<?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-33414807</id><updated>2011-10-10T16:33:15.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The life of a Rescue Buddy.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-3076599641851042602</id><published>2009-05-02T08:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T17:36:19.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes my life sucks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Being in doggie rescue, well it doesn't make me very happy all the time. Here are some of the reasons.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331223536123182770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SfxPj2DS_rI/AAAAAAAAAZY/bfeG4WqBjvw/s200/Nillie+9+weeks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yes, that is a puppy, and yes it is my new sissy, here to stay.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331223530390650898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SfxPjgsjgBI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/DOHS9xnkstU/s200/Mickey+Moose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yes, that is a small pony. Okay, not here to stay (thank goodness) and not a pony. Actually he is okay, kinda nice. Kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331223535137277730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SfxPjyYPRyI/AAAAAAAAAZg/x_jDRaT4RHA/s200/Mickey+and+Nillie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/33414807-3076599641851042602?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/3076599641851042602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=3076599641851042602' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/3076599641851042602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/3076599641851042602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2009/05/sometimes-my-life-sucks.html' title='Sometimes my life sucks...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SfxPj2DS_rI/AAAAAAAAAZY/bfeG4WqBjvw/s72-c/Nillie+9+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-7140894425287144085</id><published>2009-03-31T18:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T19:00:04.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No news doesn't mean all is well..</title><content type='html'>Well, here I am again.  Been a while.  Here is the long and short of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicky Noodle Collie has a new home.  He and Duncan were just fighting so much and no one was happy.  So Mom gave him up.  I don't miss him, but she does.  She has cried buckets over him.  (I'm still here, whats to cry about?).  Nicky now lives with a family with two daughters, and a cat.  No other dogs.  I hear he is being spoilt rotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles left for a new foster, Sophie went back to the rescue shelter.  She still is waiting for a forever home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had several new fosters come and go.  Bellatrix, Rori, and Major.  Major is a Pug and he only has two teeth.  He is staying.  Mom and the human boys love him and he likes to sleep.  Who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tavish got lost on New Years Day and ended spending the night out.  He was found by someone two miles away from Nana's house, on the other side of the lake.  Mom was totally freaked.  Tavish's heart has gotten worse since then.  He has had three grand mal seizures that we know about.  He is on another heart medicine and Mom hopes she won't have to add phena barb to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duncan is happier, I'm sort of happier.  We have a new deaf foster named Regan, she is an Aussie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the big news is that we have a new puppy.  Yes, Mom caved and we now have little Vanilla Milkshake aka Nillie.  Nillie is a 9 week old Sheltiex/Chihuhua.  She is a pest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all my girlfriends who have missed me.  I'm still handsome, and right now I smell really good.  My Mom had me groomed, I hated it, but if it makes me better looking, who can fight it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom has a new computer so no pictures right now...but soon, as soon as she ports some over, whatever that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-7140894425287144085?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/7140894425287144085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=7140894425287144085' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7140894425287144085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7140894425287144085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-news-doesnt-mean-all-is-well.html' title='No news doesn&apos;t mean all is well..'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-5903955867983488638</id><published>2008-11-19T19:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T19:54:54.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Thanks for all the kind words about Wookie's passing. We all miss him a lot. It is kinda funny how a little Wookie can leave such a huge space in our hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, Sophie finally left this week. It is sad and it is a relief. Mom said she had a hard time with it because Sophie trusted her. But Sophie will have a better chance of getting a home if she is at the kennel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the latest addition to our house. This is Miles the puppy. He is annoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270536269309160898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SSS0z_v8LcI/AAAAAAAAAYU/g7ovtt_et_Q/s200/Miles+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not quite as annoying as this character though!  (aka Nicky the Noodle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270536277770859794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SSS00fRXdRI/AAAAAAAAAYc/fMHmuFxzhPc/s200/Miles+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS out to the Key Collies...award??? what award??  (Hey Mom! I won an award!~)&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/33414807-5903955867983488638?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/5903955867983488638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=5903955867983488638' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/5903955867983488638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/5903955867983488638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanks.html' title='Thanks...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SSS0z_v8LcI/AAAAAAAAAYU/g7ovtt_et_Q/s72-c/Miles+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-6606131388172855837</id><published>2008-11-08T18:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T19:04:17.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad News indeed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SRYoyFmlfGI/AAAAAAAAARk/xT_GLEoB2do/s1600-h/renovations+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266441655218961506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SRYoyFmlfGI/AAAAAAAAARk/xT_GLEoB2do/s200/renovations+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well our little brother Wookie passed away last weekend. I haven't had much energy to blog about it. We all miss him a lot. He was 17 years old and had been with us for 3 years. Frankly, Mom was surprised he stayed so long. My little human brothers were gone for the weekend so they didn't get to say goodbye, but they were rolling down the car windows in the dark and yelling it out to the trees, "We love you Wookie!" "We miss you Wookie!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now Mom is going to be sending Sophie back to the rescue because she bit Mom twice last weekend. She wasn't trying to bit Mom, she was trying to get Duncan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266441659187315474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SRYoyUYtwxI/AAAAAAAAARs/Il3FFK6KtUo/s200/Pumpkin+picking+2008+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Duncan has had it very rough recently. Nicky has been really going after him. Nicky has gotten a little better, but he did it again today. Mom was ticked and Nicky had to stay in his crate all afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom pulled another Sheltie senior from the local shelter. His name was Tinder. Mom like him a lot, but he went to another foster while Sophie is here. But we did get to have a Sheltie party with me, Tavish and Tinder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tavish was sick a while ago and it turns out he has congestive heart failure like me. Mom says she needs to take out stock in the company that makes the medicine lasix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And NOW we have a sheltie puppy staying with us. Mom hasn't gotten him to stand still long enough for a picture. He is a "lethal white." That means both his parents were blue merles and that he is deaf and partially blind. Sure doesn't stop him though. He is 9 months old. Nicky thinks that he is his twin lost at birth. The two of them play non stop. My older human brother loves the two of them too. Mom keeps saying that my older human brother needs to take care of "his puppy." Man I hope that doesn't mean that Miles is staying. Can we trade him in for Tinder?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was a cat that adopted us that Mom named Baboo. She sent him to the rescue to be neutured, but he didn't come back. He tested positive for FIV and has to stay with the rescue until they can find a foster home that takes in FIV positive cats. Mom was really sad about it. But I know that Schnitzel and Teddycat aren't sad at all. I think they are delighted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom is worried about them being sick with FIV now. She moans about her vet bill because it is twice the size of her monthly mortgage. I guess it is a good thing that her vet is rescue friendly too. Mom says she needs to stop helping the older dogs, but I doubt she can stop that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone is doing well. I'll try and check in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;M-the-V&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/33414807-6606131388172855837?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/6606131388172855837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=6606131388172855837' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/6606131388172855837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/6606131388172855837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2008/11/sad-news-indeed.html' title='Sad News indeed'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SRYoyFmlfGI/AAAAAAAAARk/xT_GLEoB2do/s72-c/renovations+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-2083692903712678864</id><published>2008-09-13T22:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T22:45:01.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am alive in Michigan...</title><content type='html'>Not doing much these days.  Thought I'd drop in and check on my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-2083692903712678864?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2083692903712678864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=2083692903712678864' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/2083692903712678864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/2083692903712678864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-alive-in-michigan.html' title='I am alive in Michigan...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-7561548562608598401</id><published>2008-07-22T16:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:43.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm alive...I'm here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;For anyone who's noticed I've been offline for a bit. Mom didn't pay the internet bill...bahahahah. Well actually Mom tried to change carriers and it just took a while. But I'm back. Course it is summer, and I've been kinda lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225961533316898834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SIZYU4M1oBI/AAAAAAAAARM/C1VcWj0yg2M/s200/foster+dogs+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, here is the news. Mom is adopting Tavish. Wookie is feeling loads better. We have a new foster named Sophie. She doesn't like cats though, so I haven't seen much of the kitties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225961540787812530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SIZYVUCCuLI/AAAAAAAAARc/MBs3RiZwpqs/s200/July+3+2008+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My human brother lost his front teeth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225961535921187634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SIZYVB5v6zI/AAAAAAAAARU/YnHYj8fBogI/s200/July+3+2008+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mom found a cute picture of her and my little human brother at halloween.  I did say we were boring didn't I? hmm maybe I should have?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225961489616411906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SIZYSVZ1HQI/AAAAAAAAARE/Nkem4FaT7yA/s200/Halloween+2007+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;M-the-V&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-7561548562608598401?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/7561548562608598401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=7561548562608598401' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7561548562608598401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7561548562608598401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-aliveim-here.html' title='I&apos;m alive...I&apos;m here'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SIZYU4M1oBI/AAAAAAAAARM/C1VcWj0yg2M/s72-c/foster+dogs+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-189044351601184536</id><published>2008-05-04T17:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:43.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Celeb am I?</title><content type='html'>Snoop Dogg&lt;br /&gt;Smooth &amp;amp; Cool&lt;br /&gt;Swingin' hard and keeping it real in his 'hood, your little homey is Snoop Doggy Dogg, yo.&lt;br /&gt;Bustin' out superfly vocals that keep his lady friends perched, ready and on the edge of their seats, Maximillian knows how to have a good time with his peeps and is not ashamed to show it. A big fan of the bling bling, Maximillian is fashion fit and costume conscious, even willing to go a little over the top at times. Rich like butter and phat with flavor when he rolls, Maximillian is well aware of the heads he turns along the way. Often seen hangin' with the big boys, Maximillian is one tough cookie and knows how to paw his way out of a confrontation. But despite his occasionally feisty flare, Maximillian is romantic and poetic, a true-blue Casanova through and through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evie is......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196661120646028098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SB4_wZIwm0I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/8tAvHb9dLZk/s320/badge_madonna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, your dog is Madonna!&lt;br /&gt;Madonna&lt;br /&gt;American Queen&lt;br /&gt;Come on, let's just face it: We are living in a material world, and Evie is a material girl. So go ahead and thank your lucky stars—Evie is the one and only Madonna!&lt;br /&gt;Always desperately seeking attention, Evie is multi-talented and savvy, not afraid to get her paws dirty and experiment with new methods of getting into the groove in order to reach her peeps. She commands respect everywhere she goes, a sophisticated traveler who insists upon the best—and more often than not, she gets what she wants. Appearance is everything for your true-blue diva and while her look may change as often as the Pellegrino in her water bowl does, her commitment to exercise is unwavering. Evie's in tip-top shape, which makes her age in pet years a non-issue. Despite the hard fur and the no-nonsense approach, she's a softy when it comes to her devoted owner. It's fair to say that Evie is, yes, crazy for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;'nuf said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;M-the-V&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/33414807-189044351601184536?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/189044351601184536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=189044351601184536' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/189044351601184536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/189044351601184536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-celeb-am-i.html' title='What Celeb am I?'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SB4_wZIwm0I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/8tAvHb9dLZk/s72-c/badge_madonna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-3590347941974445800</id><published>2008-05-01T19:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:43.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a new foster in town...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Meet Tavish...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195906228604148514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SBuRL5IwmyI/AAAAAAAAAQs/6G0Rbh1TTT4/s320/MI309_10765705-1-pn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195906232899115826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SBuRMJIwmzI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/eFQ_E7WkW-w/s320/foster+dogs+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like Tavish a lot, mostly because he is smaller than I am. He is a petite little 11 year old sheltie. His first night here he just ran around the house searching for him mom &amp;amp; dad. They went into assisted living, so Tavish came here. I kinda felt bad, but I knew my mom would make him feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tavish may be smalled but he tried to take on 60 lb Nicky.  He is kinda like Nicky's mini me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;M-the-V&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/33414807-3590347941974445800?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/3590347941974445800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=3590347941974445800' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/3590347941974445800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/3590347941974445800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2008/05/theres-new-foster-in-town.html' title='There&apos;s a new foster in town...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SBuRL5IwmyI/AAAAAAAAAQs/6G0Rbh1TTT4/s72-c/MI309_10765705-1-pn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-1949843426425764393</id><published>2008-04-28T11:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T19:21:42.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicky Meme</title><content type='html'>Hi gentlepups,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nickolas is finally falling into order here at the house. Mom has diabused him of the idea that he is in charge. No more fighting. He thinks he is second in command. Ha, little does he know he has no command at all. But all in all things are good. I let him ride in my human brother's car seat in the car, he leaves me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tell me Key Collies, do you guys sing all the time. Cause Nicky sings constantly! And he has a high pitched shrill bark for mom, and a deep bark for strangers. And he sings every morning to wake up the human brothers. He is the official "wake up puppy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now...lets try and do this Book Meme again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Pick up the nearest book.&lt;br /&gt;2. Open to page 123.&lt;br /&gt;3. Find the fifth sentence.&lt;br /&gt;4. Post the next three sentences.&lt;br /&gt;5. Tag five people and post a comment to &lt;a href="http://mickeytheblackcat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mickey&lt;/a&gt; once you have posted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We've all known dogs who were "a bit cautious" around visitors, or who were afraid of new places. This tendency to be cautious around unfamiliar things is as strongly influenced by genetics in dogs as it is in people. Studies done as early as 1944 supported the idea that the fear of strangers can be inherited in dogs."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- For the Love of a dog&lt;/em&gt;, Patricia McConnell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think I will tag, Pippin, Wally, Boomer and Flossy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V (MTV to Collies)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-1949843426425764393?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/1949843426425764393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=1949843426425764393' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/1949843426425764393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/1949843426425764393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2008/04/nicky-meme.html' title='Nicky Meme'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-5353133581747675278</id><published>2008-04-24T05:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:44.544-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm mad!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I did a very long and wonderful entry a week ago and it never showed up in my blog!!! There were pictures of Shelby, witty observations and the Book MeMe that the Key Collies tagged me for. I guess I have to start all over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Shelby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192754027551562498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SBBeRpIwmwI/AAAAAAAAAQc/w7iq4NgENYk/s320/foster+dogs+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is a Corgi-something. (Keep your tongue in your mouth Wally!!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192754044731431698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SBBeSpIwmxI/AAAAAAAAAQk/LG8rursfeP8/s320/foster+dogs+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shelby was with us for a month, but she was just adopted last sunday.  I got to tag along.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are expecting a new foster doggie from Michigan Sheltie Rescue.  She is a senior lady whose Mom has to go into a nursing home.  I'm a little excited about having someone of my own gentle breed to boss around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mama Hamster had eight more babies last week.  They are REALLY tiring her out.  But she is doing well.  They will be going to Pet Supplies Plus in another week.  Then Mama Hamster will have the cage to herself.  Papa Hamster is starting to look like a sumo wrestler.  I can't seem to get a good picture of the hammies.  Probably because they are so small.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nickey almost had to leave as he shredded Duncan's ear.  But Mom has been "riding" his butt to keep him more in line.  I tried to tell her that life would be so much easier if it was just me she had.  But she seems to like having the pack.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More later&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maxey (or MTV to the Key Collies)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-5353133581747675278?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/5353133581747675278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=5353133581747675278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/5353133581747675278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/5353133581747675278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-mad.html' title='I&apos;m mad!!'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/SBBeRpIwmwI/AAAAAAAAAQc/w7iq4NgENYk/s72-c/foster+dogs+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-6720205454485908535</id><published>2008-04-09T11:38:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:45.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Comings and goings</title><content type='html'>Hello fellow furkids...it has been a while since I've had the energy to post. My mom has been extremely active in doggie rescue so we've had a ton of dogs come through since February. To keep you up to speed here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evie has not moved out. She is back home living full time. Seems that Karl threw her over for a Scottish Terriorist pup. Go figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187287755197125522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/R_zyutxCE5I/AAAAAAAAAPE/7rM6vlrRf9g/s320/Seth%27s+pictures+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Rocky and Irma came to stay for a bit. Rocky got extremely ill and Mom was afraid he was going to die. But he pulled through and got a great family of his own.