<?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-5723259982522399877</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:47:57.834-07:00</updated><category term='sit and down'/><category term='clicker training'/><category term='stairs'/><category term='tricks'/><category term='soft bed.'/><category term='bathroom'/><category term='July 4th Fireworks-Not a problem'/><category term='eating'/><category term='Greyhounds sitting'/><category term='First night'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='hand signals'/><title type='text'>Wiki Onetime</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Go Peanut Go</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14798904601686309591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-4561645085938729546</id><published>2009-02-09T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T07:34:13.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet &amp; Greets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SZBKhs8fcyI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ILdWsce97iY/s1600-h/IMG_1798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SZBKhs8fcyI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ILdWsce97iY/s400/IMG_1798.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300818704276091682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SZBKhuCSD7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/tkmuetxo3hU/s1600-h/IMG_1800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SZBKhuCSD7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/tkmuetxo3hU/s400/IMG_1800.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300818704568815538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time since I've posted and so much has happened. We attended the Woodstock Meet &amp;amp; Greet yesterday and had such a good time. I got to meet Kate who runs Many Hounds Inn and Comet who is an absolute beautiful petite sweetheart. Comet and Jessie were doing synchronized sits. They look so much a like too. Exactly the same color but Comet appears to be at least 5-10 lbs. lighter because she's so petite. Jessie wouldn't leave Kate alone when she saw she had treats. I'm going to bring a hula hoop next time too so Jessie can show some more of her tricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz was back in her little shell yesterday but was taking treats and for a little background, she's way way shy. I have been taking her to M&amp;amp;G's since I've had her and she's getting better. She didn't shake the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;entire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; time this time and actually did do some tricks. When we first fostered her, she would go in our bedroom and just peek around the corner at us. Luckily my own grey, Sydney, stayed in the bedroom too but it was because she always laid in her bed. All the time. She would come out to eat and get hugs and then on back to bed. So Roz had company but she wanted to come out. Eventually she did and is getting better out of the house too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son didn't make the varsity football team and he's been trying so hard. He went to all the practices and helped with all the fundraisers but just didn't quite cut it. He tried out for a pitcher and should have just tried out to be a fielder. There is just too much competition at this level and he's not up to it. He was so sad and my heart just broke for him. We're hoping he goes back to football but it's a big commitment. These football coaches these days are out for blood and they expect the kids to be that way too. I prefer him hanging out with the athletes at school who are too busy working out instead of looking for trouble. I know the athletes get in trouble too but they don't have as much time and they're tired. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-4561645085938729546?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/4561645085938729546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=4561645085938729546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/4561645085938729546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/4561645085938729546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/meet-greets.html' title='Meet &amp; Greets'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SZBKhs8fcyI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ILdWsce97iY/s72-c/IMG_1798.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-2618074419894876173</id><published>2009-01-09T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T05:12:06.069-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bathroom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Bathroom Renovation during Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SWdM3eJ0umI/AAAAAAAAAKg/b652-ug-sX4/s1600-h/IMG_1741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SWdM3eJ0umI/AAAAAAAAAKg/b652-ug-sX4/s400/IMG_1741.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289280803240720994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SWdM3AkMdqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/zJjSYezDhds/s1600-h/IMG_1740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SWdM3AkMdqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/zJjSYezDhds/s400/IMG_1740.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289280795298264738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SWdMGLsqiTI/AAAAAAAAAKA/CGV678wPlro/s1600-h/IMG_1742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289279956472990002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SWdMGLsqiTI/AAAAAAAAAKA/CGV678wPlro/s400/IMG_1742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a busy time it was around here at Christmas. We always travel to my in-laws place in Florida for Christmas and we love it. It does, however, take a lot of thought AND work getting ready, traveling to and from and cleaning up when we get home. Added to the mix this year was re-doing our kid's bathroom. When I say re-doing, I mean we tore it down to the studs. It looks beautiful but we were exhausted almost every day for 1-1/2 weeks. A lot of the time was waiting for something to set or dry but most of it was hard-core work. We got the sledgehammer out and tore out the floor, shoveled it into trash bins then turned our attention to the walls. This was the easy part. Then Greg had to put new walls up and the tiling was a bear. We have done it before but we chose a difficult pattern for the wall AND I wanted to lay the tile on the bias. It turned out beautifully but the cuts were a difficult at times to get right and it would have been so much easier to just set straight. It wouldn't have looked as nice but would have taken a fraction of the time. Oh well. We saved a lot of money doing it ourselves and we got a lot of satisfaction. Next job: our master bathroom. (I'm getting tired just thinking about it.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-2618074419894876173?