<?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-4812889024054850107</id><updated>2011-10-27T11:04:58.103-05:00</updated><category term='Don&apos;t'/><category term='extreme mustang makeover'/><title type='text'>The Texas Sun Dogs</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>243</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-1289346542505525178</id><published>2011-08-09T18:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T19:18:20.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Farewell</title><content type='html'>Hi guys, Sunny here.&amp;nbsp; Mom has asked me to write this. She seems to have decided and I quote...the mountains keep getting higher,&amp;nbsp;the holes deeper, the fights harder... Being the wise Einstein that I am, I have tried to reason with her, but she can't seem to get there.&lt;br /&gt;I turned 10 in July, Scooter will be 14 in Sept. and Bentley has been gone 2 weeks. He is back with his breeder. He is a special needs dog and Mom knows she couldn't afford the specialists he needs. Her fervent hope is he is given&amp;nbsp; those specialists.&amp;nbsp; Mom feels it is neurological based on her nursing experience.&amp;nbsp; She says he took a big piece of her heart.&amp;nbsp; I even thought she was hiding him for about a week, then moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$$$$$&amp;nbsp; keep worrying her.&amp;nbsp; I am smart enough to know that is a valid worry.&amp;nbsp; Many other things seem to be piling up and I do all I can to make her feel better. She also feels like DWB has become like a broken family.This saddens her alot that most folks are all Facebooking and not blogging anymore. Not that we have been any example since grama went to the bridge in Mar of 09. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the 3rd yr since we started this blog, but have not done alot in the last 2. Mom says a thousand little cuts can cause a bleed out and that is how she seems to feel now. That stupid bill she worked so hard on passed...........I know no one reads this anymore or much cares but it is bad news for all. At the end of our goodbye, I am posting the numbers fo0r Tx Gov. Rick Perry to veto.&amp;nbsp; Also out of state is listed since we believe he will be throwing his hat in the ring for the Presidential Elec. (c'mon, even if u are a dem. Do it for&amp;nbsp;us PLEASE&amp;nbsp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day mom will relent. she says if that ever happens it will be Texas Sundogs II. a fresh start. I miss all my friends out there in the ethers. I miss those who have crossed the bridge, but know I will see them all again. I have loved my adventures with Asta and Stanny baby as well as the girl who tried to teach me to flirt...Lacy. Thanks to all of y'all who gave us so much support when grama was sick...it helped us. Gussie..very special friend. so many friends...too many to mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayhayhay. ok anok. so i gots too saaz mi goodbiizez. i iz the sadererst cuz we iz leevin. an ccuz my twinnererer did loooz&amp;nbsp;hiz brufferer an me an tannererer wont haf mor venshurerers. corse i wil awaz luff that mosterest bootiful gurl, asta. mom duz make thoz roolz so nufink i kin duz bowt it. i duz hope she duz do that noo blog fore i duz go to that bridge, but efen&amp;nbsp; if she duznt it will beez okanok acuz i wood be seeein mi peepuls an dawg frenz. i duz luff all of u. speshally u asta. ok anok. if u duz see a koolerest plane doin dives an trix&amp;nbsp;thatz meeee. I stil duz haf mi waze of gettin thoz koolerest planes. ok an ok. godda go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick bye from me, Jamie. We were a real close family, tho many of us never met. Love to y'all. And God Bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(couldn't copy and paste the email so here are numbers for Gov Perry-i plan to all daily, and state he loses my vote if he does not repeal.&amp;nbsp; TX phone number 800-843-5789.&amp;nbsp; out of state 512-463-1782. They have also hired an attorney..many organizations getting involved. If you want to give a tax deductable donation via paypal go to &lt;a href="http://www.responsiblepetowners.org/"&gt;www.responsiblepetowners.org&lt;/a&gt;. If alot of folks just gave a dollar...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-1289346542505525178?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1289346542505525178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=1289346542505525178&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1289346542505525178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1289346542505525178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2011/08/our-farewell.html' title='Our Farewell'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-109055875564153585</id><published>2011-03-14T19:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T20:33:16.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>URGENT ALERT for TEXANS and all who love love dogs or cats!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Good news is that our appointment is set for this Wednesday for internet and TV (Scooter will enjoy his Animal Planet and Ceaser's Way show even though he does NOT follow Ceaser's way!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news is somehow the state rep, Sefronia Thompson,&amp;nbsp;that introduced HB1451-has gotten it on the fast track.&amp;nbsp; I know some do not agree with me that this is a bad bill, but you won't know what is truly in the bill until it is passed(heard that before).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We already have laws for puppy mills, for cruelty.&amp;nbsp; This is simply HSUS and it's partner's flexing their muscles, with the ultimate goal being no more puppys or kittens born.&amp;nbsp; He is quoted in a book I can't recall the title of, saying so (Bloodties, p. 266. Was in the post before this).&amp;nbsp;If you do not believe me, research it.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, it may come to pass.&amp;nbsp; I have called everyone at my Texas Capitol&amp;nbsp;opposing this.&amp;nbsp; I know many of you do not like dog shows.&amp;nbsp; But for them, we would not have the breeds we love. It is very conceivable that a good handler would have many breedable dogs(because you may not show a dog that is not intact. What would be the point? Folks trying to breed healthy, to the standard of what the breed should be...Aaaand, when I still showed dogs, and bred very few litters, it would have been entirely possible that I would let a dog or dogs&amp;nbsp;get past 6 months to see attitude, conformation. So I would be a commercial breeder?!?!?)&amp;nbsp; Not to mention that if you have ever read Dr. Jean Dodd's research, we OVERVACCINATE.&amp;nbsp; Titers tell us so.&amp;nbsp; Look up her reasearch. Not that anyone will read this&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; And if you want a mixed breed, fine. They will go too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope and pray they will not succeed, but HSUS has soooo much money and Texas will be a feather in their cap.&amp;nbsp; (I would not be surprised at all if certain people were paid well for pushing this through, as with budget problems in Texas too, this was not supposed to be on the fast track........)&lt;br /&gt;Here is today's email.....(I was responded to after an email to the Chairman in Austin,, that he appreciated it, but due to the volume it might be 2 weeks before read....) So I called and called. Here is the email from RPOA:.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RPOA representatives are meeting privately with Licensing &amp;amp; Administrative &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Committee members today who say they are being bombarded with emails from &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the animal "rights" extremists supporting HB 1451.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must have more emails, phone calls, faxes OPPOSING 1451!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you email, please put "OPPOSE HB 1451" in the Subject Line. Keep it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Public Hearing on HB 1451 is scheduled for 8:00 AM (tomorrow) Tuesday, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 15th, by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Licensing &amp;amp; Administrative Committee. Room E2-012 in the Capitol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Building. Bill sponsor is Rep. Senfronia Thompson who also serves on the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;committee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can attend the Hearing and fill out a card (available in the room) with &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your position to "Oppose" or "Support." You do not have to speak to the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;committee nor even stay for the Hearing. There's no set time for the bill &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so be prepared for all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This card is very important and will be on the record. Look for Martin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kralik and Martine Huslig who are representing RPOA. There will be many &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;others there who oppose the bill from their perspective which may be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;different from ours. This bill has taken on national significance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a copy of HB 1451 and RPOA Talking Points, go to Tiny URL:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://preview.tinyurl.com/47mgxrx or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.rpoatexasoutreach.org/LobbyDay2011/PositionsOnBillsFiled2011.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However there will be a committee substitute which isn't available until the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing. If you can attend this committee hearing, please let us know at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rpoa@texas.net .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RPOA OPPOSES this bill. It is basically flawed and cannot be amended &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satisfactorily. HSUS and Texas Humane Legislation Network both say "Get &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anything passed and come back later!" American Kennel Club opposes HB 1451 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as do the other national registries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Breeding = No Pets = No Vets = No Pet Supplies. Pet ownership has a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;major economic impact in this state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contact committee members below with phone calls, letters, faxes. Again on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emails, don't forget to place "OPPOSE HB 1451" in your subject line. When &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calling personally, register with the receptionist as "OPPOSING HB 1451."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texas Licensing &amp;amp; Administrative Committee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Committee Clerk: Jeff Madden (512) 463-0798&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chairman Rep. Mike Hamilton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone: 512-463-0412&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fax: 512-463-1915&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mike.hamilton@house.state.tx.us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vice Chair Rep. Chente Quintanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone: 512-463-0613&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fax: 512-463-1237&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chente.quintanilla@house.state.tx.us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Members:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rep. Joe Driver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone: 512-463-0574&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fax: 512-463-1481&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joe.driver@house.state.tx.us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rep. Charlie Geren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone: 512-463-0610&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fax: 512-463-8310&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charlie.geren@house.state.tx.us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rep. Roland Gutierrez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone: 512-463-0452&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fax: 512-463-1447&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roland.gutierrez@house.state.tx.us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rep. Patricia Harless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone: 512-463-0496&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fax: 512-463-1507&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patricia.harless@house.state.tx.us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rep. John Kuempel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone: 512-463-0602&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fax: 512-480-0391&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john.kuempel@house.state.tx.us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rep. Jose Menendez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone: 512-463-0634&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fax: 512-463-7668&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jose.menendez@house.state.tx.us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rep. Senfronia Thompson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone: 512-463-0720&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fax: 512-463-6306&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senfronia.thompson@house.state.tx.us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also contact your own representative and senator with your opposition. If&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't know who they are yet, go to the Texas Legislature website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.fyi.legis.state.tx.us/ , type in your name and address. They all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have their own web page to email directly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subscribe to this announcement only email list to stay informed regarding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all Texas animal issues by emailing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TX_RPOA_E-News-subscribe@yahoogroups.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__._,_.___&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;A sad day for Texas if this is passed.&amp;nbsp; A sad day for the whole country....&lt;br /&gt;Jamie and her Texas Sun Dogs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-109055875564153585?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/109055875564153585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=109055875564153585&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/109055875564153585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/109055875564153585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2011/03/urgent-alert-for-texans-and-all-who.html' title='URGENT ALERT for TEXANS and all who love love dogs or cats!!!!!'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-6695468086291903508</id><published>2011-02-18T13:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T13:40:25.017-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An Airedale and TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHyBAgbZXHw/TV7D_PYnmhI/AAAAAAAAB2o/wiT0869dP4g/s1600/Dec+25+10-Feb11+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHyBAgbZXHw/TV7D_PYnmhI/AAAAAAAAB2o/wiT0869dP4g/s320/Dec+25+10-Feb11+007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm watchin a dvd called gone with the wind.&amp;nbsp; not bad.&amp;nbsp;that rhett butler has some smooth moves.&amp;nbsp; gotta jet, leavin for the pawty at astas&amp;nbsp; the other 2 sundogs didnt want me to go but size has advantages so this mom lady says.&amp;nbsp; she is typin for me. been on the phone allll mornin while the weather is so nice.&amp;nbsp; how crazy is she?? &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-twwc-cprfwU/TV7GOfyorYI/AAAAAAAAB2s/AtdPeK974KU/s1600/Dec+25+10-Feb11+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-twwc-cprfwU/TV7GOfyorYI/AAAAAAAAB2s/AtdPeK974KU/s320/Dec+25+10-Feb11+004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you HAVE to get right in front of the TV?????&amp;nbsp; The GOOD part is coming on!!!!!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Note from "the Mom lady"&amp;nbsp; Don't let this pic fool you.&amp;nbsp; He may be bigger, but one certain growl from Sunny and he ceases and desists.&amp;nbsp; He knows who is boss and if she tires of playing of playing bitey face....watch out.&amp;nbsp; you will see that big ole dale's belly and jugular exposed forth with.&amp;nbsp;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS will give update on what I have found out, who I have spoken to etc.&amp;nbsp; RPOA of Texas (see below) can use donations.&amp;nbsp; Whatever you can give.&amp;nbsp; But I do have some tentative good news.&amp;nbsp; Just not out of the woods.&amp;nbsp; Now I need to get hold of all the vets in my town, see who belongs to VMA and try to get hold of it's president.&amp;nbsp; I liken it to Obama stating the AMA was behind his healthcare plan.&amp;nbsp; Very low percent of docs belong to the AMA anymore.&amp;nbsp; So we shall see.&amp;nbsp; I smell a rat in the VMA, so need to have Texas vets come together and see what this is all about.&amp;nbsp; Not paying attention is a lot easier, but...some things are worth fighting. Lots of things actually)&lt;br /&gt;Give what you can and watch in your own states and communities.&amp;nbsp; There are resources for us to use. AKC, kennel clubs, and organizations like rpoa of TX.&amp;nbsp; We WILL win.&amp;nbsp; By fighting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-6695468086291903508?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6695468086291903508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=6695468086291903508&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/6695468086291903508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/6695468086291903508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2011/02/airedale-and-tv.html' title='An Airedale and TV'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHyBAgbZXHw/TV7D_PYnmhI/AAAAAAAAB2o/wiT0869dP4g/s72-c/Dec+25+10-Feb11+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-6339733707274025058</id><published>2011-02-17T13:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T13:52:49.751-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t'/><title type='text'>IMPORTANT TO ALL PET OWNERS ALERT READ!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Recent experiences with local legislation to stop all breeding and sales of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pets (no matter what the species) in Texas had given us fair warning of what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to expect. RPOA has taken a beating with local "animal rights" city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ordinances because of the Texas "axis of evil" -- Texas Humane Legislation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Network (THLN), HSUS, PETA, Animal Legal Defense Fund, and ASPCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all national "animal rights" organizations (except for THLN, the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HSUS lapdog) promoting legislation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VimmfEK6mX4/TV17t2_92zI/AAAAAAAAB2k/PLVrk4vjO7E/s1600/1195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VimmfEK6mX4/TV17t2_92zI/AAAAAAAAB2k/PLVrk4vjO7E/s320/1195.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;DON'T LET THE SUN GO&amp;nbsp;DOWN ON US!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;to end all use of animals for any reason - including food, clothing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;research, entertainment and pet ownership. The extremists accuse all of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of being "exploiters" when the true animal exploiter is the Animal Rights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Industry itself that spins animal cruelty and dog/cock fighting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fundraising purposes. HSUS is a "Fundraising Mill."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked if he envisioned a future without pets, "If I had my personal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;view, perhaps that might take hold. In fact, I don't want to see another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dog or cat born." Wayne Pacelle, vegan HSUS president (Bloodties: Nature,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Culture and the Hunt by Ted Kerasote, 1993, p. 266).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1993 FBI Report to Congress states that all extremist "animal rights"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;groups are believed to be associated with each other by leadership,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;membership, or both. Texas has an abundance of these extremist sub-groups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deliberately calculated to make the movement appear to be larger than it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually is. They are mostly the same people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today-they are at the Texas State Capital.&amp;nbsp; Yes we will be on the steps soon.&amp;nbsp; If you want to be able to have dogs/cats/birds, rescue or not...READ what the Pres of Humane Society of the US says"In fact, I don't want to see another dog or cat born"&amp;nbsp; HU?????????Over my flippin dead body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follows a bill that is being brought up-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TX-RPOA E-News&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;From RPOA Texas Outreach and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Responsible Pet Owners Alliance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Animal welfare, not animal 'rights'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, yes, there is a difference."