottle fed Pita for those 3 weeks)  Mom said she would bring Pita home but me and dad said NO NO NO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-size: 18px;"&gt;So I guess I could say I am lonely for my mom and kids!  It doesn't look like they miss me very much.  George how did you do it?  Maybe I should just sneak out and go to your house since you live the closest to me.  I could hitch a ride up to your house....it's only a few hours away right!!!!  Your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pawrents&lt;/span&gt; would love on me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-size: 18px;"&gt;The good news!  Yes there is some.  Grandma bought me a present, I hope one of many she will send home with my pups.  My friend Sarah comes over everyday in the afternoon and my other grandma comes over for a few hours in the morning everyday.   So all is good in the loving department!  Well I am off to nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-size: 18px;"&gt;This is Willow signing out from the Compound today!  No words of advice today!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-2680178870892364091?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/2680178870892364091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=2680178870892364091&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/2680178870892364091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/2680178870892364091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-no.html' title='OH NO!!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SIJWhQZz0zI/AAAAAAAAASg/usmxZVhZDVQ/s72-c/100_5923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-7376965197080414995</id><published>2008-07-18T10:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T10:20:53.285-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone.....With DAD!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Well they left yesterday!  I tried to get into the suit cases but I had NO luck!  Mommy kept making me get out.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; and I both had picked one but alas....it was a no go for both of us!!!  I am telling all of you right now!!!!  It was the longest, yes longest day of my life! :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They left the house by 6AM  did you read that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pawfriends&lt;/span&gt; 6AM.  Nobody in house every gets up that early.  EVER!!  I tried to get in the truck when they were loading but again that didn't work.  So I got lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lovin&lt;/span&gt;' and a good treat (one of the good ones that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Faya&lt;/span&gt; sent me) then they left.  Just like that.  They said "Bye &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt;, Bye Willow, we love you see you in a few weeks."  Like we were nothing!!  Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Beasely&lt;/span&gt; if I had those fart bottles from you and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Deetz&lt;/span&gt; I would be gone, out of here, fly the coop, hit the road and everything else!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note.  My favorite friend Sarah (who really LOVES me) came over when she got off work and hung out with me(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; us)*sigh*.    She did tell me that mommy asked her to come over everyday to hang with "us" (ME) while they were gone.   Daddy gets home late and that worried both mommy and daddy.  They know how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sensitive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt;(me) is.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; and grandma comes over during the day to see us too.  But nobody will be taking us to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;McDonald's&lt;/span&gt; or for car rides!!!  There is just something wrong in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom told dad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;last night&lt;/span&gt; that a small toy poodle was on their flight to New Mexico.  My kids wanted to know why I couldn't have MY own seat on the plane and how come only little dogs get to ride top side.  Now that's what I am talking about.  Yeah pups!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will end my sadness here!  Wish us all luck.  Remember not to let your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hoomans&lt;/span&gt; get to far away and that guilt DOES work.  This is Willow signing out!&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/4806360914500063469-7376965197080414995?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/7376965197080414995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=7376965197080414995&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7376965197080414995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7376965197080414995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/07/home-alonewith-dad.html' title='Home Alone.....With DAD!!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-5555752998185449486</id><published>2008-07-16T09:47:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T11:10:00.732-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Melitta's FIRST Wheel Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SH380GzcalI/AAAAAAAAASQ/s88Q3D0K7bc/s1600-h/WheelieWednesday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223609114929424978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SH380GzcalI/AAAAAAAAASQ/s88Q3D0K7bc/s320/WheelieWednesday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223609119079269362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SH380WQ2A_I/AAAAAAAAASY/1BZMyVN87jQ/s320/7-10+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Happy Wednesday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everypaw&lt;/span&gt;! I am so very excited that today is my VERY first day to post. I saw that my mom introduced me yesterday. I wish she wouldn't have. I wanted to be the first to let you all know I was here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Mom hasn't got the camera out and started snapping pictures yet. I seem to have come at a time when there is a lot of commotion going on in this house!! Everyone is running crazy. The statue of Sadie told me it is always like this but it is worse now because they are going on something called a vacation to grandma's! I am not sure what this means for me. **Note I must talk to Statue Sadie later about this** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;I miss all my pals at Penny, Poppy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Patch's&lt;/span&gt; house. There were so many of us coming to life at the same time. Then of course there were the ones there to greet us with smiles and slurps in the cabinet! Great times....great times!!!! THEN....the next thing I new I was on a plane (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; so it was 1st class) to Michigan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;As you all know my name is &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Melitta! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Did Willow or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; ever share with all of you how much my mom LOVES coffee. Well I was named after Melitta &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bentz&lt;/span&gt; who in 1908 in her house in Germany invented one of the 1st coffee filters. She wanted a better tasting coffee so she invented the cone filter!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Yep we here at the "compound" as they call it, admit mom is coffee nuts!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;So coffee drinkers when you go to buy your cone filters.....now you know the rest of the story!!! Hey at least she didn't name me Starbucks or "Paul &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Anka&lt;/span&gt;" like the dog in Gilmore Girls!!!! Talk about digressing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Well all I can say is let the adventures begin. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ummm&lt;/span&gt; do I have to do the agility stuff like Hector does??? Or do I act like a lady like Autumn and Amber? What does a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Wheely&lt;/span&gt; do on Wednesdays? Until next Wednesday.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Melitta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SH38McNiiuI/AAAAAAAAASA/fk03e4UZO9E/s1600-h/WheelieWednesday.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SH38McNiiuI/AAAAAAAAASA/fk03e4UZO9E/s1600-h/WheelieWednesday.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SH38McNiiuI/AAAAAAAAASA/fk03e4UZO9E/s1600-h/WheelieWednesday.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SH38MjC4l3I/AAAAAAAAASI/42kKbBDt9hQ/s1600-h/7-10+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-5555752998185449486?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/5555752998185449486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=5555752998185449486&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/5555752998185449486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/5555752998185449486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/07/melittas-first-wheel-wednesday.html' title='Melitta&apos;s FIRST Wheel Wednesday!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SH380GzcalI/AAAAAAAAASQ/s88Q3D0K7bc/s72-c/WheelieWednesday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-7039432000054010989</id><published>2008-07-14T13:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T14:04:21.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Melitta!!</title><content type='html'>PLEASE MEET OUR WHEELIE &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;MELITTA&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Melitta&lt;/span&gt; is the creation of Penny, Poppy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Patchs&lt;/span&gt;' mommy Lana!  Isn't she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;boootiful&lt;/span&gt;??  She was made with loving hands and is just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pawsome&lt;/span&gt;!!!  Yes she was made to look like me but she has a different name.  We didn't want everyone to get confused since we look so much alike.   She even has a birth certificate.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She came today by special delivery.  No not by the 3P's , I wish.  My under &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;appreciated&lt;/span&gt; mail lady brought her to my door.  Yes MY DOOR!  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hooman&lt;/span&gt; pups tried to help open the package but mom said (in her mom voice) "back off dudes....now!!!"  She meant me too.  She was serious about this mini-me.  NO TOUCHY!!!  We got to look but not touch!  Now I don't know about the rest of you but I find something seriously wrong with that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Melitta&lt;/span&gt; has a special place on the hutch next to the statue of our beloved &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sadie&lt;/span&gt; who is now at the Rainbow Bridge.   Mom says it is only temporary then they are both getting moved to a safer place.  What's up with that.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So here she is!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHuQnsfVbJI/AAAAAAAAARg/YH4MzNEPBAA/s1600-h/7-10+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222927204498107538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHuQnsfVbJI/AAAAAAAAARg/YH4MzNEPBAA/s320/7-10+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHuQnsfVbJI/AAAAAAAAARg/YH4MzNEPBAA/s1600-h/7-10+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look she even has the red/brown in her face too!  Look at those perfect ears!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHuQnwB5lUI/AAAAAAAAARo/LgMn3rDqrN8/s1600-h/7-10+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222927205448389954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHuQnwB5lUI/AAAAAAAAARo/LgMn3rDqrN8/s320/7-10+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mom says she has my sweet eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHuQMvmspFI/AAAAAAAAARY/kIT-Z7DhARg/s1600-h/7-10+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222926741477827666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHuQMvmspFI/AAAAAAAAARY/kIT-Z7DhARg/s320/7-10+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Great wheels!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHuQMAZknOI/AAAAAAAAARQ/cOtbLtmiKYo/s1600-h/7-10+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222926728806309090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHuQMAZknOI/AAAAAAAAARQ/cOtbLtmiKYo/s320/7-10+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The white is in the right spot!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well this is about all the excitement we can handle today.   Mom is trying to get us packed for our trip out west to Apaches Tribe.  I just hope she can put &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Melitta&lt;/span&gt; down long enough to give some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lovin&lt;/span&gt;' to me before she goes!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Well this is Willow reporting in from the Compound.  Reminding you all that summers really aren't fun because the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hoomans&lt;/span&gt; leave!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-7039432000054010989?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/7039432000054010989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=7039432000054010989&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7039432000054010989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7039432000054010989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/07/meet-melitta.html' title='Meet Melitta!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHuQnsfVbJI/AAAAAAAAARg/YH4MzNEPBAA/s72-c/7-10+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-5642162895313440526</id><published>2008-07-11T01:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T11:57:23.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Name Tag.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Name Meme Tage! Oh please play&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the TAG  for this cool Name Meme:Rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. be honest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. tag other people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your name? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Apache&lt;/span&gt; Tears Willow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;If you could change your name what would it be? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;SUKI OR RORY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your pet's name (it can be a webkinz or a real pet)?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My pets name is a white bear called "MINE" and I also have a new purple dog stuffie with no name yet AND a Webkinz Panda name "Suki" ya know like from the Gilmore Girls!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you could change your pet's name what would it be?!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh I am happy with my pets names but I would like to change mommy's pets names. Pilar's new name should be Nagatha; Maiz's new name should be Captain Complainer and Teak he should be named USMC Drill Sgt. Teak. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your brother or sisters name?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh no what do you mean by that? Lets see...4pawed we have Pilar, Maiz and Teak. 2 Pawed.....Ally and Ty!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you could change their name what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well I would change the names of the lizards if they would just tell me ther darn names!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tag as many people as letters in your new name for yourself.Well, I didn't change my name - but I will tag my friends . This really is a fun one isn't it. Yahoo! Once again I will learn how to do the click and go from the names. so I will put the name in color and you can go to my friends list and find these wonderful friends there. NOTE:::: I will get the hang of it. It would give me great pleasure to tag...... &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Scruffy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Herbie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Momo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Moco&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mitch&lt;/span&gt;!!! Thank you all for taking time to always coming to visit us!!! Great big love and smooooches to you all, Willow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-5642162895313440526?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/5642162895313440526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=5642162895313440526&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/5642162895313440526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/5642162895313440526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/07/name-tag.html' title='Name Tag.'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-189029032030232046</id><published>2008-07-10T09:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T09:58:15.575-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Gift Came From Herbie!