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/2618074419894876173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=2618074419894876173' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/2618074419894876173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/2618074419894876173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/bathroom-renovation-during-christmas.html' title='Bathroom Renovation during Christmas'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SWdM3eJ0umI/AAAAAAAAAKg/b652-ug-sX4/s72-c/IMG_1741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-3303305412951919908</id><published>2008-12-10T12:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:25:11.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so excited.  Christmas is almost here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAlkJO0iaI/AAAAAAAAAJY/0LkJ-VPh-4M/s1600-h/IMG_1574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAlkJO0iaI/AAAAAAAAAJY/0LkJ-VPh-4M/s400/IMG_1574.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278260066161822114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAiCf2KIII/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Tj4ai1wK0Ds/s1600-h/IMG_1569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278256189581959298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAiCf2KIII/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Tj4ai1wK0Ds/s400/IMG_1569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These two are so much fun. They are so alike but yet so different. Jessie isn't afraid of anything and Roz is afraid of everything when she's outside of the house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were trimming the tree this morning, a glass ornament fell on Jessie's bed. I was going to get it right after I finished what I was doing. I hear this crunching a looked around. Jessie was chewing it up! I grabbed what was left of it and opened her mouth to retrieve the rest. She didn't have time to swallow any but sheeesh, you have to watch everything around her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have meant to talk about this dremel I bought. More like, I have meant to "sing its praises". Their nails have never looked better and I don't mind using it any more than they mind me using it on them. I get them when they're laying down and they just let me dremel away. It's a mini tug-of-war at first but they give in and relax within a minute or so. You can put it on your finger and it doesn't hurt so the only chance you have of hurting them is letting it get too hot. Just keep it moving. &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/5723259982522399877-3303305412951919908?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/3303305412951919908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=3303305412951919908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/3303305412951919908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/3303305412951919908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-so-excited-christmas-is-almost-here.html' title='I&apos;m so excited.  Christmas is almost here'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAlkJO0iaI/AAAAAAAAAJY/0LkJ-VPh-4M/s72-c/IMG_1574.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-2674471930266105213</id><published>2008-11-18T16:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:54:24.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our buddy Dart got adopted today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SSNjQGiFjQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Wz44pt__blQ/s1600-h/IMG_1549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270165117236251906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SSNjQGiFjQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Wz44pt__blQ/s400/IMG_1549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's our buddy, Dart who got adopted today.  We are going to miss him so much.  He was always the life of the party and was so much fun all the time.  We'll probably get more attention now but we will still miss our friend.  Boohoo.  We'll see you at the next Meet &amp;amp; Greet Dart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-2674471930266105213?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/2674471930266105213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=2674471930266105213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/2674471930266105213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/2674471930266105213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-buddy-dart-got-adopted-today.html' title='Our buddy Dart got adopted today!'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SSNjQGiFjQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Wz44pt__blQ/s72-c/IMG_1549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-5401320606257879664</id><published>2008-11-18T16:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T07:11:23.987-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greyhounds sitting'/><title type='text'>Don't we sit pretty?</title><content type='html'>I looked outside and saw Jessie and Roz sitting next to each other just looking around the yard. I grabbed the camera that I keep handy and they saw me in the window. I snapped the picture as fast as I could before they got up and came running to me. Clicker training helped teach them  how to do this. Aren't they beautiful?&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SSNh6hwHNXI/AAAAAAAAAII/tlvrBYjSYmU/s1600-h/IMG_1544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270163647074088306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SSNh6hwHNXI/AAAAAAAAAII/tlvrBYjSYmU/s400/IMG_1544.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/5723259982522399877-5401320606257879664?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/5401320606257879664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=5401320606257879664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/5401320606257879664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/5401320606257879664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-we-sit-pretty.html' title='Don&apos;t we sit pretty?'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SSNh6hwHNXI/AAAAAAAAAII/tlvrBYjSYmU/s72-c/IMG_1544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-1782664037932994793</id><published>2008-08-29T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T06:31:25.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ab0458e2ca136bf2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dab0458e2ca136bf2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330390243%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6C6374C236C0C44EFA254D3DBCDB4619BD60E10.7A3C15080C205E71B3B3B87E4EE687303B7EB7C2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dab0458e2ca136bf2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6_mTTXY1kff_oGRrWn80PquMdXU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dab0458e2ca136bf2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330390243%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6C6374C236C0C44EFA254D3DBCDB4619BD60E10.7A3C15080C205E71B3B3B87E4EE687303B7EB7C2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dab0458e2ca136bf2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6_mTTXY1kff_oGRrWn80PquMdXU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Jessie has kind of taken over this house. She gets up every morning at 5:30 (I can't break her of this) and rubs along the side of our bed shaking it until I get up to let her outside. She will go lay down for a few minutes if I tell her to but she's up again in 5 minutes. I think I started this by me having to get up and use the restroom every night. I would feel badly if she had to go potty and I didn't let her out. So we get up every morning at 5:30.