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187287768082027426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/R_zyvdxCE6I/AAAAAAAAAPM/7tZjDUKeGlU/s320/foster+dogs+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Irma the Squirma was trouble. I knew it the minute I saw her. Here is a partial list of things she destroyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187290074479465394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/R_z01txCE7I/AAAAAAAAAPU/PIGTizMFmoA/s200/foster+dogs+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mom's cell phone antenna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mom's stuffed Rabbit that she has slept with for 25 years and was given to her on the second date with the first man she ever loved.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Certain areas of the new carpet where she pulled out the fibers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The plants in the pots on the back deck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Every stuffie in the house, plus several of the human brothers'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187290078774432706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/R_z019xCE8I/AAAAAAAAAPc/29Nw3XPA1I0/s200/foster+dogs+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Doesn't she look like trouble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then Mom adopted another dwarf hamster for the human brothers. She got another male so there wouldn't be any hanky panky.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187290877638349778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/R_z1kdxCE9I/AAAAAAAAAPk/0rPAgJrYBOs/s200/nickolas+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But something happened to the new male hamster. He became a MOTHER!! Yup, we had two baby hammies. They were adopted by the neighbor, and now we are going to have another batch. What can I say, Mom didn't know about the first two before the second batch of babies was already on the way. The daddy hammie now lives alone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, now we have another foster doggie, Shelby. She is a corgi (note to Wally, picture to come!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Now for the really big news! I have a new brother, and man is he a moose. Meet Nickolas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/R_1QZ6qc2nI/AAAAAAAAAP8/EryBtoNsq_I/s1600-h/Nick%27s+adoption.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187390751974939250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" height="200" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/R_1QZ6qc2nI/AAAAAAAAAP8/EryBtoNsq_I/s200/Nick%27s+adoption.jpg" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187386899389274706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/R_1M5qqc2lI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Tf-_HOBY-60/s200/nickolas+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all the news for now.  Haven't we been busy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;M-the-V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-6720205454485908535?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/6720205454485908535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=6720205454485908535' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/6720205454485908535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/6720205454485908535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2008/04/comings-and-goings.html' title='Comings and goings'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/R_zyutxCE5I/AAAAAAAAAPE/7rM6vlrRf9g/s72-c/Seth%27s+pictures+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-1494643420533129925</id><published>2008-02-25T06:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T06:23:14.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>News...</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I'm telling you all this.  Evie has decided to live with Miss Jenny and her boys (and the idiot dog Chloebelle).  I knew she was smitten with the 11 yo boy, but geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHY COULDN'T IT HAVE BEEN LILY????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And if that wasn't bad enough, Mom is talking about adopting a youngster for her "geriatric crowd."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tell me, what did I ever do to her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;M-the-not-happy-with-Mom-V&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-1494643420533129925?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/1494643420533129925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=1494643420533129925' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/1494643420533129925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/1494643420533129925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2008/02/news.html' title='News...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-7682109194344211058</id><published>2008-02-18T14:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T14:47:14.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's coming home tomorrow.</title><content type='html'>Thank goodness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I didn't tell you what I've been plagued with while Mom was gone.  Charley was more important than my complaints,but do you know that Mom left me, Evie and Lily at Miss Jenny's house?  And did you know that Miss Jenny has a little terriorist (ie. scottish terriorist) named Chloebelle.  Well I fixed her good, she won't even come near me.  She wouldn't keep her nose out of my business so I peed on her face.  Sure did.  HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-ever-V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS thanks for all the lovely notes on Charley's passing.  I know Mom will appreciate them.  She is still having a hard time accepting that she wasn't there for him when he needed her.  But I know he knew she loved him.  Heck he got to sleep with his head on her pillow under the covers with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-7682109194344211058?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/7682109194344211058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=7682109194344211058' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7682109194344211058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7682109194344211058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2008/02/moms-coming-home-tomorrow.html' title='Mom&apos;s coming home tomorrow.'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-4022993162028786901</id><published>2008-02-13T21:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:46.005-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Farwell sweet Charley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/R7OuA7Smj3I/AAAAAAAAAO8/sWqytyZpKwc/s1600-h/MI171_9310068-1-pn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166664528463040370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/R7OuA7Smj3I/AAAAAAAAAO8/sWqytyZpKwc/s320/MI171_9310068-1-pn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom's in Florida, but she got some bad news and called Miss Jenny who I'm staying with. Charley had to cross the bridge today without her to hold him. But her friend Linda held him. He was a nice guy. He'll be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-4022993162028786901?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/4022993162028786901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=4022993162028786901' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/4022993162028786901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/4022993162028786901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2008/02/farwell-sweet-charley.html' title='Farwell sweet Charley'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/R7OuA7Smj3I/AAAAAAAAAO8/sWqytyZpKwc/s72-c/MI171_9310068-1-pn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-8410795518898618296</id><published>2008-01-28T06:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:46.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby its cold outside...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello gentledogs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanted to give a little update. Right now I certain I am living in Hell's freezer. It was 2 degrees last Friday morning. 2! That is pretty cold for Michigan. AND we've had snow and snow and snow. We've had two major snow falls, then it melts and goes into Mom's basement. Then it snows again. It is hard for me to get my daily sun in, Mom doesn't let me sit outside for very long, even when I want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In addition to the cold, we've had a bunch of strange dogs traipsing through the house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First there was Santana, this black lab/chow mix that came up to Mom when she was dropping the human brothers off at daycare. His owner came looking for him, knocking door to door until they found him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Reggie came to stay. Reggie's foster mom was going to Hawaii, so Mom said she would wathch him. He was pretty nice, he treated me with respect, so he was fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160489739791531234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/R52-E69SfOI/AAAAAAAAAO0/W-iYrm315cE/s320/Reggie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Arrow showed up at the back fence. He was pretty obnoxious, but Mom fell in love with him. Like that doesn't happen every day! Anyway, Arrow went to Collie Rescue yesterday and Mom is feeling mopy. But since Duncan, Lily and Charley hated him and kept picking fights...well. Mom also said she couldn't afford another dog right now. So she is a bit weepy. Ah well, peace is restored to the house (well, Lily is still here).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160489735496563922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/R52-Eq9SfNI/AAAAAAAAAOs/gu20AXY6JXE/s320/arrow+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are looking forward to spring here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;M-the-V&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-8410795518898618296?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8410795518898618296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=8410795518898618296' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8410795518898618296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8410795518898618296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2008/01/baby-its-cold-outside.html' title='Baby its cold outside...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/R52-E69SfOI/AAAAAAAAAO0/W-iYrm315cE/s72-c/Reggie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-1059073859350936821</id><published>2008-01-01T20:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T20:24:55.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Health, Happiness and Prosperity</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year Buddies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to log on and tell you all what my New Year's Resolution is.  I Maximillian the Valliant intend to spend more time biting Lily's butt in 2008.  I figure it will be good for my manly figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom went totally goofy greeting the new year.  She said it was some sort of funky sway kharma thingy.  She put 27 dollar bills in her wallet and 49 coins, then sprinkled it with ginger.  She ate fish (can't blame her there), she didn't talk about the past, just the future.  She opened all the doors and windows at midnight to let the bad out and the good in.  And (her personal favorite) she didn't do any cleaning today, or use any sharp knives.  She says she wants all the good kharma and luck she can get for the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and I are back doing doggie transport.  We are good at it, so we organize for one of our favorite rescues.  They cover 5 states.  I guess they needed help.  Everyone is doing okay, but we've all had some extra meds.  Wookie's back got all blistered and broke open.  Mom and the vet said he had some kind of allergic reaction.  The poor guy has to go to the vet for bandage changes, like EVERY WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom had to got to Lost Vegas in early December.  She had our pet sitter stay here, she is kinda goofy.  But Duncan had to stay at the vet because he doesn't like her.  Wookie stayed there too because of his back.  The pet sitter got in a fight with Lily because Lily took her chocolates.  I had a touch of bronchitis too.  Duncan beat up Charley one day and he almost had to have stitches.  Mom was ticked off.  Charley is so nice, I can't imagine why Duncan lit into him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a big, black lab puppy named Max come and stay for a weekend a few weeks back.  Boy Evie had a good time playing with him.  Mom called him the "Big stupid puppy."  But I know she really liked him.  I think she just didn't want to confuse me.  It is all about me afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Evie was missing the big stupid puppy because she started to play tug with Duncan using my oldest human brothers brand new orange teddy bear.    Ripped his head clean off.  Mom did emergency surgery tonight while the little humans are at Nana's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sorry I haven't been writting much.  I hope to do better in the new year.  I hope some of Mom's Funky Sway comes to all my friends out there too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS...I didn't have to dress up in antlers for christmas this year!! But I saw Bussie's picture - dressed as an elf.  Bahahahahahaahahhahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-1059073859350936821?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/1059073859350936821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=1059073859350936821' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/1059073859350936821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/1059073859350936821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2008/01/health-happiness-and-prosperity.html' title='Health, Happiness and Prosperity'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-9217501830133220875</id><published>2007-11-21T18:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:47.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet my new housemates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/R0TCKMOjfRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/TJdoYrlgGXU/s1600-h/MI171_9310068-1-pn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135442955445959954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/R0TCKMOjfRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/TJdoYrlgGXU/s320/MI171_9310068-1-pn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I told you guys about my Mom's new foster Charley. Here he is. He is pretty nice, he can't hear so when Lily barks at him he ignores her. It is too funny. She doesn't quite get why he doesn't seem afraid of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135442079272631522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/R0TBXMOjfOI/AAAAAAAAAOM/gAjN4BLon1U/s320/Charley+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here is HeatBlast. Yes, my human brothers named him for a cartoon character. He is a dwarf hamster. Mom says he looks like a border collie pingpong ball. He came home tonight. My mom says he belongs to my human brothers. I think my Mom is nuts. He certainly didn't sit still for pictures.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135442087862566130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/R0TBXsOjfPI/AAAAAAAAAOU/M81ABdLoO68/s320/Heat+Blast+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135442092157533442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/R0TBX8OjfQI/AAAAAAAAAOc/PqDn32-7jDs/s320/Heat+Blast+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and there is a new cat in the basement too. But he doesn't like us dogs, so he stays in the basement. I'll get a picture of him soon.&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/33414807-9217501830133220875?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/9217501830133220875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=9217501830133220875' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/9217501830133220875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/9217501830133220875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/11/meet-my-new-housemates.html' title='Meet my new housemates'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/R0TCKMOjfRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/TJdoYrlgGXU/s72-c/MI171_9310068-1-pn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-8983105182598564311</id><published>2007-11-03T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:47.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Gentle Pups...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So much news so little time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I wanted to thanks Miss Opy for my birthday wishes! She is my best girl...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a picture of the house Mom is looking at right now. But we still need to sell this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128650279331023474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RyygQZy7ynI/AAAAAAAAAN8/z0vprpmrjWQ/s320/new+house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128650283625990786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RyygQpy7yoI/AAAAAAAAAOE/tV3AhBdcNXk/s320/new+house+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maxey&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-8983105182598564311?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8983105182598564311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=8983105182598564311' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8983105182598564311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8983105182598564311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-gentle-pups.html' title='Hello Gentle Pups...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RyygQZy7ynI/AAAAAAAAAN8/z0vprpmrjWQ/s72-c/new+house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-2032199425634391937</id><published>2007-09-05T17:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T17:51:45.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please help...</title><content type='html'>As a member of the rescue network I would like to ask you all to go and look at this petition.  I don't know how people can be so cruel to someone who was trying to help one of us....it just doesn't make any sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dismiss Charges Against Tammy Grimes and Press Charges Against Animal Neglector/Abuser" petition at &lt;a href="http://www.thepetitionsite.com/takeaction/839437813"&gt;http://www.thepetitionsite.com/takeaction/839437813&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Maxey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-2032199425634391937?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2032199425634391937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=2032199425634391937' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/2032199425634391937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/2032199425634391937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/09/please-help.html' title='Please help...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-7424843428533009833</id><published>2007-09-01T10:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:48.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hello....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello all my barky friends. I haven't been able to post in a while. Life is busy. We've had a ton of thunderstorms that I've had to bark away. It has left me a bit exhausted and sore. My feet are really sore and Mom has to carry me up and downstairs. Makes it hard when you want to go outside to relieve yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a couple of birthdays here too. My youngest human brother turned 4 and my Mom turned 29 again. They took a trip to a local zoo. Wouldn't take me though, even though my favorite person, Nana, went too. Mom put my 6 yo human brother in charge of the pictures. Take a look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105255096179726498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RtmCdg-LmKI/AAAAAAAAANU/E6Nm6RzqL_k/s320/Zoo+82707+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105255104769661106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RtmCeA-LmLI/AAAAAAAAANc/c4C9RfFW-0A/s320/Zoo+82707+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105255087589791890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RtmCdA-LmJI/AAAAAAAAANM/8JFGqgMzbts/s320/Zoo+82707+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is a picture my 4 yo human brother took.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105255860683905218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RtmDKA-LmMI/AAAAAAAAANk/gTQCqSZ8Nng/s320/Zoo+82707+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here us a picture of Nana, Mom and my littlest brother, Seth.  Kinda blurry but they look happy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105255860683905234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RtmDKA-LmNI/AAAAAAAAANs/bTwMzICHAAA/s320/Zoo+82707+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This guy looks delicious.  M-the-V&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105255864978872546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RtmDKQ-LmOI/AAAAAAAAAN0/zTJyxQF9bHw/s320/Zoo+82707+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-7424843428533009833?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/7424843428533009833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=7424843428533009833' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7424843428533009833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7424843428533009833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello.html' title='hello....'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RtmCdg-LmKI/AAAAAAAAANU/E6Nm6RzqL_k/s72-c/Zoo+82707+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-8635245697570614875</id><published>2007-08-04T21:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:49.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The house...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RrUwbNnp7bI/AAAAAAAAAM8/cc-Td_XE59A/s1600-h/The+House.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095031797510172082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="232" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RrUwbNnp7bI/AAAAAAAAAM8/cc-Td_XE59A/s400/The+House.jpg" width="383" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a picture of the new house...keep your paws crossed that we have buyers show up at the open house tomorrow. It would really be nice to run around that big yard before winter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095032308611280322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RrUw49np7cI/AAAAAAAAANE/ea3yAszHNLA/s400/jacksonmls1046913f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;M-the-V&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/33414807-8635245697570614875?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8635245697570614875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=8635245697570614875' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8635245697570614875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8635245697570614875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/08/house.html' title='The house...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RrUwbNnp7bI/AAAAAAAAAM8/cc-Td_XE59A/s72-c/The+House.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-8657780392541727721</id><published>2007-08-02T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T18:51:38.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me tooo.....</title><content type='html'>Well Mom signed an agreement tonight for the second house. The one with wetlands and where we need a Johnny Depp fence. It is still contigent on the sale of our current home, but Mom says homes where we are usually go within 2 months. Keep your paws crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this on Miss Pippin's blog and it looked like so much fun. I know there are a lot of dogs and hamsterriers out there who want to know about me...so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us begin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Your age? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I am 6 1/2 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your age when you came to live with your people? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;8 weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What color is the collar you're wearing right now? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Sky Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who is your favorite person other than the people you live with? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Nana!!! I just love Nana house!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How much do you weigh? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;28 lbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Most expensive thing you've ever chewed up? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I don't really think I've chewed anything expensive. But I do like to "break the necks" of my Mom's favorite 9 West shoes. Hey if she leaves them around I can't be held responsible. In the heat of the moment I just grab anything nearby and shake the neck off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you like other Dogs? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;like to herd other dogs and tell them what to do, does that count? There was that one cute foster Mom had for three days. Zoe the Mini Eskie, I really liked her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Squeaky toys or tennis balls? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Squeakies, they sound like little rodents getting their necks snapped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you like to be brushed? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;No way, Mom has to send me to the groomer. And I hate it there too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Peanut Butter or Cheese? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Both, together if possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do your people cut your toenails? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Only if she doesn't have the money to send me to the groomer. I don't really like it, but it isn't so bad now that my dew claws are gone. Those hurt growing in a circle!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Any formal education? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Mom gave me private obedience lessons. She says I'm her obedient son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Couch potato or Energizer Bunny? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I'm a couch potato unless there are birds in my rose bushes, planes flying overhead or hot air balloons. Oh, and if there is any other animal doing something wrong in my vacinity, then I need to correct them too AND show them the right way to do things...hmmm, maybe the correct answer is Energizer Bunny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15: Five nicknames your people call you: &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Well my name is Maximillian, so Max, Maxey, Maxey Moo Moo, Barkey Malone and King Whats-a-Tut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is your best trick? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Down, I can hit the floor like bombs are incoming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you like kitties? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Oh yes, my kittie Schnitzel helped raise me when Mom was at work. He would babysit me and keep me out of trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What did you have for breakfast? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Wysong Maintenance with a dollup of Wysong senior wet. But the really interesting thing I ate today was Doggy Ice Cream! Mom bought some for us since it so hot right now. I had some at lunchtime and a bit before bedtime tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Can you hunt (i.e. have you every killed anything living)? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I killed a bird once, but Mom was so horrified with all the blood and feathers on the snow I've never done it again. I guess I thought it would keep the other birds out of rosebushes, but it didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When and why was the last time you went to the V.E.T.? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I haven't been since May. I've been doing really good health wise, so I haven't been there since my yearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Where do you sleep at night? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Depends. I prefer sleeping on my Mom's bed, but if I'm mad at her I sleep downstairs on the couch or in my cage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you like to swim? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;No, I prefer to run along the shore herding the waves into straighter lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Can you make puppies? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;No way...I'm not stupid! I see how much those suckers make you crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you give kisses? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Only to my Mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25: Can you potty on command? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. To Cuz or not to Cuz? &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I'm not really sure what this means???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-8657780392541727721?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8657780392541727721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=8657780392541727721' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8657780392541727721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8657780392541727721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/08/me-tooo.html' title='Me tooo.....'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-376305177262847273</id><published>2007-07-31T20:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T20:18:31.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>relaxation...aaahhhh</title><content type='html'>Things have settle down considerably here.  Mom has time to take us to Kathy's for walkies...we'ver been there TWICE this week!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is starting to get over the loss of her dream home.  She has found another home she likes, not perfect, but not bad.  She says it has a nice backyard with wetlands in the back.  I wonder if that means there will be more birds to chase away?  She says the only draw back in one neighbor that is too close.  She's going to be a piracy fence.  I knew she'd figure out a way to put Captn Jack in the new house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No bids on our house yet, but we're still hopeful.  Mom says we are leaving our house open on Sunday while we go to Kathy's.  Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-376305177262847273?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/376305177262847273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=376305177262847273' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/376305177262847273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/376305177262847273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/07/relaxationaaahhhh.html' title='relaxation...aaahhhh'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-4505637947817972724</id><published>2007-07-25T18:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T18:46:20.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>not good news...</title><content type='html'>Mom is upset...the house she wanted to buy was bought today by someone else.  Now she is talking about just staying here.  I think she is just upset, but she says nothing she sees compares to what she has or her "dream house."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oy, she is really cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-4505637947817972724?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/4505637947817972724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=4505637947817972724' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/4505637947817972724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/4505637947817972724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/07/not-good-news.html' title='not good news...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-4098111389656102508</id><published>2007-07-23T05:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T06:00:25.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update to the house...</title><content type='html'>Well all gentle pups (and hamsterrier),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the house goes on the market today!! so keep your paws crossed.  Mom still has some work to do to the house, but Man there has been a lot done!  She has worked really hard and lost a lot of weight...(I think she doesn't eat).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have to go get my human brothers up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-4098111389656102508?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/4098111389656102508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=4098111389656102508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/4098111389656102508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/4098111389656102508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/07/update-to-house.html' title='Update to the house...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-6939799778350265840</id><published>2007-07-21T15:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:49.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And then there was Five...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RqJro9np7aI/AAAAAAAAAM0/MfI_pHYep7M/s1600-h/starry+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089748880361909666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RqJro9np7aI/AAAAAAAAAM0/MfI_pHYep7M/s320/starry+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starry was adopted today. She was so nervous, but her new family loves her and she will be the only dog. She'll have a sixteen year old boy and girl. and there will be 6 cats. She'll go on walks every day and she'll be able to go to work with her new mom whenever she wants. Her new mom is a vet tech at a vet hospital. I think she'll be happy, but Mom says can come back if she isn't happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;M-the-V&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-6939799778350265840?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/6939799778350265840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=6939799778350265840' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/6939799778350265840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/6939799778350265840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-then-there-was-five.html' title='And then there was Five...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RqJro9np7aI/AAAAAAAAAM0/MfI_pHYep7M/s72-c/starry+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-3535015578879102386</id><published>2007-07-15T19:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:49.688-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot of the Presses!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/Rpq2gIAFfKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/5LfarzytDp0/s1600-h/Pictures+prior+to+August+26+2006+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087579392088308898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/Rpq2gIAFfKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/5LfarzytDp0/s320/Pictures+prior+to+August+26+2006+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fanny got adopted yesterday! She has her own home with a bc mix friend, a 3yo girl and a dad who will take her jogging with him! She loved them. She didn't even seem sad to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now Starry has someone calling about her! Maybe it will soon only be five of us??? Is that possible?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087579387793341586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/Rpq2f4AFfJI/AAAAAAAAAMk/B6m90goEvLw/s320/cozy+with+the+boys+011.jpg" border="0" /&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/33414807-3535015578879102386?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/3535015578879102386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=3535015578879102386' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/3535015578879102386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/3535015578879102386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/07/hot-of-presses.html' title='Hot of the Presses!!'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/Rpq2gIAFfKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/5LfarzytDp0/s72-c/Pictures+prior+to+August+26+2006+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-6328206534317641131</id><published>2007-07-09T20:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T20:17:24.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>still working hard...</title><content type='html'>Mom is covered with paint...like all the time.  One week til we put the house on the market....we hope.  I'm tired of not having any quality time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-6328206534317641131?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/6328206534317641131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=6328206534317641131' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/6328206534317641131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/6328206534317641131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/07/still-working-hard.html' title='still working hard...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-2666928212265082314</id><published>2007-07-01T17:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T17:19:50.747-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm alive!!!!!</title><content type='html'>For those of you who may be wondering...I'm still alive and doing great.  All the other sibs are doing well too, except for Wookie who seems rather fragile these days.  But he still seems happy to see Mom when she comes home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the big news (and reason why you haven't heard from me in a while).  We are truly moving to the country!!  Mom is putting the house on the market by July 16th and has been tearing around painting and cleaning etc.  there have also been a lot of workmen in the house doing the things that Mom can't do.  Siding and drywall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Mom is spending every spare minute working on the house, I have to work harder keeping my human siblings out of trouble.  I supervise them when they are playing in the backyard.  It is a lot of work.  So I haven't had a lot of time for chatting online. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom has already found her "dream" home and is negotiating, but she needs to sell this house first.  And get this, her dream house is on two acres with woods surrounding it on 3 sides!  Can you just imaging how much work I'm going to have to do to keep the birds off that property?  I can't wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your fingers crossed that we do get that house...We all totally love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please post an update, I want to know how my friends are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-2666928212265082314?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2666928212265082314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=2666928212265082314' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/2666928212265082314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/2666928212265082314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m alive!!!!!'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-4778703770468024107</id><published>2007-06-13T11:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T11:57:35.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's hogging the puter...</title><content type='html'>Sorry you haven't heard from me recently.  I haven't even been able to check up on my friends.  Mom is hording the computer.  She has been shopping on EBAY!  Can you imagine.  What the heck is so important about purses and makeup?  If it doesn't revovle around me than it can't be that important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side I've been sleeping on Mom every night for the last 2 weeks.  Mom has a nice cool fan in her room.  Yes, I'm special.  But she also lets Fanny, Duncan and Evie sleep there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wookie has been under the weather, literally.  He doesn't tolerate the heat very well.  Mom and the vet think he may have had a seizure brought on by the heat.  But I think he is just old.  Mom took him in to the groomer to get most of his fur shaved off so he will be more comfortable.  He looks like a plucked chicken.  And the groomer accidentally cute his neck open with the clippers.  His skin is so frail it just caught right up in it.  She felt really horrible, but he is okay.  Just looks like he had a tracheotomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is painting like a fiend.  She wants to put the house on the market this year still!  I think she should wait til April...but she may not listen to me.  I need to train her better.  Any ideas how? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-4778703770468024107?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/4778703770468024107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=4778703770468024107' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/4778703770468024107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/4778703770468024107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/06/moms-hogging-puter.html' title='Mom&apos;s hogging the puter...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-7974437563499585000</id><published>2007-06-03T09:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T09:17:16.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Storms and sickness...</title><content type='html'>Mom has been pretty sick this weekend.  My human brothers were sick last week.  Mom gets pretty cranky when she is sick.  So we've been staying out of her way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've also had a lot of storms here.  And since I'm the only one who can scare them away I've been pretty busy.  It takes special skill to bark loud and vicious enough to scare thunder storms away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-7974437563499585000?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/7974437563499585000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=7974437563499585000' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7974437563499585000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7974437563499585000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/06/storms-and-sickness.html' title='Storms and sickness...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-161047603418117396</id><published>2007-05-26T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T10:02:07.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged...</title><content type='html'>by the beautiful and excellent Ethel...sigh...drool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am an open book!  How could I possibly have 8 things you don't know about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I used to be an only dog.&lt;br /&gt;2) I used to like other dogs.  Then one tried to kill me.  I fought her off.  Cause I'm tough.&lt;br /&gt;3) I have bitten my Mom and my oldest human brother.  I didn't mean to bite my Mom but my oldest human brother was irritating me.&lt;br /&gt;4) I was the last tri-colored puppy at the pet store.  I'm the only animal in the house that wasn't a rescue.  Even Schnitzel, my cat, was rescued.&lt;br /&gt;5) My sissie Evie lets me dominate her.  But my sissie Lily pulls my tail.&lt;br /&gt;6) I used to squat to pee until my brother Louie showed me how to lift my leg.&lt;br /&gt;7) I was 14 weeks old before I was potty trained.  My youngest human brother is 3 1/2 YEARS and still not potty trained.&lt;br /&gt;8) I have taught all the dogs in the neighborhood how to howl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tag Rafe and Tansy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maxey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here is another thing about Maxey, he is really bossy and thinks he is in charge.  I have to pull his tail all the time when he tries to boss me around and nips me in the butt.  I think he is an annoying small fry. - Lily&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-161047603418117396?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/161047603418117396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=161047603418117396' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/161047603418117396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/161047603418117396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/05/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-2719833242385891238</id><published>2007-05-15T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:49.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sad news indeed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RkpTehcFbQI/AAAAAAAAAMc/P1uV_v3D-b8/s1600-h/fu_tailtail2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064952514768891138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RkpTehcFbQI/AAAAAAAAAMc/P1uV_v3D-b8/s320/fu_tailtail2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was my one of my favorite pictures. Fufu could give the look that could drop a dog in his tracks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye bye, I'll miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-2719833242385891238?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2719833242385891238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=2719833242385891238' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/2719833242385891238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/2719833242385891238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/05/sad-news-indeed.html' title='sad news indeed...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RkpTehcFbQI/AAAAAAAAAMc/P1uV_v3D-b8/s72-c/fu_tailtail2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-3922663321289309681</id><published>2007-05-15T18:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:50.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My belly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RkpRORcFbPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/1PwNcq3l7WQ/s1600-h/Santa+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064950036572761330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RkpRORcFbPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/1PwNcq3l7WQ/s320/Santa+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is as close as anyone will get to it. I don't flash for just anyone...not even my Mom. I am NOT Lily after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;M-the-V&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PS.  Don't even THINK about my feet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-3922663321289309681?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/3922663321289309681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=3922663321289309681' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/3922663321289309681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/3922663321289309681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-belly.html' title='My belly.'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RkpRORcFbPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/1PwNcq3l7WQ/s72-c/Santa+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-340769546849717854</id><published>2007-05-14T05:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:50.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Everyone!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Go say hello to my friends Stella and Annie!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a title="blocked::http://www.stellaandannie.blogspot.com/" href="http://www.stellaandannie.blogspot.com"&gt;www.stellaandannie.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you all have heard me talk about Kathy's house! Walks in the woods, off leash. Well Stella and Annie live with Kathy and they have joined Dogs with Blogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember Annie's baby pictures?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064364857703134994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/Rkg9AYRd9xI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ahMZt8tXBUo/s320/Life+Is+Good.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Go give a bark out!  They are a lot of fun...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Max-the-Valliant&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-340769546849717854?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/340769546849717854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=340769546849717854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/340769546849717854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/340769546849717854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/05/hey-everyone.html' title='Hey Everyone!!'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/Rkg9AYRd9xI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ahMZt8tXBUo/s72-c/Life+Is+Good.