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permission granted to crosspost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 17, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texas HB 1451 Rep. Thompson's Anti-Breeder Bill Filed Today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rep. Senfronia Thompson has filed HB 1451, the long awaited anti-breeder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bill and has a Press Conference scheduled at 2:30 PM today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To view the press conference go to http://www.house.state.tx.us/video-audio/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ETSl_MOi6sE/TV15r20X91I/AAAAAAAAB2g/-NMTerTqf1c/s1600/nov+dec+10+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ETSl_MOi6sE/TV15r20X91I/AAAAAAAAB2g/-NMTerTqf1c/s320/nov+dec+10+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;PLEASE???&amp;nbsp; No more Airedales? No more WFT, GSD. Oh I could cry!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;at 2:30. cst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RPOA has just received a copy of the bill and will publish an analysis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To subscribe, contact rpoa@texas.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or email:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TX_RPOA_E-News-subscribe@yahoogroups.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__._,_.___Reply to sender &lt;br /&gt;Reply to group &lt;br /&gt;Reply via web post &lt;br /&gt;Start a New Topic &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messages in this topic (1) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent Activity: New Members 11 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit Your Group &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RPOA Texas Outreach (501 C4 Nonprofit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.rpoatexasoutreach.org &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Responsible Pet Owners Alliance (501 C3 Nonprofit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.responsiblepetowners.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;900 NE Loop 410 #311-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San Antonio, TX 78209&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$15 Annual Dues (Jan-Dec) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp; IMPORTANT&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp; And they can weasel all kinds of things in here.like breed bans,&amp;nbsp; Like fees by wt,&amp;nbsp; There is a bill being looked at that requires no dogs over 20 lbs?!?!?!?!&amp;nbsp; Look, Wheter you adopt, whether you want to buy a specific breed., whether you are a RESPONSIBLE breeder that loves a breed has litters rarely and considers it a sort of art(and believe me, I know lots of folks don't get that part of it.&amp;nbsp; I do.&amp;nbsp; Had very few litters over the years and studied and studied.&amp;nbsp; I di pretty good.&amp;nbsp; Bred healthy, beautiful babies.&amp;nbsp; And if ever they could not keep their dog, the contract stated-bring it home to me.&amp;nbsp; RESPONSIBLE breeders.&amp;nbsp;) PLEASE GET INVOLVED!&amp;nbsp; Ticks me right off being told what to do-and in Texas too.&amp;nbsp; send what you can to help and PLEASE CROSS POST!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-6339733707274025058?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6339733707274025058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=6339733707274025058&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/6339733707274025058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/6339733707274025058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2011/02/important-to-all-pet-owners-alert.html' title='IMPORTANT TO ALL PET OWNERS ALERT READ!!!!!'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VimmfEK6mX4/TV17t2_92zI/AAAAAAAAB2k/PLVrk4vjO7E/s72-c/1195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-4988082969537420642</id><published>2011-02-16T14:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T14:55:58.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Such Cold In The Aire</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r0lW3_Oydek/TVwrQIXs51I/AAAAAAAAB10/5WjmEaFCGzw/s1600/Dec+25+10-Feb11+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r0lW3_Oydek/TVwrQIXs51I/AAAAAAAAB10/5WjmEaFCGzw/s320/Dec+25+10-Feb11+012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sure "nuff.&amp;nbsp; Texas had *shudder* lots of snow(with the lovely 2 in. of ice underneatThis birdbath is under a tree, didn't see any crazy birds trying to take a snow bath....h) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HvU7RMPZiB8/TVwrkBWvGmI/AAAAAAAAB14/Btq3YIAlhJU/s1600/Dec+25+10-Feb11+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HvU7RMPZiB8/TVwrkBWvGmI/AAAAAAAAB14/Btq3YIAlhJU/s320/Dec+25+10-Feb11+029.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sooo glad I froze myself to shovel you a path/area so you wouldn't freeze off what you are now freezing off.(Note Scooter is wearing his turtleneck sweater with his "parka")&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EZR-LbbKlFk/TVwr0AypBWI/AAAAAAAAB18/CT3ASRAFtMQ/s1600/Dec+25+10-Feb11+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EZR-LbbKlFk/TVwr0AypBWI/AAAAAAAAB18/CT3ASRAFtMQ/s320/Dec+25+10-Feb11+019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thought Sunny was in trouble.&amp;nbsp; Did my best attempt at running in my "snow"boots.(We don't have snow boots in Texas by Gawd)&amp;nbsp; Upon arrival Sunny just looked at me as if to say"Dadburn it woman.&amp;nbsp; I am trying to get the snowballs off my pads.&amp;nbsp; Could you get a grip and help me out?!&amp;nbsp;" &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AgfsQnknurM/TVwsKhXqlbI/AAAAAAAAB2A/HqqDOKcK9_o/s1600/Dec+25+10-Feb11+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AgfsQnknurM/TVwsKhXqlbI/AAAAAAAAB2A/HqqDOKcK9_o/s320/Dec+25+10-Feb11+024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you see the trouble with this pic??&amp;nbsp; Cactus-snow.&amp;nbsp; these do NOT go together.&amp;nbsp; Period&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VZNQu7Ntsks/TVwsgdXI6cI/AAAAAAAAB2E/dZaG1L6573g/s1600/Dec+25+10-Feb11+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VZNQu7Ntsks/TVwsgdXI6cI/AAAAAAAAB2E/dZaG1L6573g/s320/Dec+25+10-Feb11+005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The back forty.&amp;nbsp; Deeper down there than in front yard.&amp;nbsp; Just ain't fittin for this to happen.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7BOt-YMIlQ0/TVws2Nf5yHI/AAAAAAAAB2I/l-h79CTxPjY/s1600/Dec+25+10-Feb11+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7BOt-YMIlQ0/TVws2Nf5yHI/AAAAAAAAB2I/l-h79CTxPjY/s320/Dec+25+10-Feb11+025.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;OK.&amp;nbsp; Knowing a couple of inches of ice lies under this white, cold mess, who wants to take bets that someone nearly broke their neck???HMMMM&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6GKhlXbeTik/TVw0W8c8m8I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/bVuhcAZLUvE/s1600/Dec+25+10-Feb11+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6GKhlXbeTik/TVw0W8c8m8I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/bVuhcAZLUvE/s320/Dec+25+10-Feb11+026.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having been visited by various and sundry animals, domesticated and non, is this a bear, a calf out in the dadburn blizzard?????&amp;nbsp; Well, I am NOT going out to see what it is because.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW what it is......................scroll down and I will show you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 3rd Texas Sundog&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Introducing Bentley George(he has many other names)&amp;nbsp; He came to us Nov. 21 at 7 months old(nearly)&amp;nbsp; He was Born May 2, 2010 at the Ten Killer Airedales and is in training to become my service dog. (Thank you Sherry for letting me have him)&amp;nbsp; Smart dude and Sunny set him straight right quick who the alpa dog was.﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He was in the last post.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Who saw him?&amp;nbsp; (BTW, he loves the snow and would freeze into a statue if i let him stay out in it long enough.)&amp;nbsp; Thank God and Greyhound it is in the lower and mid 70's this week during the day and that is how it SHOULD be!!!&amp;nbsp; After this week, who knows.&amp;nbsp; All you Sibes(Khyra and all) you may have allllll we have gotten and *shudder* whatever more we do get.﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-opo9YIeMwJA/TVw0uhJqfmI/AAAAAAAAB2c/60-NJOgssPg/s1600/Dec+25+10-Feb11+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-opo9YIeMwJA/TVw0uhJqfmI/AAAAAAAAB2c/60-NJOgssPg/s400/Dec+25+10-Feb11+008.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-4988082969537420642?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4988082969537420642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=4988082969537420642&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/4988082969537420642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/4988082969537420642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2011/02/such-cold-in-aire.html' title='Such Cold In The Aire'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r0lW3_Oydek/TVwrQIXs51I/AAAAAAAAB10/5WjmEaFCGzw/s72-c/Dec+25+10-Feb11+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-3223833068210756132</id><published>2011-02-09T19:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T19:56:30.259-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking back before the artic came to us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OjJlJznUrDU/TVM6gr1SptI/AAAAAAAAB0o/VMYQ2JotVjw/s1600/1018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OjJlJznUrDU/TVM6gr1SptI/AAAAAAAAB0o/VMYQ2JotVjw/s320/1018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Howdy from Siberia(formerly known as Texas)y'all!&lt;br /&gt;All of us are colder than-well-sh*t-which isn't really cold I guess.&amp;nbsp; Last week we were housebound for 5 days.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This second round&amp;nbsp;may only be 2 days.&amp;nbsp;Last week,&amp;nbsp;Lost power, lost water.....I mean more fun than one human being should have. Poor little scooter had to have a path dug so he could do all his business.&amp;nbsp;(that was fun with my little shovel and ice underthe snow......) Now I laugh when I was cold at 68F.&amp;nbsp; HAHAHAHAHA! I will take that anytime!&amp;nbsp; I do miss global warming..........It just ain't fittin to have below zero temps(with wind chill) here.&amp;nbsp; I mean 17,15, tonite we may break the 12 degree record from years ago.&amp;nbsp;(Yes, I know all&amp;nbsp;over the country has had lots of snow and cold...but to be the same temp as Green,flippin,Bay, Wisc. one day last week???!!!!) Scooter hates it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, This is Scooter's little yard area.&amp;nbsp; Was in the 40'sF when he was out in his sweater.&amp;nbsp; I have newer pics, but am having trouble loading them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Finally, we are going to get our reg internet, and T V (and landline phone)!!!!&amp;nbsp; If it ever stops with the ice and snow and crap that is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CjhRSe29MNg/TVNAfd553vI/AAAAAAAAB0s/8WnH8zCMF98/s1600/845.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CjhRSe29MNg/TVNAfd553vI/AAAAAAAAB0s/8WnH8zCMF98/s320/845.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As soon as that happens we will be back visiting and blogging.(I know...y'all wait with baited breath)&amp;nbsp; Y'all who know me know I am a nut for taking sunrise and sunset pics.&amp;nbsp; This is the beginning of sunset in early Dec.. I must have 50gazillion of them by now.&amp;nbsp; Lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Sundogs say Howdy too.&lt;br /&gt;Posted by a frozen Jamie (Did you know that very old farmhouses do NOT have alot of insulation????? When the wind blows one must stay under the covers.&amp;nbsp; When the elec went off I had every blanket and dayum they were heavy.&amp;nbsp; I nearly killed Scooter with just the weight I think...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeXvQo8bfc0/TVNAhODC4_I/AAAAAAAAB0w/g0jsFet3Ezo/s1600/bentley_s3e_concept.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeXvQo8bfc0/TVNAhODC4_I/AAAAAAAAB0w/g0jsFet3Ezo/s320/bentley_s3e_concept.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;PS&amp;nbsp; Sunny here.&amp;nbsp; Way back in Oct I heard Mom on the phone talking about getting a Bentley?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Does this look like a car she should have???&amp;nbsp; I think NOT!&amp;nbsp; But then, she does visit crazytown more than she really should.&amp;nbsp; For the record, a little snow is fun, 6-8 inches...getting a bit much. And&amp;nbsp;then it burns your feet and little balls of snow bug you.&amp;nbsp; And I do NOT like ice....&lt;br /&gt;Hugs, Sunny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-3223833068210756132?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3223833068210756132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=3223833068210756132&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/3223833068210756132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/3223833068210756132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2011/02/looking-back-before-artic-came-to-us.html' title='Looking back before the artic came to us'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OjJlJznUrDU/TVM6gr1SptI/AAAAAAAAB0o/VMYQ2JotVjw/s72-c/1018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-1355417389788913524</id><published>2011-01-01T20:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T20:51:03.845-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1/1/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TR_ljWaxmKI/AAAAAAAAB0g/CXhCVVJehro/s1600/1720.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TR_ljWaxmKI/AAAAAAAAB0g/CXhCVVJehro/s320/1720.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We just had to write out all the ones.&amp;nbsp; Pretty cool Mom thinks but she is kinda dorky about those things.&amp;nbsp;1/1/11.&amp;nbsp; ok Mom...real exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mom likes this pic of us because Scooter is being his normal uncooperative self.&amp;nbsp; Hard to believe that was taken over 2 years ago.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(Sept 08)&lt;br /&gt;We will be heading home tomorrow and hope it won't be long before we are back to blogging more regularly.&lt;br /&gt;All of you have a wonderful New Year and enjoy every day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;See y'all soon&lt;br /&gt;Sunny&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-1355417389788913524?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1355417389788913524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=1355417389788913524&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1355417389788913524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1355417389788913524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2011/01/1111.html' title='1/1/11'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TR_ljWaxmKI/AAAAAAAAB0g/CXhCVVJehro/s72-c/1720.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-1525418896692343703</id><published>2010-12-31T18:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T18:14:48.695-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR</title><content type='html'>Twas the night before new year&lt;br /&gt;and all through the house&lt;br /&gt;the sundogs were thinking&lt;br /&gt;no way&amp;nbsp;will we&amp;nbsp;be quiet as a mouse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on new year,&amp;nbsp;come on down here!&lt;br /&gt;we've stories to tell, been silenced so long&lt;br /&gt;Mom says she has figured out how to get those internets&lt;br /&gt;And says&amp;nbsp;this time she isn't singing that same old song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all of you have a very good new year&lt;br /&gt;we are wishing for a kind and gentle one that has&lt;br /&gt;jobs for those who need them, health &amp;amp;happiness too&lt;br /&gt;just a year to be a good one for all the masses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okokok&amp;nbsp; No more attempt at poor rhyming.&amp;nbsp; Within a week or so&amp;nbsp;(depends on work schedule of the company.&amp;nbsp; Kinda when they can get to us.&amp;nbsp; Oh and TV too.&amp;nbsp; Scooter misses his Animal Planet.&amp;nbsp; Seriously) the sundogs will be getting internet at home, so we can post on our blog and visit our friends too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TR5xfWLnyBI/AAAAAAAAB0M/M-cFpnuZ1J0/s1600/712.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TR5xfWLnyBI/AAAAAAAAB0M/M-cFpnuZ1J0/s320/712.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We do want to show you our place-and the assorted livestock around us. Like this guy who came to visit and hung out on the back porch.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-1525418896692343703?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1525418896692343703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=1525418896692343703&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1525418896692343703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1525418896692343703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TR5xfWLnyBI/AAAAAAAAB0M/M-cFpnuZ1J0/s72-c/712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-5412190823261319975</id><published>2010-12-24T15:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T15:04:40.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas to All!</title><content type='html'>As we await Santa over at our human sister's house, our girl is waiting for Santa to make his way around the globe.&amp;nbsp; She knows she has to be asleep before he can come&amp;nbsp;to Texas and it is still too early for him.&lt;br /&gt;Before we go to bed, we will read, as we do every year, the wonderful story of the very first Christmas when angels appeared before a babe in a manger.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;We send you joy, peace, and good will toward others no matter what your faith is..&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to all,&amp;nbsp;and to all a very GOOD NIGHT!!&lt;br /&gt;(Dang Blogger won't let us to a picture......just imagine us all spiffy and stuff :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-5412190823261319975?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5412190823261319975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=5412190823261319975&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/5412190823261319975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/5412190823261319975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-to-all.html' title='Merry Christmas to All!'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-8735810592958252717</id><published>2010-12-22T19:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T19:36:18.879-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OPY, Run Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TRKhewzF8pI/AAAAAAAABz4/nbnmC3XENGQ/s1600/opybanner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TRKhewzF8pI/AAAAAAAABz4/nbnmC3XENGQ/s320/opybanner.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I could not believe the news of Opy's trip to the Rainbow Bridge when I got a chance to get on the computer.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;My heart breaks.&amp;nbsp; The Queen of DWB has joined the King, Charlie- where the sun always shines, where they are young painfree and can have all theMc&amp;nbsp;nuggets and full happy meals-fries, all the cheeseburgers they want.&amp;nbsp; Heck Filet mignon if they so wish. &lt;br /&gt;Opy was not so Gruff really.&amp;nbsp; That is why I love this picture of her smiling. She and her King of DWB, Charlie, leave a legacy that few if any dogs can claim.&amp;nbsp; (With the help of Brooke and Gregg), they began a family, a community with a kinship I've never seen among people from all over the globe.&amp;nbsp; A family that shores oneanother up when needed-giving comfort(which I have been the recipient of when my mom died.&amp;nbsp; and for reasons I cannot explain, it helps.) and when needed pulls together to help folks out in other ways.&lt;br /&gt;The Texas Sundogs bow in respect and will howl to the Heavens tonight and many nights.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I, Jamie,&amp;nbsp;the human, will send prayers and hold Brooke and Gregg very tightly in my heart. God Bless y'all my Aussie friends.&amp;nbsp; You are being sent hugs from around the world and I only wish that there was something, anything that I/we could do.&lt;br /&gt;so much joy, so much pain "when you give your heart to a DOG to tear".&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now dear OPY.&amp;nbsp; Just for now.&amp;nbsp; BJP, try to do all you can to help out your mom and dad.&amp;nbsp; I know you will miss her too.&lt;br /&gt;Sad, sad licks and hugs&lt;br /&gt;Jamie and the Texas Sundogs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-8735810592958252717?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8735810592958252717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=8735810592958252717&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8735810592958252717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8735810592958252717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/12/opy-run-free.html' title='OPY, Run Free'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TRKhewzF8pI/AAAAAAAABz4/nbnmC3XENGQ/s72-c/opybanner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-2474110959586556740</id><published>2010-10-26T19:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T19:31:57.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, We Are Still Around</title><content type='html'>We have a chance to make a quick post.&amp;nbsp; As some of you know, we do not have internet at our new place yet. We now live out in the country (still Denton county)&amp;nbsp;on about 2 acres in a small old farmhouse.&amp;nbsp; when we can, we will show you pictures.&amp;nbsp; We hear the cyotes sing&amp;nbsp;their haunting tunes.&amp;nbsp; the crickets, singing frogs, and the buzz of the locusts.&amp;nbsp; we hear all manner of bird calls and watch the buzzards loop their lazy circles.&amp;nbsp; we also have hawks big enough to carry little Scooter dude off, so he is under close supervision!