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-1782664037932994793?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ab0458e2ca136bf2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/1782664037932994793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=1782664037932994793' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/1782664037932994793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/1782664037932994793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-life.html' title='This is the life.'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-4888443768763326060</id><published>2008-08-25T19:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T19:15:20.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're so beautiful.  My mom says so.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SLNmopnY97I/AAAAAAAAAF8/LAurfb2AJfg/s1600-h/IMG_1365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238643640113887154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SLNmopnY97I/AAAAAAAAAF8/LAurfb2AJfg/s400/IMG_1365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SLNmoyJbOoI/AAAAAAAAAGE/QqXqjeOH-lQ/s1600-h/IMG_1372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238643642404125314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SLNmoyJbOoI/AAAAAAAAAGE/QqXqjeOH-lQ/s400/IMG_1372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There is a contest at SEGA to see who gets put on their new 2009 calendars.  The rules are that we have to have a hat on.  I think we're going to win.  Come on.  Look at us.  There's not way we can lose.  We're gorgeous.  Don't ya think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-4888443768763326060?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/4888443768763326060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=4888443768763326060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/4888443768763326060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/4888443768763326060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/08/were-so-beautiful-my-mom-says-so.html' title='We&apos;re so beautiful.  My mom says so.'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SLNmopnY97I/AAAAAAAAAF8/LAurfb2AJfg/s72-c/IMG_1365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-2911001771356837193</id><published>2008-07-30T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:15:43.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stealing Toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SJD8BYo9MrI/AAAAAAAAAFs/kSq_0nXU5eU/s1600-h/IMG_1269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228956268101448370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SJD8BYo9MrI/AAAAAAAAAFs/kSq_0nXU5eU/s400/IMG_1269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rozlin &amp;amp; Jessie both went up into my daughter's bedroom and each one stole a toy. They never chew them up. They just want to lay by them. They have a ton of their own toys but like to steal them from Kim. It is so funny. They both go in, grab one and slink out like they know they're doing something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've been going to Jen's clicker training class, both of the girls have learned so many tricks. Now both of them sit on command, down (only Jessie stays), Jessie also lays and I'm trying to teach her to shake or give me her paw. Roz speaks and bows but she knew that before. Oh, and they do up, when they're finished staying, I say "up" and they know they can get up. Pretty cool, huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-2911001771356837193?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/2911001771356837193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=2911001771356837193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/2911001771356837193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/2911001771356837193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/07/stealing-toys.html' title='Stealing Toys'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SJD8BYo9MrI/AAAAAAAAAFs/kSq_0nXU5eU/s72-c/IMG_1269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-661958760958437630</id><published>2008-07-28T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:15:43.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home at last.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SI5iMJjCi5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/CWUCX7K20xE/s1600-h/IMG_1276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228224178284563346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SI5iMJjCi5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/CWUCX7K20xE/s400/IMG_1276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She ain't heavy. She's my sister. We have decided to adopt Jessie. She is just so good and fits in so well with our family, that we couldn't let her go. I will pamper her for the rest of her life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See you at GreyFest!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-661958760958437630?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/661958760958437630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=661958760958437630' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/661958760958437630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/661958760958437630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/07/home-at-last.html' title='Home at last.'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SI5iMJjCi5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/CWUCX7K20xE/s72-c/IMG_1276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-4716704933886551835</id><published>2008-07-26T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:15:43.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just need a little nap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SIuZhUZf9tI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Oy3zwcMmmuA/s1600-h/IMG_1274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227440590183986898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SIuZhUZf9tI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Oy3zwcMmmuA/s400/IMG_1274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessie doesn't play with stuffed animals a lot but this picture was "screaming" to be taken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to clicker training class today and she literally ran to the water bowl when we got home at 11:00 AM. That chicken can be awfully dry. She lay down and is still sleeping at 5:45 PM. Oh, we did get another training session in there too so she hasn't been sleeping the entire time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-4716704933886551835?