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH WHAT A WONDERFUL DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHYOgYwSisI/AAAAAAAAAP0/uj3_z9o4g3w/s1600-h/SSPX0419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221376767546264258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHYOgYwSisI/AAAAAAAAAP0/uj3_z9o4g3w/s320/SSPX0419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;This is so very exciting!  My package from Liss, Herbie, Nixon and Fatty came!   I sat and waited patiently while pup Ty opened it for me.  He was being soooo sloowww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHYNbA_nlMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/5mv_F7waDdg/s1600-h/SSPX0423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221375575757132994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHYNbA_nlMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/5mv_F7waDdg/s320/SSPX0423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok I was checking out ALL of my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;booty here!  I couldn't wait to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get into it.  Ty HAD to show me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;each and every thing.  Then &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he found a card!  Can you believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHYNbgXoLJI/AAAAAAAAAPc/8t3_4P2a45o/s1600-h/SSPX0431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221375584179334290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHYNbgXoLJI/AAAAAAAAAPc/8t3_4P2a45o/s320/SSPX0431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom said the polite thing to do is to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALWAYS read the card 1st.  So my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boy got to reading...PRONTO!!  While&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he read....I cheated and made noise with my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new stuffie!  He just read louder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHYNb8ujjcI/AAAAAAAAAPk/6Ydz1AsxdLI/s1600-h/SSPX0432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221375591791693250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHYNb8ujjcI/AAAAAAAAAPk/6Ydz1AsxdLI/s320/SSPX0432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Can you believe all these goodies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;How cool is this????  Herbie got me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;a Purple Doggie to match his!  I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;promise Herbie to take good care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;of it.  I won't let Pilar near it because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;she might make it splode!!  We wouldn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;want that to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Ok we are really "eyeing" that pup peroni!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It sure smells good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHYNcIgePlI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ssBBg5QaAeg/s1600-h/SSPX0436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221375594953850450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHYNcIgePlI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ssBBg5QaAeg/s320/SSPX0436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;JUST OPEN IT!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHYNbTjxPQI/AAAAAAAAAPU/BtlpM5-qGfE/s1600-h/SSPX0428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221375580740599042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHYNbTjxPQI/AAAAAAAAAPU/BtlpM5-qGfE/s320/SSPX0428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ahhhh no thanks give that one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;to Pilar I will take the bag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Thanks again to Liss, Herbie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Nixon &amp;amp; Fatty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Thank you Beasely and Chef this was so much fun all the way around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We would also like to thank our under appriciated mail LADY!  (Who gives us cookies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;This was more fun than going through the McDonalds Drive-Thru!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-189029032030232046?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/189029032030232046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=189029032030232046&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/189029032030232046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/189029032030232046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-gift-came-from-herbie.html' title='My Gift Came From Herbie!!!!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHYOgYwSisI/AAAAAAAAAP0/uj3_z9o4g3w/s72-c/SSPX0419.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-6352669191110772887</id><published>2008-07-05T22:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T22:35:03.009-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busted....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHAo_evxajI/AAAAAAAAANE/gHpP87E3cm4/s1600-h/SSPX0255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219717039172708914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHAo_evxajI/AAAAAAAAANE/gHpP87E3cm4/s320/SSPX0255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well my weekend started out with a good 'bang" with fire works and hot dogs.  I had so much fun with my humans on Friday.  We ate....a lot.  Can you believe we even had s'mores!!!  Something was missing in mine and I did a little sleuthing and found out that I didn't get any chocolate!!!  What's up with that??  The fire works didn't seem to bother me at all.  Mom thinks it was because I was eating too many s'mores to even notice the noise.  I told her "Umm I take offence to that mom!!"  You would think all I do is eat with a comment like that!  Anyway.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My girl left on Saturday to go "Up North" until the 11th.  Yes this is bad because I lost my bed partner.  What is a girl to do??  I am so lost without her.  I am thinking that we are just going to kick dad out of the bed so I can sleep with mommy until sissy gets home.  What do you all think...sound like a good idea???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday we cut down our dead tree.  Yep I escaped.  I had been telling them I wanted out but they just didn't listen.  So HA!!!  Now let me explain to all the hoomans out there.  I am a rare dale.  I don't wander.  Regardless my mommy still freaked out when daddy walked in the FRONT door with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Mommy here::  While I was watching a movie she escaped.  She decided to go and frolic at the neighbors pond, chase birdies, play in the garden and greet daddy at the end of the drive.  The neighbors let me know after the fact instead of CALLING me!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So I am a tired girl to say the least!  Now grandma if you read this don't freak out too.  You are worse than my mommy!!  I will have Mango go sit on YOU if you freak out.  He is my back up these days.  I also think he is a cutie!!   Deetz  I had read about all your adventures and it inspired me to at least try it.  Thanks my friend for inspiration!!!  Bolo I couldn't have done it without your weather report....keep them coming good buddy!!!  Patches...your escape also inspired my escape, I watched that gate and took action.  teehee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;This is Willow reporting from the Compound warning all of you not to freak out your moms!  Bye for now!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-6352669191110772887?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/6352669191110772887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=6352669191110772887&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6352669191110772887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6352669191110772887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/07/busted.html' title='Busted....'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHAo_evxajI/AAAAAAAAANE/gHpP87E3cm4/s72-c/SSPX0255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-4165114034559399801</id><published>2008-07-01T16:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T16:54:58.051-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue, my hooman friend, Tagged me!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGqZXEHZ4iI/AAAAAAAAAM8/CbLMMI6opbo/s1600-h/GetAttachment0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218151739782980130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGqZXEHZ4iI/AAAAAAAAAM8/CbLMMI6opbo/s320/GetAttachment0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our friend Blue said......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mutterings'.Each week, host, &lt;a href="http://subliminal.lunanina.com/"&gt;subliminal.lunanina&lt;/a&gt;, lists 10 words; you just have to say, what ever pops into your head for each one. I've noted, you don't even, have to keep it to a single response. It's all about having fun with free word association; which supposedly, tells a lot about, what's going on inside ones brain!Mmm!Do you really want to know??? There's no rules; no right or wrong answers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Mawm and I are going to do this together. This should be fun because we NEVER know what is going to pop out of mawms brain!!! Ready.....set.....go....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;LAUNDRY:: A never ending mass of clothes for mom to drudge her way through daily!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;RUBBER DUCKY:: I, Willow, have a pink one that I love to drive my hoomans crazy with!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;STARBUCKS:: Please no foam or whip. It's just that simple right? Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;COMPUTERS:: Necessary evil, helpful, slow, brain freeze, yummy cords to chew, updating my bloggie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;BIRDS:: love to chase them, will catch them one day, forget myself and leave the yard to chase them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;LIZARDS:: my pups have 4....they never let me near them....wonder why that is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;ICE CREAM CAKE:: yummy, cold, tasty, one piece is never enough....must find more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;CAR RIDES:: Windows down, never up! Must go through McDonalds before heading home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;TELEPHONES:: mom, pink, on it way to much!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;SHOPPING:: PetCo, PetSmart, Pet anything I am there. Or McDonalds! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were actually 2 tags but I just did the one! Booh to my typist!!! She is no fun!! Now we are going to tag pups! However.....we have a problem with putting the names so they go right to their blog. (We hope we can see Beasely's mom when we are out west and she can help us.) Ok there is no other way to say this, they are LEAVING ME BEHIND.!!! Oh I am sorry I am going off on a tangent aren't I. Back to who I am going to tag...let's see. Moco(smooches), Bolo(snuggles) and Blu Loo Loo(slurps). Now if anyone else wants to do this just let me know and we can get you started. This is the beginning of it...I think!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-4165114034559399801?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/4165114034559399801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=4165114034559399801&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/4165114034559399801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/4165114034559399801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/07/blue-my-hooman-friend-tagged-me.html' title='Blue, my hooman friend, Tagged me!!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGqZXEHZ4iI/AAAAAAAAAM8/CbLMMI6opbo/s72-c/GetAttachment0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-7098652701488042538</id><published>2008-06-29T11:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T11:46:44.738-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning Labels!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGelDqhS4hI/AAAAAAAAAMs/S7r-VszqvaM/s1600-h/WillowsAdventure+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217320175704138258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGelDqhS4hI/AAAAAAAAAMs/S7r-VszqvaM/s320/WillowsAdventure+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;Please look carefully at this picture my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pawfriends&lt;/span&gt;!  It may look like a bunch of toys....but it isn't.  They are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hoooman&lt;/span&gt; pup toys.  AND sometimes in this box of toys things are put in there that just shouldn't be in there.  Some of these items left in there can be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;weally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;weally&lt;/span&gt; bad for us puppies!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Now my boy pup usually closes his door and I can't go in his room (which I HATE).  But he forgot one day and this is where my story begins.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGelDqhS4hI/AAAAAAAAAMs/S7r-VszqvaM/s1600-h/WillowsAdventure+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGelBAoX34I/AAAAAAAAAMc/j6bSc9S6hsY/s1600-h/WillowsAdventure+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217320130099797890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGelBAoX34I/AAAAAAAAAMc/j6bSc9S6hsY/s320/WillowsAdventure+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I will tell my story with a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;stuffie&lt;/span&gt; friends.  Over on the left we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Depp&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;yess&lt;/span&gt; named after Johnny due to my moms crush), next we have Not Named Airedale since he belongs to Grandma so we will refer to him as....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;NNA&lt;/span&gt; then we have my favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;stuffie&lt;/span&gt; in all the world....Mine!  Yes that is his name get over it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.  Now lets move on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;For those of you familiar with these items you are gasping I know.  Those of you who are not, well it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;aseeema&lt;/span&gt; medication.  My boy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mawm&lt;/span&gt; have it really really bad.  This is all their booty.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I, like most terrors (fix that word mom) terriers, are shoppers.  So I like to shop in my pups backpacks and toy boxes.  The boy pup had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;rreeaaallly&lt;/span&gt; old inhaler in his back pack that ended up in his TOY BOX.  It was covered in all kinds of good stuff.  Chocolate, candy, crackers and other things I just can't describe.  YUM YUM  Man did I hit the jackpot.  So I decided I was going to chew on that thing and get the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;yummys&lt;/span&gt; off of it.  Then out of nowhere that thing whistled at me, flew out of my mouth and across the room.  It went one way and I went the other.  I was so scared I ran and hid in the closet in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;mawmies&lt;/span&gt; room.  Boy was I shaking and scared.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I had the shakes and jitters for the rest of the day.  It was terrible.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Mawmie&lt;/span&gt; told me I didn't have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;aseeema&lt;/span&gt; so no more inhalers!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGelCUNicRI/AAAAAAAAAMk/NymOMuQ-_10/s1600-h/WillowsAdventure+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217320152535822610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGelCUNicRI/AAAAAAAAAMk/NymOMuQ-_10/s320/WillowsAdventure+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGelDqhS4hI/AAAAAAAAAMs/S7r-VszqvaM/s1600-h/WillowsAdventure+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Look into my eyes my friends!  No Seriously look.  I have a warning for all of you.  There are warning labels on these things about the danger of them.....&lt;strong&gt;BUT THEY SAY NOTHING ABOUT THE DANGER OF CHEWING ON THEM!!!!   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Depp&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;NNA&lt;/span&gt; and Mine think I should have known better.  They also told me I should have stayed out of other pawed ones toy boxes and pack packs.  I disagree with that!!!!  I figured if Baby Stan could take the spatula AND the bottom part of the dishwasher.....what would it hurt to shop in the pups room.  Not to mention if my boy got to upset about it I would just ask Mango to come sit on him for awhile to calm him down.  That would work.....wouldn't it.  Oh and when you do Mango could you bring Hector because he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;looovvees&lt;/span&gt; Hector!