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-7952594522810779774</id><published>2007-05-08T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:50.582-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Ethel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RkEZiIRd9vI/AAAAAAAAAL8/qTlZCC9K9ZM/s1600-h/Maxey+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062355530268145394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RkEZiIRd9vI/AAAAAAAAAL8/qTlZCC9K9ZM/s320/Maxey+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To my beautiful Ethel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just looking at you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get disheveled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You move with such grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My fantasies always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;include lace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were all my own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd even rehome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So just call on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;all of your toys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll discipline for free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A truer test of my adoration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd even from my Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;endure separation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you my love return&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;in my heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you'll forever burn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your boy Maxey...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062355809441019650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RkEZyYRd9wI/AAAAAAAAAME/ndVTJKOY5k8/s320/Roses.bmp" border="0" /&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/33414807-7952594522810779774?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/7952594522810779774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=7952594522810779774' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7952594522810779774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7952594522810779774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/05/ode-to-ethel.html' title='Ode to Ethel...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RkEZiIRd9vI/AAAAAAAAAL8/qTlZCC9K9ZM/s72-c/Maxey+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-6776798974015936546</id><published>2007-04-30T05:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T05:52:31.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update...</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't posted in a while.  Things have been busy here...good and bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom had to go to court 'bout the evil ex, he didn't leave her alone, but now so far so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is still scraping everything in site.  She keeps going off to Lowe's (sometimes I get to come) and bringing stuff home.  She says there is so much work to do on the house, she doesn't know if we'll get it on the market this year or not.  Maybe the country will have to wait a year..bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The really good news is that we got to go to Kathy's house twice this weekend!!!  Nana and Pappa are back in town and they took the human brothers for overnight!  Mom took us all out to Kathy's for an evening of wild running.  Mom watched a video there about the Dog Whisperer.  She was skeptical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has been really nice, but  Mom won't let me just lay out there all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be posting some pictures soon...we have been doing alot of awesome noseart in the new car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-6776798974015936546?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/6776798974015936546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=6776798974015936546' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/6776798974015936546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/6776798974015936546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/04/update.html' title='Update...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-8532366651871491482</id><published>2007-04-17T05:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:50.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All quiet on the front...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RiSk6v-6YII/AAAAAAAAAL0/GjzVqFUHQ5I/s1600-h/garbage+day+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054346011036246146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RiSk6v-6YII/AAAAAAAAAL0/GjzVqFUHQ5I/s320/garbage+day+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to everydog (and their human) who worried about us. Things are quiet and Mom is starting to destress. Mom says she hasn't felt this good in 9 years. A PPO is a good thing I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now on to more important things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evie has been on a rigid diet and has lost a whopping 7lbs in one month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom has been scraping and painting and cleaning. She said we are going to put the house on the market and move to the country. I know she looked at a property that had 6 acres yesterday...but she is just getting started. If we get to move to a place like Kathy's...I'd happily grow opposable thumbs and help with the painting!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, things are busy as usual here...but calm at the same time. whew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and I included the picture of Lily in the crate because it is my favorite.  tee hee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;M-the-V&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-8532366651871491482?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8532366651871491482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=8532366651871491482' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8532366651871491482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8532366651871491482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/04/all-quiet-on-front.html' title='All quiet on the front...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RiSk6v-6YII/AAAAAAAAAL0/GjzVqFUHQ5I/s72-c/garbage+day+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-5158323931421187777</id><published>2007-04-15T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:51.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>corgadors close to me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had to help Wally's Mom ...look at these... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053827492519501906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RiLNU_-6YFI/AAAAAAAAALc/KvjVsRKfmpY/s320/corgadoroh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This one is in OH....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053827496814469218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RiLNVP-6YGI/AAAAAAAAALk/BmQK7PXg_qQ/s320/corgador2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This one is called Shrek in IL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053827496814469234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RiLNVP-6YHI/AAAAAAAAALs/CjR_XFKXLKQ/s320/corgadoroh2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Princess Corky in OH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tee hee....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Maxey&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/33414807-5158323931421187777?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/5158323931421187777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=5158323931421187777' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/5158323931421187777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/5158323931421187777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/04/corgadors-close-to-me.html' title='corgadors close to me...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RiLNU_-6YFI/AAAAAAAAALc/KvjVsRKfmpY/s72-c/corgadoroh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-1471615945633800678</id><published>2007-04-10T05:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T05:37:57.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things scary again...</title><content type='html'>Well we are on high alert here again.  Mom's ex has been making some nasty threats and has Mom scared.  She is getting authorities involved, but obviously Duncan and I are ramped up a bit.  I have long considered myself a guard dog, but never thought I would have to use my talents against someone who had once loved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well...just thought I'd let you all know why I may not be online much in the next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-1471615945633800678?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/1471615945633800678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=1471615945633800678' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/1471615945633800678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/1471615945633800678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/04/things-scary-again.html' title='Things scary again...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-5259873444212861531</id><published>2007-04-02T18:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:52.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Cozy with the boys....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RhGU-LAsN7I/AAAAAAAAALE/LXhTTrqy7Kk/s1600-h/cozy+with+the+boys+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048980453087524786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RhGU-LAsN7I/AAAAAAAAALE/LXhTTrqy7Kk/s320/cozy+with+the+boys+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RhGU-rAsN8I/AAAAAAAAALM/ACJAgPNFZSY/s1600-h/cozy+with+the+boys+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048980461677459394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RhGU-rAsN8I/AAAAAAAAALM/ACJAgPNFZSY/s320/cozy+with+the+boys+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RhGU-7AsN9I/AAAAAAAAALU/BnJuiBjSTu8/s1600-h/cozy+with+the+boys+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048980465972426706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RhGU-7AsN9I/AAAAAAAAALU/BnJuiBjSTu8/s320/cozy+with+the+boys+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a nice morning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;M-the-V&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-5259873444212861531?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/5259873444212861531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=5259873444212861531' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/5259873444212861531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/5259873444212861531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/04/getting-cozy-with-boys.html' title='Getting Cozy with the boys....'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RhGU-LAsN7I/AAAAAAAAALE/LXhTTrqy7Kk/s72-c/cozy+with+the+boys+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-4967420217517845874</id><published>2007-03-30T05:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T05:54:12.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'>to doings.....</title><content type='html'>Well the holes in the kitchen ceiling are gone.  Mom says she has to do some painting.  She gave up scraping the bathroom.  Now she just have to earn some money to pay for drywalling.  She is kinda ticked cause all the work is costing a lot more than expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom has been stressed out about the ex.  He has been doing a lot of threatening and scaring Mom.  Duncan and I will protect her.  Heck Duncan has already bitten him once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting news about Duncan...Mom got a letter from Duncan's original owner.  I guess he is getting out of jail soon and wants to know about Duncan.  He also says that Duncan was his service dog.  Trained to warn him about oncoming seizures and protect him during them.  THAT explains a lot!  No wonder Duncan is good at sensing the ex's bad moods and barking or biting.  It also explains why he is so protective of my littlest human brother who has some gross motor skill delays.  The bad news is that Duncan isn't 7 yo like Mom thought, but 10 yo.  In case you are wondering, there is no way Mom can give Duncan back.  She loves him too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now some news about me.  Mom found a lump in a new spot.  But she says it feels more like a mole...very small.  I'm not going to panic yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I want everyone to send healing prayers to my best girl Miss Opy.  And my other best girl Miss Flossy's brother Angus.  Things are looking scary at Flossy's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Hey Casper! You're scaring me man! check in more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-4967420217517845874?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/4967420217517845874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=4967420217517845874' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/4967420217517845874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/4967420217517845874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/03/to-doings.html' title='to doings.....'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-8220024709924875524</id><published>2007-03-23T18:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:52.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling fine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RgRgLCjLGXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/s5t1OdJvcFM/s1600-h/January+2007+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045263225341024626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RgRgLCjLGXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/s5t1OdJvcFM/s320/January+2007+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I must admit that I'm feeling really good these days. I've been prancing around and even running up stairs. I guess that lump was making me sicker than I knew. Mom checks me everyday to see if the lump is returning. Course I love just to be pet by her. But so far, no new lumps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do still keep opening the wound where my dew claws used to be. They are irritating the crap out of me. Mom hates all the blood I've been getting on the couch. Serves her right for messing with stuff that wasn't broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&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/33414807-8220024709924875524?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8220024709924875524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=8220024709924875524' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8220024709924875524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8220024709924875524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/03/feeling-fine.html' title='Feeling fine...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RgRgLCjLGXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/s5t1OdJvcFM/s72-c/January+2007+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-9003280521510146907</id><published>2007-03-21T05:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:53.111-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Renovations....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RgEMyyjLGVI/AAAAAAAAAKo/M1-g2stKDlk/s1600-h/renovations+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044327124333959506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RgEMyyjLGVI/AAAAAAAAAKo/M1-g2stKDlk/s320/renovations+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had much computer time (since I need Mom to turn it on), we've been dealing with renovations. Check out the holes in the kitchen ceiling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044327137218861410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RgEMzijLGWI/AAAAAAAAAKw/UkyNDZ-7-78/s320/renovations+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There have been men in the house working on the upstairs bathroom every day for a week!  It isn't all bad since Mom often let me stay out when everyone else was locked up in her bedroom or a cage.  Ah peace and quiet, well sort of.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mom was kinda cranky though since the toilet was leaking into the kitchen AFTER they had redone the plumbing.  She also went a whole 4 days without a shower (thank goodness for the gym!).  My human brothers were taking baths in the kitchen sink.  One night Wookie waited in line for a bath and he got one too.  He is sooo wierd.  Mom thought it was funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So anyway, now that the plumbing is done, they are coming back to fix the ceiling (at least that is what Mom hopes).  But the bathroom is still torn up because Mom is scraping glue off the walls and then she is going to paper and paint.  I guess I really don't care because there is now vinyl in the bathroom instead of carpet, so I won't go in there.  I don't like walking on anything but carpet.  Makes it hard to get around these days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;M-the-V&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-9003280521510146907?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/9003280521510146907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=9003280521510146907' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/9003280521510146907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/9003280521510146907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/03/renovations.html' title='Renovations....'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RgEMyyjLGVI/AAAAAAAAAKo/M1-g2stKDlk/s72-c/renovations+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-2691323926476020433</id><published>2007-03-13T17:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T18:10:20.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wookie update...</title><content type='html'>Well Wookie had his dental surgery. They removed 8 teeth!! Poor Wookie wasn't feeling great yesterday, but he is feeling better today. I can't imagine missing that many teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is a little disappointed because his "Elvis" tooth is gone. But she is happy he will be feeling better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.  Hey Wally how come I can't see your blog?  Everytime I go there I can see it for a few seconds and then it says it is loading and all I can see is the background, none of the text or pictures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-2691323926476020433?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2691323926476020433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=2691323926476020433' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/2691323926476020433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/2691323926476020433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/03/wookie-update.html' title='Wookie update...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-7180205288965981124</id><published>2007-03-10T18:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:53.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A new do for the Wookie..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RfM_eqwM_0I/AAAAAAAAAKY/UHaaSzzrz9o/s1600-h/renovations+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040442204062809922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RfM_eqwM_0I/AAAAAAAAAKY/UHaaSzzrz9o/s320/renovations+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wookie went to the groomers this afternoon. Boy did he get butched...but at least it was by a professional instead of Mom's hack job. He must feel pretty good about it because he was trotting around looking like he hung the moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you guys think? Does he look good?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040442199767842610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RfM_eawM_zI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/RYvijvOlOns/s320/renovations+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040442208357777234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RfM_e6wM_1I/AAAAAAAAAKg/CqcW4aErK_8/s320/renovations+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;By the way, I want to thank everyone for all their concern and well wishes.  Mom isn't panicking about my diagnosis, so I guess I won't either.  For now I feel pretty good and I'm still young.  I'm mean the Wookie is ancient for goodness sake!  I'm only six.  You are a really nice bunch of doggies.  Thanks for caring about me and being my webfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;M-the-V&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-7180205288965981124?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/7180205288965981124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=7180205288965981124' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7180205288965981124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7180205288965981124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-do-for-wookie.html' title='A new do for the Wookie..'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RfM_eqwM_0I/AAAAAAAAAKY/UHaaSzzrz9o/s72-c/renovations+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-3439089739100490931</id><published>2007-03-08T08:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T09:03:25.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well the pathology report is in....</title><content type='html'>The lumps that were removed were indeed cancerous tumors.  But the good news is that the type is rare, and unlikely to spread.  It is likely to reoccur though.  The vet told Mom that some cancer is so aggressive that it is already reoccuring before the stitches are out.  At least that isn't happening yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we left the vet Mom bought me my own small french fry from McD's.  Some good came from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-3439089739100490931?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/3439089739100490931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=3439089739100490931' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/3439089739100490931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/3439089739100490931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/03/well-pathology-report-is-in.html' title='Well the pathology report is in....'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-7113646468741269954</id><published>2007-03-03T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:54.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember my new friend Annie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/ReoVbWIOcQI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/WOPu0Esjj14/s1600-h/Terrible+Two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037862692708053250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/ReoVbWIOcQI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/WOPu0Esjj14/s400/Terrible+Two.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is an updated puppy picture. Hasn't she grown?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Lily insisted I post this picture of her....ugh.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037863401377657106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/ReoWEmIOcRI/AAAAAAAAAKE/dI28MOfG4B0/s400/Grooming+day+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;M-the-V&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/33414807-7113646468741269954?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/7113646468741269954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=7113646468741269954' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7113646468741269954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7113646468741269954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/03/remember-my-new-friend-annie.html' title='Remember my new friend Annie'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/ReoVbWIOcQI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/WOPu0Esjj14/s72-c/Terrible+Two.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-986083345574414369</id><published>2007-03-03T13:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T13:35:44.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch out!</title><content type='html'>Mom bought a pair of clippers and she has been attacking everyone's Dr. Seuss feet.  I guess I'm glad that I went to a &lt;em&gt;professional&lt;/em&gt; groomer.  At least I don't look all butched up like Evie does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahhahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-986083345574414369?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/986083345574414369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=986083345574414369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/986083345574414369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/986083345574414369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/03/watch-out.html' title='Watch out!'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-1553827524555544710</id><published>2007-02-27T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T19:53:25.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>News from Frankenpup...