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/4716704933886551835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=4716704933886551835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/4716704933886551835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/4716704933886551835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-just-need-little-nap.html' title='I just need a little nap.'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SIuZhUZf9tI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Oy3zwcMmmuA/s72-c/IMG_1274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-642768650258867814</id><published>2008-07-23T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T12:24:55.767-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sit and down'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hand signals'/><title type='text'>I did it for nothing?  Shucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="275" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1e6ce96bce46fbc1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1e6ce96bce46fbc1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330390243%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26B074B83201DBD9410616DF9B338272369CC571.7641CC31B505A4C648AE915F7B33E5FB63344C39%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1e6ce96bce46fbc1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DN01c23vyVyCArfijtbxnapeebXk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="275" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1e6ce96bce46fbc1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330390243%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26B074B83201DBD9410616DF9B338272369CC571.7641CC31B505A4C648AE915F7B33E5FB63344C39%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1e6ce96bce46fbc1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DN01c23vyVyCArfijtbxnapeebXk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;She just perfected this sit and down with hand signals so I wanted to make sure it was published.  We get really excited when we get it right.  We're working on a new trick that she actually showed me that she could do.  She lays down on her side and gives me her paw.  I'm not sure if we're going to turn that into a play dead or just something cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-642768650258867814?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1e6ce96bce46fbc1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/642768650258867814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=642768650258867814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/642768650258867814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/642768650258867814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-did-it-for-nothing-shucks.html' title='I did it for nothing?  Shucks.'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-6958585599754651269</id><published>2008-07-22T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:15:44.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They are total opposites.  In looks anyway.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SIZ7Lg8MktI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9a0ErZfNrw4/s1600-h/IMG_1261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225999855361233618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SIZ7Lg8MktI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9a0ErZfNrw4/s400/IMG_1261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look like total opposites. Jessie has a black muzzle and Roz has a white muzzle. Jessie has dark stripes and Roz has light stripes. They are like yin and yang.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SIZ7MT6O8rI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TJ1FBVdOr_A/s1600-h/IMG_1262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225999869043208882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SIZ7MT6O8rI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TJ1FBVdOr_A/s400/IMG_1262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yin/yang In Chinese thought the two great opposite but complementary forces at work in the cosmos. Yin is the female, cold, dark, passive power, yang represents masculinity, light, and warmth."  Oxford University Press  &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/5723259982522399877-6958585599754651269?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/6958585599754651269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=6958585599754651269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/6958585599754651269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/6958585599754651269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/07/they-are-total-opposites-in-looks.html' title='They are total opposites.  In looks anyway.'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SIZ7Lg8MktI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9a0ErZfNrw4/s72-c/IMG_1261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-8844623627401619716</id><published>2008-07-22T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T05:32:39.039-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tricks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clicker training'/><title type='text'>Hand signals?  No problem.</title><content type='html'>I am taking my girl Roz to Jen Bachelor's greyhound clicker, training class.  When I got home I started working with Jessie.  No offense to my darling Roz but Jessie has it all over her when it comes to wanting to learn.  She just didn't get tired of me teaching her so I stopped in 20 minutes because I was afraid she would throw up from having too many treats.  I actually started giving her kibble because it's got to be fewer calories and she loves any kind of food as long as she can eat it.  She now sits and does down with hand signals.  We do a "touch the cup" exercise and as soon as she realized that if she touched the cup she'd get a treat, she literally did this over and over and over again.  It started getting funny.  Touch the cup, get a treat, touch the cup, get a treat.  It went that fast.  I knocked the cup over on its side and that didn't deter her at all.  Now I'm working on getting her to come to me or "front" when she's outside and I need her to come right away.  I'll keep you posted.  This is fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-8844623627401619716?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/8844623627401619716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=8844623627401619716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/8844623627401619716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/8844623627401619716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/07/hand-signals-no-problem.html' title='Hand signals?  No problem.'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-796894657562551184</id><published>2008-07-19T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T12:38:00.