&lt;br /&gt;Not only do we have tree lobsters (squirrells), but rabbits everywhere. (And yep, some snakes, but it was right off the freeway where we lived before that I killed a snake in the bathroom&amp;nbsp;in the house)&lt;br /&gt;In short, we now live&amp;nbsp;on a nice quiet peaceful piece of country.&lt;br /&gt;Scooter is doing well.&amp;nbsp; He turned 13 on 9/13.&amp;nbsp; Sunny turned 9 on July 8. Nevermind how old I was on my bday 9/29.........;)&lt;br /&gt;Hope we will be back soon with pics.&amp;nbsp; We miss all of you.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-2474110959586556740?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2474110959586556740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=2474110959586556740&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/2474110959586556740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/2474110959586556740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/10/yes-we-are-still-around.html' title='Yes, We Are Still Around'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-7775125607343333931</id><published>2010-06-07T15:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T15:50:40.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, busy back to packing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Well, it looks like it is going to be a very busy month for us. (ok, mostly Mom-that opposable thumb thing.)&amp;nbsp; We have found out that finally the time may&amp;nbsp;have come for us to pack up and move from Casa de Tejas&amp;nbsp;Perros del Sol. (If mom remembers any of her 2 years of Spanish in high school, that should be close to" the house of the Texas sundogs")&amp;nbsp; We think we have about 30 days to pack and move.&amp;nbsp; Soooooooo, all that catching up we were planning on doing, will be every now and then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TA1Vc4NDf6I/AAAAAAAABzU/Iz63PgUNQHI/s1600/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TA1Vc4NDf6I/AAAAAAAABzU/Iz63PgUNQHI/s400/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+148.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Hopefully Mom can find us a place to move that will be nice.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Scooter is doing stretches to loosen up his muscles so he can do some of the heavy lifting...good idea Scooter dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I am taking a minute to watch for one of those tree lobsters.&amp;nbsp; Hope we will have them wherever we end up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TA1YCzQdlyI/AAAAAAAABzc/KzFJ0U1i-54/s1600/1583.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TA1YCzQdlyI/AAAAAAAABzc/KzFJ0U1i-54/s320/1583.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TA1ZRCU9jXI/AAAAAAAABzk/GoEifuNHOBI/s1600/may+1-5+2010+maddy.+sunny,scooter,cricket,burntoutlet+034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TA1ZRCU9jXI/AAAAAAAABzk/GoEifuNHOBI/s320/may+1-5+2010+maddy.+sunny,scooter,cricket,burntoutlet+034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Then a little cardio so I can help too.&amp;nbsp; We will try to come by as we can.&amp;nbsp; Mom is a bit stressed out, but figures we can do anything we set our minds to.&amp;nbsp; Wish us luck in the packing and finding a place to live!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Don't forget us, as like Patton, We shall return!&amp;nbsp; And hopefully post once a week.&amp;nbsp; Visit here and there as we can..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Sunny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-7775125607343333931?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7775125607343333931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=7775125607343333931&amp;isPopup=true' title='42 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/7775125607343333931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/7775125607343333931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/06/busy-busy-back-to-packing.html' title='Busy, busy back to packing'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TA1Vc4NDf6I/AAAAAAAABzU/Iz63PgUNQHI/s72-c/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-8472044373541935930</id><published>2010-06-05T19:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T19:47:16.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This bite's for YOU..dumb troll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TArt16uScvI/AAAAAAAABy8/BdwDunbbujs/s1600/2037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TArt16uScvI/AAAAAAAABy8/BdwDunbbujs/s320/2037.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have ginormous teeth.&amp;nbsp; Just sayin.........&lt;/div&gt;Sunny here.&amp;nbsp; Mom got so disgusted over some "jerk" who made some atrocious comments on her Memorial day post she just didn't think about blogs or blogging for the last week.&amp;nbsp;( Also, she had&amp;nbsp;more dental work, yipeee.)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(*note from Jamie to mr"Ashamed&amp;nbsp; to be an American".&amp;nbsp; You are lucky you hide behind a computer and never said those things about my Dad to my face.((Your voice would have raised by numerous octaves...just sayin))&amp;nbsp; But then since you are a coward, you never would have.&amp;nbsp; As far as spitting on his grave, calling him a warmongering baby killer,etc, etc,&amp;nbsp;I forgive you for that because obviously you have the IQ of a gnat...Also, may I suggest if you are so ashamed that you move.&amp;nbsp; Oh wait, that's right,my Daddy and countless others have allowed you freedom of speech HERE. You are Sad and pitiful...get a life.&amp;nbsp;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be coming by our friends and catching up as best we can.&amp;nbsp; And of course, we, both Scooter and I, always have alot to say.&amp;nbsp; Today is just to let y'all know why we haven't been around and why comment moderation will now stay on.&amp;nbsp; AND the Texas sundogs always have each others "six" (means we have each other's back, as y'all who are friends with AO4 know)&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TArs-6UGDlI/AAAAAAAABy0/jtRmeivyjlM/s1600/1367.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TArs-6UGDlI/AAAAAAAABy0/jtRmeivyjlM/s320/1367.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sunny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-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/4812889024054850107-8472044373541935930?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8472044373541935930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=8472044373541935930&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8472044373541935930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8472044373541935930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-bites-for-youdumb-troll.html' title='This bite&apos;s for YOU..dumb troll'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TArt16uScvI/AAAAAAAABy8/BdwDunbbujs/s72-c/2037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-2767269135891259474</id><published>2010-05-30T12:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T12:50:35.028-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On behalf of a grateful nation: Memorial Day Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TAKZfCKtAOI/AAAAAAAAByk/e-rkMRYtg_U/s1600/DSCF0157.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TAKZfCKtAOI/AAAAAAAAByk/e-rkMRYtg_U/s640/DSCF0157.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The last Monday&amp;nbsp;of May is Memorial Day.&amp;nbsp; This is the day we honor&amp;nbsp;our dead who have served our country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the only day the flag is flown at half-staff until noon, then raised again until sunset.&lt;br /&gt;It is not the day we thank our veterans who are still with us.&amp;nbsp; That is Veteran's Day.&lt;br /&gt;It is not just to honor those who fell in battle.&amp;nbsp; It is for any veteran who has died by any means, during war or peacetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You familiar with this blog know that I come from a military family.&amp;nbsp; And I wouldn't have it any other way.&lt;br /&gt;I grew up on bases, hearing&amp;nbsp;TAPS.&amp;nbsp; Played each evening as the flag is lowered and signifying day is done.(During the civil war signifying go to sleep.)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Since attending my first military funeral(my cousin in the Navy), it became a very different song to me and can bring tears to my eyes immediately.Especially since my Dad's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TAKYg-bj09I/AAAAAAAAByc/Z-iJm_jPnmM/s1600/852.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TAKYg-bj09I/AAAAAAAAByc/Z-iJm_jPnmM/s320/852.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Please take a moment to say a little thank you.&amp;nbsp; If not for them, we would not be who we are today.&amp;nbsp; Thank you also to all the volunteers who spend days putting a flag on each and every grave in our National Cemeteries.&amp;nbsp; Thanks from me to you, I appreciate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Three volley salute (often called 21 gun salute, but that is actually only for a Preident of the United States.) There are 21 bullets fired, just that 7 rifles, fire once,lower rifle,2nd time, lower rifle, and third time, lower rifle, and march away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TAKVWH7PxjI/AAAAAAAAByE/1WrMb4bYPOg/s1600/Arlington%2520Navy%2520%2520Firing%2520Party+may+30+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TAKVWH7PxjI/AAAAAAAAByE/1WrMb4bYPOg/s320/Arlington%2520Navy%2520%2520Firing%2520Party+may+30+2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Taps(bugler is always&amp;nbsp;off from where the family is)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TAKUw-Y9zjI/AAAAAAAABx0/ZEfQTsfd2eY/s1600/Arlington%2520Navy%2520Bugler%2520Sounds%2520Taps+May+30+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TAKUw-Y9zjI/AAAAAAAABx0/ZEfQTsfd2eY/s320/Arlington%2520Navy%2520Bugler%2520Sounds%2520Taps+May+30+2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The flag is lifted and crisply, precisely folded, then given to the presenter(at the head)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TAKUhMNO7qI/AAAAAAAABxs/lpZgpWUs8c0/s1600/Arlington%2520Marine%2520Corps%2520Lift%2520the%2520Flag%2520from%2520the%2520Casketmay+30+2005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TAKUhMNO7qI/AAAAAAAABxs/lpZgpWUs8c0/s320/Arlington%2520Marine%2520Corps%2520Lift%2520the%2520Flag%2520from%2520the%2520Casketmay+30+2005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It is then given to the next of kin.&amp;nbsp; At my Dad's, to my mother. As he gives the flag, he says to her/him:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TAKVKBwfL-I/AAAAAAAABx8/8ujum7j90pI/s1600/Arlington%2520Marine%2520Corps%2520Presents%2520Flag%2520to%2520Next%2520of%2520Kin+may+30+2005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TAKVKBwfL-I/AAAAAAAABx8/8ujum7j90pI/s320/Arlington%2520Marine%2520Corps%2520Presents%2520Flag%2520to%2520Next%2520of%2520Kin+may+30+2005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TAKTn8gsoAI/AAAAAAAABxM/FCUDuWBOLhM/s1600/nextofkn+may+30+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TAKTn8gsoAI/AAAAAAAABxM/FCUDuWBOLhM/s320/nextofkn+may+30+2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"On behalf of the President of the United States and a grateful nation, please accept &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;this flag as a token of the honorable and faithful service of your loved one."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I hope you do take the time to say thanks. And to be a part of "a grateful nation".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;God Bless them all.&amp;nbsp;And I will be thinking of all the sacrifices all have made for this country I love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Jamie&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;(pictures of actual services are not from my Dad's, they are from internet) Those of you who have known us for sometime also know it was this time last year that Mom was laid to rest with Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-2767269135891259474?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2767269135891259474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=2767269135891259474&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/2767269135891259474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/2767269135891259474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-behalf-of-grateful-nation-memorial.html' title='On behalf of a grateful nation: Memorial Day Monday'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/TAKZfCKtAOI/AAAAAAAAByk/e-rkMRYtg_U/s72-c/DSCF0157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-3029431842321368563</id><published>2010-05-28T11:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T11:13:45.674-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scooter's last tranmission from the moon,SUNNY reporting!</title><content type='html'>Well, hello.&amp;nbsp; It is me, Sunny(it has been 1 week since I spoke...thanks for your support yesterday.&amp;nbsp; I am reporting on Scootoober&amp;nbsp; though)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He was trying to find&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://dennisthevizsla.wordpress.com/"&gt;Dennis&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;the vizsla dog.&amp;nbsp; (pic&amp;nbsp; courtesy of Dennis' dada)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here is a transcript of the last trsmission. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S__h6Kirh1I/AAAAAAAABxE/FRJ_-GlwT5Q/s1600/scooter_in_space.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S__h6Kirh1I/AAAAAAAABxE/FRJ_-GlwT5Q/s320/scooter_in_space.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S__h6Kirh1I/AAAAAAAABxE/FRJ_-GlwT5Q/s1600/scooter_in_space.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"ok anok.&amp;nbsp; I has been lookerin efereewheer fur Dennis.&amp;nbsp; this heer moon iz purdy biggerest an iz aloteses of fun acuz i kin jumpses an goeses fasterer an furverer than i ushally duz.&amp;nbsp; I did seez sum weerderest fings.&amp;nbsp;Arown&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;wun ov thos fings i cud smellz Dennis aroun.&amp;nbsp; but I nefer did seeses him!&amp;nbsp; I did callses him, but he nefer did anser.&amp;nbsp; I did smelz cheez tu but the weerderest metal fing wuz bein gardered bi sum &amp;nbsp;wuns.&amp;nbsp; I doan no if he did efer heerz me, buts mi oxeegin wuz runnerin owt so i hadda get back tu mi ship.&amp;nbsp; I will beez home fur supperz.&amp;nbsp; i haf drinkded lotses of tang an soes i iz gittin hungreez.&amp;nbsp;(seez Mack, i rasded my spase helmit sheeld soz u cud seez it iz meee!)&amp;nbsp;Scooter out.&amp;nbsp; No furver transmishuners kin beez mades. I...*crackle,crackle*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, there you have it.&amp;nbsp; My crazy(yet wierdly intellegent) brother(idiot savant Mom. Seriously) will be returning in time for supper.&amp;nbsp; Meanwhile, I have been his mission control.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, these photos of me at my post&amp;nbsp;must remain classified for now(as I am still not sure how he got hold of the Atlantis exactly) I love him and all, but I am not going down with him if there are legal repercussions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, I have to get back to mission control to make sure he doesn't crash into any foreign country that would cause&amp;nbsp; a BUNCH of trouble....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sunny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-3029431842321368563?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3029431842321368563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=3029431842321368563&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/3029431842321368563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/3029431842321368563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/05/scooters-last-tranmission-from.html' title='Scooter&apos;s last tranmission from the moon,SUNNY reporting!'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S__h6Kirh1I/AAAAAAAABxE/FRJ_-GlwT5Q/s72-c/scooter_in_space.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-2687199838079660824</id><published>2010-05-27T22:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T09:55:01.539-05:00</updated><title type='text'>this heer iz the coolerst</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_80h8cEIaI/AAAAAAAABw8/wpOlxuPwHig/s1600/scooter+on+the+moon+may+27+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_80h8cEIaI/AAAAAAAABw8/wpOlxuPwHig/s400/scooter+on+the+moon+may+27+2010.jpg" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ok anok.&amp;nbsp; i tol efereebudee I HAF MI WAYS!!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jus a littlerest test run.&amp;nbsp; hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;ok anok.&amp;nbsp; i haf to see if i kin findses&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://dennisthevizsla.wordpress.com/"&gt;Dennis&lt;/a&gt; whut mite beez heer.&amp;nbsp; okokok anok&amp;nbsp; MUVVER &amp;nbsp;i will be home in time fur supperses next day frum now! shheeeeesh&lt;br /&gt;chox up!&lt;br /&gt;Scooter&lt;br /&gt;PS AHEM. Uh, MOM.&amp;nbsp; Do you think I might get a turn to blog someday in the foreseeable future???&amp;nbsp; Just sayin.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Still here....brother.&amp;nbsp; The idiot savant gets all the attention!&amp;nbsp; HU?&amp;nbsp; OK, sorry scooter.&amp;nbsp; Better Mom???&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;Sunny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-2687199838079660824?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2687199838079660824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=2687199838079660824&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/2687199838079660824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/2687199838079660824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-heer-iz-coolerst.html' title='this heer iz the coolerst'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_80h8cEIaI/AAAAAAAABw8/wpOlxuPwHig/s72-c/scooter+on+the+moon+may+27+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-1479768722311338806</id><published>2010-05-26T09:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T09:58:06.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>End of an Era for Atlantis (Forget it Scooter-the answer is NO)</title><content type='html'>This morning I watched the space shuttle Atlantis make it's final touchdown at&amp;nbsp;7:48 am CST&amp;nbsp;(or 0748 military time ;) &amp;nbsp;I had to swallow a lump in my throat as I watched this magnificent machine that has gone on 32 missions and traveled&amp;nbsp;120 million miles over the past 25 years.&amp;nbsp;120&amp;nbsp; MILLION&amp;nbsp; miles!&amp;nbsp;It was a perfect touchdown.&amp;nbsp; There are only 2 more shuttle missions&amp;nbsp;scheduled .&amp;nbsp; The Discovery&amp;nbsp;and the Endeavor will make their final flights in September and November.&lt;br /&gt;I love all things that fly and the space program is incredible.&amp;nbsp; I was fortuate enough to be alive and watch transmissions when man first walked on the moon.&amp;nbsp; Fortunate enough to be living in the Orlando area and see liftoffs in the early days in person.&amp;nbsp; It takes your breath away&amp;nbsp;watching, hearing,feeling the experience.&amp;nbsp; It hit all your senses&amp;nbsp; at once and made your heart swell with pride, excitement and pure wonder. PURE WONDER. To think MAN, and proudly, American man did that, is beyond words.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Man I wish I could have been an astronaut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_0dFvXGyRI/AAAAAAAABws/68PC-N12AbI/s1600/May+26+2010+Atlantis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="360" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_0dFvXGyRI/AAAAAAAABws/68PC-N12AbI/s640/May+26+2010+Atlantis.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"On its path to Kennedy Space Center, Atlantis crossed the Florida Everglades and headed north, passing over Lake Okeechobee where it triggered dual sonic booms (I LOVE them)&amp;nbsp;as it slowed to subsonic speeds. Commander Ken Ham aligned Atlantis with Kennedy's southeast to northwest runway 33, where the ship touched down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aboard Atlantis with Ham were five astronauts -- pilot Dominic "Tony" Antonelli and mission specialists Garrett Reisman, Piers Sellers, Stephen Bowen and Michael Good. "&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atlantis, you did us proud.&amp;nbsp; You are a grand flying machine that would have boggled the minds of the Wright brothers.&amp;nbsp; You boggled mine too.&amp;nbsp; It saddens me that our space program is being shut down.&amp;nbsp; I know we have to tighten our collective belts.&amp;nbsp; I just wish we had gathered up the pork in Washington DC&amp;nbsp;and given it to the space program.&amp;nbsp;WE, the collective we of the USA, have been AMAZING.&amp;nbsp; Congratulations to NASA, to the Astronauts, to mission control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those that love flight and the miracle of it will understand my feelings.&amp;nbsp; (And NO Scooter, you can't "goeses tu gitses it sins thay duz noteses wanna userest it eneemor."&amp;nbsp;)&amp;nbsp;Take off your flight glasses and come eat breakfast.&amp;nbsp; GEEEZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_0oBTArPvI/AAAAAAAABw0/cmubwGhoU9Y/s1600/248.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_0oBTArPvI/AAAAAAAABw0/cmubwGhoU9Y/s400/248.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Done Atlantis.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.nasa.gov/"&gt;http://www.nasa.gov/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-1479768722311338806?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1479768722311338806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=1479768722311338806&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1479768722311338806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1479768722311338806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/05/end-of-era-for-atlantis.html' title='End of an Era for Atlantis (Forget it Scooter-the answer is NO)'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_0dFvXGyRI/AAAAAAAABws/68PC-N12AbI/s72-c/May+26+2010+Atlantis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-6091206200708742735</id><published>2010-05-25T06:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T06:30:01.