</title><content type='html'>Well my gentlepups, my bandages came off yesterday.  I have a 7 inch incision stitched up, not too neatly I might add.  The vet practically shaved me bald for heavens sake.  I'm thinking the ladies aren't going to be lining up right now.  (Opy and Pip do you still love me?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a good note, I do feel pretty good and am back to my stern, disciplined self. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My human brother did well yesterday too.  Some complications, but minor ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to the real news.  Mocha is gone.  This time for good.  Her Mom came and got her last night.  She has a new place on 11 acres in the countryside.  Sounds good, I wish they had taken Lily and Fanny too....just think how quiet things would be here without Fanny and Lily.  But I guess this is my own cross to bear...evil sissies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was going to post a picture of my incision sight, but Mom said it looked too gruesome....so I guess you all will just have to trust me.  (I wouldn't want to be responsible for Zach fainting...snicker).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-Virile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-1553827524555544710?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/1553827524555544710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=1553827524555544710' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/1553827524555544710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/1553827524555544710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/02/news-from-frankenpup.html' title='News from Frankenpup...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-8570020576895509926</id><published>2007-02-24T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:54.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I survived...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/ReB6ar0BtNI/AAAAAAAAAJg/-VQuN5IXZB8/s1600-h/Surgery+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035158982256342226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/ReB6ar0BtNI/AAAAAAAAAJg/-VQuN5IXZB8/s400/Surgery+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/ReB6bL0BtOI/AAAAAAAAAJo/1shjYIr7IZs/s1600-h/Surgery+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035158990846276834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/ReB6bL0BtOI/AAAAAAAAAJo/1shjYIr7IZs/s400/Surgery+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;barely....It has been a rough couple of days. Everything is sore. Mom is worried about me...but I'm already back to nipping Lily in the butt. But I guess the lump is not good and we won't know what was wrong for a couple weeks. SO keep saying prayers...well not that I need them, but my Mom does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;M-the-V&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-8570020576895509926?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8570020576895509926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=8570020576895509926' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8570020576895509926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8570020576895509926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-survived.html' title='I survived...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/ReB6ar0BtNI/AAAAAAAAAJg/-VQuN5IXZB8/s72-c/Surgery+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-8277387969742008769</id><published>2007-02-21T19:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:54.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxey's surgery update..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/Rdzhlb0BtMI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qg8Mrjv2qh0/s1600-h/Grooming+day+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034146516730754242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/Rdzhlb0BtMI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qg8Mrjv2qh0/s400/Grooming+day+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hi all, Evie here.  Mom heard from the vet, Maxey came through the surgery just fine.  But the lump doesn't look good and the vet recommended sending it off for testing.  One thing is for sure, it isn't just a fatty tumor.  Please say some prayers for the next 10 days that it is benign.  Mom is really worried.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Evie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-8277387969742008769?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8277387969742008769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=8277387969742008769' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8277387969742008769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8277387969742008769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/02/maxeys-surgery-update.html' title='Maxey&apos;s surgery update..'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/Rdzhlb0BtMI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qg8Mrjv2qh0/s72-c/Grooming+day+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-8652860632467007433</id><published>2007-02-20T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T20:51:52.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is D-Day...</title><content type='html'>I'll be leaving in the morning for surgery...I may not return until thursday.  I'm sure Evie will give you an update...sigh.  I only take comfort in the fact that I'm not the only one going under.  Wookie is getting his much needed dental next month and my oldest human brother is having his 3rd set of ear tubes put in on Monday.  Mom is a little stressed, but lets be honest...isn't that normal?  As you can see I'm a bit cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farwell my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-8652860632467007433?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8652860632467007433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=8652860632467007433' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8652860632467007433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8652860632467007433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/02/tomorrow-is-d-day.html' title='Tomorrow is D-Day...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-1841555929594836249</id><published>2007-02-17T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:54.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'>well I knew it was coming....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RdeSPbfPOZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/uN3Gg10D43U/s1600-h/Grooming+day+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032651902384290194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RdeSPbfPOZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/uN3Gg10D43U/s400/Grooming+day+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom suggested a drive today. I was so excited I pranced around the SUV twice. Then she drove to Pet Supplies Plus, more prancing ensued. But then she left me....ugh. They have a groomer there. I had a bath, a trim AND a nail trim. Mom says I look handsome, but isn't it enough that I am having surgery this week....a bath and grooming seems to just be cruel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-1841555929594836249?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/1841555929594836249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=1841555929594836249' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/1841555929594836249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/1841555929594836249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/02/well-i-knew-it-was-coming.html' title='well I knew it was coming....'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RdeSPbfPOZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/uN3Gg10D43U/s72-c/Grooming+day+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-426480022188543263</id><published>2007-02-15T19:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:55.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RdT9nrfPOYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jOfhaRda4p0/s1600-h/Roses.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031925541810157954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RdT9nrfPOYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jOfhaRda4p0/s200/Roses.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To all the pretty ladies out there!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RdT3i7fPOXI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4WzU-EyZJ88/s1600-h/Mochas+return+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031918863136012658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RdT3i7fPOXI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4WzU-EyZJ88/s320/Mochas+return+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I may be small, but I'm available!! and tough enough to make you feel feminine!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just thinking about you makes my heart warm and my eyes glow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love and kisses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(with a few neck-breaking toy discipline thrown in)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maxey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/33414807-426480022188543263?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/426480022188543263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=426480022188543263' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/426480022188543263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/426480022188543263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!!'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RdT9nrfPOYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jOfhaRda4p0/s72-c/Roses.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-4928130331002479801</id><published>2007-02-12T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:55.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mocha's back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RdEKTbfPOVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/-rBbGsesLmM/s1600-h/Mochas+return+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030813587662125394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RdEKTbfPOVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/-rBbGsesLmM/s320/Mochas+return+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank GOODNESS!!! A wonderful woman named Darlene spotted her and called Mom at work. Mom ran out of work and found her huddled against a house on a busy street. She started to slink away from Mom until she recognized her and than crawled on her belly to Mom. Mom said she cried tears of joy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darlene wouldn't even take the money Mom offered as a reward! She was just happy to have Mocha safe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030813591957092706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="220" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RdEKTrfPOWI/AAAAAAAAAIg/4dYz5LNl67w/s320/Mochas+return+003.jpg" width="168" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mocha's paws are in bad shape and Mom is worried she might have some frost bite on undercarriage. She was hungry and thirsty. We are going to see how she does overnight and then take her to the vet if necessary to be checked out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;whew..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;M-the-V&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-4928130331002479801?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/4928130331002479801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=4928130331002479801' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/4928130331002479801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/4928130331002479801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/02/mochas-back.html' title='Mocha&apos;s back...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RdEKTbfPOVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/-rBbGsesLmM/s72-c/Mochas+return+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-5116576711289787069</id><published>2007-02-08T19:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T11:45:38.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My surgery is scheduled</title><content type='html'>First...still no sign of Mocha...Mom is really heartbroken.  She is going to the shelter every day...and is posting signs.  Every night she picks up my human brothers and drives the streets calling for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom also told me that she has scheduled my surgery for February 21...I guess I have a few weeks to say my farwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maxey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-5116576711289787069?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/5116576711289787069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=5116576711289787069' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/5116576711289787069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/5116576711289787069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-surgery-is-scheduled.html' title='My surgery is scheduled'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-2832080316314633260</id><published>2007-02-07T06:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T06:35:10.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fanny's home...</title><content type='html'>Fanny showed up at 2:30 am.  No sign of Mocha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sniff&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-2832080316314633260?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2832080316314633260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=2832080316314633260' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/2832080316314633260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/2832080316314633260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/02/fannys-home.html' title='Fanny&apos;s home...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-1098236345617593916</id><published>2007-02-06T19:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T19:37:51.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ariel is found safe...</title><content type='html'>But now Mocha and Fanny have disappeared.  Mom has searched, but they aren't anywhere.  They've been gone 4 hours and it is cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;br /&gt;PS...the previous picture isn't from around here...it just looked cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-1098236345617593916?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/1098236345617593916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=1098236345617593916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/1098236345617593916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/1098236345617593916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/02/ariel-is-found-safe.html' title='Ariel is found safe...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-3220120482719738649</id><published>2007-02-06T06:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:55.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surviving in a freezer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/Rchok-F85MI/AAAAAAAAAIM/P8AOPCJsfNc/s1600-h/D.GIF"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028383968311698626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/Rchok-F85MI/AAAAAAAAAIM/P8AOPCJsfNc/s320/D.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow is it ever cold! We canids are getting a little stir crazy because we can't play outside. Mom keeps an eye on Wookie when he is out, he sometimes can't make it back to the door in the cold. Then Mom rushes out to get him. She has to carry me inside too...I just can't do the icy steps. Of course Evie likes the snow..but she is covered in thick fur and fat...not to be mean....but she is a little overweight...(ouch...okay she is just fluffy).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wookie has been trying to hypnotize Mom. We think he wants more food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ariel the missing Aussie has been spotted, so as of yesterday she was still on the run, but still alive. Keep her in your prayers...we hope she can be found soon. I can't imagine being outside and scared right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;M-the-Cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-3220120482719738649?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/3220120482719738649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=3220120482719738649' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/3220120482719738649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/3220120482719738649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/02/surviving-in-freezer.html' title='Surviving in a freezer...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/Rchok-F85MI/AAAAAAAAAIM/P8AOPCJsfNc/s72-c/D.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-150143363133818545</id><published>2007-02-04T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:55.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News for the house...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RcXr-eF85LI/AAAAAAAAAIA/rT9MkzV67H4/s1600-h/Duncan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027684017491469490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RcXr-eF85LI/AAAAAAAAAIA/rT9MkzV67H4/s320/Duncan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom got the approval to adopt Duncan!! so he is going to be my real brother!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-150143363133818545?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/150143363133818545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=150143363133818545' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/150143363133818545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/150143363133818545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/02/good-news-for-house.html' title='Good News for the house...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RcXr-eF85LI/AAAAAAAAAIA/rT9MkzV67H4/s72-c/Duncan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-5291853372535009856</id><published>2007-02-02T20:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T20:20:25.539-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby its cold outside...</title><content type='html'>I'm reporting from the cold zone...no longer just reserved for Zach.  We are going to have a low of 7 degrees here and a wind chill of -30.  I wouldn't be that worried except for Mom told me that one of our previous Aussie Rescues escaped from her mom on her way to shy dog class.  We are really worried about her...keep your paws crossed that they find her, or can live trap her before the night is at it's coldest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brrrrrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-5291853372535009856?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/5291853372535009856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=5291853372535009856' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/5291853372535009856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/5291853372535009856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/02/baby-its-cold-outside.html' title='Baby its cold outside...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-3442731814940897902</id><published>2007-01-29T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T19:41:15.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>uh oh...hello??</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't bathed in a while...but is anyone still talking to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sniff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-3442731814940897902?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/3442731814940897902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=3442731814940897902' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/3442731814940897902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/3442731814940897902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/01/uh-ohhello.html' title='uh oh...hello??'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-7606977701017814892</id><published>2007-01-25T19:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T19:15:17.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My lump is back and there's gonna be trouble...</title><content type='html'>hey now, hey now, my lump is back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom has informed me that I will be going under the knife next month to have my lump removed.  We had thought it was going away, but apparently it is getting big again.  Wish I knew why...personally I think it is some kind of terrorist plot to over through the world.  Mom isn't convinced that my having a lump has anything to do with the world though.  But just in case we're going to have it removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your paws crossed for me! Maybe it will start to shrink again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note Mom is getting fed up with Fanny.  She attacked Evie a week or so ago over food, and tonight she bit the Wookie in three places, two of them near his left eye.  Mom is very upset and had to hold the Wookie a half an hour til he stopped shaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get it, it isn't like Wookie and Evie cause anyone any problem.  Mom says she thinks she is unadoptable and would like to euthanize her.  I don't think that is good.  I doubt she would do anything to her, but who knows how much this lady can take!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-7606977701017814892?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/7606977701017814892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=7606977701017814892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7606977701017814892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7606977701017814892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-lump-is-back-and-theres-gonna-be.html' title='My lump is back and there&apos;s gonna be trouble...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-837388716266875037</id><published>2007-01-22T19:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:56.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter is boring...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RbVWV5tGgfI/AAAAAAAAAH0/2rcEAmv5TYQ/s1600-h/lambshank+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023015893668889074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RbVWV5tGgfI/AAAAAAAAAH0/2rcEAmv5TYQ/s200/lambshank+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not much happening here with all the white stuff. Well, Mocha tried to eat my cat, Schnitzel. Mom was pretty ticked and told the ex to take his dog and get out. All this happened at 4am....but there are still here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maxey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-837388716266875037?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/837388716266875037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=837388716266875037' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/837388716266875037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/837388716266875037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/01/winter-is-boring.html' title='Winter is boring...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RbVWV5tGgfI/AAAAAAAAAH0/2rcEAmv5TYQ/s72-c/lambshank+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-7558798231176409067</id><published>2007-01-17T20:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:57.135-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The ice storm stayeth...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at this...it has been five days and the ice still coats the trees. Brrrr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/Ra7K44_Np-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/8di9UDHIWic/s1600-h/ice+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021173713283688418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/Ra7K44_Np-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/8di9UDHIWic/s200/ice+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/Ra7K5Y_Np_I/AAAAAAAAAHM/A2fjNjgK5Gs/s1600-h/ice+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021173721873623026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/Ra7K5Y_Np_I/AAAAAAAAAHM/A2fjNjgK5Gs/s200/ice+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The schools have been closed and we lost power on Monday for about 5 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/Ra7K5Y_NqAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/6NTFccBmXqE/s1600-h/ice+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021173721873623042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/Ra7K5Y_NqAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/6NTFccBmXqE/s200/ice+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The ice sparkles in the light of streetlamps and the sun.  