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can sit!</title><content type='html'>I told Jessie to sit yesterday and in the meantime I was trying to do something with Roz. When I looked back over at Jessie, SHE WAS SITTING!!! I know it's not a fluke because she did it again and again. Not only that, she lays down too! I'm just so thrilled (with myself as well as her. ha ha.) I told her that she may as well give in because she was going to learn to sit if it was the last thing I did. I'm going to start training her with the clicker too this week. I took Roz to Jen's clicker training this morning but she wasn't interested until Jen gave me some chicken to tempt her with. Then her light bulb went on. Before I try any more clicker training, I need to cook some chicken. Tomorrow.  I'll get a picture of her sitting and post it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-796894657562551184?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/796894657562551184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=796894657562551184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/796894657562551184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/796894657562551184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-can-sit.html' title='I can sit!'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-8894543484631275964</id><published>2008-07-14T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:15:44.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is that dog in the mirror?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHv6SF3-2iI/AAAAAAAAAEk/lK0wE6BSf-Q/s1600-h/IMG_1192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223043381587794466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHv6SF3-2iI/AAAAAAAAAEk/lK0wE6BSf-Q/s400/IMG_1192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since the first day that she got here, Jessie has stared at herself in the mirror.  I clean my full length mirror off every day and she messes it up within minutes of me cleaning it off.  It is the funniest thing I've every seen.  She just stands there looking at herself.  Then she'll look at me and then back at herself.  She will also watch TV if there's a dog on the screen.  It really holds her attention.  She really is a beautiful dog.  Her fur is so soft and shiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHv6TMeO_uI/AAAAAAAAAEs/dv97JDBhrwM/s1600-h/IMG_1191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223043400538717922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHv6TMeO_uI/AAAAAAAAAEs/dv97JDBhrwM/s400/IMG_1191.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/5723259982522399877-8894543484631275964?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/8894543484631275964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=8894543484631275964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/8894543484631275964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/8894543484631275964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/07/who-is-that-dog-in-mirror.html' title='Who is that dog in the mirror?'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHv6SF3-2iI/AAAAAAAAAEk/lK0wE6BSf-Q/s72-c/IMG_1192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-5300994728108118115</id><published>2008-07-13T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T16:20:27.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In a Pig's ear.</title><content type='html'>I gave Jessie a pig's ear for the first time today and she loved it.  Roz isn't a fan of them and only likes to steal the ones that have already been softened.  Gross, isn't it?  She steals them away from Jessie after she's softened them up.  Yuck.  I can't imagine chewing on a pig's ear to begin with.  Jessie didn't know what to do with it when I first gave it to her.  She tried to pick it up off the floor but was stepping on it.  She couldn't figure out why she couldn't pick it up.  It didn't take her long to figure it out and she took it over to her bed to chew on it.  I'm glad I bought a big bag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-5300994728108118115?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/5300994728108118115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=5300994728108118115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/5300994728108118115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/5300994728108118115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-pigs-ear.html' title='In a Pig&apos;s ear.'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-8532141956107872325</id><published>2008-07-12T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:15:45.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kisses for everyone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHlTEWchT_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/VFxPoIjjTUE/s1600-h/IMG_1168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222296577122586610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHlTEWchT_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/VFxPoIjjTUE/s400/IMG_1168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It took about 1 minute for Jessie  and my teenage son, Josh, to get to know each other.  Jessie isn't shy and makes no bones about loving to be hugged and loved.  I think she got a quick smooch in there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHlTExV4J6I/AAAAAAAAAEU/aW9BmXnzBII/s1600-h/IMG_1169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222296584342480802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHlTExV4J6I/AAAAAAAAAEU/aW9BmXnzBII/s400/IMG_1169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHlTFQONtOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vTfbiZQzKFw/s1600-h/IMG_1170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222296592631837922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHlTFQONtOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vTfbiZQzKFw/s400/IMG_1170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-8532141956107872325?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/8532141956107872325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=8532141956107872325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/8532141956107872325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/8532141956107872325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/07/kisses-for-everyone.html' title='Kisses for everyone.'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHlTEWchT_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/VFxPoIjjTUE/s72-c/IMG_1168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-2068308235904284413</id><published>2008-07-11T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T12:59:13.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're working on some tricks!</title><content type='html'>I have never had a greyhound that could sit but I have had two fosters that could.   Not on command, but they could sit.  I was fixing Jessie's dinner the other night and I looked over to see her sitting and waiting for me to finish.  