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I is werkin hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(fanks too tannerer's mom fur this heer picshur)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_t-ncooRLI/AAAAAAAABwc/7cPj-2Rc37U/s1600/may+21+2010+scooter+in+plane.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_t-ncooRLI/AAAAAAAABwc/7cPj-2Rc37U/s640/may+21+2010+scooter+in+plane.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ok anok Purdee soonerest I will haf mi plane redeeerest fur mi tripses.&amp;nbsp; hayhayhay guess whutguesswhut???&amp;nbsp; ok anok i gitses excitered bowt this nex fing.&amp;nbsp; I iz allmos dun wif mi indibisibel cape!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;mi pilotz frenz ofer at that base iz halpin me wif mi flite planseses acuz i wanna go soooo many plases.&amp;nbsp; I duz haf lots of frenz an mi twinnerer whoo iz tannerer tu.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;ok anok&amp;nbsp; beez pashens an we all wil haz a grate venshur!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;ok anok.&amp;nbsp; godda go. brekfus time!&lt;br /&gt;Chox up&lt;br /&gt;Scooter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-6091206200708742735?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6091206200708742735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=6091206200708742735&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/6091206200708742735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/6091206200708742735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-is-werkin-hard.html' title='I is werkin hard'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_t-ncooRLI/AAAAAAAABwc/7cPj-2Rc37U/s72-c/may+21+2010+scooter+in+plane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-7113012458672405696</id><published>2010-05-24T10:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T11:05:26.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poem For Max, a Heart Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://theadventuresofmaxdog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maxdog Mom&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;lost her heartdog, Max this morning.&amp;nbsp; She gave him the gift that we all hate to give.&amp;nbsp; Please go give her a hug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_qY3peVf-I/AAAAAAAABwU/GFLTgsfUhlk/s1600/max+may+5+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_qY3peVf-I/AAAAAAAABwU/GFLTgsfUhlk/s640/max+may+5+2010.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_qRrni71PI/AAAAAAAABwM/aq4kfUWs23g/s1600/MAX_SWIMMING+may+24+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="302" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_qRrni71PI/AAAAAAAABwM/aq4kfUWs23g/s400/MAX_SWIMMING+may+24+2010.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;FROM FRIEND TO FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;You're giving me a special gift,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;So sorrowfuly endowed,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And through these last few cherished days,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Your courage made me proud.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;But really, love is knowing,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;When your best friend is in pain,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And understanding earthly acts&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Will only be in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;So looking deep into your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Beyond, into your soul,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I see in you the magic that will once more make me whole.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The strength that you possess,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Is why I look to you today,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;To do this thing that must be done,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;For it's the only way.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;That strength is why I've followed you,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And chose you as my friend,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And why I've loved you all these years......&lt;br /&gt;My partner til the end.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Please understand just what this gift, &lt;br /&gt;You're giving means to me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It gives me back the strength I've lost,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And all my dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;You take a stand on my behalf,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;For that is what friends do,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And know that what you do is right,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;For I believe it too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;So one last time, I breathe your scent,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And through your hand I feel,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The courage that's within you,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;To now grant me this appeal.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cut the leash that holds me here,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dear friend, and let me run.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Once more a strong and steady dog, My pain and struggle done.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And don't despair my passing,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;For I won't be far away,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Forever here, within your heart,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And memory I'll stay.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'll be there watching over you,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Your ever faithful friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Someone sent me this when I had to let my heart dog, Tess go.&amp;nbsp; I hope it brings you some comfort Caryl.&amp;nbsp; We love them all but heart dogs come along only now and then.&amp;nbsp; I am so very sorry, but I believe Max has shaken himself and thought WOW.&amp;nbsp; I feel like a pup again!&amp;nbsp; And is seeing all the dogs and humans he knew on this earth and making new friends while he waits for you.&amp;nbsp; Gone for now, just for now from your sight.&lt;br /&gt;We send love from Texas.&amp;nbsp; If only I were there to give you a hug and cry with you like your anonomous friend at the clinic.&amp;nbsp; I hope you and the Boss can help each other&lt;br /&gt;Much love and hugs&lt;br /&gt;.Jamie,Sunny&amp;amp;Scooter&lt;br /&gt;ps&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;lyrics to Rod Stewart's song&lt;br /&gt;FOREVER YOUNG&lt;br /&gt;May the good Lord be with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down every road you roam &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And may sunshine and happiness &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surround you when you're far from home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And may you grow to be proud &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dignified and true &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do unto others &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you'd have done to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be courageous and be brave &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in my heart you'll always stay &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever Young, Forever Young &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever Young, Forever Young &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May good fortune be with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May your guiding light be strong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Build a stairway to heaven &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a prince or a vagabond &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And may you never love in vain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in my heart you will remain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever Young, Forever Young &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever Young, Forever Young &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever Young &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever Young &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you finally fly away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be hoping that I served you well &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the wisdom of a lifetime &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can ever tell &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever road you choose &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm right behind you, win or lose &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever Young, Forever Young &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever Young ,Forever Young &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever Young, Forever Young &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For, Forever Young, Forever Young &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max is now FOREVER YOUNG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-7113012458672405696?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7113012458672405696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=7113012458672405696&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/7113012458672405696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/7113012458672405696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/05/poem-for-max-heart-dog.html' title='A Poem For Max, a Heart Dog'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_qY3peVf-I/AAAAAAAABwU/GFLTgsfUhlk/s72-c/max+may+5+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-8327719196179108955</id><published>2010-05-23T21:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T15:24:02.889-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST?????</title><content type='html'>just a quicky&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Not sad anymore at all,(sore from my 6 ft fence debacle, yep. but no worries, be happy.) have never watched the tv series LOST, but heard this 3 hour finale would tell all.&amp;nbsp; AHEM.&amp;nbsp; I am LOST.......2 1/2 hrs with 1/2 to go and , er, gonna go get cokes or something(probably when the 1/2 hr is up in hopes my superior intellect will figure this out...&amp;nbsp; RIGHT&amp;nbsp; (There's a couple of cute guys on it.&amp;nbsp; So far that's all I have gotten out of it ;}&lt;br /&gt;that's all&lt;br /&gt;happy Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;Jamie,Sunny&amp;amp;Scooter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-8327719196179108955?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8327719196179108955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=8327719196179108955&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8327719196179108955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8327719196179108955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/05/lost.html' title='LOST?????'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-977732565937871514</id><published>2010-05-22T20:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T20:35:36.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamie's Sad Saturday or is it?</title><content type='html'>sometimes, I just am...sad. For one reason or another.&amp;nbsp; Or alot of things.&amp;nbsp; I think it is the human condition, so here is a poem I have framed.&amp;nbsp; I will Never quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Don't Quit&lt;br /&gt;When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,&lt;br /&gt;When the road you're trudging seems uphill,&lt;br /&gt;When the funds are low, and the debts are high,&lt;br /&gt;And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,&lt;br /&gt;When care is pressing you down a bit,&lt;br /&gt;Rest if you must, but don't you quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is queer with it's twists and turns,&lt;br /&gt;As everyone of us sometimes learns,&lt;br /&gt;And many a failure turns about,&lt;br /&gt;When one might have won had they stuck it out;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up though the pace seems slow,&lt;br /&gt;You may succeed with another blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success is failure turned inside out,&lt;br /&gt;The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,&lt;br /&gt;And you never can tell how close you are,&lt;br /&gt;It may be near when it seems so far;&lt;br /&gt;So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit,&lt;br /&gt;It's when things seem worse,&lt;br /&gt;that you MUST NOT QUIT.&lt;br /&gt;Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;I won't.&amp;nbsp; Ever.&amp;nbsp; The best thing that could ever happen to you or me may be just around the corner.&amp;nbsp; Rest if you must-guess that means being sad....dunno.&amp;nbsp; But as Miz Scarlett said&amp;nbsp; "After all, tomorrow is another day"&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;Hugs to all,&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;br /&gt;PS when I locked myself out of the house today it only took me 45 minutes in the 90 degree F (I duz not know C)&amp;nbsp;weather to get back in.&amp;nbsp; Sunny did not unlock the door for me-hmmmmmppphhh&amp;nbsp; (never mind how I landed from the 6 foot fence on the concrete....&amp;nbsp; fine, just nutty mahvelous)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_iBImYeJgI/AAAAAAAABwE/DAu5OjdxdL0/s1600/1775.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_iBImYeJgI/AAAAAAAABwE/DAu5OjdxdL0/s400/1775.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-977732565937871514?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/977732565937871514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=977732565937871514&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/977732565937871514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/977732565937871514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/05/jamies-sad-saturday-or-is-it.html' title='Jamie&apos;s Sad Saturday or is it?'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_iBImYeJgI/AAAAAAAABwE/DAu5OjdxdL0/s72-c/1775.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-1912503549992105574</id><published>2010-05-21T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T13:58:37.028-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finkin Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_bUNIEi0ZI/AAAAAAAABv8/g-GkFzf8W88/s1600/246.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_bUNIEi0ZI/AAAAAAAABv8/g-GkFzf8W88/s320/246.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayhayhay.&amp;nbsp; ok anok.&amp;nbsp; so this heer is finkin friday.&amp;nbsp; me, beeein that deeperest finkeerer, is ritin this heer post.&amp;nbsp; I is still finkin bowt mi tripses in&amp;nbsp;mi plane an plottinerest thos cordinaters-flite paf.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;so ok anok.&amp;nbsp; mom haz been buzeerest she duz sez.&amp;nbsp; doan thoz hoomans alwaases haf scuses???&amp;nbsp; geez typer purson.&amp;nbsp; gitz wif itz!&lt;br /&gt;so ok anok.&amp;nbsp; nuvver fing i wuz finkering bowt wuz peepul.&amp;nbsp; duz u noz thats sum meen peepulses haf tryded tu make mi mom feelz badderest bowt shamus dawg?&amp;nbsp; i duz noses mi mom an shee duz luf dawgses-spechally me&amp;nbsp; hahahahaha-feree, feree mucherest.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i finkses i noses y she duz likeses dawgs bedder than lotz of peepuls.&lt;br /&gt;ok anok i duz godda go.&amp;nbsp; i needz a snax an godda werk on mi trip in mi plane.&lt;br /&gt;Haf a graterest weekend!!!!&amp;nbsp; I iz gonna an so iz mom an sunny!&amp;nbsp; ok anok&lt;br /&gt;chox up&lt;br /&gt;Scooter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-1912503549992105574?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1912503549992105574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=1912503549992105574&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1912503549992105574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1912503549992105574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/05/finkin-friday.html' title='Finkin Friday'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_bUNIEi0ZI/AAAAAAAABv8/g-GkFzf8W88/s72-c/246.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-1581124388415179546</id><published>2010-05-17T14:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T14:50:50.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Road trip part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mom's friend, Tracy, has a 3 bedroom house.&amp;nbsp; Each bedroom was full of dogs!&amp;nbsp; Our room was the "dog room" with a twin bed. (note permanent ex-pen, doggy stuff on the walls.&amp;nbsp; Familiar sights to dogshow folks)&amp;nbsp; Tracy has always had Dobermans.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But, this time,&amp;nbsp;she had 1 Dobe and 2 others of different breeds..&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_GWfQ9nD7I/AAAAAAAABvM/-Y2upBv3IYM/s1600/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_GWfQ9nD7I/AAAAAAAABvM/-Y2upBv3IYM/s320/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+005.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;There was another lady (Sharon from Arkansas)&amp;nbsp;there that was showing the big boy(he got the points 2 days out of 4..not a bad weekend!&amp;nbsp; The smaller one was a 4 month old cutie girl baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;LOOK!&amp;nbsp; Dennis the Vizsla.(nope, turns out it was not)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_GTmNl_UwI/AAAAAAAABu0/mlBUEq40l38/s1600/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_GTmNl_UwI/AAAAAAAABu0/mlBUEq40l38/s320/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+053.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I took a look at that, and said to my self "Self, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. Or in this case all the other dogs. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_GU6I21G8I/AAAAAAAABu8/i9sJBuJJQOE/s1600/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_GU6I21G8I/AAAAAAAABu8/i9sJBuJJQOE/s320/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+060.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"WHAT????&amp;nbsp; What do you mean there is no room for you in this bed, Mom.&amp;nbsp; You were laughing and carrying on and I was here first.&amp;nbsp; Seems to be the house rules.&amp;nbsp; I've seen dogs on the bed alll over the place."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;(I begrudgingly moved an inch or so to let her in the bed.&amp;nbsp; Even though SHE will only get about 2 hours of sleep since she stayed up SO LATE!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_GXD_upYLI/AAAAAAAABvc/Omcg1kgR3M4/s1600/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_GXD_upYLI/AAAAAAAABvc/Omcg1kgR3M4/s320/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+063.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;hayhayhay&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ok anok.&amp;nbsp; I wuz exhaustimated an happy to be in my condo.&amp;nbsp; Whut duz a scootober haf tu do tu gitses sum sleepses?? ok anok keepses it down pleez MUVVER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_GWSjzV88I/AAAAAAAABvE/Yt0DF3Eoyf0/s1600/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_GWSjzV88I/AAAAAAAABvE/Yt0DF3Eoyf0/s320/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+003.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;to be continued........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Hugs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Sunny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/4812889024054850107-1581124388415179546?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1581124388415179546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=1581124388415179546&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1581124388415179546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1581124388415179546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-road-trip-part-2.html' title='Our Road trip part 2'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S_GWfQ9nD7I/AAAAAAAABvM/-Y2upBv3IYM/s72-c/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-1241010798010189652</id><published>2010-05-13T19:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T20:06:46.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PSA-Important ID Tags</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-yaS1dxUoI/AAAAAAAABuc/wM1fPm2Akf0/s1600/may+13+2010+redcrosstags+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-yaS1dxUoI/AAAAAAAABuc/wM1fPm2Akf0/s400/may+13+2010+redcrosstags+001.JPG" width="400" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;With spring comes thunderstorms, tornadoes, hurricane season.&amp;nbsp; These tags were inspired by the troubles after Hurricane Katrina.&amp;nbsp; The Red Cross and Dogster went in together and came up with these tags.&amp;nbsp; Since chips require a reader and not all readers are standardized yet, this tag is a deal in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;Not only can you put your phone number on them, Dog's name, etc,&amp;nbsp;there is a website where you&amp;nbsp;can look up the tag's link and &amp;nbsp;find picture of the dog, vet's name, phone number, all kinds of things about the dog.&lt;br /&gt;To me, this is a way that whether you are traveling, or at home and somehow you were to lose your dog, anyone can look up all the dog's info, see a picture of the dog, and lists other numbers to call in and out of state.&amp;nbsp; For instance, I chose to put my phone number and each of their names on their tags.&amp;nbsp; Their link also has my daughter's phone, my sister's phone in CA,&amp;nbsp; you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;When I got them they were 24.95 each.&amp;nbsp; Worth the money in case I were to have something unexpected happen.