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGelE-govzI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rrEBj6ZSJ5w/s1600-h/WillowsAdventure+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217320198249955122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGelE-govzI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rrEBj6ZSJ5w/s320/WillowsAdventure+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Finally at my own toy box.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Depp&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;NNA&lt;/span&gt; and Mine have talked me into using my own toys today at least.  I am a curious dale so it won't last long.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;This is Willow reporting from the Compound and reminding all of you to please read labels (or have your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;hoomans&lt;/span&gt; do it)!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-7098652701488042538?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/7098652701488042538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=7098652701488042538&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7098652701488042538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7098652701488042538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/06/warning-labels.html' title='Warning Labels!!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGelDqhS4hI/AAAAAAAAAMs/S7r-VszqvaM/s72-c/WillowsAdventure+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-1462681606645537863</id><published>2008-06-28T11:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T12:37:19.807-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AND.....it's PaRtY time!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGZe8HvLe2I/AAAAAAAAAL0/t1rczANS34M/s1600-h/SSPX0364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216961605317393250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGZe8HvLe2I/AAAAAAAAAL0/t1rczANS34M/s320/SSPX0364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently June seems to be a month of celebrations at our compound.  We had one last week that brought many girls to our house!   The girl pup had something called a "slumber" party.  Now if any of you have been to one of these parties you will immediatly know there is NO slumbering going on!!! &lt;br /&gt;Now my boy had to start the party with all these girls until he was rescued by one of his friends.  When the knock at the door came for the rescue he zoomed passed me.  I have never seen him move that fast!!!  He never runs like that with me???  hmmmm  He and I will HAVE to discuss this little problem!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGZe8c_CTUI/AAAAAAAAAL8/xFMEqTY6N9M/s1600-h/SSPX0370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216961611021045058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGZe8c_CTUI/AAAAAAAAAL8/xFMEqTY6N9M/s320/SSPX0370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many activities at this shin dig.  We (yes I mean me too) played tag, had a treasure hunt, played games, ate and had s'mores!!!  I got to have my own plate of food, as did Pilar.  I knocked over that good tasting carbonated drink and  had some of that too!!!  But the best part was the  ICE CREAM CAKE!!  Now some of you may not agree with this choice and that is ok.   Mom said "well it is a party and you have been sooooo good you can have some too!!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGZe9CFxo6I/AAAAAAAAAMM/6jioeiN4r-o/s1600-h/SSPX0382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216961620981425058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGZe9CFxo6I/AAAAAAAAAMM/6jioeiN4r-o/s320/SSPX0382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGZe9FxdlmI/AAAAAAAAAME/6Y-TfpibN4k/s1600-h/SSPX0380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216961621969966690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGZe9FxdlmI/AAAAAAAAAME/6Y-TfpibN4k/s320/SSPX0380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGZe9FxdlmI/AAAAAAAAAME/6Y-TfpibN4k/s1600-h/SSPX0380.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGZe9CFxo6I/AAAAAAAAAMM/6jioeiN4r-o/s1600-h/SSPX0382.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGZe9FxdlmI/AAAAAAAAAME/6Y-TfpibN4k/s1600-h/SSPX0380.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now was the exciting part of this whole thing, well other than the treasure hunt.  PRESENTS!!!  Woohoo this was fun.  I got to help and stick my snout into all of it.  The good thing about being me my friends....nobody pushed me out of the way.  Can you imagine what mom(and daddy) would have done if that would have happened????  Clearly I was participating with this so you can only see great booty shots of me.  BTW, Ally got great gifts, but nobody brought &lt;strong&gt;ME ANYTHING&lt;/strong&gt;!!!  I find this hard to believe.  However mom did get Pilar and me bully sticks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGZe9FxdlmI/AAAAAAAAAME/6Y-TfpibN4k/s1600-h/SSPX0380.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGZe9WsA63I/AAAAAAAAAMU/FLPOdtUqess/s1600-h/SSPX0397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216961626510519154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGZe9WsA63I/AAAAAAAAAMU/FLPOdtUqess/s320/SSPX0397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as you all know all good parties must come to an end.  Dad was ready for this party to end.  He was tired after a game of night hide and go seek tag.  Yep he was it so that meant I was it too.  We came in and "fell" into the daddy chair and sent the girls to the basement.    Slumber was far from their minds but not from ours.  Mawmy stayed up but dad and I, being smart, snuck off to bed!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I really hope this is the last celebration for the month of June, especially since not one of them has been for me.&lt;br /&gt;Well this is Willow reporting from the Compound.  Reminding you all that treasure hunts really are a treasure!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-1462681606645537863?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/1462681606645537863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=1462681606645537863&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/1462681606645537863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/1462681606645537863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/06/andits-party-time.html' title='AND.....it&apos;s PaRtY time!!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGZe8HvLe2I/AAAAAAAAAL0/t1rczANS34M/s72-c/SSPX0364.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-3468068492864705612</id><published>2008-06-25T23:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T00:41:54.062-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings from Sadie!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGMVK8M4D5I/AAAAAAAAALc/O4EF7SsOeFE/s1600-h/S3600179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216036071128174482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGMVK8M4D5I/AAAAAAAAALc/O4EF7SsOeFE/s320/S3600179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadie Rain&lt;br /&gt;May 1995- October 2006&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGMVK8M4D5I/AAAAAAAAALc/O4EF7SsOeFE/s1600-h/S3600179.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure you out there in blog land are wondering who I am.  Well I am Sadie Rain!!  I was  mama of the house for all the 4 pawed kids.  I had a great life with my family and I treasured every minute with them.  Now I watch them from the Rainbow Bridge.  I was mom and dads original baby.  Yep it was just us then it happened....the hooman pups came along.  My job changed immediatly but my spot on their bed didn't. &lt;br /&gt;I became very loved by all 4 of my hoomans and the feeling was mutual.  I would be vewy vewy protective when my daddy was not home.  I also had to babysit our hooman boy pup a lot.  He was fast and curious.  At 1 1/2 he could climb the fence so I would have jump it to take care of him.  He never did get very far because I always barked and made a fuss then led him home.  He would laugh and laugh.  Mom and I always wondered who was going to have the 1st heartattack over that little guy.  Our girl just dressed me up in doll clothes.  She was easy, even painted my nails.&lt;br /&gt;The sad day came when I was diagnosed with cancer.  The promise was made years ago never to do any "heroics" as mom calls them.  She worked for a vet and saw just to many sad things.  So we went to see our friend the vet, who I really love.  Not only was my family with me but my friends that I had known for years.  My vet family you could say.  Well it was time to say good-bye and it was pain free for me and off to the Rainbow Bridge I went.&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw my family was grieving and so very sad.  But, they all said NO MORE DOGS!!!  I just couldn't believe what I was hearing, this couldn't be true.  My hooman pups love doggies.  So I had to get my friends up  here at the Rainbow Bridge busy.   We had to hatch a plan and make it work.  We had to get a dog in that house immediatly!!!!!  The tears had to stop.  So we all got busy and guess who we found.  WILLOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;I check in on my family when I am not in the great big bird field chasing dove or quail.  I just met my grandma here a few months ago.  There was a big group of us who new she was coming to our side so we met her and boy was she happy to see us.&lt;br /&gt;Willow has been a great therapy dog for my family.  She is doing pawsome and their hearts are mending fine.   Thank you to all of you for being her friend.  She is a little young and still may need some guidance so thanks to all her bloggie friends for being so nice.  You all are PAWSOME!!  I may stop by every now and then to check up on her and my kiddos.  This is Sadie Rain signing out for now, peace be with all of you and just know that at the Rainbow Bridge we get to eat snackies all the time and we don't get fat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGMVLQvWasI/AAAAAAAAALk/OXt9xHK7K6w/s1600-h/S3600030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216036076641479362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGMVLQvWasI/AAAAAAAAALk/OXt9xHK7K6w/s320/S3600030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGMVLQvWasI/AAAAAAAAALk/OXt9xHK7K6w/s1600-h/S3600030.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGMVLQvWasI/AAAAAAAAALk/OXt9xHK7K6w/s1600-h/S3600030.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-3468068492864705612?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/3468068492864705612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=3468068492864705612&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/3468068492864705612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/3468068492864705612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/06/greetings-from-sadie.html' title='Greetings from Sadie!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SGMVK8M4D5I/AAAAAAAAALc/O4EF7SsOeFE/s72-c/S3600179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-6581036096781847003</id><published>2008-06-19T13:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T13:36:04.235-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Layout</title><content type='html'>Hi every pawfriend!  Oh yes and their hoomans!  My mawmie is playing around with her blog today.  She got tired of seeing color on the sides so....she hunted around and found this template.  She still adores Georgie's but this will have to do for now.  Mawm thinks there needs to be an Airedale chasing kitties background template!!!  Teehee  Or a Kitty chasing an Airedale, depending on the mood of the kitty of course!!&lt;br /&gt;It has finally warmed up here in Michigan.  Ok not a lot but at least the sun is shining and my silly hoooman pups are in the pool.  Mawm says that they are crazy!  I am waiting for my pool to show up.  Grandma (from over at Apaches Tribe) talked to my mawmie and said "Get my grandawgs Willow and Pilar a pool....STAT!!!"  So of course she will mind my grandma, heck who doesn't mind grandmas when they say STAT!!!!  Nope no idea what STAT means but mawmie says she is going to get us one pronto!  Besides so many of you have them now I am beginning to get jealous and that just can't happen.  I tend to pout when I am jealous and mawmie hates POUTING!!!&lt;br /&gt;Teak and Maiz are at it this morning!  They won't let us dawggies on the bed with mawmie.  Poor mawmie has been "under the weather" so we all want to be on the bed with her.  Teak gives us all a big hissin' NO with a paw slap.  Mawmie promptly puts him under the covers so the rest of us can get up there and do some snuggle time with her.   Mawmie calls it snuggle buggin!  I promise I don't have any bugs so I don't know why she calls it that.&lt;br /&gt;Well I need to do some more of that snuggle buggin' with my mawmie to help her feel better.  This is Willow....the Compound tattle tail....ooops I mean REPORTER signing out for now!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-6581036096781847003?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/6581036096781847003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=6581036096781847003&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6581036096781847003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6581036096781847003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-layout.html' title='New Layout'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-3844480374244027814</id><published>2008-06-15T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T11:52:25.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sirens and Storms and KIDS....oh My!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Last Sunday.....it all started out as an innocent day!  The sun was shinning, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hoomans&lt;/span&gt; were happy and all was well in our world.   My pups got an invite to go wake boarding on the lake with their friends.  They got the big A-OK from my mom and dad!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt; I had them all to myself!!  Oh what joy we had just hanging out and cuddling and playing and snoozing until..........MOM decided they needed to go to the evil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WAL&lt;/span&gt;-MART!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SFUvJl4eKoI/AAAAAAAAAJc/29MS6ScG3pc/s1600-h/siren_story.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212123985585515138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SFUvJl4eKoI/AAAAAAAAAJc/29MS6ScG3pc/s320/siren_story.jpg" 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;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;CAUTION CAUTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;THIS IS A SCARY SIREN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This along with many others started going off all around the county while mom and dad were in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart!!  They were just minding their own business when they were forced to go back to shoes and crafts for safety!!!!  They had locked them in, there was no way out!!!  They were frantic!  Can any of you guess why???  &lt;strong&gt;OUR PUPS WERE ON THE LAKE!!!!!!!!  Our pups are only 10 &amp;amp; 12!!! &lt;/strong&gt;  Mom said dad looked like the guy from the cell phone commercial with phones at both ears.....ya know the one "can you hear me now?"   He was pacing around our "safety" area trying to get in touch with our pups friends.  Actually he just wanted to talk to anyone!!!!!!!  Mom was sitting on the floor praying (but she said she &lt;strong&gt;knew&lt;/strong&gt; we were all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;) !!!    They were in lock down for ONE HOUR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;THE SCOOP FROM THE PUPS SIDE:  Now don't get scared all you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hoomans&lt;/span&gt; out there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; some parts can get scary.  Don't worry our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hooman&lt;/span&gt; pups were VERY smart AND brave.  Where they were "wake" boarding, tubing and boating having a great time as always.  Our pups love the water.  When on the lake it is hard to hear those sirens and this storm came upon us FAST!!!  The scene.....3 adults...4 kids....1 boat.....1 big big lake......1 ginormous storm with high winds!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;As soon as the adults saw the situation they got as close to shore as possible 10 feet or so, and had the kids jump to safety to the J-mans house.  They swam with all their might &amp;amp; got to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;outer&lt;/span&gt; room of his house.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ooops&lt;/span&gt; it was a hot tub room (are you scared yet?) full of windows.  All the doors to the house were LOCKED!!  So my girl pup decided that the hot tub was empty and they would get in that with the cover over it!!!  Just then my girl, boy and their friend saw THE WAKE BOARD outside in the storm so they ran out to "rescue" it!!!  Silly pups.  As soon as they did and got back in the room a ginormous and I mean ginormous tree fell right where they were &lt;strong&gt;STANDING!!! &lt;/strong&gt;   {SIDE NOTE AGES OF THE KIDS 12, 10,10 &amp;amp; 7}   My pups decided they HAD to find a way in that house, remember all doors are locked.   The boy pups found a door flung wide OPEN, that wasn't open before.  Yes it was still locked and no there were NO windows open in the house.   Finally they were in shelter and stayed safe until it was over and the adults could get to them.   Their friends' parents got caught on the lake trying to get the boat out of the water.  