So for the last week I have been working on reproducing her sit.  She just doesn't get it but when I push down on her rear, she is now easily going down into a sit.  Before she had her legs locked.  From the sit, we go into a down.  She'll get it sooner or later.  I'm not going to give up.  I'm taking Roz to Jen's clicker training class next Saturday and that will help me figure out how to connect with Jessie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-2068308235904284413?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/2068308235904284413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=2068308235904284413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/2068308235904284413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/2068308235904284413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/07/were-working-on-some-tricks.html' title='We&apos;re working on some tricks!'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-8857723307591166622</id><published>2008-07-10T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T10:34:08.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know my name!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5219ad549eeabeb3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5219ad549eeabeb3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330390243%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3E633179D283D39D2B1B3A0B62CB6F4C0DD295ED.67936E0DCDDE76349FE79612998D89DEB209C4EA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5219ad549eeabeb3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-AryPvYyOi3ym4JO66muViE-y9g&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5219ad549eeabeb3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330390243%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3E633179D283D39D2B1B3A0B62CB6F4C0DD295ED.67936E0DCDDE76349FE79612998D89DEB209C4EA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5219ad549eeabeb3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-AryPvYyOi3ym4JO66muViE-y9g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Since Jessie has been here, we had a hard time getting her attention and getting her to come to us.  I actually thought she might deaf because she wouldn't respond....at all.   So last night while she was laying next to me, I clapped my hands.  Both dogs jumped.  I knew she could hear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; This morning, she was laying in the bedroom and I was in our master bath.  I called her and without hesitation, she got up and came in to me.  Lots of lavish praise.  We were both so excited that she heard me and responded.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-8857723307591166622?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5219ad549eeabeb3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/8857723307591166622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=8857723307591166622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/8857723307591166622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/8857723307591166622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-know-my-name.html' title='I know my name!'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-8787366332079905179</id><published>2008-07-10T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:15:45.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nap time-again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHY_HW__0dI/AAAAAAAAAD8/bOQvzdiwTEU/s1600-h/IMG_1161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221430213648306642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHY_HW__0dI/AAAAAAAAAD8/bOQvzdiwTEU/s400/IMG_1161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie has been settling in nicely.  She and Roz run in the backyard every second or third day and they play very nicely together.  Roz is pushy because she wants to play. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last couple of days have been a test in trying to get them outside to potty before the next storm pops up.  Jessie doesn't like it to be raining when she goes outside.  So last night I put both of their raincoats on before shoving them out the door and they just stood there looking at me.  I figured I would be able to get Jessie to go by putting her leash on and going outside with her.  We walked around for 15 minutes before I gave up and just brought her back in.  She still didn't have an accident in the house.  What a good girl.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHY_H73G7ZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/kV3XfFJYE-I/s1600-h/IMG_1166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221430223543135634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHY_H73G7ZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/kV3XfFJYE-I/s400/IMG_1166.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/5723259982522399877-8787366332079905179?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/8787366332079905179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=8787366332079905179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/8787366332079905179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/8787366332079905179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/07/nap-time-again.html' title='Nap time-again'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHY_HW__0dI/AAAAAAAAAD8/bOQvzdiwTEU/s72-c/IMG_1161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-5237581329788952333</id><published>2008-07-08T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T09:51:24.695-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stairs'/><title type='text'>Working on the stairs</title><content type='html'>Jessie is having a hard time learning the stairs. She figured out how to come down pretty easily but going up is another story. I put her feet on the third set of steps and just start walking her feet up while pushing against her rump with my legs. She never helps until we're about 5 steps from the top then she's so proud of herself. She jumps around and wags her tail around and around like a helicopter. Then she goes about exploring each room. We've taken her upstairs about 4 times now and it's getting easier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-5237581329788952333?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/5237581329788952333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=5237581329788952333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/5237581329788952333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/5237581329788952333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/07/working-on-stairs.html' title='Working on the stairs'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-6310959468177961579</id><published>2008-07-06T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:15:45.