&lt;br /&gt;I took off the picture of the other side of the tag when I realized that if biggified, the link showed and there is way too much info to just put out in these ethers on there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;You can find them on Dogster and&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.togethertag.com/"&gt;http://www.togethertag.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;gives lots of info.&lt;br /&gt;Just a good idea if you ask me!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-1241010798010189652?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1241010798010189652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=1241010798010189652&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1241010798010189652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1241010798010189652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/05/psa-important-id-tags.html' title='PSA-Important ID Tags'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-yaS1dxUoI/AAAAAAAABuc/wM1fPm2Akf0/s72-c/may+13+2010+redcrosstags+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-6185923738470587524</id><published>2010-05-11T21:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T21:52:45.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hayhayhay.&amp;nbsp; Ok anok.&amp;nbsp; So I wuz finkin bowts lotses of fings.&amp;nbsp; I is a deep finkerer u no.&amp;nbsp; An I duz finkses I needs to lookses into makin a trip in wun of thos planes tu goeses rownd tu seeses sum of mi frenz that doeses needses sum laffs.&amp;nbsp; ok anok&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Heer I iz doin sum puterer werk.&amp;nbsp; u haf to haf a flite plan u noses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-oRbXh8F7I/AAAAAAAABt8/Cp2J5I7qBA8/s1600/242.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-oRbXh8F7I/AAAAAAAABt8/Cp2J5I7qBA8/s320/242.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-oSitIKciI/AAAAAAAABuE/vieQeklWu-U/s1600/1949.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-oSitIKciI/AAAAAAAABuE/vieQeklWu-U/s320/1949.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-oTjSWcQII/AAAAAAAABuM/RgUvNn3ZRbU/s1600/may+1-5+2010+maddy.+sunny,scooter,cricket,burntoutlet+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-oTjSWcQII/AAAAAAAABuM/RgUvNn3ZRbU/s320/may+1-5+2010+maddy.+sunny,scooter,cricket,burntoutlet+038.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heer I iz chekin owt thoz cordinaters, uh, flite paf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;An heer I is finkin mor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I dids du sooo much finkin I godda haf a snak an a nap nows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chox up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Scooter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;pee ess&amp;nbsp; Mom duz sez we gotta tellses bowt our road trip too.&amp;nbsp; whutefer mom.&amp;nbsp; I still godda call my buds bowt that plane anywayz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-6185923738470587524?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6185923738470587524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=6185923738470587524&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/6185923738470587524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/6185923738470587524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/05/hmmmmm.html' title='Hmmmmm'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-oRbXh8F7I/AAAAAAAABt8/Cp2J5I7qBA8/s72-c/242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-5316485125528250221</id><published>2010-05-10T11:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T12:46:59.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Angels Jackson and Digby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-gxwz_fe7I/AAAAAAAABt0/RPzYFms9-1w/s1600/May+10+2010+jackson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-gxwz_fe7I/AAAAAAAABt0/RPzYFms9-1w/s320/May+10+2010+jackson.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jackson, King of the WFT, passed quietly in his sleep last night.&amp;nbsp; Run with the wind dear Jackson.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-gxqO3MdXI/AAAAAAAABts/u9usW6ApNZs/s1600/may+10+2010" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-gxqO3MdXI/AAAAAAAABts/u9usW6ApNZs/s320/may+10+2010" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Digby of Southern France lost his battle to the tick bourne disease he had contracted. Now in heaven playing ball with new friends (hey Shamus!&amp;nbsp; another ball lover!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gone from our sight for now.&amp;nbsp; Just for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have heavy hearts and will look for the new bright stars in the heavens tonight.&amp;nbsp; With so many gone before them, I am picturing a great play time of balls flying, zoomies and running for the joy of it, as they wait for their people.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bye for now, just for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brave warriers both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;pee ess&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://peteysplayhouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;Petey&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;has put up just what I picture in my mind about that will be going on!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-5316485125528250221?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5316485125528250221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=5316485125528250221&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/5316485125528250221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/5316485125528250221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-angels-jackson-and-digby.html' title='New Angels Jackson and Digby'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-gxwz_fe7I/AAAAAAAABt0/RPzYFms9-1w/s72-c/May+10+2010+jackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-8993836589147261482</id><published>2010-05-09T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T05:00:01.134-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dandelions From Heaven&amp;nbsp;,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;author unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-X28qD1wDI/AAAAAAAABtE/xU6kiexhQAE/s1600/2-4+10+mad+bday+snow+dogs+spring+br+fos+ridge+an+easter+052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-X28qD1wDI/AAAAAAAABtE/xU6kiexhQAE/s320/2-4+10+mad+bday+snow+dogs+spring+br+fos+ridge+an+easter+052.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's Day is coming... and I wanted to send you a sign...Something you can tell others .. "Is from an angel of mine."So I searched the Heavens high and low for that perfect thing...And low and behold I found it... and a smile I hope it will bring.So when you look to the Heavens .. and see the yellow stars in the sky...Just think of me ... your angel .. in the Heavens way up high...And just imagine those stars ... are dandelions above...Yes!! Dandelions are also in Heaven... which you know how much I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So on this Mothers Day... when you awake and feel blue...You will notice those yellow stars ... are no longer in view ...So just look to the meadows and the dandelions you see...Are the ones I've tossed down again this Mother's Day from me!!And when you find a dandelion that has turned from yellow to white...You're supposed to make a wish... and then blow with all your might.For you will be blowing kisses...to me in Heaven above...And I will be catching them and blowing them back... sent with all my love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-X9UgBQoUI/AAAAAAAABtM/0vJ-XQsy-Ww/s1600/786.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-X9UgBQoUI/AAAAAAAABtM/0vJ-XQsy-Ww/s320/786.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please know that I am with you... on this Mothers Day...And also in the days ahead...God and I will never stray...We will be with you in the morning...when you wake and see the sun...We will be with you when you say your prayers...when the day is done.For God and I will never be...very far from your side...For I can now be everywhere...and God will be your guide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...remember when you see dandelions...its your guarantee...That I am always close to you...For dandelions are free to roam...now just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Mom and I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jody and I giving Mom her birthday cake.(Guess I was going to help blow out the candles-ha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-YRM5EuCwI/AAAAAAAABtk/UAvOGdRBhMI/s1600/258.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-YRM5EuCwI/AAAAAAAABtk/UAvOGdRBhMI/s320/258.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day to my daughter Jody.&amp;nbsp; What a good mom you are to our little Madeline!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jody and I getting Anna's(my Mom's) birthday cake ready.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-YQfg9lDOI/AAAAAAAABtc/KoLgjoAj0jc/s1600/257.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-YQfg9lDOI/AAAAAAAABtc/KoLgjoAj0jc/s320/257.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Mother's day to all the moms-my sisters, my niece-all of you out there, human moms and dog moms too!&amp;nbsp; And for&amp;nbsp;those of us whose Moms have crossed over, we remember today, and everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be sure and find a white dandelion to blow kisses heavenward today.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; 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I NEVER leave a snake in the house once I sight it.&amp;nbsp; Sunny, who has to follow me everywhere got to the door and gave a low growl, i grabbed her, put her out&amp;nbsp;and shut the door. Just me and the snake now in the bathroom.&amp;nbsp;(There are very few "snake dogs" I have ever met.&amp;nbsp; My grandparents had a cocker on their ranch that was a natural born snake dog.&amp;nbsp; She would grab one just behind the head and shake it silly.&amp;nbsp; Didn't matter if it was a rattler coiled or one flat out.&amp;nbsp; She would take us to it if close, or bring it if far.&amp;nbsp; Poisonous snakes can still poison when dead as the venom remains in the fangs)&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo, I remained still while I looked for how to get rid of it.&amp;nbsp; Don't laugh, but it was death by toilet plunger.(Hey I was in the bath room....not alot of tools!)&amp;nbsp; Smacked the rubber plunger to cover head, got wash cloth to grab it right behind said head, picked it up and dropped it in toilet.&amp;nbsp; Well, flushing was not working&amp;nbsp; because it was not dead.&amp;nbsp; Sooooo, I took said rubber plunger and eventually managed to send it to the snakepit in the sky, then flushed.&lt;br /&gt;What bothers me is where are it's bros and sis's??????&amp;nbsp; In talking to the county extension agency, they seemed to think after I described house, location, etc, they might have gotten in through wall.&amp;nbsp; Folks at the local feed store agreed.&amp;nbsp; This is an old house and many things were never up to code. (oh yeah, like the elec. wiring.....)&lt;br /&gt;I know snakes are everywhere-(my son was found playing with pigmy rattlers on Mt Tam in Mill Valley, CA&amp;nbsp;when he was 4...)&lt;br /&gt;And I am usually ready outside, especially when living in the boonies.&amp;nbsp; But honestly, this dang duplex is right on the expressway and it surprises me to see one inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-SlEF60X7I/AAAAAAAABs0/tvw1kSXGjjA/s1600/1149.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-SlEF60X7I/AAAAAAAABs0/tvw1kSXGjjA/s640/1149.jpg" tt="true" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I have put a picture up that if you bigify you will see a LARGE cotton mouth.(Over in the Piney woods of E. TX)&amp;nbsp; He was too close to the house to shoot.&amp;nbsp;See him????&amp;nbsp; Guess he wanted to come in, and when I went ouside to follow him to shoot him, he just stayed right at the house.&amp;nbsp;When we lived over in East Texas-which might as well be Louisiana, we had those too.&amp;nbsp; And I have killed small ones of those in the house(they have a very distinct smell, by the way).&amp;nbsp; I just never want to step on one or I will be scraped off the ceiling&amp;nbsp;!&amp;nbsp; I can also tell you horses abhor&amp;nbsp;all snakes&amp;nbsp;and you better pay attention or when they spook at them you will end up on the ground! (and may anyway-lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This next, well, didn't shoot them.&amp;nbsp; Just included it for fun.&amp;nbsp; That's on the Red River.&amp;nbsp; Caddo Indian country over in the piney woods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-Smz13LB5I/AAAAAAAABs8/DMpR5qEJypk/s1600/1243.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-Smz13LB5I/AAAAAAAABs8/DMpR5qEJypk/s640/1243.jpg" tt="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There ya go.&amp;nbsp;I assure you I am kind hearted and will go out of my way to carry out a cricket, grasshopper, etc.&amp;nbsp; We have these weird looking lizards that look clear nearly.&amp;nbsp; Kinda ugly and they get in here alot.&amp;nbsp; I can't catch them, but I leave them alone. They startle me at times, but,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;hey, eat some bugs or something I guess.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Snakes, mice that spread disease, sorry.&amp;nbsp; Outa here and Zero tolerance&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;NOW.&amp;nbsp; Wasn't that lots of fun?&amp;nbsp; Better than "Snakes on a Plane" the movie, which I heard was awful... ;}&amp;nbsp; lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fingers crossed for that dude being an only snake child...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Dreams!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/4812889024054850107-7925021354389540585?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7925021354389540585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=7925021354389540585&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/7925021354389540585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/7925021354389540585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/05/snake-in-bathroom-part-2.html' title='Snake in the Bathroom part 2'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-SlEF60X7I/AAAAAAAABs0/tvw1kSXGjjA/s72-c/1149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-8855330235266448761</id><published>2010-05-06T20:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T21:04:25.927-05:00</updated><title type='text'>aaaaaaacccckkkkkkkk</title><content type='html'>Snake in the bathroom!&amp;nbsp; Snake in the bathroom!!&amp;nbsp; AAACCCKKKK!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; Baby copperhead and HOW DID IT GET THERE?!?!?!?!?!?!?!&amp;nbsp; OMD.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And no I did not stop to take pics!!!!!&amp;nbsp; *shudder*&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I shall now be tiptoeing through the house.............&lt;br /&gt;Pleasant dreams all.&amp;nbsp; Geez.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-8855330235266448761?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8855330235266448761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=8855330235266448761&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8855330235266448761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8855330235266448761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/05/aaaaaaacccckkkkkkkk.html' title='aaaaaaacccckkkkkkkk'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-8996833678448287085</id><published>2010-05-06T12:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T12:49:18.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nursing Day/Week, Nat'l. Day of Prayer and Sunny's 2 cents on grooming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-LrsGph4dI/AAAAAAAABsU/MbJecAb7wGY/s1600/may+6+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-LrsGph4dI/AAAAAAAABsU/MbJecAb7wGY/s320/may+6+2010.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many are unaware that today is National Day of Prayer. This observance has been held annually since 1952, when Harry Truman issued the first proclamation. United States President Barack Obama issued a proclamation on April 30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here is a part of the Presidential Proclamation:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“On this day, let us give thanks for the many blessings God has bestowed upon our Nation. Let us rejoice for the blessing of freedom both to believe and to live our beliefs, and for the many other freedoms and opportunities that bring us together as one Nation. Let us ask for wisdom, compassion, and discernment of justice as we address the great challenges of our time.” &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;AAANNDDDD it is also Nurses Day!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-Lst7vouJI/AAAAAAAABsc/mM_cdeIJeJQ/s1600/may+6+-+12+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-Lst7vouJI/AAAAAAAABsc/mM_cdeIJeJQ/s320/may+6+-+12+2010.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"Nurses Day is on May 6 and it is the start of what we call Nurses Week, which starts on May 6 every year and ends on May 12. There is reason why the May 12 date has been chosen. It is the date Florence Nightingale has been born. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This event is a very important one for the health care system, as it celebrates the ones that help people suffering all over the country. The idea of having a week-long celebration is to allow all nurses to enjoy it, considering their very different schedules. A lot of events celebrating them are being held, ranging from dinners to various conferences and seminars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The history of the celebration starts in 1953. Dorothy Sutherland, at the United States Department of Health suggested that a Nurses Day be held in October the following year, which happened in 1954, when a whole week was dedicated to nurses. The idea was to celebrate Florence Nightingale going to Crimeea 100 years before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;In 1974 a National Nurses Week was proclaimed by president Richard Nixon and since 1982, May 6th is the National Recognition Day for Nurses, that was turned into a whole week of celebration in 1990."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;On a personal note, I have been given a coffee mug with the hospital;s name on it, a pen with the hospital's name on it, writing pad-you guessed it-with the hospital's name on it&amp;nbsp; as a Nurse's Day gift.&amp;nbsp; lol.&amp;nbsp; I once got excited as I thought our hospital was giving us a T-Shirt with the ANA's Nurse's Day logo on it.&amp;nbsp; uh, they were selling it to us :(&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; $12.00.&amp;nbsp; If we could get to the room with the&amp;nbsp; festivities,(day shift-night shift was out of luck), there was cake and hard candy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Seemed as though the hospital admin was permanently parked there to grab any media that might happen by.&amp;nbsp; And more and more hospital's are turning our day/week into hospital appreciation week.&amp;nbsp; I think there are many other disciplines besides nursing that should be recognized, but geez guys, don't take our day away!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Ah well, the reason I love nursing is not for a t-shirt anyway.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hands on was the rewarding-and many times, heartbreaking-part.&amp;nbsp; Before my first injury, I was all set to embark on Flight nursing.&amp;nbsp; You know, the helicopters?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Life took another way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I miss patient care, but will have to be satisfied with teaching or a desk job.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Have thought of trying on school nursing so I could have summers off ;)&amp;nbsp; When all dental procedures are finished, will begin the process of finding out where in the area I can find an actual position.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;If all else fails, I can still groom dogs! ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sunny here.&amp;nbsp; Dog Blog, Mom.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You are making everyone yawn with your nursing tales and plans.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Speaking of grooming....how about you get in some practice????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Hugs Sunny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-MAz5q5CpI/AAAAAAAABss/r7FPrng0ztA/s1600/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-MAz5q5CpI/AAAAAAAABss/r7FPrng0ztA/s320/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+169.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-8996833678448287085?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8996833678448287085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=8996833678448287085&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8996833678448287085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8996833678448287085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/05/nursing-dayweek-natl-day-of-prayer-and.html' title='Nursing Day/Week, Nat&apos;l. Day of Prayer and Sunny&apos;s 2 cents on grooming'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-LrsGph4dI/AAAAAAAABsU/MbJecAb7wGY/s72-c/may+6+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-587273369832004707</id><published>2010-05-05T17:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T18:54:13.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cinco de mayo party and friends on our minds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-HkhEuv7sI/AAAAAAAABrM/ehGaVHxYqN8/s320/digby+may+5+2010" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wilfanddigby.blogspot.com/"&gt;digby&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;fighting his tickborne illness. Things do not look good, but he&amp;nbsp;battles on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-HoKPbYSrI/AAAAAAAABrU/PaLrcwhw9as/s320/max+may+5+2010.