It sure is pretty but so c-c-c-cooold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/Ra7K5o_NqBI/AAAAAAAAAHc/HFTBUkRiu0c/s1600-h/ice+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021173726168590354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/Ra7K5o_NqBI/AAAAAAAAAHc/HFTBUkRiu0c/s200/ice+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;M-the-V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-7558798231176409067?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/7558798231176409067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=7558798231176409067' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7558798231176409067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7558798231176409067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/01/ice-storm-stayeth.html' title='The ice storm stayeth...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/Ra7K44_Np-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/8di9UDHIWic/s72-c/ice+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-8875319684568656115</id><published>2007-01-13T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T20:04:26.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad, ugly, nasty week..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Man has this been a bad week!  We are all sick with something nasty, well everyone except for Lily.  I think she just has too much fiber in her system.  You know all the toilet paper, bills and crayons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  And what is worse is the nasty chalky medicine we have to take.  Ugh.  Mom is ready to run away from home.  I hope she isn't gone long.  She keeps talking about a sauna at the gym, whatever that is.  I think she needs some calgon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;M-the-V&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-8875319684568656115?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8875319684568656115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=8875319684568656115' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8875319684568656115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8875319684568656115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/01/bad-ugly-nasty-week.html' title='Bad, ugly, nasty week..'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-1986305155141878395</id><published>2007-01-07T08:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:58.337-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashionista...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lookie what I got from Miss Sunny!  Ain't it the truth I'm the boss!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RaEE19kBgNI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Dn96WtHPhWg/s1600-h/fashionista+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017296784972677330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RaEE19kBgNI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Dn96WtHPhWg/s200/fashionista+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom got this from Santa! a boardwalk to go with the deck so we don't get so muddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RaEE2NkBgOI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Hhlts6NxpGA/s1600-h/fashionista+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017296789267644642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RaEE2NkBgOI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Hhlts6NxpGA/s200/fashionista+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got to put on a fashion show with the bandannas Jay and Fufu sent me.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017296398425620674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RaEEfdkBgMI/AAAAAAAAAGM/IcmpPx4U70o/s200/fashionista+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RaEEfNkBgLI/AAAAAAAAAGE/tbd3LT8wGf8/s1600-h/fashionista+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017296394130653362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RaEEfNkBgLI/AAAAAAAAAGE/tbd3LT8wGf8/s200/fashionista+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I let Evie try the purple one on since it looked so nice with her white fur.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017296389835686050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RaEEe9kBgKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/HovNvz0jTgw/s200/fashionista+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I had to let Fanny try the other one.  (Can you tell what Mocha thought of it on her?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RaD62NkBgJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G2YFLRXG2T0/s1600-h/fashionista+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017285794151366802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RaD62NkBgJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G2YFLRXG2T0/s200/fashionista+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Wookie got into the show.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017285785561432194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RaD61tkBgII/AAAAAAAAAFs/VHnnFDTHmrM/s200/fashionista+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then some strange non-furry creature.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017285781266464882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RaD61dkBgHI/AAAAAAAAAFk/tmzfYYTs_Tg/s200/fashionista+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thanks for the cool pressies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/33414807-1986305155141878395?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/1986305155141878395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=1986305155141878395' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/1986305155141878395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/1986305155141878395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/01/fashionista.html' title='Fashionista...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RaEE19kBgNI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Dn96WtHPhWg/s72-c/fashionista+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-5107022248115940847</id><published>2007-01-05T18:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:58.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mocha &amp; Resolutions, oh MY!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZ7hsNkBgGI/AAAAAAAAAFM/tu0pYXUARqU/s1600-h/January+2007+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016695184608559202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZ7hsNkBgGI/AAAAAAAAAFM/tu0pYXUARqU/s200/January+2007+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well my canid friends, Mocha seems better today, though Mom is concerned. Her mom (Mom's ex's girlfriend) seems to have disappeared, whatever. But I know Mom will take care of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016694725047058482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZ7hRdkBgDI/AAAAAAAAAE0/QO_8K24XCgQ/s200/January+2007+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was asked to list my New Years Resolutions...so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. I resolve to help my Mom stick to her diet by snatching any and all food out of her hands. Self sacrificing I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. I resolve to be nicer to Lily this year....bahahahah, you didn't really believe that did you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. I resolve to keep all the birds out of my bushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. I resolve to help my Mom get better sleep by sleeping on the bed more often. Who wouldn't sleep better with me around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. I resolve to meet more new dogwithblog friends. AND to try and stay in touch with my dogwithblog friends better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And finally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. I resolve to take care of me better in the new year...including eating, sleeping and taking more car rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So who else needs to cough up their resolutions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016694737931960402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZ7hSNkBgFI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ZMFnIPtqjiI/s200/January+2007+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lily would like to add her 2 cents, maily because she likes to hear herself talk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&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/33414807-5107022248115940847?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/5107022248115940847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=5107022248115940847' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/5107022248115940847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/5107022248115940847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/01/mocha-resolutions-oh-my.html' title='Mocha &amp; Resolutions, oh MY!...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZ7hsNkBgGI/AAAAAAAAAFM/tu0pYXUARqU/s72-c/January+2007+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-8809069997252391076</id><published>2007-01-04T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:59.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The trouble makers.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZ2hLdkBgCI/AAAAAAAAAEo/bb8zXzY5VAg/s1600-h/Mochq+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016342778246955042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZ2hLdkBgCI/AAAAAAAAAEo/bb8zXzY5VAg/s200/Mochq+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is getting ticked off...she says she is living in a soap opera..whatever that is. Anyway, Fanny and Mocha took off again today. Mom found Fanny walking down a major street a couple of blocks from home. But Mocha didn't come back until several hours later. Mom is starting to think that Mocha may have been hit by a car. She is really sore and won't eat. Walking very slowly. Not good. I'll keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&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/33414807-8809069997252391076?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8809069997252391076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=8809069997252391076' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8809069997252391076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8809069997252391076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/01/more-trouble.html' title='More trouble'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZ2hLdkBgCI/AAAAAAAAAEo/bb8zXzY5VAg/s72-c/Mochq+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-3490007680088662930</id><published>2007-01-01T09:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:59.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZkecn55TBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/torehOf1c84/s1600-h/cards+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015073137150741522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZkecn55TBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/torehOf1c84/s200/cards+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing everyone and their families the best in the new year! I have a feeling this is going to be a great year! (maybe Lily will find a new home! okay, so she isn't up for adoption, but a guy can dream right?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;M-the-V&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-3490007680088662930?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/3490007680088662930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=3490007680088662930' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/3490007680088662930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/3490007680088662930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZkecn55TBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/torehOf1c84/s72-c/cards+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-1689929339743188914</id><published>2006-12-31T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:08:59.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Annie it is!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZfOAneRJdI/AAAAAAAAAEE/f5Zc_o1KoOY/s1600-h/Hope+001r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014703220091594194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZfOAneRJdI/AAAAAAAAAEE/f5Zc_o1KoOY/s200/Hope+001r.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We all went out to visit the puppy again yesterday.  And Miss Kathy has decided that Mom's name fits her the best (Mom is great at naming dogs).  So Annie romped around outside with us again yesterday while Miss Kathy threw the frisbee for Duncan and Stella.  Annie kept attacking Mom's pant leg, there surely must be tiny holes now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to another point.  Puppies are vicious!  I mean look at the picture below...those puppy killed and ATE that alligator in a wierd twist of fate.  I sure wouldn't want to meet them in a dark alley.  You have to be pretty vicious to kill AND EAT and alligator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZfOBHeRJeI/AAAAAAAAAEM/tIWqw_a1ATs/s1600-h/dogs+croc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014703228681528802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZfOBHeRJeI/AAAAAAAAAEM/tIWqw_a1ATs/s200/dogs+croc.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/33414807-1689929339743188914?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/1689929339743188914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=1689929339743188914' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/1689929339743188914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/1689929339743188914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/12/annie-it-is.html' title='Annie it is!'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZfOAneRJdI/AAAAAAAAAEE/f5Zc_o1KoOY/s72-c/Hope+001r.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-2911303050614417666</id><published>2006-12-26T20:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:09:00.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The mystery pup....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the new border collie/mix puppy in Mom's life.  She doesn't have a name yet.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZHP0neRJaI/AAAAAAAAADg/htwEeaelA1M/s1600-h/Hope+003r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013016363096155554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZHP0neRJaI/AAAAAAAAADg/htwEeaelA1M/s200/Hope+003r.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It might be Hope, or Annie, or Betty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZHP0neRJbI/AAAAAAAAADo/RW5FiFoJIuQ/s1600-h/Hope+005r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013016363096155570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZHP0neRJbI/AAAAAAAAADo/RW5FiFoJIuQ/s200/Hope+005r.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is only 7 weeks old and was bought at a pet store (normally I don't go in for that...but they said she had a hernia and needed to be discounted).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZHP03eRJcI/AAAAAAAAADw/g6Wur6XGFWs/s1600-h/Life+Is+Good.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013016367391122882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZHP03eRJcI/AAAAAAAAADw/g6Wur6XGFWs/s200/Life+Is+Good.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here she is with her new mommy!  This is Mom's and my good friend Kathy.  That is right! This pretty little fluf of mischeivous doesn't have to live with us!  But I do have to see her periodically.  Strangely enough, Stella the terroist is relatively nice to her.  Go figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom helped Kathy get her...and the hernia was just a stupid belly button hernia...I mean even I have one of those!  Mom and Kathy are suckers for black and whites.  Although Mom likes a little tri dropped in there too.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;M-the-V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-2911303050614417666?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2911303050614417666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=2911303050614417666' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/2911303050614417666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/2911303050614417666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/12/mystery-pup.html' title='The mystery pup....'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZHP0neRJaI/AAAAAAAAADg/htwEeaelA1M/s72-c/Hope+003r.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-8773040461183065926</id><published>2006-12-26T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:09:01.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Came!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas Eve was so exciting. My human brothers picked out cookies and left milk for Santa.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZFsCXeRJWI/AAAAAAAAACg/8c6Dl0HMUpU/s1600-h/Santa+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012906648156579170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZFsCXeRJWI/AAAAAAAAACg/8c6Dl0HMUpU/s200/Santa+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I checked out the tree to make sure all the lights were lighting and the ornaments were straight.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZFsCneRJXI/AAAAAAAAACo/2XkMExT3Sbo/s1600-h/Santa+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012906652451546482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZFsCneRJXI/AAAAAAAAACo/2XkMExT3Sbo/s200/Santa+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I vowed to stay awake and greet Santa. Being an exceptionally good watch dog I knew I'd hear Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZFsCneRJYI/AAAAAAAAACw/7jvGatMUiAQ/s1600-h/Santa+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012906652451546498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZFsCneRJYI/AAAAAAAAACw/7jvGatMUiAQ/s200/Santa+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But when I woke up, look at what I found! Santa must truly be magical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZFrtneRJSI/AAAAAAAAACA/L0eRdMTyB2I/s1600-h/Santa+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012906291674293538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZFrtneRJSI/AAAAAAAAACA/L0eRdMTyB2I/s200/Santa+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My human brothers and Mom had a great day, lots of wonderful presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZFrt3eRJTI/AAAAAAAAACI/7BF6RtJaU3Y/s1600-h/Santa+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012906295969260850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZFrt3eRJTI/AAAAAAAAACI/7BF6RtJaU3Y/s200/Santa+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And look what Santa left for us in the freezer! Turkey necks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZFruHeRJUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/D2pLCaaGMP4/s1600-h/Santa+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012906300264228162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZFruHeRJUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/D2pLCaaGMP4/s200/Santa+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got to eat mine outside so no one would bother me and try and take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZFruXeRJVI/AAAAAAAAACY/Fb8SmnnQXR0/s1600-h/Santa+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012906304559195474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZFruXeRJVI/AAAAAAAAACY/Fb8SmnnQXR0/s200/Santa+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of our Christmas wishes have come true (well except for Lily is still here .) But who is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZFtgHeRJZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/CSKB4X_rcCI/s1600-h/Hope+001r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012908258769315218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZFtgHeRJZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/CSKB4X_rcCI/s200/Hope+001r.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;br /&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/33414807-8773040461183065926?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/8773040461183065926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=8773040461183065926' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8773040461183065926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/8773040461183065926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/12/santa-came.html' title='Santa Came!'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RZFsCXeRJWI/AAAAAAAAACg/8c6Dl0HMUpU/s72-c/Santa+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-3403253874435973821</id><published>2006-12-22T19:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T19:29:12.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trouble in paradise....</title><content type='html'>Okay, tell me...can anyone see my bio on the right side of my blog?  I haven't been able to fix it and it is driving me more nuts than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-Frustrated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-3403253874435973821?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/3403253874435973821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=3403253874435973821' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/3403253874435973821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/3403253874435973821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/12/trouble-in-paradise.html' title='Trouble in paradise....'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-2959485813291594779</id><published>2006-12-21T19:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T19:48:11.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged...and tagged.</title><content type='html'>Well this has taken me long enough to answer, but I've been Christmas tagged by first Boomer and then Pippin (congrats on the new pack member, he's cute, when are your people moving?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...Here are three things I'd like under my tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  A big raw bone.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Just my mom and me.&lt;br /&gt;3.  A certificate for a car ride a day for the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I don't want under my tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Lily....need I say more.&lt;br /&gt;2.  nail clippers or any grooming supplies.&lt;br /&gt;3.  plane tickets for my Mom to go away again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I'm pretty sure that everyone has been tagged at this point...so I think I'll just go with it.  If you are reading this and haven't made your list...post and let us know so we can go visit you and see your list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-2959485813291594779?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2959485813291594779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=2959485813291594779' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/2959485813291594779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/2959485813291594779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/12/ive-been-taggedand-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged...and tagged.'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-254542022320475587</id><published>2006-12-15T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:09:01.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions, Excuses and Apologies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RYNGkneRJII/AAAAAAAAABE/gGx-RXHaHHw/s1600-h/close+up.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008924805451293826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RYNGkneRJII/AAAAAAAAABE/gGx-RXHaHHw/s200/close+up.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello my friends. All of your cards are wonderful and I'm really enjoying them. But I must confess that mine have not even been made yet. I need Mom's help and she has been super busy. She was in Miami for a conference this week and you wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;believe who took care of us! My ex daddy! He and his girlfriend stayed here with my human brothers and me, Evie and Fanny. AND....ugh, Mocha. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008924801156326514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RYNGkXeRJHI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4b1-Y5LLv1Q/s200/Mochq+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yes, Mom has been at it again.  But Mocha is different (besides the fact that she is a pure bred pittbull), she belongs to Mom's ex... They lost their house and she was staying in the cold.  She is okay for a girl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mom is a little upset, someone is really interested in Duncan.  Looks like they might come meet him this weekend, and it seems a good home for him.  Mom wants to keep him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The really good news is that Lily has been staying with Miss Kathy.  It has been so nice, no one pulling my tail.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fanny has been awful.  She keeps getting out and running.  