Everyone ended up safe.  Oh yes there really is SO SO much more we could tell you but it makes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mawmy&lt;/span&gt; nervous to talk about it.  So we will stop here!   No parent had a heart attack but panic attacks were had by the moms!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is what happened down the street from where my pups were.  The house is a few blocks over.  The tree is in another area but it is an example of the tree that fell in the yard where my pups were standing!  Thank you for hanging in there with me while I told you our scary story!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is Willow your friendly news reporter signing out for today!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SFUvJd6z39I/AAAAAAAAAJU/CK35IX7hkcw/s1600-h/0ce6a58815be0ee747b6d1261ca325ad_150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212123983447842770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SFUvJd6z39I/AAAAAAAAAJU/CK35IX7hkcw/s320/0ce6a58815be0ee747b6d1261ca325ad_150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SFUvJOckHmI/AAAAAAAAAJM/uJ3fWbENLIw/s1600-h/507f8341d9d7fcd4f4339ac67cc6a046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212123979294449250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SFUvJOckHmI/AAAAAAAAAJM/uJ3fWbENLIw/s320/507f8341d9d7fcd4f4339ac67cc6a046.jpg" 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/4806360914500063469-3844480374244027814?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/3844480374244027814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=3844480374244027814&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/3844480374244027814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/3844480374244027814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/06/sirens-and-storms-and-kidsoh-my.html' title='Sirens and Storms and KIDS....oh My!!!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SFUvJl4eKoI/AAAAAAAAAJc/29MS6ScG3pc/s72-c/siren_story.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-7875761730569600095</id><published>2008-06-11T08:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T09:25:22.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Checking in with Mackinac IsLanD!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi everyone! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; so I am not in ANY of these pictures and I hope that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. But I wanted to share these with you all. My male pup went on a 3 dale field trip to Mackinac Island, Michigan. Due to us living in Michigan and all.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SE_Lmy_BdRI/AAAAAAAAAIk/1TPXOQRas8M/s1600-h/SSPX0092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210607161272530194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SE_Lmy_BdRI/AAAAAAAAAIk/1TPXOQRas8M/s320/SSPX0092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This first picture is of Arch Rock. Isn't it cool. It is at the top of the Island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one my mommy loves......my pup Ty sitting in a field of flowers. They took it especially for her. She stayed behind since she went on this trip with my girl Ally a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SE_LnHlOeVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/HM6Lzx-FRjI/s1600-h/SSPX0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210607166801475922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SE_LnHlOeVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/HM6Lzx-FRjI/s320/SSPX0097.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; this is of an old Saw Mill....in case you couldn't tell by the saw and all. Nope it isn't on the island but close to it so mommy stuck it in there because she said that place rocks!! They do cool things there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SE_LnVs-V5I/AAAAAAAAAI0/XaDSAaRsKMc/s1600-h/SSPX0174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210607170592069522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SE_LnVs-V5I/AAAAAAAAAI0/XaDSAaRsKMc/s320/SSPX0174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well here it is..MACKINAC ISLAND. Isn't it spelled weird? We think so too. They have the best fudge in ALL the world and if you don't believe us you should go there or get on the net and find &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ryba's&lt;/span&gt; fudge shop. Yum Yum. They have the best maple nut fudge! Since mom helped plan the trip for 2 years now she got over 2 pounds of fudge from the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade class. NO SHE DID NOT SHARE!!! This island still uses horses and buggies. They still haven't progressed to the automobile yet. However.....they do use bicycles. The graduation class for 2012 is going to be.............1 so far. That was when my girl Ally went a few years ago so it could have changed. There is only one way on this island and one way off, yep you guessed it a Ferry. Mommy says or you can swim but I don't think my puppy legs could do it, that is a long cold swim.  The Grand Hotel has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;yumdelious&lt;/span&gt; food.  Our schools 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade class goes every year for their social studies trip.  Aren't they the luckiest kids ever???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we will end here.  We hope you enjoyed our short trip to Mackinac Island with us.  I am sure our other Michigan friends can tell you lots more.  But we wanted to share our pups trip with all of you.  This Is Willow your tour guide signing out for today!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SE_Ln_00Q_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/fDliKZ6QvM4/s1600-h/SSPX0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210607181899252722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SE_Ln_00Q_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/fDliKZ6QvM4/s320/SSPX0099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SE_P9QigqTI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ndWb0v6BUsY/s1600-h/SSPX0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210611945209637170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SE_P9QigqTI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ndWb0v6BUsY/s320/SSPX0103.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SE_P9QigqTI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ndWb0v6BUsY/s1600-h/SSPX0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SE_P9QigqTI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ndWb0v6BUsY/s1600-h/SSPX0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-7875761730569600095?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/7875761730569600095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=7875761730569600095&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7875761730569600095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7875761730569600095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/06/checking-in-with-mackinac-island.html' title='Checking in with Mackinac IsLanD!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SE_Lmy_BdRI/AAAAAAAAAIk/1TPXOQRas8M/s72-c/SSPX0092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-2438022974604358217</id><published>2008-06-05T07:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T10:01:53.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosh...More about little ole ME!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;My new friend George tagged me, saaweeeeet! &lt;/span&gt;The rules are that you have to list 7 ways that you are useful, so here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;1. I am guard of the computer chair so nobody steals it from my mawm (this is vewy vewy important at our house!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;2. Co-pilot and radio boss for the cars since the kiddos try to take over when they are with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;3. I can be used as a walker....I like to walk between your legs as you are walking. This is a big job and I am good at it!!! I even sit between your legs while you are standing!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;4. I am the offical floor cleaner of the house both inside and out. Where there is food there is ME!! No need for MR.CLEAN when you have MISS WILLOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;5. The minder of the stuffies of the house, whether they belong to me or NOT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;6. I am a personal trainer! I do this by making my mawmy open the revolving door for me to go outside, seek me when I hide, fill the never ending water dish, play with me, sleep with me ohh I think you all get the point!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;7. I entertain the household at all costs! Even if I have to get others (or me) in trouble thats ok, as long as they laugh it's all goooood!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Hmm I am just not sure who to tag. I know I want to tag my buddy &lt;strong&gt;Dawson, Candi&lt;/strong&gt; and my friend &lt;strong&gt;Willow&lt;/strong&gt; (Noah's sister).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-2438022974604358217?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/2438022974604358217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=2438022974604358217&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/2438022974604358217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/2438022974604358217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/06/goshmore-about-little-ole-me.html' title='Gosh...More about little ole ME!!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-8441079319379094924</id><published>2008-06-03T08:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T09:33:23.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Music and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEU3j8TokyI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ak67DJBU7TI/s1600-h/S3600141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207629634747274018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEU3j8TokyI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ak67DJBU7TI/s320/S3600141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Music....how do you know if you like it or not? Well I do......just not my girls clarinet. Why you ask? I don't know, seriously I don't know. She has gotten really good this past year but there is just something about it that bothers me. I find that loud thing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;facinating&lt;/span&gt; and I like to check it out when I can. I like to sing along with it too. Sometimes I even bark along with it OR at it. I just depends on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEU3kMTokzI/AAAAAAAAAIc/LsYBGhSoHb0/s1600-h/S3600008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207629639042241330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEU3kMTokzI/AAAAAAAAAIc/LsYBGhSoHb0/s320/S3600008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4602706614da3612" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4602706614da3612%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329874729%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D196481F56D53F183FB5C2C9B996BEDA35E2FF7DF.5E133FF1080BA79E6F8AA1BDEE3DD3443E2B8BEA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4602706614da3612%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DweYrnIGVgAkMIVUxefL8iWsfOVw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4602706614da3612%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329874729%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D196481F56D53F183FB5C2C9B996BEDA35E2FF7DF.5E133FF1080BA79E6F8AA1BDEE3DD3443E2B8BEA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4602706614da3612%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DweYrnIGVgAkMIVUxefL8iWsfOVw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a session of me and my girl. We hope you like it. Really it isn't very long but you will get our point of how I feel about the whole thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is Willow the music &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;critic&lt;/span&gt; signing out!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-8441079319379094924?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4602706614da3612&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8441079319379094924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=8441079319379094924&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8441079319379094924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8441079319379094924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/06/music-and-me.html' title='Music and Me'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEU3j8TokyI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ak67DJBU7TI/s72-c/S3600141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-4669970220905534608</id><published>2008-05-31T23:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T23:58:06.014-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEIUWcTokxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wSi_-6MZx7M/s1600-h/SSPX0269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206746494981935890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEIUWcTokxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wSi_-6MZx7M/s320/SSPX0269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                  &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; TODAY WE GARDEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We here at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Reish&lt;/span&gt; Compound have started our garden.&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;My daddy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sisssy&lt;/span&gt; and brother are working hard at preparing the garden.  As soon as it is ready  it will be time to plant seeds and some kind of green things.  This was an all day job, just happened on the day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mawmie&lt;/span&gt; flooded the basement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;So you can see all the hard work that WE all did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Picture 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Ally, Ty and daddy planting something yummy to eat I just know it!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEISb8TokuI/AAAAAAAAAH0/52zDaduxJ2o/s1600-h/SSPX0278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206744390447960802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 355px" height="397" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEISb8TokuI/AAAAAAAAAH0/52zDaduxJ2o/s320/SSPX0278.jpg" width="428" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEISb8TokuI/AAAAAAAAAH0/52zDaduxJ2o/s1600-h/SSPX0278.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me with dad in the garden.  We have 2 sides to it.  I was making sure he was doing it right.  Mom sent me in to supervise him.  We wouldn't want any mistakes this early in the planting season. &lt;br /&gt;We love our daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEISbcToktI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qy3QZN9fsBk/s1600-h/SSPX0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEISb8TokvI/AAAAAAAAAH8/CsWSbJ1xTmo/s1600-h/SSPX0248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206744390447960818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEISb8TokvI/AAAAAAAAAH8/CsWSbJ1xTmo/s320/SSPX0248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEISbcToktI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qy3QZN9fsBk/s1600-h/SSPX0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEISbcToktI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qy3QZN9fsBk/s1600-h/SSPX0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEISbcToktI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qy3QZN9fsBk/s1600-h/SSPX0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEISbcToktI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qy3QZN9fsBk/s1600-h/SSPX0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEISbcToktI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qy3QZN9fsBk/s1600-h/SSPX0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; someone had the great idea that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; needed to come out with us and garden.  Let's just say......it didn't go so well.  She never did understand that you need to walk down the aisles of the veggies and NOT run over them at full force.   At one point she had all 4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hoomans&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chacing&lt;/span&gt; her and trying to catch her.  She made a mess and some replanting had to be done.  She was told to "sit...stay"  but she ran ran ran as fast as she could to the front door!!!  Until  pup Ally went and let her in.  