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theadventuresofmaxdog.blogspot.com/"&gt;max&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is in his 88th day of grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-Hp3_IE5UI/AAAAAAAABrc/yAIemJ9NZv8/s1600/cinco4+may+5+2010" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="171" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-Hp3_IE5UI/AAAAAAAABrc/yAIemJ9NZv8/s200/cinco4+may+5+2010" tt="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both "Senor Scooter Man" and Sunny went to&amp;nbsp;Lily's party over at &lt;a href="http://mackmess.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mack's&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to lift a glass to our friends that are battling serious illness.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Also, it is cinco de mayo which chihuahuas must celebrate.&amp;nbsp; And living life to the fullest is what we all must do, no matter how badly things seem to be going with ourselves and our friends.&amp;nbsp; Mom often wishes Shamus could still be here, but is learning to try to live in the moment as our wise dogs do.&amp;nbsp; So we soldier on, we party on, as those we love, human and canine, that left us would want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-HqbgEon4I/AAAAAAAABrk/YuxF6ZtY_ls/s1600/asta_and_lacie_cinco_de_mayo+may+5+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-HqbgEon4I/AAAAAAAABrk/YuxF6ZtY_ls/s320/asta_and_lacie_cinco_de_mayo+may+5+2010.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Of course the&amp;nbsp;fashionistas, Asta and Lacie girl got decked out for the party.&amp;nbsp; Apparently Senor Scooter Man only stepped on Asta's feet 30 or so times while dancing.&amp;nbsp; Who knows what shape Lily's are in as&amp;nbsp;he was her escort!&amp;nbsp; A cell phone call from Sunny assured me she was trying to keep him in line and not cripple everydog there! (Though she was a bit giggly when she called.&amp;nbsp; Hmmmmm&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pawgaritas.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-HrzGKFTVI/AAAAAAAABrs/eXXXSMNes4c/s1600/marg1+may+5+2010" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-HrzGKFTVI/AAAAAAAABrs/eXXXSMNes4c/s320/marg1+may+5+2010" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-HsuPRdboI/AAAAAAAABr0/gttujE74FmQ/s1600/may+5+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-HsuPRdboI/AAAAAAAABr0/gttujE74FmQ/s320/may+5+2010.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She snapped Lily belting out a Mexican fiesta song.(She could not tell me the name, but Lily was in fine form.&amp;nbsp; That ta kill ya she drinks loosens up the vocal chords!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So,&amp;nbsp; here is to living each day to the fullest, to friends going through journies none of us want to travel,&amp;nbsp;but that all of us will sooner or later.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I lift my Dr Pepper to all of you!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And Scooter, do fly carefully when you come home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/4812889024054850107-587273369832004707?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/587273369832004707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=587273369832004707&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/587273369832004707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/587273369832004707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/05/cinco-de-mayo-party-and-friends-on-our.html' title='cinco de mayo party and friends on our minds'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-HkhEuv7sI/AAAAAAAABrM/ehGaVHxYqN8/s72-c/digby+may+5+2010' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-3735434532141124873</id><published>2010-05-04T15:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T15:21:44.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Geez-Close call for us?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-B_SrI2myI/AAAAAAAABrE/6x069c56THY/s1600/may+1-5+2010+maddy.+sunny,scooter,cricket,burntoutlet+042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-B_SrI2myI/AAAAAAAABrE/6x069c56THY/s320/may+1-5+2010+maddy.+sunny,scooter,cricket,burntoutlet+042.JPG" tt="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Uh....this looks like a close call to me.&amp;nbsp; I don't even know exactly when it happened.&amp;nbsp; The burnt plug is an extension cord that had a box fan plugged in that has not been turned on for months.&amp;nbsp; This plug-in is right by my bed and Sunny's condo (aka as my bedside table).&amp;nbsp; Also the plug-in that the window A/C unit would have been plugged into if the A/C unit had been in use(wasn't).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Scarey electical stuff .&amp;nbsp; Don't like it.&amp;nbsp; Will try not to be absolutely paranoid until we move.......&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to our angels watching out for us!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Whew&lt;br /&gt;Jamie (taking deep calming breaths..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-3735434532141124873?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3735434532141124873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=3735434532141124873&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/3735434532141124873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/3735434532141124873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-geez-close-call-for-us.html' title='Oh Geez-Close call for us?'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S-B_SrI2myI/AAAAAAAABrE/6x069c56THY/s72-c/may+1-5+2010+maddy.+sunny,scooter,cricket,burntoutlet+042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-6652168167448858587</id><published>2010-04-30T15:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:16:45.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We took a trip! Pt 1</title><content type='html'>Sunny here.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't believe it either, but Mom loaded up the dogmobile with all of our stuff and&amp;nbsp;all 3 of us headed east.&amp;nbsp; We took a road trip to a little town named Atlanta,TX where we used to live before Denton.&amp;nbsp; We stayed with an old friend of our Mom's, Tracy.&amp;nbsp; A whole week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;There are lots of pics and stories so I will just show a couple from our first night.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There was so much to look at and so much pemail, we decided to split up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S9s1K5dQWYI/AAAAAAAABqs/ykU-2VRXOd8/s1600/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S9s1K5dQWYI/AAAAAAAABqs/ykU-2VRXOd8/s320/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+021.JPG" tt="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Scooter began to check the peemail............ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S9s2YtC9SfI/AAAAAAAABq0/STDlB9fLVL4/s1600/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S9s2YtC9SfI/AAAAAAAABq0/STDlB9fLVL4/s400/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+009.JPG" tt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I took perimeter duty.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S9s27JdRu7I/AAAAAAAABq8/WnE_ri04TCg/s1600/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S9s27JdRu7I/AAAAAAAABq8/WnE_ri04TCg/s400/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+010.JPG" tt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;By then we had to go in to get some sleep.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mom and her friends were going to a dog show in the morning, early, so she said," Y'all are sleepy, I can tell."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yeeeaaahhh Mom, right.&amp;nbsp; I'm on to you.&amp;nbsp; That means YOU want to go to bed.&amp;nbsp; (Though she did NOT go straight to bed,&amp;nbsp; I'm just sayin.)&amp;nbsp; There was lots of laughin and stuff goin on with her and her friends.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I gave her a break since that's just how I am.&amp;nbsp; The understanding one, the good one,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sunny&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/4812889024054850107-6652168167448858587?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6652168167448858587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=6652168167448858587&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/6652168167448858587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/6652168167448858587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-took-trip-pt-1.html' title='We took a trip! Pt 1'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S9s1K5dQWYI/AAAAAAAABqs/ykU-2VRXOd8/s72-c/trip+to+Atlanta+TX+LA++dog+shows+April+2010+Sunny+Scooter+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-2267390724033952224</id><published>2010-04-18T10:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T10:37:50.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Ami for this beautiful photo of Angel Shamus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Angel Shamus.&amp;nbsp; Courtesy of&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://astasworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ami&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;, Asta's mom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S8sVvUBThUI/AAAAAAAABqU/EO4xkvkL8Ys/s1600/angel+shamus++apri+l2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S8sVvUBThUI/AAAAAAAABqU/EO4xkvkL8Ys/s640/angel+shamus++apri+l2010.jpg" width="640" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ami knew how very much I wanted something special to display on my sidebar.&amp;nbsp; She took her time and amazing talent to make this for me.&amp;nbsp; I really don't have words to say thanks enough or what a perfect picture this is.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ami has been a wonderful , supportive friend through thick and thin.&amp;nbsp; I don't know many folks as thoughtful, kind and giving.&amp;nbsp; And look, he is in a&amp;nbsp;field of bluebonnets.&amp;nbsp; The Texas State flower.&amp;nbsp; Though it brings tears, it also makes me happy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;wanted to&amp;nbsp;biggify to share Ami's wonderful work.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thanks Ami.&amp;nbsp; Just thanks for this, your friendship.&amp;nbsp; Everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-2267390724033952224?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2267390724033952224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=2267390724033952224&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/2267390724033952224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/2267390724033952224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/04/thank-you-ami-for-this-beautiful-photo.html' title='Thank you Ami for this beautiful photo of Angel Shamus'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S8sVvUBThUI/AAAAAAAABqU/EO4xkvkL8Ys/s72-c/angel+shamus++apri+l2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-5318139501079383455</id><published>2010-04-13T15:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T15:49:45.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy Hearts Today for Shamus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S8TR1uR2r_I/AAAAAAAABpk/3BOT353JM3U/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S8TR1uR2r_I/AAAAAAAABpk/3BOT353JM3U/s640/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+011.JPG" width="640" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with a broken heart that I tell y'all that Shamus left us for the bridge yesterday just 1 week short of his 9 month birthday.&amp;nbsp; He left cradled in my arms as I soaked him with tears yet told him who to look up and I would see him soon.&amp;nbsp; This is very hard today so it won't be long.&lt;br /&gt;He had (as we found out)neurological problems that grew worse as he got older.&amp;nbsp; All I know is I tried everything I could and the last months I have not been around have been mostly due to trying everything under the sun.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It hurts to put down any dog but NEVER have I had to go through it with a puppy.&lt;br /&gt;Just in case any one has anything to say about did I try this or that, let me ask you DO NOT&amp;nbsp;PLEASE.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If I could have avoided this God knows I would have.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I guess just sometimess**T and lots of it happens.&amp;nbsp; Since I have had to stop several times already and can't stop the tears writing about it(it is just now 24 hours) is too much.&amp;nbsp; I hate it but I have always believed I owe my dogs the best.&amp;nbsp; The best of care.&amp;nbsp; Even if that means I have to release him though i hurt.&lt;br /&gt;He went more peaceful than he has been for some time now.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'LL WAIT FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;I got to the gate of Heaven today&lt;br /&gt;after we said goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;I began to miss you terribly&lt;br /&gt;because I heard you cry.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly ther was an Angel&lt;br /&gt;and she asked me to enter Heaven's gate.&lt;br /&gt;I asked her if I could stay outside&lt;br /&gt;for someone who would be late.&lt;br /&gt;"I wouldn't make much noise you see.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't bark or howl.&lt;br /&gt;I'd only sit here patiently and play with my tennis ball."&lt;br /&gt;The angel said I could stay right there&lt;br /&gt;And wait for you to come.&lt;br /&gt;Because Heaven wouldn't be Heaven,&lt;br /&gt;if I went in alone.&lt;br /&gt;You take your time, but keep me in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Because Heaven won't be Heaven,&lt;br /&gt;without you to warm my heart.&lt;br /&gt;ANON&lt;br /&gt;Shamus loves balls tennis balls. Actually&amp;nbsp;all of them.&amp;nbsp; I will keep him in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-5318139501079383455?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5318139501079383455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=5318139501079383455&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/5318139501079383455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/5318139501079383455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/04/heavy-hearts-today-for-shamus.html' title='Heavy Hearts Today for Shamus'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S8TR1uR2r_I/AAAAAAAABpk/3BOT353JM3U/s72-c/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-1499728974615862959</id><published>2010-03-02T21:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T22:38:14.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Circle of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S43hMyOZ0EI/AAAAAAAABog/wmCmdHno0E0/s1600-h/jan+feb+2010+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444255134317662274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S43hMyOZ0EI/AAAAAAAABog/wmCmdHno0E0/s400/jan+feb+2010+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jan 10 was the last time i blogged and i turned off my aircard to save a buck or 2 for a bit. See, the last couple of months have been harder than normal. (And too dang cold and snowy I might add. GEEZ)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surgery was ok, couple complications and possibly one more "little"surgery...aaaggghhhhhh But my daughter came and stayed with me 4 or 5 days til I was able to get around better and cooked me lots of wonderful homemade soup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The time of year has been a problem for me-Jan 12 mom went to hosp. I never thought she would never come home or that nearly 2 months to the day she would leave to be with daddy. To be stupidly honest, probably, my mind has been reliving each day. I can push it away during the day to an extent but at night.The night. When sleep finally comes it brings the technicolor dreams. Kinda like seeing the damnable movie everynight. I am looking forward to March 11, 2010. THEN I think the daily documentary of watching my mother lie there and waste away and then pass, well I think it will be done. I imagine I will get in the swing of things after March 11.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The DWB losses&gt; OMD As I would speak on the phone to a couple of friends there were losses.then another, and on............The circle of life seems to have been spinning at warp speed in 2010. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I send condolences to all. I will attempt to get around to show my respects at each site very soon OMD there was even youngster of a dear friend of mine. Deetzy's bro Sharkey. In a crazy accident. Dammit. An older friend than he ever knew. Wally Tamale. I had been reading his blog long before I blogged. How do you actually love those you have never seen in person?? This DWB family is something hard to figure out. I reckon the joy brung is the only thing to think of when these losses come about. I am still not sure if I know all the losses. Just know I will get to paying our respects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give your heart to a dog to tear.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And losing people. The price of love is high. Very high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We send love to all of you. Hope we will not be as disappointing soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jamie and the sun dogs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps James got over 73 cards at last count!  And I thank you all.  He wanted me to say THANK YOU  more later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-1499728974615862959?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1499728974615862959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=1499728974615862959&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1499728974615862959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1499728974615862959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/03/circle-of-life.html' title='The Circle of Life'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S43hMyOZ0EI/AAAAAAAABog/wmCmdHno0E0/s72-c/jan+feb+2010+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-2970674711837219364</id><published>2010-01-10T12:45:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T15:09:14.928-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow,frigid temps and Mom's splurgery is tomorrow</title><content type='html'>We did gitses free ov thees. ok anok i duz sayses thay is wunnnerful, wunnerful fings. Sins that hows heeter did nots werk, we duz haf wun in mom's bedroom, wun in that kichen, an wun down in anover batroomses. so we duz close bof dorses to that kichens, that dorses to moms bedroom, an so it iz like the colderest runnin froo the roomses wifowt wun. ok anok i duz stays in that kichen or moms bedroom. an that is acuz i am smarterest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425211332973961218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S0o49p1WIAI/AAAAAAAABoI/SbbI46VF0oA/s400/dec+31+2009+114.JPG" /&gt; duz i lookses colderest? ok anok i IZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S0o49JUIf9I/AAAAAAAABoA/asDPKZMtbf8/s1600-h/dec+31+2009+107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425211324244721618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S0o49JUIf9I/AAAAAAAABoA/asDPKZMtbf8/s400/dec+31+2009+107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok anok. Heer is whut i finkses of alll this colderest wever.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S0okieeX0QI/AAAAAAAABn4/Z15vKZuid0U/s1600-h/dec+31+2009+113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425188875835789570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S0okieeX0QI/AAAAAAAABn4/Z15vKZuid0U/s400/dec+31+2009+113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S0okh4jvqUI/AAAAAAAABnw/yszrkyxEbII/s1600-h/dec+31+2009+112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425188865657776450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S0okh4jvqUI/AAAAAAAABnw/yszrkyxEbII/s400/dec+31+2009+112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S0okhhlW4rI/AAAAAAAABno/ivlHxrdtJbA/s1600-h/dec+31+2009+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425188859490525874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S0okhhlW4rI/AAAAAAAABno/ivlHxrdtJbA/s400/dec+31+2009+091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ok &amp;amp;ok see that crazee dawg shamus?? he duz likeses this colderest stuff. I fink he mus be crazeerest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S0okhAM4MzI/AAAAAAAABng/ZFnfPexJklk/s1600-h/dec+31+2009+105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425188850529481522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S0okhAM4MzI/AAAAAAAABng/ZFnfPexJklk/s400/dec+31+2009+105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i jus runs owt when i has to an thos sillee pooodelses playses like colderst iz sum kinda fun or sumfink. i iz the smarterest wun. I duz keepses tellin efereewun bowt that. Brrrrrrrrrrr ok anok i fink they is bof crazee. i godda go acuz i needses tu git unner mi blankees. ok anok. sunnee kin telses u y mom is nutierer van wun of vos froot kakeses. seroslee u guyses. i fink i is smarterest ov efereewun heer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S0okg5Mc1aI/AAAAAAAABnY/AZiF3n8YGNc/s1600-h/dec+31+2009+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425188848648639906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S0okg5Mc1aI/AAAAAAAABnY/AZiF3n8YGNc/s400/dec+31+2009+031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S0oi4SGMW7I/AAAAAAAABnQ/8LoNFr4QYjE/s1600-h/long+johns,snow+24+dec,25+dec+209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425187051447016370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S0oi4SGMW7I/AAAAAAAABnQ/8LoNFr4QYjE/s400/long+johns,snow+24+dec,25+dec+209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S0oi30oLMsI/AAAAAAAABnI/K4JwzWcHLoE/s1600-h/long+johns,snow+24+dec,25+dec+127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425187043536483010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S0oi30oLMsI/AAAAAAAABnI/K4JwzWcHLoE/s400/long+johns,snow+24+dec,25+dec+127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S0oi3ZLkmlI/AAAAAAAABnA/wTzULg2-Dq8/s1600-h/long+johns,snow+24+dec,25+dec+203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425187036168755794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S0oi3ZLkmlI/AAAAAAAABnA/wTzULg2-Dq8/s400/long+johns,snow+24+dec,25+dec+203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunny here. Tomorrow is Mom's big splurgery day and she is a wreck. The woman is such a nervous nellie. She is having a big oral splurgery and is scared to death. So I figured I'd go ahead and post for her, since she hasn't fired up the puter since the 1st day of the new year. Good secretaries are hard to find! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The snow is from our 7 inches at Christmas(it has snowed 3 times from Dec 1 to Dec 31, 09! eeek) Our frigid weather now has been dry, thank dog mom says as when it rains, or snow melts the yard becomes a big mud patch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shamus loves his "jolly ball" but Scooter shows what he thinks of all this cold weather! Uh, Shamus, did you know he was liftin on your ball??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been cold,cold,cold here and Scooter&amp;amp;Mom hate the cold. I will admit with windchills in the single digits, even Shamus and I aren't that keen on hanging out in the yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Above are some snow pics. And this is Texas, dang it!(I can't move these pics around to where I want them to be... So they are all at the top.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom says if you are the praying sort, to pray she does not have a heart attack from her nerves before they even get started on her. (Uh, Mom.....you are a big ol chicken. You DO realize that, right?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jody, our human sissy is coming over tonight to stay with us and take Mom to the oral splurgeon. (They do not allow folks to take a cab.) I am hoping Jody can ratchet her craziness factor down a little. Thank Dog for Jody! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jamie here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are sorry we haven't been visiting y'all. Hopefully we will do better after, gulp, the splugery. GULP.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunny,Scooter,Shamus and chicken Jamie&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-2970674711837219364?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2970674711837219364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=2970674711837219364&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/2970674711837219364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/2970674711837219364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/01/snowfrigid-temps-and-moms-splurgery-is.html' title='Snow,frigid temps and Mom&apos;s splurgery is tomorrow'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/S0o49p1WIAI/AAAAAAAABoI/SbbI46VF0oA/s72-c/dec+31+2009+114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-7787146207311871693</id><published>2010-01-01T11:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T11:33:44.932-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2010</title><content type='html'>Happy 2010. May it be a kinder year to all. I will be eating THESE!!!!!! Luck for the year!!! Don't forget for gosh sake! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421824412996328754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sz4wk9sv3TI/AAAAAAAABm4/rfzmhFciruQ/s400/dec+31+2009+115.JPG" /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;Sunny,Scooter,Shamus &amp;amp; Jamie&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, all 3 of the "kids will have a couple of peas too!! Can't be too careful now, can you?!&lt;br /&gt;ps  the tree pics have to stay up til Jan 2 or later or it is bad luck!!  That's what I was always told.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-7787146207311871693?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7787146207311871693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=7787146207311871693&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/7787146207311871693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/7787146207311871693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year 2010'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sz4wk9sv3TI/AAAAAAAABm4/rfzmhFciruQ/s72-c/dec+31+2009+115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-3220679434184199271</id><published>2009-12-30T13:36:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T20:21:50.632-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas Story, Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SzvPMBfAyjI/AAAAAAAABmw/BGj46QqYDk8/s1600-h/Dec+24+26,09+Keller+077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421154381934414386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SzvPMBfAyjI/AAAAAAAABmw/BGj46QqYDk8/s400/Dec+24+26,09+Keller+077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon, Mommy, Daddy and Rose began walking to church. It was so cold! They flapped their arms, Rose skipped along and laughed as they had fun trying to keep warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They arrived at the small church and admired the nativity scene in front. Rose thought she saw something move in the manger straw, but decided her shivering from the cold was making other things look like they moved. "How funny", she thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy, Daddy and Rose quickly entered the church, gave thanks for all they had, prayed for those less fortunate and sang all their favorite Christmas carols. It was a wonderful service, just as Rose had known it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon, the hour had passed and everyone began leaving. Daddy, Mommy and Rose put on their coats and gloves and went down the church steps. They all stopped to admire the Manger scene. They murmered to each other how lovely it was and what it meant to them to celebrate that night so many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly, all 3 of them heard a very small quivering voice say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"uh. hey. can you hear me???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All 3 looked around to see who was talking to them. Daddy was the one to say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yes, we can hear you, but who and where are you??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Digger was so cold, so weak and so very frightened of these humans. But what his Mama had said had been true. The humans had heard and understood him. He mustered up all the courage he could find, and popped his head up out of the straw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Uh, it's me. Right here in the manger. And I am Digger."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy's eyes widened in wonder. Rose clapped her hands together hardly believing her own eyes. Daddy looked at him very strangely. Three strides took him to Digger. He scooped him up, looking at him without speaking a word. And stared and stared... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Digger had never been picked up, held or touched by a human except in anger. His little heart beat so fast in his little chest, he thought he might die of fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Uh, well, sir. I knew I should not talk. Mama told me I would get my Christmas Miracle if I did. So I did what she told me before she died. Please don't hurt me. Please"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rose looked at Daddy, knowing he loved animals and would never harm the little bag of bones he now held. She saw a single tear running down his cheek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Daddy!! What is it??!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy spoke to the little, shivering orange speckled puppy called Digger, oblivious to all else for that moment. He cleared his throat, wiped his eyes and said "I would never hurt you little one. You said your Mama died?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Uh, yessir." Digger held his breath, wondering if he was truly not to be hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy had turned him this way, that way, every way he could, as if inspecting Digger, well, for what?? Digger (and Rose) had no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy now tucked the poor little shivering pup into his coat and kissed Digger's head. "Digger, you look just like your Mama. You are coming home with us where we will feed you and keep you warm. You have a home from now on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rose was so thrilled. Her Christmas gift!! But she was very puzzled and wanted to know how her daddy knew that Digger looked just like his Mama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy must have read her mind because he turned back to Rose and her Mommy. Both noticed his face was wet. Rose had heard of tears of joy before. Daddy glanced at Mommy as if she shared a secret with him about all of this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Rose, I had a dog. Her name was Tippy, after her white tipped tail. She had an orange speckled body with a brown patch around her right eye. Just like this pup. Tippy was so loyal, so sweet, I loved her so."&lt;br /&gt;Mommy gasped and her eyes got even wider. Rose saw Daddy nod his head at Mommy as if to say "yes".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He continued, "When I had to leave so suddenly, she tried to follow me. I never knew what became of her. Your Mommy never saw her again either. We thought maybe she had been killed when she tried to come with me, but now I know that didn't happen. I at least know now that while she must have had a very hard life, she left part of herself here for me. She was so wise to tell her boy to come here. To send her son to us. And now she has gone on to wait for me in heaven-what dogs call the Rainbow Bridge-where they wait for their people and all those they have loved."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Digger listened intently because he knew soon he would not be able to understand the human words, nor talk to them. Until NEXT Christmas Eve he thought. Quickly, before it was too late, little Digger had one more thing to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"My mama was right. I don't know how she knew it would be you, but I know she did. Your's is the first kind hand I ever felt and I am not afraid anymore. I will always love all of you and be your faithful friend. Just like Mama was. I promise."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy kissed Digger's sweet head again, as did Mommy and Rose. Digger shyly licked each of them and felt his heart might burst with happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh, Mama," he thought, "I miss you so, but now I know I will see you and my brothers at the Rainbow Bridge one day. How did you know your person, the one you told me about, would be the one to find me? Thank you Mama, thank you for sending me to the church's manger."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As they walked home, Rose thought this had been the most wonderful night of her life. As her parents talked about the miracle of finding little Digger, who they knew was Tippy's son, just had to be, Rose could not imagine a more perfect end to their Christmas. She had longed for a puppy, but had never asked for one because she figured she should not ask for another mouth to feed. It was the perfect gift for her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As they approached their house, Rose saw a bright glow through the glass panes of the double doors. Daddy unlocked the door and as they entered , Rose gasped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was the most beautiful Christmas tree she had ever seen in the parlor. A TREE!!!! It shone as brightly as the star in the east must have the very first Chritmas Eve! It was covered with candles and sparklers! Rose could not think of the words to describe such brilliant, shining beauty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mommy! Daddy! How?? Who??""&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her parents just shrugged their shoulders while grinning from ear to ear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It looks like we got two Christmas Miracles" Mommy and Daddy said in unison.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Digger, still in Daddy's coat was looking around the house as he had never been in one. He was rather confused about a tree growing in there, but then aren't all dogs..... He was just happy to have a home. A real home with his own humans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the brightly lit tree shone all around the parlor, Daddy finally took little Digger out of his coat and set him down. Rose sat down by her tree,( by her Christmas tree!) and coaxed Digger to her lap. His scrawny little tail started to wag, and he reached up to give Rose a lick on her chin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Mommy had heated up the last bit of soup from supper, Digger ate and ate. For the first time that he could remember he was full. Now, he was having a very hard time keeping his eyes open. Rose was too, so she lay down on the couch and pulled Digger up with her. In no time, both of them had gone to sleep in the glow of the wonderful Christmas Tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her parents looked down on the two, bathed in the brilliant glow of the tree. Neither of them could stop smiling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Post Script&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rose truly understood from that Christmas on, the true meaning of Christmas and that the Spirit of Christmas lives in your heart everyday if you let it. She never felt "poor" or lacking in anything again. And knowing that Love is the greatest gift, the greatest wealth one can posess, and possessing that wealth, well.....that's pretty wonderful and very special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish all of that for all of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-3220679434184199271?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3220679434184199271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=3220679434184199271&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/3220679434184199271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/3220679434184199271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-story-part-2.html' title='A Christmas Story, Part 2'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SzvPMBfAyjI/AAAAAAAABmw/BGj46QqYDk8/s72-c/Dec+24+26,09+Keller+077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-610989855612285546</id><published>2009-12-28T19:58:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T20:15:09.437-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For all of you, a Christmas Story Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SzmE_twVbhI/AAAAAAAABmg/ABSqvckFIdQ/s1600-h/Dec+24+26,09+Keller+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420509856666054162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SzmE_twVbhI/AAAAAAAABmg/ABSqvckFIdQ/s400/Dec+24+26,09+Keller+084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are late with this. And since I type so slowly, and it is a long one we will post it in 2 parts. We didn't have the $ to mail cards. 1 vs 3 dogs, we did not get a picture for an email, so we wrote a story instead. It is VERY loosely based on a story told to me by a very good friend that is a brave and rich person. She knows who she is. Hope you like it, as it totally went a different way than I thought it would go. &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 Christmas Miracle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The casual observer would not have noticed a very small, speckled, skinny pup shivering in the straw of the manger in front of the small church It was Christmas Eve in a small European town about 5 years after the end of WWII.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pup had lost his mom and 2 brothers to starvation. He was described by most as a mongrel, mutt, curdog. And others. The best he got was nondescript. In a town trying to recover from physical and emotional damage from the war, people were not inclined to share the food they could get their hands on. Not with some old curdog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had been kicked, cuffed about the head, had rocks thrown at him and been shot. (All before he was 8 weeks old) He was left with a limp, and cowered from any people he saw. He was very weak and getting into the straw of the church's manger had just about taken the last of his strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His mother had told him that normally, most people were kind. He had not seen evidence of that, but tried to believe. She had told him just before she had died, about the Miracles of Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Son, there is one night each year when all the animals can speak and be understood."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mama, what do you mean? You and I understand each other just fine!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"My boy, I mean everyone. Even the humans will understand you, and you will understand their words. This happens at midnight on Christmas Eve and lasts for only one hour, so use your time wisely."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hmmphh", he replied. "I can't imagine why I would want to talk to any of them. They have always treated us badly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It wasn't always this way, Digger." (She had begun to call him Digger since he had always tried to dig up food for them from old forgotton gardens. He had found an old shriveled potato once, and brought it straight to Mama. They feasted that night and ever after he was Digger.) "Before all the big booms and metal birds that dropped exploding eggs, before all the people began carrying fire sticks, almost all people were nice and kind. I had my own person, but he disappeared very suddenly. I tried to follow him, but I was not allowed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mama dog's eyes seemed to cloud over a bit, and she gave a very heavy sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mama! Mama!" cried Digger. "Please don't leave me all alone!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His mother gathered the last of her strength to tell him that he should go to the small church, find warmth in the manger straw, and since Christmas Eve was very close, wait there for his Miracle to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mama, are you sure? I am so afraid to be alone. Without you. I am so scared of the people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Digger, I know if you will do as I say, someone will come to church Christmas Eve, will hear what you say and take you where you will be warm and full. A home for you, Digger. I know that will be your Christmas Miracle."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"But Mama" Digger suddenly stopped. He nudged his mama. She had quietly slipped away. He raised his little head and howled his grief to the Heavens. Then he snuggled up as close as he could to his Mama. Anyone passing by, had they looked, would have noticed the distinct similarity between Digger and his Mama. The speckled orange coat, the brown patch around the right eye and the white tipped tail left no doubt that Digger belonged to the Mama dog, now growing colder and colder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, Digger gave his Mama one last lick of goodbye. Then, because he always did as Mama said, he slowly began his journey to the church. He limped along slowly. Head and tail hung down. Of course, as he had expected every human he passed yelled at him to "GO AWAY!" A couple of rocks bounced off his skinny frame. But on he went as Mama had told him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few blocks away was a modest house that somehow had survived the war. A family of 3 happily lived there. Happily, because the soldier had come home from the war. He and his wife had a daughter about 9 months after he came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even after going through many horrors of that war, including imprisonment, he felt very blessed. Blessed to have survived, blessed that he had a wife still alive when he made it home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The little girl, around 5 years old at this time, was the apple of her parents' eye. They had named her Rose after her Mommy's favorite flower. They were not rich in the monetary sense, but they were very rich in the ways that really matter. At least that is what Daddy always told Rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Daddy, why can't we have meat for dinner tonight?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Rose, I've explained to you before. The Good Lord has blessed us in so many ways. Just being here together is such a blessing. And your Mommy has made some wonderful soup tonight. We are not hungry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"But Daddy, my friend, Hannah, has meat everyday, and they have cakes, and..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Rose. Don't you remember what I have always told you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rose averted her eyes. She would never talk back because she had too much respect for her Daddy. But in her mind she was saying "blah,blah,blah. Who cares. I want meat everyday. I want cakes. I want toys. I want, I want."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What she actually said was, "Yes Daddy. I remember. You have always said the greatest treasure is love. Things are just things, but love is something money can't buy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yes, Rose. I know you are young and you see some people that have much more than we do, yes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rose replied, "Yes, Daddy. I do see them. Why not us? Why can't we have it all??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rose's Daddy chuckled. Rose loved hearing her Daddy laugh. It made her feel full of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Rose , honey, no one has it all. There are a few that seem to have it all, but no one knows how their lives are behind closed doors."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Daddy. I don't understand what you mean."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy pulled Rose up on his lap and she snuggled in close. Her Mommy had come into the parlor which was sparsely furnished, but felt very much like HOME to all 3 of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy said, "Rose, sometimes things appear one way and may be another way altogether."