She escaped last night, this morning and tonight.  Every since she was lost in the woods for two days she has wanted to just run.  Mom doesn't know what to do with her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Duncan and Mocha have been really sick.  Mom has been cleaning up diarhhea for 2 weeks and when that isn't been happening, Wookie has been peeing on her bed.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The really bad news is that my human brothers have been having a rough time too.  Last week my 3 yo brother fell on the sidewalk and broke his arm really bad.  Mom had to spend a whole day at the hospital while he underwent surgery to straighten the break and get a cast put on.  He has been really cranky.  My older human brother has had a double ear infection too.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So you see my friends..there hasn't been much time to do much of anything.  I'm really sorry, but it looks like my holiday cards are going to Happy New Year cards.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;M-the-V&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/33414807-254542022320475587?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/254542022320475587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=254542022320475587' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/254542022320475587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/254542022320475587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/12/confessions-excuses-and-apologies.html' title='Confessions, Excuses and Apologies...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RYNGkneRJII/AAAAAAAAABE/gGx-RXHaHHw/s72-c/close+up.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-577064155590979485</id><published>2006-12-04T19:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:09:03.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rescue, cards, and normal days....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at the face of our personal rescue hero! She and Starry are back to normal. Thank goodness. Fanny has been able to go outside in the backyard without the tether. She doesn't seem to want to jump the fence. She and Evie tore around the yard last night in the cold and snow. I'd rather sit on my pillow.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RXVRPyxowmI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MgQjMQI_FR4/s1600-h/cards+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004995892662026850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RXVRPyxowmI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MgQjMQI_FR4/s200/cards+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Life has gotten back to normal. Lots of rest and relaxation. Duncan has been playing tug-o-war with Evie. Evie loves tug and no one ever wants to play.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004995888367059522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RXVRPixowkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FyRKlCyhp7o/s200/cards+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mom is pretty jealous. I mean look at all the christmas cards I received just yesterday! These all came on the same day!! Mom has gotten one christmas card...tee hee. But of course, she hasn't sent hers out yet (or mine!). Mom says she'll help me get it done this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RXVRPSxowjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cSVXdXjHY4Q/s1600-h/cards+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004995884072092210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RXVRPSxowjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cSVXdXjHY4Q/s200/cards+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wookie has been feeling good but sounding terrible. His cough is awful. But he has gotten downright frisky. When Mom comes home from work and lets him out of his cage he tears around top speed (and I do mean a run) and circles Mom's legs. He also thinks he is the cat's meow, literally. This is a picture of him squeezing out of the cat door to the basement. He has discovered that he can fit through there and get into the basement where there is cat food, dog food and a litter box. Mom says that he poops in the same room the cat box is, she figures he has decided to become feline. I'm pretty sure he doesn't know how awful that sounds. Maybe he really is a cat and not a dog? Do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RXVRPyxowlI/AAAAAAAAAAc/RNeYTedFvf0/s1600-h/cards+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004995892662026834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RXVRPyxowlI/AAAAAAAAAAc/RNeYTedFvf0/s200/cards+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And finally I have some video of me showing off my backyard and barking skills. Duncan and Evie helped. This was taken a couple days ago before the snow. But that other dog is Winston the chocolate lab that lives behind us. I still think he is trespassing on my turf. But he is nice enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal day in my backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="VE_Player" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://static.videoegg.com/videoegg/loader.swf" width="320" height="260" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="bgColor=FFFFFF&amp;file=http://download.videoegg.com/gid328/cid1096/XW/D6/1165315812y4liH6ydWCDa1eeeth0Z_high.flv&amp;amp;autoPlay=false&amp;forcePlay=false&amp;amp;logo=&amp;amp;allowFullscreen=true" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" scale="noscale" wmode="window" width-"320" height-"260" name="VE_Player" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash "pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-577064155590979485?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/577064155590979485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=577064155590979485' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/577064155590979485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/577064155590979485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/12/rescue-cards-and-normal-days.html' title='Rescue, cards, and normal days....'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBPjuK3KRE0/RXVRPyxowmI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MgQjMQI_FR4/s72-c/cards+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-7100669626246087914</id><published>2006-11-28T18:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T06:36:21.739-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Details...</title><content type='html'>Well Mom found them with the help of some strangers who spotted them yesterday. It took an hour and a half at lunchtime and they had been running in a 5 mile radius for 2 days. They are both exhausted and sore. Fanny won't let Mom touch her feet, she growls so you know she doesn't feel good.  Starry's hind quarters are lame.  She looks just like she did when she first got here all sick and everything.  Mom had to carry Starry in from the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom had to brush all the burrs out of Starry and she had to pick some out of Fanny's skin.  Mom did find a open sore on Starry's hind foot, but other than that they don't have any other wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had definately gotten lost in the woods.  Instead of going south off Kathy's land they had gone north.  Until they were sighted yesterday they had been out of range of Mom's whistle.  Since Fanny is a runner, Mom had taughter her to come to a whistle, good thing too.  Starry is partially deaf so she never would have heard Mom calling, but she can hear the loud whistle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who helped Mom find them said they saw them cross the busy country highway and almost get hit by a semi.  Fanny stopped at the last minute and Starry did everything that Fanny told her to do.  Undoubtably, that is why Starry is still alive.  The good people also said that they got close to them at one point but then Fanny ran off and Starry followed.  Starry usually is very people friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is amazed at how Fanny took care of Starry and how Starry obeyed her.  Fanny is a rescue hero.  But I think this is definately Mom's best rescue of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope with lots of rest and good food and water that they will both be back to their normal selves.  For now Mom has been giving them some pain medicine.  They both have very sore muscles, Starry can go upstairs to sleep on her own power now..that is a big improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, a big thank you to my friends.  Thank you for your prayers and good wishes.  You guys are awesome.  Mom is planning to give the good people a reward for their help.  She was thinking about sending flowers and a giftcard to a steakhouse.  Plus she is taking Kathy out to their favorite Chinese restaurant.  This never would have happened if Kathy hadn't put a sign out on the country highway.  What do you guys think she should do for them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-Relieved&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-7100669626246087914?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/7100669626246087914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=7100669626246087914' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7100669626246087914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7100669626246087914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/11/details.html' title='Details...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-2240495911183174513</id><published>2006-11-28T12:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T12:34:20.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Found</title><content type='html'>back home...in bad shape.  More later. M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-2240495911183174513?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/2240495911183174513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=2240495911183174513' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/2240495911183174513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/2240495911183174513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/11/found.html' title='Found'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-580741890055186363</id><published>2006-11-27T20:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T20:05:42.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still no sign of them.</title><content type='html'>Going on night number two.  We are all so sad.  Mom is crying and feeling frantic.  I know she called everyone she could think of.  But they are lost at least 10 miles away from home.  Evie is so depressed and Lily won't come downstairs except to go outside and eat.  Duncan and Wookie don't seem too effected, but I really edgy.  M-the-Sad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-580741890055186363?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/580741890055186363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=580741890055186363' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/580741890055186363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/580741890055186363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/11/still-no-sign-of-them.html' title='Still no sign of them.'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-7541375608656298623</id><published>2006-11-27T06:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T06:26:53.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Pray</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Please pray my friends. Starry and Fanny are missing. We went to our friend Kathy's house for a run in the woods. Afterward we sat in the house drinking water after the run. Normally, &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/200/196319/starry%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Starry doesn't leave Mom's side. But Fanny opened the door for another run (this is typical) and Starry wanted out. Mom thought she needed to go potty. But apparently she follow Fanny into the woods. We are hoping someone has them and will call today. Starry doesn't have any tags on, but Fanny does. Mom is so upset.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/200/137793/update%20pics%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;M-the-V&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-7541375608656298623?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/7541375608656298623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=7541375608656298623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7541375608656298623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/7541375608656298623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/11/please-pray.html' title='Please Pray'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-1516066908405805967</id><published>2006-11-24T07:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T12:13:25.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The List</title><content type='html'>Mom has been feeling pretty bad recently. The loss of Daisie, the time of year that Louie left us last year. Candy's death earlier in the year. Well, I know it has been a particularly rought year on mom in general. I just thought she needed to see a list of the lives she saved, even if just for a while, this year.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/1600/761059/Pictures%20prior%20to%20August%2026%202006%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/200/376546/Pictures%20prior%20to%20August%2026%202006%20030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/1600/823950/JC%20ARF%2071806%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/200/48630/JC%20ARF%2071806%20017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/1600/313381/Pictures%20prior%20to%20August%2026%202006%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/200/398112/Pictures%20prior%20to%20August%2026%202006%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/1600/902781/Pictures%20prior%20to%20August%2026%202006%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/200/650609/Pictures%20prior%20to%20August%2026%202006%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shadow the Aussie, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Miss Congeniality The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Elkhound, Cimmie the Eskie/Chow Mix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/1600/865589/Pictures%20prior%20to%20August%2026%202006%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/200/888359/Pictures%20prior%20to%20August%2026%202006%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/1600/801541/Pecan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" height="202" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/320/989675/Pecan.jpg" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/1600/387314/willow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/320/731475/willow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pecan the Aussie, Fanny the Border Collie/mix, Willow the beauty queen Collie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a list of Dogs/Bunny we had in our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shadow the Aussie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pecan the Aussie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fanny the Border Collie/mix&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mandy the Aussie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Candy the Werewolf (Border Collie/Malamute)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Callie the Bunny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Willow the Collie (and Mom's third love of her life)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Libby the Collie puppy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starry the Sheltie/Flat Coat Retriever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cimmie the Eskie/Chow mix&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fern the Dobie/mix puppy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harry the Black Lab puppy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gemini the Border Collie/Aussie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wookie the Pomeranian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zoe the sweet little Eskie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Duncan the Collie/Border Collie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those we were instrumental in getting out of the shelter:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luke the Aussie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blue the Aussie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rafe the Aussie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honey the Sheltie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss Congeniality the Norwegian Elkhouse puppy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hershey the Choclate Lab mix&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chocolate Boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 black labs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 pet rats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The white Jack Russel Terror&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 boxer mix puppies that had been labeled as pits (and therefore doomed)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;St Bernard Puppy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dogs we helped along the way:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wilson the Eskie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lola the Aussie (who got to stay with her owner!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mandy the Collie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sabrina the Boxer puppy dumped from a car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Main Coon kitten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The old Man lab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;St Beatrice the Saint/Collie Mix&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hemingway the Aussie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maxie the Siberian/Samoyed Mix&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/1600/366110/2006_0710Image0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/200/546744/2006_0710Image0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/1600/995326/blog%20revolt%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/200/947022/blog%20revolt%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/1600/293765/JC%20ARF%2071106%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/200/505563/JC%20ARF%2071106%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blue, Wookie, Hemingway.&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;I'm sure I'm forgetting someone, but even if I'm not, Mom and I have done some pretty amazing stuff this year. It has been a hard year, Candy the werewolf, Callie the Bunny and Honey the Sheltie died. Mom is still haunted by the German Shepard puppy that Mom was 20 minutes too late to save...but on a good note we convinced the County Commissioners to stop the pound seizures, so no more animals sold to B class Research Dealers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And...I'm back to good health, Starry is back to good health, Lily is back to good health, Wookie is back to good health, Duncan is back to good health. And all the dogs who have passed through Mom's house are healthy and in better weight. All in all, we've done pretty well for just one person and a dog. Proof enough that one person CAN make a difference to so many.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;M-the-V&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/1600/781451/blog%20revolt%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/200/462380/blog%20revolt%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/1600/896744/birthday%20party%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/200/851257/birthday%20party%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/1600/26228/Zoe%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/200/850028/Zoe%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/1600/761617/White%20Max%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/200/621323/White%20Max%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Starry, Lola, Zoe, Maxie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-1516066908405805967?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/1516066908405805967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=1516066908405805967' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/1516066908405805967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/1516066908405805967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/11/list.html' title='The List'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-6747597867863582374</id><published>2006-11-23T09:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T09:07:57.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Turkey Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/1600/179723/Turkey%20day%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7831/4078/320/108995/Turkey%20day%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope all my friends get their turkey!  I've got mine! Okay, this is a turkey my oldest human brother made at school.  Isn't it cute?  I still plan on eating real turkey, so my Mom better be paying attention!  Happy Thanksgiving everyone.   We are definately counting our blessings here! M-the-V&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-6747597867863582374?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/6747597867863582374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=6747597867863582374' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/6747597867863582374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/6747597867863582374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-turkey-day.html' title='Happy Turkey Day!'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-116424189997592892</id><published>2006-11-22T19:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T19:31:39.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls are wierd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7297/3531/1600/419203/Sissies%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7297/3531/320/448488/Sissies%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is official.  Girls are so wierd.  They ignore you.  They insist on taking all the toys.  They like to lay right in the way so you can't go in or out of a room.  It's like you have to pay the troll or something.  I don't do that...Duncan doesn't do that.  And Wookie certainly doesn't do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everyone of the girls in the house do.  Well, okay, not Mom, but all the furgirls do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so what is a guy supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-116424189997592892?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/116424189997592892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=116424189997592892' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116424189997592892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116424189997592892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/11/girls-are-wierd.html' title='Girls are wierd'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-116398672559459599</id><published>2006-11-19T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T20:39:12.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, busy, busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/1600/destuffed%20toys%20007.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/destuffed%20toys%20007.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been out of the blog world a little bit. Mom's been busy...there was a christmas parade that Mom took the human brother's to...and get this, she also took their daddy and his girlfriend to the parade. I think she did this for the human brothers. They were pretty happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's new job is going really well. She is happy, but pre-occupied. Now that she is happy at work she has too much energy. She has been cleaning...I mean scary cleaning. She went through the closets and the boys clothes...she rearanged the furniture, cleaning underneath for goodness sake. Tonight she has all her candles burning and she keeps sniffing and smiling. It is kinda wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been happier here, although I know that Mom is still sad about Harry. He hasn't been adopted yet and is still at the rescue kennel. But it is quieter here. Mom says she wants to keep Duncan..I wouldn't mind he and I get along. I just wish she would get rid of Lily. Duncan has gotten pretty protective of Mom and the human brothers. He even nipped Mom's ex husband when he picked up the littlest brother. Mom was shocked, but laughed later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I've been keeping busy putting the christmas card list into an excel format so I can merge it easily. I was going to get all dressed up for my christmas card picture...but I think I'd rather take a nap on the blankie that Nanny made me. I hope everyone is doing well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELCOME HOME FREDA!!!! I missed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-116398672559459599?