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHDZAGK1cdI/AAAAAAAAADs/-Qz8QzJ46Gc/s1600-h/Peanut+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHDZAGK1cdI/AAAAAAAAADs/-Qz8QzJ46Gc/s400/Peanut+011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219910563801690578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHDZAlMS9QI/AAAAAAAAAD0/b5Ur5ThXlDU/s1600-h/Peanut+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHDZAlMS9QI/AAAAAAAAAD0/b5Ur5ThXlDU/s400/Peanut+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219910572129318146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-6310959468177961579?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/6310959468177961579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=6310959468177961579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/6310959468177961579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/6310959468177961579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHDZAGK1cdI/AAAAAAAAADs/-Qz8QzJ46Gc/s72-c/Peanut+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-3051718808892871985</id><published>2008-07-06T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:15:46.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Posing for pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHDWJISQlZI/AAAAAAAAADU/pbA5fQ-y-Yo/s1600-h/Peanut+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219907420453639570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHDWJISQlZI/AAAAAAAAADU/pbA5fQ-y-Yo/s400/Peanut+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie is now getting up when we do-between 7-8:00 and lets us sleep.  Her time to play is in the morning and she just has to "let it out".  This morning she ran circles around the downstairs of the house.  Dining room, kitchen, family room.  Dining room....you get the picture.  Total bliss.  She finally lay down panting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took her all the way up the stairs yesterday and she was so scared.  She trusted me though as I moved each front let at a time and then each back leg.  All the while keeping her from backing down by standing directly behind her.  When she got upstairs she was so excited and went from room to room checking them out.  When it was time to go back down, she froze again.  My son got behind her to keep her from backing back up while I moved each foot.  She was excited when we got downstairs too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dog is going to be such a blessing for whatever family chooses her.  I am totally in love with her.  She is the perfect dog.  Easy to teach, listens, loves food and is beautiful inside and out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-3051718808892871985?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/3051718808892871985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=3051718808892871985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/3051718808892871985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/3051718808892871985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/07/posing-for-pictures.html' title='Posing for pictures'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SHDWJISQlZI/AAAAAAAAADU/pbA5fQ-y-Yo/s72-c/Peanut+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-3218431483566440058</id><published>2008-07-05T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:15:46.160-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='July 4th Fireworks-Not a problem'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SG-BQHlYP6I/AAAAAAAAADM/2-ggnKjfCOo/s1600-h/Peanut+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219532607059410850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SG-BQHlYP6I/AAAAAAAAADM/2-ggnKjfCOo/s400/Peanut+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wiki, AKA Jessie, slept until 8:00 AM , when I got up this morning. what a relief. I don't mind getting up at 6:00, but only if it's MY choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been been kenneling her because I feel that the kennel that I have is too small. She can't lay down and straighten out her legs. I feel more comfortable knowing that she's able to stretch, so I choose to leave her free in the house. I haven't regretted that decision in the three days that she's been here. She hasn't had an accident in the house, or chewed on anything (although she hoards things in her bed), or done anything out of line which includes counter surfing. I never leave food on my counters unattended but she's sniffed a few times and I scolded her and that's all it's taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie isn't afraid of anything so far. The fireworks didn't scare her at all and neither did the vacuum cleaner yesterday. Although she got out of the way, she didn't cower or run. She doesn't appear to be afraid of children but I will check that out today. My neighbor wants to come over and see her and she has three little girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-3218431483566440058?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/3218431483566440058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=3218431483566440058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/3218431483566440058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/3218431483566440058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/07/peanut-aka-jessie-slept-until-800-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SG-BQHlYP6I/AAAAAAAAADM/2-ggnKjfCOo/s72-c/Peanut+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-6214968812710143176</id><published>2008-07-03T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:15:46.296-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soft bed.'/><title type='text'>She found a soft bed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SG0x5HkfUKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/LKNTxV-ZB54/s1600-h/Peanut+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218882400546672802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SG0x5HkfUKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/LKNTxV-ZB54/s400/Peanut+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Peanut (we're calling her Suzie) likes freedom and all that it has to offer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-6214968812710143176?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/6214968812710143176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=6214968812710143176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/6214968812710143176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/6214968812710143176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/07/she-found-soft-bed.html' title='She found a soft bed.'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SG0x5HkfUKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/LKNTxV-ZB54/s72-c/Peanut+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-1758918011426647960</id><published>2008-07-03T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:15:46.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roz and Wiki in the backyard</title><content type='html'>Roz and Wiki love to explore together.   I have a muzzle on Wiki because she gets so excited when outside.  She has calmed down today and is really starting to relax.  