That silly girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEISbcToktI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qy3QZN9fsBk/s1600-h/SSPX0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEISbcToktI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qy3QZN9fsBk/s1600-h/SSPX0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEISbcToktI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qy3QZN9fsBk/s1600-h/SSPX0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEISbcToktI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qy3QZN9fsBk/s1600-h/SSPX0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEISbcToktI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qy3QZN9fsBk/s1600-h/SSPX0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEISbcToktI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qy3QZN9fsBk/s1600-h/SSPX0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEISbcToktI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qy3QZN9fsBk/s1600-h/SSPX0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEISbcToktI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qy3QZN9fsBk/s1600-h/SSPX0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206744381858026194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px" height="355" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEISbcToktI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qy3QZN9fsBk/s320/SSPX0251.jpg" width="415" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;AAhhhhh&lt;/span&gt; now me!  I took a much needed break after all the drama from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt;.  I was tuckered out from the running and gardening.  I just don't get into the drama queen stuff.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Sooo&lt;/span&gt; I decided to do a little "roaching" for a little while.  Then I got up and found some birds and decided to play with them.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; here is where it gets a little scary for some people.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I took off after the birds.  I know hard to believe isn't it.  I chased them right into the corn field right behind our that is right behind our house.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Yeppers&lt;/span&gt; they wouldn't find me, and I (big sigh) wouldn't come.  My boy pup found me.  I didn't get into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;tooo&lt;/span&gt; much trouble over it.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Mawmie&lt;/span&gt; was just glad I was safe and with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;  It has been a great Saturday for me.  I am just hanging out with my family and it is great!  Finally it is all about ME.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; yes it usually  is but it really is this weekend.  People  are asking my family lots of questions about me and where I came from.  Not just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;bloggy&lt;/span&gt; friends but real world friends.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;mawmie&lt;/span&gt; is in need of rest and I do hear the pillows calling me.....I think they need some protecting.  I better get in the room and protect them before the other 4 pawed kids get in there and abused them.  So long for now.  Hope to hear from all my friends and how their weekends went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;This is Willow the Protector of Pillows checking out for now!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-4669970220905534608?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/4669970220905534608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=4669970220905534608&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/4669970220905534608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/4669970220905534608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/05/garden-day.html' title='Garden day!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SEIUWcTokxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wSi_-6MZx7M/s72-c/SSPX0269.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-7791268036154030174</id><published>2008-05-28T22:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T22:45:57.375-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skull collars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basement window'/><title type='text'>FINALLY....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SD4R_MTokmI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lX0NawSlL14/s1600-h/SSPX0265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205617996619879010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SD4R_MTokmI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lX0NawSlL14/s200/SSPX0265.jpg" 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look (ok a little blurry so squint your eyes)!!! This is my new collar from Beasely!!!! They are with my moms skull sketchers. They BOTH rock. Thank you x's a million Beasely and his mom. The pictures of us opening the package didn't turn out. :(( However, we felt the love that went into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SD4R_cToknI/AAAAAAAAAG0/CJzQ6jVaJQU/s1600-h/SSPX0293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205618000914846322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SD4R_cToknI/AAAAAAAAAG0/CJzQ6jVaJQU/s200/SSPX0293.jpg" 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I admit it....I just don't like the camera or posing. That is why those ears go back, my hoomans really don't beat me with a wooden stick or nothing like that!! SERIOUSLY!!! They just use pillows!!! &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SD4R_sTokoI/AAAAAAAAAG8/O4Pl2iud92w/s1600-h/SSPX0304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205618005209813634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SD4R_sTokoI/AAAAAAAAAG8/O4Pl2iud92w/s200/SSPX0304.jpg" 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so here is the best picture of me and my SKULL collar!! Isn't it sooooooo cool. Mom says all we need now is a skull hat for me and a skull tattoo for her and we will be good to go. heehee. {Note: the hat will happen....the tattoo on the other hand....not gonna happen}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SD4R_sTokpI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Da_I86c51qs/s1600-h/SSPX0308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205618005209813650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SD4R_sTokpI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Da_I86c51qs/s200/SSPX0308.jpg" 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;&lt;br /&gt;Now you are saying to yourselves "&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;self what is Willow doing in that window?&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Is she coming IN or going OUT?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Well remember mawmies flood? Mawmie had to clean out the basement and disinfect the floors so she wouldn't let me IN!!! So I found my own way in. Yes through the basement window. Mawmie thought I was one of the hooman pups coming to help her and she was weally weally surprised to look up and see me 1/4 of the way through the window. Ty the boy pup had to help her push me back out. It would not have been a good drop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It was just hard wiff her on one side of the wall and me on the other. So I showed her. I sat there with my head on the window and cried until she was done. She quit shortly after that. I guess my crying worked...who new????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Well all is better now in the basement. Mawmie still has lots of laundry to do and the pink collar is now hidden from the pup Ally. Life is getting back to the Airedale way of living. For all of those wondering about mawmies coffee pot.....still doesn't have a new carafe'! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;This is Willow the cool Black Dale with the Orange Skull Bling!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-7791268036154030174?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/7791268036154030174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=7791268036154030174&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7791268036154030174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7791268036154030174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally.html' title='FINALLY....'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SD4R_MTokmI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lX0NawSlL14/s72-c/SSPX0265.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-8073492003455106573</id><published>2008-05-28T19:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T19:41:49.067-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TAG....I'm IT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;The rules of the game get posted at the beginning. Each player answers the questions about themselves. At the end of the post,the player than tags 4 or 5 people and post their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog. Let the person who tagged you know when you have posted your answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What was I doing 10 years ago?  Hmmm let me think about this, nope I got nothing.  Wasn't born yet!&lt;br /&gt;2. What are the 5 things on my to do list for today: help mawmie water the garden, take kids to school, nap, eat,do a little diggin'&lt;br /&gt;3. Snacks I enjoy:  BREAD, apples, carrots, daddys candy and any kind of doggie treat.&lt;br /&gt;4. Things I would do if I were a billionaire:   I would spoil mawmie just like she spoils me!  Rescue all the needed rescue pets and find them homes!  Buy a bakery for little ole' me.  teehee&lt;br /&gt;5. Three of my bad habits:  I think you all know one of them....counter-surfing, digging holes and bed hogging.&lt;br /&gt;6. Five places I have lived:  I lived in New Mexico with mama Apache and now Michigan.&lt;br /&gt;7. Five jobs I have had:  I am the waker of the kids, protector of the pillows, professional kitty chaser, master pouter and guard of the kitchen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I am just not sure who to tag.  So I will pick a few of my friends and if you have been picked then just enjoy everyone else's!!&lt;br /&gt;Tag your it to....Deetz, Faya, Beasely and Apache&lt;/span&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/4806360914500063469-8073492003455106573?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8073492003455106573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=8073492003455106573&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8073492003455106573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8073492003455106573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/05/tagim-it.html' title='TAG....I&apos;m IT!!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-1795119841350600216</id><published>2008-05-28T10:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T10:14:55.801-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's in Trouble...AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Hi everyone!  Well daddy didn't put the pictures on the computer last night!  Baaaaadddd daddy mawmie says.  She so wanted to show you all my new collar that Beasely got me.  It matches her Skull shoes she has.  It really rocks not to mention that we match now.   She couldn't wait to get the pink collar off of me.  Those of you who are collar freaks should really visit the web site.  Of course mawmie can't find the silly site but if you want it just let mawmie or T-Bone Beasely's mom know and they will get it for  you.  This collar is PAWSOME!!!  Just wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Now back from my cloud......ahhhhhh.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;We have already had a busy morning with watering the garden, taking kids to school and having coffee.  Pilar tried to escape &lt;strong&gt;again &lt;/strong&gt;but don't worry, our girl got her.  We all still think she is trying to run away from home.  She tries to leave with grandma every time she comes to visit.  That silly Cavalier she ain't going anywhere!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;So tatafornow or as Tigger would say TTFN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Willow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-1795119841350600216?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/1795119841350600216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=1795119841350600216&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/1795119841350600216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/1795119841350600216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/05/dads-in-troubleagain.html' title='Dad&apos;s in Trouble...AGAIN'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-8603024714076711650</id><published>2008-05-27T07:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T07:56:58.167-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Morning Blahs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just a quick hello from everyone here at the Reish compound!  Daddy kept us all busy planting a garden, moving bricks and landscaping.  Mean while....mawmie kept us busy cleaning up her flood in the basement, house cleaning and planting flowers in her flower garden.  Yes we were all busy and very very TIRED!!!  My kids begged not to go to school today.  They pleaded with mawmie to let them stay home.  They said they needed an extra day.  Mawmie, being the evil one that she is, laughed and said "get up and deal with it!"  I on the other hand was ready for them to go to school.  I just wish they would get going already so we could snuggle back to bed.  We will give you a PM report once the pictures are in the silly computer.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is Willow signing out from the Compound!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-8603024714076711650?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8603024714076711650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=8603024714076711650&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8603024714076711650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8603024714076711650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/05/tuesday-morning-blahs.html' title='Tuesday Morning Blahs!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-8622515714159938970</id><published>2008-05-20T16:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T16:48:24.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese Name Game!</title><content type='html'>Spell out your name using the given &lt;strong&gt;Japanese &lt;/strong&gt;letter-translation below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A = KA / G = JI / M = RIN / S = ARI / Y = FU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B = TU / H = RI / N = TO / T = CHI / Z = ZI&lt;br /&gt;C = MI / I = KI / O = MO / U = DO&lt;br /&gt;D = TE / J = ZU / P = NO / V = RU&lt;br /&gt;E = KU / K = ME / Q = KE / W = MEI&lt;br /&gt;F = LU / L = TA / R = SHI / X = NA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Japanese name is &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;MEIKITATAMOMEI-KATOTE-NOKITASHI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;which is Willow and Pillar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun finding out your Japanese name, remember to pass it on.&lt;br /&gt;I tag &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Apache &lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Maggie and Mitch&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://candi-the-cavalier.co.uk/?p=358#comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-8622515714159938970?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8622515714159938970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=8622515714159938970&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8622515714159938970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8622515714159938970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/05/japanese-name-game.html' title='Japanese Name Game!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-2621130492454105141</id><published>2008-05-19T09:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T09:56:55.452-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And then it went BAD!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SDGG0O5_MYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/nzw_rdaWDtQ/s1600-h/SSPX0228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202087276502266242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SDGG0O5_MYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/nzw_rdaWDtQ/s320/SSPX0228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SDGFYO5_MXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/NUfYHvivOA0/s1600-h/SSPX0237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202085695954301298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SDGFYO5_MXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/NUfYHvivOA0/s320/SSPX0237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(My sissy is #2 on the court)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So I was like so excited that we had such an exciting day yesterday day that I forgot myself. I admit it really I do. I got to spend the day outdoors with my daddy. I got to garden, mow and dig a fire pit for our summer bon fires!!! Yes he let me help dig, even guided me where to dig. He said "Willow, this is the ONLY place you can dig!" I was diggin' with joy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I took off while my dad wasn't looking. But not far so don't worry. I wanted my girl to come home of course so next door I want and peeked in their door. There she sat, we met eyes and we both new what I wanted!! Yep food! Now please don't think I am a slave to my tummy but it was a hard days work and all. Not to mention dinner time. So being the good sister she is, she took me home ( I love my hooman sissy)!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ok here is where things go weally weally bad. Younger pawed ones may not want to read passed here. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WARNING!!! WARNING&lt;/span&gt;!!! Plates for dinner were being made, even ours. Off to eat we(Pilar and I) went. Since everyone was so tired from a hard day of working it was a in front of the TV eating kind of night. Except for mommy who ate at the table. Yep you guessed it. Pilar talked me into counter surfin for the turkey that daddy made. Soooo....to make a long story short I got busted by mommy, ran fast to sissy, then caught by daddy, retrieved by mommy then plowed her down. She went one way with feet in the air while I went the other just trying to find a "safe" place, only to realize THERE WASN'T ONE!!! By this time daddy was in the air like superman and got me and put me in the batcave where I stayed the rest of the night! (Pilar got put in her mini batcave too) So here is to all of you who are more successful at counter surfin than I am. SEND ME YOUR SECRET!!! I will be leavin' the batcave soon. Fear not my friends life will return to normal....I hope. In the mean time enjoy these pictures. Nope no new camera just from the cell phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This is Willow the bad Surfer signin' out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-2621130492454105141?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/2621130492454105141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=2621130492454105141&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/2621130492454105141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/2621130492454105141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-then-it-went-bad.html' title='And then it went BAD!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SDGG0O5_MYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/nzw_rdaWDtQ/s72-c/SSPX0228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-1041657405303868614</id><published>2008-05-14T17:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T17:45:27.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Stuffies!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WooooHoooo&lt;/span&gt;!!!  I got new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stuffies&lt;/span&gt; today!!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mawmie&lt;/span&gt; even got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; a carrot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;stuffie&lt;/span&gt;.  I guess it was so she would think she has food with her at all times.  Let's hope it works!!!  We also got this really cool tug-of-war ball &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;stuffie&lt;/span&gt;.  Yep that's right no camera....blah blah blah.  Just close your eyes and pretend you are here...oh come on try it.  Nah didn't work for me either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;So on to the next big thing.  I got a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;collar&lt;/span&gt; today.  Seems I outgrew my red one.  I was fine with it but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mawmie&lt;/span&gt; said it had to go.   So we shopped around today and found one.  It wasn't "THE" one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mawmie&lt;/span&gt; said but it will have to do.  Ally picked it out and I personally like it.  It is 2 shades of pink with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;polk&lt;/span&gt;-a-dots!  Now I am not to sure what Ty and daddy are going to say, but I will win them over.  Mom couldn't find the skull one and was willing to settle on the pink &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;camo&lt;/span&gt; but Ally insisted on the pink dots!  I should have both in my opinion.  After all a girl dale can't have too many collars!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Well we are off to read more Wheel Wednesday stories.  They really make my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mawmie&lt;/span&gt; laugh and boy does she need a good laugh!  Keep those stories coming!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Until next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Willow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-1041657405303868614?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/1041657405303868614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=1041657405303868614&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/1041657405303868614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/1041657405303868614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-stuffies.html' title='New Stuffies!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-6467258136417010407</id><published>2008-05-12T12:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T12:51:14.128-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OOPPPPS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Mothers Day!  It weally did start out so &lt;strong&gt;innocent&lt;/strong&gt;.  Ty and I were the first ones up.  We were soooo excited because we got mawmie new flavored coffee and we were gonna make it!!!  We wanted to do it without ANY help.  So into the kitchen we went (it would be better wiff pictures I know).  Filled up the hugemongous coffee pot with wots and wots of water.  Then we put the new coffee in, it smelled SO good too.  We began to pour the water &lt;strong&gt;THEN &lt;/strong&gt;it happened.  We lost control of the pot, it came tumbling down and crashed on the floor(tile floor).  Next all I heard was screaming and Ty holding on to me.  We were scart!!!  What were we going to do now???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Daddy came to rescue us!  He aire lifted me outside and aire lifted Ty to the living room.  Next came mawmie, she saw we were ok then started to laugh.  &lt;strong&gt;LAUGH &lt;/strong&gt;can you believe it????  We found nothing funny about this!!!!  Finally sister showed up, the sleepy head.  She came and checked on me.  I was fine except for the laughing part that mawmie did.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;So they took mawmie out for coffee, lunch then for more coffee at the book store.  I stayed home and waited.....      Finally then came home with what looked like fresh home made bread.  Oh yes it was the "mother's day bread" and I had my eye on it.   Yes...I ended my day in time out because I counter surfed and ate the mother's day bread.  She wasn't laughing then.  I just don't get it.  Why does she laugh at some things but not at others?  I thought for sure she would laugh at the counter surfing.  Oh well.  Big aire slaps to you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Willow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-6467258136417010407?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/6467258136417010407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=6467258136417010407&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6467258136417010407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6467258136417010407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/05/oopppps.html' title='OOPPPPS!!!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-6155094412594163266</id><published>2008-05-06T09:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T09:34:37.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cats Eye View!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SCBeAvFFGSI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-W2lUTj94oo/s1600-h/S3600140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197257336716335394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SCBeAvFFGSI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-W2lUTj94oo/s320/S3600140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SCBeA_FFGTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/h28XuOUnIdk/s1600-h/S3600004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197257341011302706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SCBeA_FFGTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/h28XuOUnIdk/s320/S3600004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well she did it! She found a picture of me (Teak). Granted it is not the best but she put me on the blog. Does she have no shame??? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Maiz&lt;/span&gt; I can understand. He loves this kind of stuff. But not me.....I am the "behind" the scenes kind of guy! I make sure all is well in our house. This is just not right. No doggy, kitty or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hooman&lt;/span&gt; is supposed to see me. I am the sentry around here!!! What was she thinking!!! &lt;strong&gt;I think she forgot that I make the rules around here&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;....I wonder if she is upset that I didn't stop Willow from digging that hole yesterday? But hey I was inside watching her bed making sure nobody got on it that shouldn't be there while I was on it. What is a cat to do?? I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;snuck&lt;/span&gt; a picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Maiz&lt;/span&gt; on here too. He is the yellow guy. He LOVES the camera. Mom says he should have be the next "Morris" whoever that is. Fear not, I got back at mom for this so don't you worry. Yep......I tore up the doggies food bag with my claws. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ahhhhh&lt;/span&gt; a cats life, does it get any better than that. Be cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Scratching out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Teak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-6155094412594163266?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/6155094412594163266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=6155094412594163266&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6155094412594163266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6155094412594163266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/05/cats-eye-view.html' title='Cats Eye View!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SCBeAvFFGSI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-W2lUTj94oo/s72-c/S3600140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-3143310784077970596</id><published>2008-05-04T21:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T22:13:03.504-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bath Time and No Way Out!!!</title><content type='html'>She did it!!!!  She tricked me into a bath.  I didn't even see it coming.  I was loving on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mawmie&lt;/span&gt; this morning giving her all kinds of hugs and slurps.  I have been sticking close to her and I mean REALLY close.    She went into the bathroom and I followed like I always do and she closed the door.  I new something was up right then because she never closes the door.  I was trapped and I couldn't find a way out.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; tried to help me but no suck luck.  She yipped, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;scrrratched&lt;/span&gt; and snorted at the door but still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mawmie&lt;/span&gt; was not letting me out!  The next part I blame grandma for.....SHE GROOMED ME!!!  I guess I am no longer going to see Mr. Cliff.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mawmie&lt;/span&gt; came back from grandmas house where she learned how to give an "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Aire&lt;/span&gt;" cut and got busy on me.  She did an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; job .... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;biiiggg&lt;/span&gt; SIGH.  This just isn't how I wanted to spend my Sunday.  But in the end I got a peanut butter sandwich and got to go bye-bye.  I guess the peanut butter alone may have been worth it.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Shhhh&lt;/span&gt; don't tell my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mawmie&lt;/span&gt; that. &lt;br /&gt;I will catch up with you all later.  I just wanted to give you a quick up date.  Alas...still no camera.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Mawmie&lt;/span&gt; wishes there was one because she wants to show off my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;airecut&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-3143310784077970596?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/3143310784077970596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=3143310784077970596&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/3143310784077970596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/3143310784077970596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/05/bath-time-and-no-way-out.html' title='Bath Time and No Way Out!!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-1711363329953152421</id><published>2008-05-02T12:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T12:40:34.914-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can it be?</title><content type='html'>Well hi my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aire&lt;/span&gt; pals and other 4 pawed friends!  My family is kind of sad right now.  There best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hooman&lt;/span&gt; friends are moving to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Australia&lt;/span&gt; on Wednesday.  The moving van came today and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mawmie&lt;/span&gt; is over helping them pack.  Tears have been flowing for months in my house over this "move" to the other side of the globe.   I just keep hearing "can it really be happening?"  Yes it really is happening.  The bonus side to this is I keep getting lots and lots of hugs and kisses and I slurp away the tears for them.  I am kind of good at that.&lt;br /&gt;I probably won't be around until after next Wednesday due to all the "drama" that will probably be pawing out.  I sure hope daddy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; and I make it through with all this crying.  Wish us luck everyone.  We will give you the move report ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;slurps,&lt;br /&gt;Willow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-1711363329953152421?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/1711363329953152421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=1711363329953152421&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/1711363329953152421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/1711363329953152421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/05/can-it-be.html' title='Can it be?'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-3568516859851345499</id><published>2008-04-29T08:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T09:03:41.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More scary EYES!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SBcbTfFFGRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GGPOfhATHuk/s1600-h/S3600064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194650716769425682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SBcbTfFFGRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GGPOfhATHuk/s320/S3600064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well mawmie did it!  She found a scary eye picture of the kitty.  Still none of Teak but this is Maiz.  This is my hooman girls kitty.   He likes to sleep on her head.  This was taken a few years ago during her "Hello Kitty" phase when she had pink walls.  I wasn't here then but I heard it was very bright in her room.  The "boys" tell me it was really only safe (for your eyes) to go in during the night.  I guess that is why his eyes look so scary!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mawmie is not so happy today.  She took pictures of me on her crappy camera.  She tried to upload them and in the process lost some real good ones on her memory card.  We really need to put that bug in the Camera Fairy's ear for her.  I am tired of listening to her whine about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nose pokes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Willow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-3568516859851345499?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/3568516859851345499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=3568516859851345499&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/3568516859851345499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/3568516859851345499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/04/more-scary-eyes.html' title='More scary EYES!!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SBcbTfFFGRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GGPOfhATHuk/s72-c/S3600064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-8659331130589590222</id><published>2008-04-28T17:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T18:00:40.279-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For Deetz...Scary Eyes!  But not really!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SBZHs_FFGQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/phmyzUBTQNI/s1600-h/DSCN0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194418058391001346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SBZHs_FFGQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/phmyzUBTQNI/s320/DSCN0474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SBZGQ_FFGPI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2qIjDHNjiVU/s1600-h/S3600005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194416477843036402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SBZGQ_FFGPI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2qIjDHNjiVU/s320/S3600005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ok Deetz here they are.   This is as good as we could get!!  We discovered that our mawmie is VERY fond of that darn "delete" button like so many other mawmies are.  