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/116398672559459599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=116398672559459599' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116398672559459599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116398672559459599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/11/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy, busy, busy'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-116337565423133695</id><published>2006-11-12T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T18:54:14.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He's gone, he's gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah yah yah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOO HOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention Harry is gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's GONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duncan and I got a 3 hour car ride, ending at our friend Kathy's house...course Stella the terrorist was there...and she's awful. But he's GONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Course Mom is sad cause she had to take him to the kennel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But did I mention he is GONE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Harry%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;M-the-V&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-116337565423133695?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/116337565423133695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=116337565423133695' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116337565423133695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116337565423133695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/11/hes-gone-hes-gone.html' title='He&apos;s gone, he&apos;s gone'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-116303768401991905</id><published>2006-11-08T20:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T21:01:24.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Boomer!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey Hot Stuff!!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/1600/halloween%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/halloween%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fanny and I wanted to try and distract you from the "in-laws" whatever they are. So we posed for a glamour shot. Smooches!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/halloween%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We hope you are impressed! - love Evie and Fanny&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;PS. Maxey is still pouting in his cage, which is silly Mom isn't THAT hurt, just stressed out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-116303768401991905?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/116303768401991905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=116303768401991905' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116303768401991905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116303768401991905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-boomer.html' title='Hey Boomer!!!'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-116285504151196740</id><published>2006-11-06T18:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T18:17:21.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of solitary confinement...</title><content type='html'>Well Mom invited me to sleep on her bed last night.  It was boys only with Duncan, Poo and me.  Harry wasn't included cause he wasn't supposed to still be with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were all right, Mom did forgive me, but she still is limping just a bit.  And I still feel pretty bad.  Duncan got to go for a long car ride with Mom and she didn't take me cause she was mad at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-sad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-116285504151196740?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/116285504151196740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=116285504151196740' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116285504151196740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116285504151196740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/11/out-of-solitary-confinement.html' title='Out of solitary confinement...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-116268234891366252</id><published>2006-11-04T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T18:47:20.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in trouble...</title><content type='html'>Mom says I'm in going to be living in the dog house for a while. I'm not sure what that means, but I guess she is pretty mad. You see, Lily stole some food out of a bowl and when Mom grabbed her to put her in the cage she got mad and tried to pick a fight with me. So I got ticked and started barking back...then I went and grabbed Mom slipper to punctuate my position with neck breaking, only...Mom's foot was in the slipper. I ended up draging my canine tooth along the top of her foot and hurting her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really bad...and I was going to post about some good news...but Mom says I can't have computer time right now...(sniff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-Pathetically Sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-116268234891366252?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/116268234891366252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=116268234891366252' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116268234891366252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116268234891366252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-in-trouble.html' title='I&apos;m in trouble...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-116250037583574552</id><published>2006-11-02T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T19:50:54.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lambshank redemption...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or How Maxey spent his birthday. A narrative by M-the-V&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My day started out pretty good. Mom gave me some extra treats for breakfast. A whole slice of cheese to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then I found out that Sunshade had dumped me for another Airedale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was a little upset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then Miss Shannon came over to let me and the rest of the doggies outside at lunchtime. I love Miss Shannon, and she likes me best anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then Miss Amy came by and you know what she DID!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YES, she put HARRY in a crate! HARRY!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Harry%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When Mom came home we all went outside for a potty break and then had dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the kids went to their father's house Mom put me in the car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and do you know where she took me dear canids?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom took me to Pet Supplies Plus!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But as an added plus she didn't make me go inside. I don't really like going inside and always insist on riding in the cart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When she returned she had a HUGE LAMB BONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND she didn't have bones for anyone else! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So there I was gnawing on a juicy raw lamb bone, riding around with my mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting my ears rubbed as I gnaw a lamb bone. It doesn't get any better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then Mom stopped at a house and after a few minutes and put a little blue merle Aussie girl in the back. She is very pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/1600/birthday%20party%20018.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/birthday%20party%20018.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom had to transport her a little ways. She was very nervous. When we got to the house, she was running in the fenced backyard and wouldn't come in the house. So Mom got me out of the car to help her understand. She did, cause I'm good at that. Plus I really liked her, she was impressed with my handsome tri-ness. Her name is Lola. They gave us lots of treats to help get her more comfortable. I like treats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, Mom and I headed home. I was rather bored with the lamb bone by now so I just positioned myself for lots of strokes and scritches. When we got home Mom threw my bone in the backyard. But Lily found it and took it inside. Then Evie got it....then Duncan...then Fanny took off with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So today I was looking for it. I looked in the toy bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/1600/005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/005.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I looked in Harry's cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/1600/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I looked in the Wookie's cage and box bed. (He chose the bed himself, Mom tried to get something nice for him.)&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/1600/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then I went to Mom's room and checked under the bed. That is where Fanny likes to hide.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I found Fanny (can you see her looking creepy in the picture?)&lt;br /&gt;But now lamb bone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/lambshank%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I found my cat, Schnitzel, there. He looks mean, but he isn't. He helped raise me when I was a young pup.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But no lamb bone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/snitz.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at this mess! Obviously Mom has been slacking on her cleaning duties under the bed. I see a chewed up sippy cup. A chewed up slipper, a Little Person and...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HEY! THERE ARE PIECES OF MY LAMB BONE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;FFFFFAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNYYYYY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/1600/edited.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/edited.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My birthday isn't even cold .... I get no respect. M-the-V&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-116250037583574552?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/116250037583574552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=116250037583574552' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116250037583574552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116250037583574552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/11/lambshank-redemption.html' title='The Lambshank redemption...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-116238259299067488</id><published>2006-11-01T06:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T07:03:14.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my BIRTHDAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>WOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOO!  I'm 6!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They  say it's my birthday!!dadadaadada&lt;br /&gt;It's my birthday too-hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom says she is getting me a bone tonight!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps I have my best friends tag on!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-116238259299067488?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/116238259299067488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=116238259299067488' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116238259299067488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116238259299067488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-my-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s my BIRTHDAY!!!!'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-116234120935698125</id><published>2006-10-31T19:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T19:33:29.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Visions of Halloween..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Here are my boys...they traded costumes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/1600/halloween%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/200/halloween%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boss' dog, Diamond.  He's a firefighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/200/halloween%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys' pumpkins they carved tonight&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/1600/halloween%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/200/halloween%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucy mom's friend's dog.  She's a devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/1600/halloween%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/200/halloween%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom went to work as a serial killer.  Pretty lame if you ask me.  And no, she didn't win the $50 prize, that went to Raggedy Ann.  bahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/200/halloween%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mom is gonna be a little ticked at me for posting this terrible picture of her...she was  trying to look scary.   It kinda worked! bahahahha  M-the-V&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-116234120935698125?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/116234120935698125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=116234120935698125' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116234120935698125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116234120935698125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/10/visions-of-halloween.html' title='Visions of Halloween..'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-116223029975681489</id><published>2006-10-30T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T12:44:59.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what I got!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/1600/Lesson%202%20003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Lesson%202%20003.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is toast and jam, and yes, I stole it from my littlest human brother. I felt a little bad because he cried, but hey, a dog has to keep his reflexes sharp, right? (besides, he still had another piece).  M-the-V&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/33414807-116223029975681489?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/116223029975681489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=116223029975681489' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116223029975681489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116223029975681489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/10/look-what-i-got.html' title='Look what I got!'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-116212973205116641</id><published>2006-10-29T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T10:26:16.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson No. 2</title><content type='html'>Toy Discipline Lesson No. 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.videoegg.com/videoegg/loader.swf" FlashVars="bgColor=FFFFFF&amp;file=http://download.videoegg.com/gid328/cid1096/JW/GH/11621281502dEG0iEtr4jKrMUiKzUj_high.flv&amp;autoPlay=false&amp;forcePlay=false&amp;logo=&amp;allowFullscreen=true" quality="high" allowScriptAccess="always" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" scale="noscale" wmode="window" width="320" height="260" name="VE_Player" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice how I keep moving to disorient the toy (in this case my littlest human brother's shoe...she how it lights up when I shake it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also sped up the neck breaking action. Let me tell you that that shoe would never even think of pulling a fast one. No monkey business here! And I disorientated Lily too! BONUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-116212973205116641?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/116212973205116641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=116212973205116641' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116212973205116641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116212973205116641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/10/lesson-no-2.html' title='Lesson No. 2'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-116205242838502072</id><published>2006-10-28T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T18:15:57.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh Oh!</title><content type='html'>I think Mom has finally snapped. She is frazzled, yelling, crying and keeping Harry in his cage. I knew this would happen. Eight is just too many dogs. I tried to tell her...oh well, it isn't like she planned this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom took Harry to a friend's house for a few days.  I think she is going to send him to the rescue's kennel.  She feels bad, but she is overloaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-116205242838502072?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/116205242838502072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=116205242838502072' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116205242838502072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116205242838502072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/10/uh-oh.html' title='Uh Oh!'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-116195532082202185</id><published>2006-10-27T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T08:22:58.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday fun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="VE_Player" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://static.videoegg.com/videoegg/loader.swf" width="320" height="260" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="bgColor=FFFFFF&amp;file=http://download.videoegg.com/gid328/cid1096/ZQ/RM/1161953349deajyddcrsGk052rn3pO_high.flv&amp;amp;autoPlay=false&amp;forcePlay=false&amp;amp;amp;logo=&amp;amp;allowFullscreen=true" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" scale="noscale" wmode="window"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America's Funniest Videos - I think. M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-116195532082202185?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/116195532082202185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=116195532082202185' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116195532082202185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116195532082202185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/10/friday-fun_27.html' title='Friday fun...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-116190548291370255</id><published>2006-10-26T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T18:31:23.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/1600/update%20pics%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/update%20pics%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fanny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/1600/update%20pics%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/update%20pics%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fanny shows off street dog fighting moves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/1600/update%20pics%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/update%20pics%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Wookie right after a spa treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/1600/update%20pics%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/update%20pics%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Duncan organizing a soccor game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/1600/update%20pics%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/update%20pics%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ghost dogs breaking soccor rules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/1600/update%20pics%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/update%20pics%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Duncan smiling after a big win!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Max, Lily and Evie the resident dogs being totally ignored.  You don't see any pictures of us, do you? M-the-V&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-116190548291370255?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/116190548291370255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=116190548291370255' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116190548291370255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116190548291370255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/10/pictures.html' title='Pictures...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-116187058585783298</id><published>2006-10-26T08:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T08:49:52.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was WEDNESDAY!! Which means my human brothers went to their dad's house and we went to the woods for a walk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard Mom talking to her friend Kathy on the tellie. They decided Mom should bring Harry. Harry is obnoxious, but so is Kathy's owner Stella the Mons-terrier. So they thought the two of them would have fun playing. Mom also brought Duncan, but left Starry at home (she was sooo upset).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Harry is 80lbs of baby muscle and he doesn't know how to walk on lead. He about yanked Mom's arms out of their sockets....I tried to help by nipping at him and barking orders. Do you know he actually ignored them? I don't care much for Harry. And get this neither does Stella! She was afraid of him after a few attempts at playing. He isn't mean, but he does throw his weight around a bit. Mom and Kathy did a lot of laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duncan has settled right in here. What is cool is that he smiles and wags his tail all the time now. He has taken my spot on the bed and I'm not really happy about it. But he never bothers me. I've only heard him fuss once and that was at Harry...go figure. Lily growls at him a lot. But Duncan has been such a good boy that Mom gives him freedom in the house while she is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Little Wookie is worrying Mom again though. I guess he is having poopies and their was even some blood in it. She says she might start him on pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post some pictures later. - M-the-V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33414807-116187058585783298?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/116187058585783298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=116187058585783298' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116187058585783298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116187058585783298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/10/update.html' title='Update...'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33414807.post-116168938131701834</id><published>2006-10-24T06:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T06:29:41.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm EVIE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/1600/blog%20revolt%20002.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/blog%20revolt%20002.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/1600/garbage%20day%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/garbage%20day%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is me dreaming of giving Boomer a kiss! - Evie&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/33414807-116168938131701834?l=yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/feeds/116168938131701834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33414807&amp;postID=116168938131701834' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116168938131701834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33414807/posts/default/116168938131701834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yes-i-am-annoyed.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-evie.html' title='I&apos;m EVIE!!!!'/><author><name>Maximillian the Valliant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065762531385205273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7297/3531/320/Max.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