She no longer whines and paces when I'm out of her sight.  My Daughter, Kim, took Wiki for a short run today.  She was exhausted when she got back and has been sleeping ever since.  She got up when we got home from lunch and enjoyed being brushed.  Then she went right back to sleep.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SG0scqBlGxI/AAAAAAAAACs/FUTjc-_jrYU/s1600-h/Peanut+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218876414021147410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SG0scqBlGxI/AAAAAAAAACs/FUTjc-_jrYU/s400/Peanut+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-1758918011426647960?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/1758918011426647960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=1758918011426647960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/1758918011426647960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/1758918011426647960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/07/roz-and-peanut-in-backyard.html' title='Roz and Wiki in the backyard'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SG0scqBlGxI/AAAAAAAAACs/FUTjc-_jrYU/s72-c/Peanut+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-333438895297121555</id><published>2008-07-03T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T09:25:37.052-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stairs'/><title type='text'>Wiki's first night</title><content type='html'>Wiki took a while to settle in last night but slept the whole night through. She has been running in the backyard with Roz and playbows so freely and easily. She gets so excited and runs in a circle. If she could smile, she would. She's seems so happy being here. I found her in my bedroom with my daughter's stuffed dog playing so cute. It was a shame to have to take it away from her, but I gave her another one to take it's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut her nails yesterday and she was almost as good as Roz about it. She was a little stiff but it's because she didn't know what to expect. I suspect it will get much easier the more she experiences it. I am going to give her a bath today to make her smell wonderful. I let you know how she does but I'm sure she'll be as great as every other greyhound I've given a bath to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has gotten up to the third stair all on her own but is too nervous to go any further. I helped her up one more but she backed down. It shouldn't take long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wiki hasn't had any accidents in the house and obviously knows to go outside to relieve herself. She squats almost as soon as I let her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating comes easy to Wiki and she sure loves her food. She doesn't eat as fast as some greys I've known. She's a very clean eater too and eats every morsel that's dropped on the floor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-333438895297121555?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/333438895297121555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=333438895297121555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/333438895297121555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/333438895297121555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/07/peanuts-first-night.html' title='Wiki&apos;s first night'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-7175120209292835537</id><published>2008-07-02T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T09:26:17.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wiki is now a foster</title><content type='html'>Wiki (we're trying new names on her) is settling in nicely.  Everytime she goes out into the backyard, she just runs like she's happy to be free.  Roz chases her.  It seems like they are going to be great friends but I still put Wiki's muzzle on her to be sure there are no mishaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried out Sydney's bed for a few minutes and when I got up to get the camera, up she jumped to follow me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a video of Peanut and Roz running in the backyard and will try to post it tomorrow.  I am sure she'll be exhausted and will sleep great tonight because she hasn't laid down for more than two minutes yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-7175120209292835537?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/7175120209292835537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=7175120209292835537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/7175120209292835537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/7175120209292835537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/07/peanut-is-now-foster.html' title='Wiki is now a foster'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795528991837523228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdHBJGPx2-c/SUAnYI9y6AI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Aecz2p334zg/S220/IMG_1569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-5584295136649505222</id><published>2008-04-07T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T09:28:23.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This girl is a cutie. Tonight she so enjoyed being outside and walking. She is very confident yet gentle. She must love kids because she was wagging her tail like mad everytime 2 kids on bikes went by. She is ready to go home with someone today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-5584295136649505222?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/5584295136649505222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=5584295136649505222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/5584295136649505222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/5584295136649505222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-girl-is-cutie.html' title=''/><author><name>SEGA Kennel Walkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723259982522399877.post-1685606645419091227</id><published>2008-04-02T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T09:28:52.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss Personality</title><content type='html'>Wiki loves attention!  She is a bubbly girl that likes to have her ears scratched and enjoys being around people.  Her lively personality will brighten your day.  And did I mention her pretty brindle coat is sooooo soft!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5723259982522399877-1685606645419091227?l=wikionetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/feeds/1685606645419091227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723259982522399877&amp;postID=1685606645419091227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/1685606645419091227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723259982522399877/posts/default/1685606645419091227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wikionetime.blogspot.com/2008/04/little-miss-personality.html' title='Little Miss Personality'/><author><name>SEGA Kennel Walkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