She even tried to find one of our kitties but they were nowhere to be found!!!  (Teak was happy about that I might add)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are a little busy at our house!  We are off to a basketball game for the hooman boy.  My mawmie quit her job today!!!  Woohoo we are all happy about that.  We will update tomorrow.  Alas...still no camera.  Mawmie wants one for her birthday REALLY bad.  We will have to put a bug in the birthday fairy's ear about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's to ya Deetz!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Willow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes and Pilar too!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-8659331130589590222?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8659331130589590222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=8659331130589590222&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8659331130589590222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8659331130589590222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/04/for-deetzscary-eyes-but-not-really.html' title='For Deetz...Scary Eyes!  But not really!!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SBZHs_FFGQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/phmyzUBTQNI/s72-c/DSCN0474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-4248834206001899989</id><published>2008-04-25T10:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:21:15.021-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Food,Food, and uhh...... MORE FOOOOOOOOD</title><content type='html'>Willow here. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; I will tell you what I got.  But first I'll tell you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; my girl (Ally) had planned and had out. We had Bean and Bacon soup, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cesar&lt;/span&gt; Salad, Chicken, Brats, Hot dawgs (thank goodness they don't make them out of dogs!!!!), And Ice Cream Cake. Pilar and I had a little bit of everything.   It was sooooo good and like I said before, the kids were great about dropping things for us.  But, my girl Ally always takes care of me.  She and I have and unbarken agreement at dinner time.  I look cute and she gives me the good stuff....and all is well in our house!!!  I even got to  have some of that yummy cake because my sister let me have some of the frosting!!!!  As much as I begged she wouldn't let me have any chocolate, darn.  I think she new mawmy wouldn't go for that.  We hear chocolate is bad for me.   Yep I am one lucky dale, my girl is pawsome and she rocks! &lt;br /&gt;I gotta skoot.  I am on the search for more food.  My girl played "hookey" today from school so I should be able to get some good stuff out of her today.   My tummy can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bark at you later,&lt;br /&gt;Willow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-4248834206001899989?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/4248834206001899989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=4248834206001899989&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/4248834206001899989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/4248834206001899989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/04/foodfood-and-uhh-more-fooooooood.html' title='Food,Food, and uhh...... MORE FOOOOOOOOD'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-6590846009873583534</id><published>2008-04-23T11:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T11:33:11.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Home!!!</title><content type='html'>Sheeee's Back!!!  The waiting, oh the waiting!   It was not good yesterday at our house.  Ally told us that mommies planes were late so that meant mommie would be late...BIG SIGH!!!  Pilar and I just didn't get it.  You see we planned a PAWTY along with our girl for moms homecoming and this just was not aireseptable!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Finally she got home to lots of love, food, ice cream , food, kids, food, friends, food and family.  Hey paw friends did I mention how much FOOD there was????  My daddy is a great cook and he had sooo much food.  AND I know you are all wondering if we got some of that tasty food.  Yes my paw friends we DID!!!  The only thing missing was the camera!!!  Mommie was way to excited with seeing us to get the camera out but she promises to make up for that.&lt;br /&gt;All the rotten boys got to her first since they were playing out front, then the girls and Pilar.  Can you believe the cats got to her before I did.  That's ok because when I got to her I let her have it for being gone for so long.  I nose poked her, aire yelled at her then just knocked her down and gave her some good aire slurps.  Once we got the hooman kids to bed mommie and I settled down for some snuggle time, yes even Pilar and the cats joined us. &lt;br /&gt;She is the bestest mommie in the world.  Want to know why?  We get to go on our bye-byes again.  No more being kenneled during the day!!!  We get to have coffee with mommie and hang out with her in daddies big chair!!   I get to go to sisters softball practice again!!!   But here is the best thing......SHE DIDN'T BRING HOME THAT PUPPY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Paw slaps, nose pokes and dale snaps,&lt;br /&gt;Willow&lt;br /&gt;Pee. Ees.  We will post more later mommie says after she get the camera out and working!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-6590846009873583534?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/6590846009873583534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=6590846009873583534&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6590846009873583534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6590846009873583534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/04/shes-home.html' title='She&apos;s Home!!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-5730015453428970004</id><published>2008-04-21T11:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T12:16:42.609-04:00</updated><title type='text'>24 HOURS!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Well mom will be home in 24 hours!!  She flies into Detroit tomorrow and we are on paws and tails about it!  We just know she is going to be in paw heaven (kid heaven too)!!!  She is never to tired for any of us. &lt;br /&gt;We are all wondering how we(hooman kids and paw kids) can kick dad out of the bed so we can have mommy to ourselves when she gets back.  We can't wait for hugs, snuggles, slurps(paw kids) and kisses!  We have to admit dad is usually good about sharing mommy with us and gives up his bed upon a return!!! &lt;br /&gt;Now about that puppy!  Dad told mom "DON'T BRING HOME A PUPPY!!!"  Well the truth is they are not ready to go home.  If they were I think she would be bringing one home.  I am on dads side with this but my hooman sister is on "team" puppy with mom.  Pilar and Ty (hooman brother) just really don't care.  I am going to work on those two!!  My kittys are "team" no-puppy so we just might win this thing.  My mom is going to put up pictures later of the 2 puppies she wants so she said to be on the look out later this evening for them.  She thinks that is going to convince me or something. &lt;br /&gt;Paw slaps and nose pokes,&lt;br /&gt;Willow, Pilar and the Cats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-5730015453428970004?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/5730015453428970004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=5730015453428970004&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/5730015453428970004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/5730015453428970004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/04/24-hours.html' title='24 HOURS!!!!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-2356287566883511716</id><published>2008-04-15T14:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T14:49:10.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life without mommy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Pilar " It is sad mommy isn't here!  Our picture hasn't been taken in weeks!  I can't believe  she has been gone for so long!  I wonder if  she is really going to come home?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Willow " Oh please Pilar!!!  I hate it when she documents everything we do.....then we can't hide it.  I heard she is coming home next week.  At least that is what I over heard daddy saying last night.  Oh yeah, you were in sleeping with Ally so you didn't catch that did ya!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Pilar "I will believe it when I see it!!!  Note....I was doing MY job and sleeping with my girl.  Why weren't you sleeping with your boy?  Looking for the midnight snack again from daddy?  Oh bother!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Willow"Who ME midnight snacking with daddy?  A dale would &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; (wink wink) do that!!  Besides daddy had to fix my bed in my boys room before I could go to bed for so sweet slumber!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Teak the Alpha Cat"Enough already!!!  She will be home next week .   Face it ladies...no matter how much you two beg I am the late night snack king with daddy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will sign out for these two today.  I guess they really miss mommy.  I am Teak the oldest of the house.  Mommy hasn't put my picture up yet.  I hope she doesn't find one to put up there either.  I like my privacy!&lt;br /&gt;So all of you stay cool and snack as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;Teak the Alpha Cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-2356287566883511716?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/2356287566883511716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=2356287566883511716&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/2356287566883511716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/2356287566883511716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-without-mommy.html' title='Life without mommy!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-363657677837806046</id><published>2008-04-11T11:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T12:11:46.794-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Have or NOT to Have</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Morning everyone!  Well the question is...."Is your mommy bring home a black dale?"  My answer...."I SURE HOPE NOT!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;However I am a daddy's girl so I will be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;patient and understanding....NOT...&lt;/span&gt;if she decides to bring one home.  But daddy already said to her "DON'T COME HOME WITH ANYMORE DALES!!!!!"  But my mommy is kinda like a dale, especially a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLACK &lt;/span&gt;dale...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; she does what she wants.  My kids want her to bring one back the little traitors.  I must admit my boy does need a dale.   My mommy told me that is why she is seriously thinking of bringing one back.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;**&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; here...mommy didn't ask me if it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; but I know I am still her princess.  Maybe if she brings one home I will no longer be tortured by Willow and I can go back to being the couch dog that I love being!!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Oh bother now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; is on Mommies side.  What's a dale to do?  I will have to talk to daddy about this.  This can't be happening......can it?  I love my mommy but this is crazy!!!!!  Maybe she just has puppy fever being around all those puppies.  HELP SOMEONE PLEASE BUY THOSE PUPPIES SO SHE DOESN'T COME  HOME WITH ONE!!!!   She wants one of my mommies puppies, they are now a day old and she is going to post pictures later today.  I guess she has already picked one.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OOOOHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;.    That is it I am calling daddy ASAP.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Can someone get his work number for me?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Well I am off to pout like only a Dale can do.  Wish me luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;lots of dale snaps and nose pokes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Willow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-363657677837806046?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/363657677837806046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=363657677837806046&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/363657677837806046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/363657677837806046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-have-or-not-to-have.html' title='To Have or NOT to Have'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-5051051647431614642</id><published>2008-04-09T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T21:13:14.032-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppies Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/R_1pa6k84qI/AAAAAAAAADw/zmI2hxe0tog/s1600-h/100_4874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/R_1pa6k84qI/AAAAAAAAADw/zmI2hxe0tog/s320/100_4874.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187418256922436258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/R_1pbKk84rI/AAAAAAAAAD4/DJ-HFPybgck/s1600-h/100_4858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/R_1pbKk84rI/AAAAAAAAAD4/DJ-HFPybgck/s320/100_4858.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187418261217403570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/R_1pbqk84sI/AAAAAAAAAEA/9OLVA1xXrBU/s1600-h/100_4869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/R_1pbqk84sI/AAAAAAAAAEA/9OLVA1xXrBU/s320/100_4869.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187418269807338178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok you asked for it you got it.  Here are some pictures of the puppies.  Willow didn't want to send them out because she didn't want anyone to think they were cuter than her so I told mom I would do it.  I hope you enjoy them everyone!&lt;div&gt;happy trails,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pilar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-5051051647431614642?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/5051051647431614642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=5051051647431614642&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/5051051647431614642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/5051051647431614642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/04/puppies-part-2.html' title='Puppies Part 2'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/R_1pa6k84qI/AAAAAAAAADw/zmI2hxe0tog/s72-c/100_4874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-2370673635217019024</id><published>2008-04-09T17:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T18:23:29.201-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy the Traitor!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/R_0806k84pI/AAAAAAAAADo/hEoFjneAfPs/s1600-h/100_4856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/R_0806k84pI/AAAAAAAAADo/hEoFjneAfPs/s320/100_4856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187369225575785106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone!  I guess you have all noticed that I have not been on of late to tell you all of my latest "tails" so to speak!&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from this picture my mommy is off in New Mexico being a traitor!!!  My human grandma is up to her elbows in puppies.  They are currently waiting for my mommy Apache to have her babies.  Can you imagine  16-18 Airedale puppies in one house?   First time momma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Taradale&lt;/span&gt; is having a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;litttlllee&lt;/span&gt; trouble feeding her babies.  It is turning into a 24/7 job for my mommy and grandma.  (Glad I am not there because I wouldn't get ANY attention) &lt;br /&gt;That is mommy on phone asking about ME believe it or not!  I thought she might have forgotten about me. &lt;br /&gt;I got angry at my family today.  They had the nerve to play with me this morning, get me all excited then CRATE me so they could go to school and work.  Yeah!!!  I was thinking the same thing you are my friends.  Not working for me!  So when they got home I had a BIG surprise waiting for them.  I chewed, tore and all around destroyed my birthday pillow.   Now you would think it would just be kept between those of us here in Michigan right?  Oh no they had to call mommy and tattle on me.    You guessed it.  She freaked when my girl told her the zipper was missing!!  I hid it I didn't eat it like mommy thought.  So on the phone mommy was to daddy then the drama unfolded.  (mommy is kind of like that, she used to work for a vet &amp;amp; has horror stories)  Daddy got the whole story and calmed mommy down.  Those kids.  I am seriously considering hiding one of their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;webkinz&lt;/span&gt; for telling on me to mommy.&lt;br /&gt;My boy and I played basketball the other day but he didn't share the ball to well so I decided I would go in search of my own ball.  As you can all guess that didn't work to well either.   Sister found me at the neighbors but I pretended I didn't see her OR hear her and ran really fast to the other side of the house and beat her to the door.  I think I won since I beat her to the door.&lt;br /&gt;Well my friends I must go.  Please take care, be well and Mr. T buckle up and be safe.  Those Phoenix drivers are crazy from what I hear.  Mommy was just in Tucson &amp;amp; she said they are just as bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;airedale&lt;/span&gt; kiss to all,&lt;br /&gt;Willow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-2370673635217019024?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/2370673635217019024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=2370673635217019024&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/2370673635217019024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/2370673635217019024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/04/mommy-traitor.html' title='Mommy the Traitor!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/R_0806k84pI/AAAAAAAAADo/hEoFjneAfPs/s72-c/100_4856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-2062086695886335393</id><published>2008-03-31T12:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T12:33:21.202-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trash, Tractor's and  my kids!!</title><content type='html'>Hello &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt; here.  My girl is writing everything down for me because I am to tired from yesterday. Well my boy had a friend over and they were playing with Ally. Those mean boys wouldn't let Willow and I go near the fire they had made.  Well I got mad and went to be alone with mommy.  Willow came running in demanding mom.  Well Ally sent Willow outside.  She ran and I was alone at last.  Then Willow came in that night and started bragging up a storm.&lt;br /&gt;Want to know what she did?   Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; tell you. The girl was getting wood from the woodpile and "The Mutt" chased after the tractor to help.  I have to say she was a good helper.  Well after they roasted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;marshmallows&lt;/span&gt;  dad loaded the tractor with trash for Ally to take to the road for him. Well on the way out the silly boys hopped in back with the TRASH!!!! Ty got in trouble, 1 for jumping in back and 2 for standing up and trying to surf!!  Then they all came inside.  Ally let us out not knowing those boys left the gate open.  Of course, we are dogs so we went to the front I went to the bathroom then to the front door.   But the "Mutt" went to the trash and started playing in it.   Ty was in trouble again.  I felt bad because poor Ally had to wash Willow because she smelled really bad and had stuff sticking to her.  Oh Willows coming got to go.&lt;br /&gt;       Bark at you later&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt;  (the smarter dog of the house.bye)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-2062086695886335393?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/2062086695886335393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=2062086695886335393&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/2062086695886335393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/2062086695886335393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/03/trash-tractors-and-my-kids.html' title='Trash, Tractor&apos;s and  my kids!!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-7229800922855879235</id><published>2008-03-28T22:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T22:48:31.895-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/R-2sGTszwyI/AAAAAAAAACA/T_jUcJPLytk/s1600-h/DSCN0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/R-2sGTszwyI/AAAAAAAAACA/T_jUcJPLytk/s320/DSCN0412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182987970540716834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today I spent to much time in my crate.  My family was gone most of the day but that is ok because they made up for it when they got home!!    Not to mention spring break just started for my kids so life is looking good for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got to thinking about times when I was a wee little thing.  As you can see from the picture I like to chew up paper.  Yes, I Willow am addicted to paper.  It doesn't matter what kind it is, phone books, school books, cook books, etc., you get the point my friends.  This was my first big destructive paper project.  Mommy thought it was funny.  Daddy didn't, I guess it was because he had to clean it up.  He had the nerve to make me stand out there with him while he cleaned it up!!!  Of course mommy made a production out of it like she does everything else.  I should have caught on then to run when the camera comes out because it usually ends up bad for me with my picture sent to all family members with my deed of the day!  So my question is this my furry friends:  Is anyone else addicted to paper or is just me?  This is Willow signing out for the night.  Wishing you all a great nights sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-7229800922855879235?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/7229800922855879235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=7229800922855879235&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7229800922855879235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7229800922855879235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/03/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/R-2sGTszwyI/AAAAAAAAACA/T_jUcJPLytk/s72-c/DSCN0412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-7311549954690717655</id><published>2008-03-27T13:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T13:55:26.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tennis Balls &amp; Coffee</title><content type='html'>Hmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;Well we sure did have a morning around here.  All I did was want to play.  All mommy wanted to do was finish her coffee.  I was having none of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; that!  &lt;/span&gt;Mommy is a BIG coffee drinker (I even sneak a sip every now and then).  Pilar wouldn't play fair, the cats just wouldn't play so mommy was my next target.&lt;br /&gt;She was doing pretty good at throwing the ball for me I must admit.  She was on the phone talking to grandma, which I didn't like.  I think she forgets sometimes that it is all about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME!   &lt;/span&gt;We were doing pretty good then I went and did it!  Yep my furry friends I dropped the ball in her coffee cup when she wasn't looking.    If only I would have know she was going to make a production about it I would&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; NOT&lt;/span&gt; have done it.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;As you can all see I am trying to look cute but am looking very guilty.   I guess this means I don't get to go with mommy to pick up my kids.  :((  Maybe if I give her my "Dale" eyes she will change her mind.  The eyes usually work on her and daddy.&lt;br /&gt;I will let you all know how the rest of the day goes.  I promised mommy I will leave her coffee alone...at least for the rest of the day!&lt;br /&gt;slurping out,&lt;br /&gt;Willow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-7311549954690717655?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/7311549954690717655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=7311549954690717655&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7311549954690717655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7311549954690717655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/03/tennis-balls-coffee.html' title='Tennis Balls &amp; Coffee'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-2672744783059539708</id><published>2008-03-26T00:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T01:06:44.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy days &amp; Birthdays!</title><content type='html'>Wow!  We sure have been busy at our house these last few days!  My boy turned 10 on Sunday, which was also Easter.  My mommy spent the morning baking him brownies because he doesn't like cake.   My sister Pilar and I got different treats at his treat time.  We helped daddy in the kitchen debone the turkey!   Daddy was trying to teach me how to catch the treats in the air and I must say I was doing a good job but my sister Pilar wasn't too good. &lt;br /&gt;My mommy has taken off from work for awhile so it has been great having her home with us!  We don't have to be in our crates very much since she is here with us most of the day.  Not to mention we get to go just about everywhere she goes!!!     Our favorite time of the days is after daddy goes to work and the kids are at school.  We all sneak back to bed, cuddle and nap the morning away!&lt;br /&gt;     Thank you to everyone who left us a comment!  We will be sure to link you all to  our page and feel free to link us up!  We love meeting new friends!!  My mommy loves Black Airedales.  She waited almost 2 years for me.  My grandma said she was getting pretty picky and just might not end up with one!!!  But mommy new what she wanted.  She adores my "birth" mommy Apache and waited for her to have me.  She told me I was WELL worth the wait.             &lt;br /&gt;       It has been a busy day running my kids around to all their activities.  I just don't know why mommy lets them get so busy.  It takes away from MY play time.  I think we may have to talk about this over Spring break next week.  I hope all of you had good snuggle time with your kids, cats and mommies and daddies.  We have lizards but I was told I had to leave them alone....sigh!  Bark at you all later,&lt;br /&gt;Willow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-2672744783059539708?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/2672744783059539708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=2672744783059539708&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/2672744783059539708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/2672744783059539708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/03/busy-days-birthdays.html' title='Busy days &amp; Birthdays!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-8582386549136542477</id><published>2008-03-22T14:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T15:06:02.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Seriously....I hope my mommy gets this blog down.  She made "Snow Day Part I" and lost it for me.  So it looks as if she is now fired and I will just do the job myself.  Humans......&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from the title it snowed again.  It was great!!!  My mommy hates the snow, which I personally don't get, but I love it.  She told me she was not my personal doggy door opener?  Whatever that means?  She did mentions something about going groundhog hunting in Pennsylvania next year because of this long winter?  Anyway if that means going bye-bye count me in!&lt;br /&gt;Her little prissy "dog" hates the snow too.  Her name is Pilar and daddy calls her a mop with 4 legs.  I have to agree with him on that.  OH by the way...anyone in need of a mope with 4 lets?  Shhhh...don't let mommy know I am trying to borrow her out.  She is just a grouchy THIEF!!!  Yes my friends you read correctly, she is a thief.  She takes MY toys and hides them in her crate and will even lay on them so I can't get them. &lt;br /&gt;Can you believe my kids had the nerve to leave me home alone today?  I can't and I am very upset with them.  Mommy has already taken one of their Webkinz from me.  Hey they are not here to play with it so i should get to right?  I am going to end here and run that darn Pilar out of MY crate.  Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;Bark at ya later,&lt;br /&gt;Willow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-8582386549136542477?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8582386549136542477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=8582386549136542477&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8582386549136542477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/8582386549136542477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/03/snow-day-part-2.html' title='Snow Day part 2'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-6609007537848987634</id><published>2008-03-22T14:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T14:52:06.134-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-6609007537848987634?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/6609007537848987634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=6609007537848987634&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6609007537848987634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/6609007537848987634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-7057793494671387442</id><published>2008-03-20T10:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T11:01:14.681-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Outside again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/R-J8IjszwmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-Gjerl7UJE8/s1600-h/S3600003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/R-J8IjszwmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-Gjerl7UJE8/s320/S3600003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179839007893471842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Well I tried to sun today but it was still a no go.  I can't wait for the weather to get warmer here in Michigan.   Mommy keeps talking about this place called Arizona that she says is really nice and warm.  Hmm...wonder if she'll ever take me there.&lt;br /&gt;I am rather upset with my family today.  I didn't get to drop my kids off at school this morning.  So I went into their rooms and started taking all kinds of things out and brought them into the living room.  I tried putting them in my toy box but I got busted by mommy!!!  She is no fun.&lt;br /&gt;I am rather bored today because the silly cats don't want to play and the "little floppy thing" they have here called a dog doesn't want to play either.&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe tomorrow will be better.&lt;br /&gt;barking out,&lt;br /&gt;Willow&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/4806360914500063469-7057793494671387442?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/7057793494671387442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=7057793494671387442&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7057793494671387442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/7057793494671387442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/03/outside-again.html' title='Outside again!'/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/R-J8IjszwmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-Gjerl7UJE8/s72-c/S3600003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806360914500063469.post-826343509785417972</id><published>2008-03-17T14:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T14:04:45.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone! Just wanted to let you know that life is going great here in Michigan. I just turned 1 in January!! It seems that I am finally getting everyone trained, even the cats and that "dog" they have. I LOVE my kids and they love me a lot. I go with mommy every morning to take them to school. I just don't understand why I can't go with them. I have been invited to spend the night at my girls friends house when she goes and I am excited about that. Mommy says she just isn't to sure about it because I didn't do to well the last time I spent the night away from home. But that was when she took me to that horrible doctor and left me overnight by myself!!!! I have many talents that just are not appriciated around this house. I open gates, light the stove, drag MY toys all over (after all they are mine) leave my bones in special places and am demanding about dinner. Ok ok so I throw my dish when I want to eat, but hey a girls gotta do what she's gotta do when she is starving!My starting home was Tenkiller Airedales in Deming, New Mexico. My first mommy was Apache. Apaches "mommy" is my grandma. I was a birthday present to my mommy from grandma. But I must admit I am a daddy's girl. So...I wonder I grandma is going to send a cousin to us for mommy....Well I am off in search of a Webkinz.bark bark,Willow&lt;br /&gt;draft&lt;br /&gt;10:36:00 AM&lt;br /&gt;by cactusbird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="link" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-delete.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;amp;postID=2316806087569533071"&gt;Delete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 – 1 of 1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806360914500063469-826343509785417972?l=willowskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/feeds/826343509785417972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806360914500063469&amp;postID=826343509785417972&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/826343509785417972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806360914500063469/posts/default/826343509785417972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willowskids.blogspot.com/2008/03/hi-everyone-just-wanted-to-let-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Willow the Black Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14405124697782761964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jRqI8u8cVNw/SHI2h0JgriI/AAAAAAAAANM/irFO4e4j2bA/S220/WillowsAdventure+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