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rose's forehead furrowed, not understanding any more now than she had before. She saw her Mommy and Daddy look at each other and smile. Rose felt so safe with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What I mean Rose, is while we do not have lots of money, lots of things and we live simply, we still have our needs met. A roof over our heads, enough food that we are not starving and most of all each other. The Lord has blessed us more than you know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rose smiled and waited for Daddy to continue. Mommy had put one hand on Daddy's shoulder and one on Rose's. Rose felt the love they all shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy continued. "What I meant by we don't know what goes on behind closed doors is this. Some people do not have love in their hearts for mankind in general. Some do not think loving their families matters as much as what they can buy. Some have no faith at all, Rose. They are the poorest of all because they believe in nothing but things. Faith and love are much more important. Understand?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rose had listened and she did understand. She thought what it would be like not to have her love and faith. "Oh, Daddy, yes-I get it. I feel sorry for those poor people. We never know except for ourselves, right Daddy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy and Daddy both laughed out loud. "To think some people don't have this" thought Rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly Mommy noticed the time. "Oh my! We must hurry! It is nearly time to start out for church. Have you forgotton, Rose? It's Christmas Eve!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rose had not forgotton. She had wanted a Christmas tree and had hoped for a gift. But now she scurried about to get ready to go. Rose never got to stay up this late. The service began at 11 PM and lasted one hour. She loved going, seeing the creche outside the church and singing all the carols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be continued...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-610989855612285546?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/610989855612285546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=610989855612285546&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/610989855612285546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/610989855612285546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-all-of-you-christmas-story-part-1.html' title='For all of you, a Christmas Story Part 1'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SzmE_twVbhI/AAAAAAAABmg/ABSqvckFIdQ/s72-c/Dec+24+26,09+Keller+084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-3302862921788497097</id><published>2009-12-24T11:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T11:23:05.288-06:00</updated><title type='text'>frum a undiscloseded locashun</title><content type='html'>ok anok. i iz at a plas i kin nots tells u. i will jus say shamus an sunny an meee is halpin owt sum dude u guyseses dueses noseses. (didya gits mi fowts tannererer, hurree if u iz cumin heer!)&lt;br /&gt;wee is fereee buzy so godda go. wo i nefer did noses thar wuz so much snowses in that wurld.&lt;br /&gt;hohohoho&lt;br /&gt;scooter&lt;br /&gt;pee es&lt;br /&gt;sunny here good gosh scooter why don't you just take out an ad? this is top secret.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody move along, nothing to talk about here except Mom is with our human sissy and her kid-our kid.&lt;br /&gt;Really, we have to go.&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas and please go to bed early!!&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;Sunny&lt;br /&gt;and is shamus-wooooooooooo flyin is sooo much fun *shut Up shamus!!!!*  geeeez  so hard trying to be the only responsible one, sigh sunny out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-3302862921788497097?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3302862921788497097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=3302862921788497097&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/3302862921788497097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/3302862921788497097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/12/frum-undiscloseded-locashun.html' title='frum a undiscloseded locashun'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-8513470956386924155</id><published>2009-12-20T12:44:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T14:29:16.229-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Need any flyin poodles, Santa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sy52gQKo9YI/AAAAAAAABmY/9QSUH-U0OAk/s1600-h/nov+1st+week+dec+09+tx+freezes+snow+maddy+dogs+188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417397698240771458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sy52gQKo9YI/AAAAAAAABmY/9QSUH-U0OAk/s400/nov+1st+week+dec+09+tx+freezes+snow+maddy+dogs+188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandy Paws it iz mee scooter. ok anok it duz bee tu colderest fur whut thay is doin.&lt;br /&gt;I wil beez rite heer stayin warmerest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up, Sunny, Up, Shamus....&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sy50ASn450I/AAAAAAAABmI/eyoGZxw08PE/s1600-h/nov+1st+week+dec+09+tx+freezes+snow+maddy+dogs+251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417394950121252674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sy50ASn450I/AAAAAAAABmI/eyoGZxw08PE/s400/nov+1st+week+dec+09+tx+freezes+snow+maddy+dogs+251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Apparrently Shamus is teaching Sunny to fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sy5ysu1ghnI/AAAAAAAABmA/5t166bSm4lQ/s1600-h/nov+1st+week+dec+09+tx+freezes+snow+maddy+dogs+154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417393514585556594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sy5ysu1ghnI/AAAAAAAABmA/5t166bSm4lQ/s400/nov+1st+week+dec+09+tx+freezes+snow+maddy+dogs+154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is Shamus an I kin fly. Calls me if u needs halp Sandy Paws!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sy5yseR15DI/AAAAAAAABl4/j-n5oiP-W2I/s1600-h/nov+1st+week+dec+09+tx+freezes+snow+maddy+dogs+146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417393510140994610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sy5yseR15DI/AAAAAAAABl4/j-n5oiP-W2I/s400/nov+1st+week+dec+09+tx+freezes+snow+maddy+dogs+146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch, Sunny. Bet you kin flys tooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sy5xO3SFZnI/AAAAAAAABlw/fvHzbG_D0gc/s1600-h/nov+1st+week+dec+09+tx+freezes+snow+maddy+dogs+154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417391901945194098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sy5xO3SFZnI/AAAAAAAABlw/fvHzbG_D0gc/s400/nov+1st+week+dec+09+tx+freezes+snow+maddy+dogs+154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note from Sunny. Notice the "bracelets" they gave me when I had my surgery....kinda a fashion faux paw if you ask me. * Could you possibly DO something about that Mom?? Just sayin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunny,Scooter&amp;amp;Shamus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pee ess we are all going outside to enjoy the sun!!!! Catch y'all later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-8513470956386924155?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8513470956386924155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=8513470956386924155&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8513470956386924155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8513470956386924155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/12/need-any-flyin-poodles-santa.html' title='Need any flyin poodles, Santa?'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sy52gQKo9YI/AAAAAAAABmY/9QSUH-U0OAk/s72-c/nov+1st+week+dec+09+tx+freezes+snow+maddy+dogs+188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-8720580016408143342</id><published>2009-12-15T12:35:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T15:23:15.491-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean Jindu Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SyfYWKq9SXI/AAAAAAAABlk/qTw6otmJ4uI/s1600-h/589544_Jindo+Dog+native+to+Korea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415534952269564274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SyfYWKq9SXI/AAAAAAAABlk/qTw6otmJ4uI/s400/589544_Jindo+Dog+native+to+Korea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://english.visitkorea.or.kr/enu/SI/SI_EN_3_1_2_4.jsp?gotoPage=&amp;amp;category=&amp;amp;areaCode=&amp;amp;folderId=19917&amp;amp;recommCid=864007&amp;amp;cidList=&amp;amp;cid=815910&amp;amp;out_service="&gt;http://english.visitkorea.or.kr/enu/SI/SI_EN_3_1_2_4.jsp?gotoPage=&amp;amp;category=&amp;amp;areaCode=&amp;amp;folderId=19917&amp;amp;recommCid=864007&amp;amp;cidList=&amp;amp;cid=815910&amp;amp;out_service=&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knew? If you go to the link, you will learn about the Korean Jindu Dog. Thanks for helping me with sending cards to James. I am overwhelmed. Thank you, thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big Hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jamie and the kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just in case you do not know what I am talking about, the post before this one has James' address for cards. Boy is he going to be surprised!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just in case you don't want to scroll down, here is James' address:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SSG David, James E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B CO  304th ITSB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unit#15372&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;APO-AP96257-5372&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We thank you so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-8720580016408143342?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8720580016408143342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=8720580016408143342&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8720580016408143342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8720580016408143342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/12/korean-jindu-dog.html' title='Korean Jindu Dog'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SyfYWKq9SXI/AAAAAAAABlk/qTw6otmJ4uI/s72-c/589544_Jindo+Dog+native+to+Korea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-2790360533373249656</id><published>2009-12-13T13:17:00.019-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T12:48:39.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE HELP ME  (Address no longer good, so has been removed)</title><content type='html'>Here are some pics of my son. SSG James David. scroll through please to see what I am asking. (I cannot believe the response. THANK YOU ALL. The address is CORRECT. I have talked to the postal service and the address I gave you is the only one there is. Also talked to main post office and made sure it was valid APO #. They were kind enough to look it up and it IS. She also informed me that NOONE should ask you where it is going. These are security measures. Max's mom in South Africa was sent home from her post office because they told her it was not a good address and they needed a country. I am so sorry. I can think of 2 things. Explain the the post office it is a US Military address.(they should know this) If they just won't do it you can send it to me and I will send it on. OORRRRRRR just forget it because I am so thankful for this amazing happening, I know you tried and I do not want to put you out any further.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SyVIL6tby5I/AAAAAAAABlU/HxnAaSZR0hE/s1600-h/544.jpg"&gt; &lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414813496558472082" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SyVIL6tby5I/AAAAAAAABlU/HxnAaSZR0hE/s400/544.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1. This is myself and my boy. Getting ready to go back to Iraq after his 2 week R&amp;amp;R.(Rest &amp;amp; Relaxation) around 3 yrs ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SyVHFQYOxYI/AAAAAAAABlM/A6tRRvZXJHc/s1600-h/539.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SyVHFHXDWUI/AAAAAAAABlE/qDBfOR058_k/s1600-h/542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414812280183544130" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SyVHFHXDWUI/AAAAAAAABlE/qDBfOR058_k/s400/542.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 356px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2, My mom, myself and James at the airport. Taken about 3 yrs ago. (I have to start making sure the date/time is correct on my camera) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My boy,(yes, I know he is a man, but to me he will always be "my boy") has been in 2 wars. The first gulf war Desert Storm, and of course, Operation Enduring Freedom. I have had a husband gone to war, a Daddy gone to war (and uncles, brothers in law) I can say there is not a feeling like having a son go to war. It is very different than the feelings of husband or Daddy. I don't care for it at all BUT I could not be prouder of my boy. Course I would be proud of him if he chose to flip burgers, but I am extremely proud of my soldier boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He happens to have a very high IQ (hmm, bet he got it from his mom ;) Can talk about anything and everything. He has many credits towards his degree. In law. BUT, he loves being a soldier. He may finish the requirements one day. I imagine he will. The soldiering always pulls him back to doing what he loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SyVDKxMb_7I/AAAAAAAABkk/Dyip3II_lPQ/s1600-h/1143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414807979266146226" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SyVDKxMb_7I/AAAAAAAABkk/Dyip3II_lPQ/s400/1143.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3. James in "civvies"&lt;br /&gt;(civilian clothes) He is a good man. (taken fairly recently)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SyU_x16n_UI/AAAAAAAABkc/nmiKRzxvkH0/s1600-h/449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414804252501998914" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SyU_x16n_UI/AAAAAAAABkc/nmiKRzxvkH0/s400/449.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. James and myself "awhile back" not sure&lt;br /&gt;exactly when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SyU-qRzqIyI/AAAAAAAABkU/7bMXmuSnSvY/s1600-h/DSCF0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414803023038391074" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SyU-qRzqIyI/AAAAAAAABkU/7bMXmuSnSvY/s400/DSCF0170.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. In San Antonio Memorial Day 09 after Mom's interrment at Ft Sam Houston. Hard on all of us. James and my mom(as well as Daddy) had a very close relationship. I come from a family that enoys "debating" James and my mom could go far, far into the night. Long after I had fallen out! :) He loved my folks very much. He loves me too. (Long story about my son the Marines and the Army) He has been in both branches and there's no bad reason he switched from the Marines to the Army, but too long to explain here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now, my boy is stationed in Korea. On the DMZ. At the border of North and South Korea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't explain his job there, because he can't tell me. That happens. Some things are just classified. This has happened with my Dad before and happens with my son. Sometimes you don't know where he is, what he's doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that it is a mountainous area. I know it is quite a goodly piece to get to somewhere nice like Seoul, S Korea. It ain't a vacation area we'll say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favor is this. Will you mail a Christmas/Happy New year card or note to my boy? I can't give out an email addy. I can tell you it takes 1 US stamp to mail to his address. Not sure about other countries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If my son could get bunches of mail during mail call it would 100% make this my best Christmas ever. This will be the first without Mom. Can you make it happy for me and James??? I will never know who did or didn't, he doesn't know about this blog, so I am just about begging for you to mail a card if you have one, or a note if you don't. (It won't get there right on Christmas but that is ok) If you have friends that do not blog and they would send one, wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want his socks knocked off getting alot of mail. I have used every heartstring I can think of to pull.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pen or pencil ready??? Here is my boy James' address (*NOTE When American military are stationed outside the states, they have an APO plus number address. The APO designates US Military and the number is an assigned number to the base/post in the country. So the post ofice knows to send this by number recognition to the area of South Korea. See? So no usa, no korea is to be added.) Man, thanks to every one of you. Y'all are awesome and I can't tell you what it means to me. Thank you so much and God Bless)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Address has been removed.&amp;nbsp; James will be leaving late June and returning to Conus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you noticed how awful I look in that last pic, eyes all puffy, no makeup, you MUST know how badly I want this for James. I just wish I could be a fly on the wall when it happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't sign up for cards this year, and as you know last year everything went south and we never got any out. I know I was so thankful and overwhelmed to get all those cards. For James, it will be multiplied. Please,please, if you can send a card or note, PLEASE do. Please ask all your friends if they will mail one. Would be my best Christmas gift EVER. Post it on your blog too please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks in advance. Did I mention I am SO proud of my firstborn and only son!???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God Bless you all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jamie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS He is single, and his birthday is March 1. He will still be in Korea, God willing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't get to talk to him often, but it would be great if on some call in the future I were to hear "MOM! You will not believe this......)&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-2790360533373249656?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2790360533373249656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=2790360533373249656&amp;isPopup=true' title='50 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/2790360533373249656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/2790360533373249656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/12/please-help-me.html' title='PLEASE HELP ME  (Address no longer good, so has been removed)'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SyVIL6tby5I/AAAAAAAABlU/HxnAaSZR0hE/s72-c/544.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>50</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-5586140741214106465</id><published>2009-12-07T20:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T20:56:41.961-06:00</updated><title type='text'>News Flash  State of Texas Freezes over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sx281BIP6gI/AAAAAAAABjQ/kE3peGD9zIk/s1600-h/nov+1st+week+dec+09+tx+freezes+snow+maddy+dogs+340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412689946191325698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sx281BIP6gI/AAAAAAAABjQ/kE3peGD9zIk/s400/nov+1st+week+dec+09+tx+freezes+snow+maddy+dogs+340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sx280i6XvHI/AAAAAAAABjI/vjph6GFvurY/s1600-h/nov+1st+week+dec+09+tx+freezes+snow+maddy+dogs+350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412689938080054386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sx280i6XvHI/AAAAAAAABjI/vjph6GFvurY/s400/nov+1st+week+dec+09+tx+freezes+snow+maddy+dogs+350.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412689195461071682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sx28JUcNU0I/AAAAAAAABi4/rtzh_ENUP9w/s400/nov+1st+week+dec+09+tx+freezes+snow+maddy+dogs+351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sx28J3vhXUI/AAAAAAAABjA/HjtPjFcviTo/s1600-h/nov+1st+week+dec+09+tx+freezes+snow+maddy+dogs+351.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics of SNOW next time. On Dec 1st.  In Texas for cryin out loud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor little mingo kept landing on ice.........(That was the last day we saw the sun, Dec. 2.  Anyone seen it anwhere????!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bah!!!!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunny,Scooter,Shamus and disgusted Jamie (the puter came home and has to go back again!  Does ANYONE do their jobs right anymore?!?!?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God Bless Us All, Everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will try to visit as much as we can.  Surely this next visit to the geeks will wrap all this up...)RIGHT????   ;)&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/4812889024054850107-5586140741214106465?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5586140741214106465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=5586140741214106465&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/5586140741214106465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/5586140741214106465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/12/news-flash-state-of-texas-freezes-over.html' title='News Flash  State of Texas Freezes over'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sx281BIP6gI/AAAAAAAABjQ/kE3peGD9zIk/s72-c/nov+1st+week+dec+09+tx+freezes+snow+maddy+dogs+340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-8636570515724846260</id><published>2009-12-01T20:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:16:01.421-06:00</updated><title type='text'>200th Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SxXYg8htaGI/AAAAAAAABiw/jY6m9tXIbI8/s1600-h/scooter+with+map+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410468587870447714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SxXYg8htaGI/AAAAAAAABiw/jY6m9tXIbI8/s400/scooter+with+map+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SxXYgiimHqI/AAAAAAAABio/Uim2UWu9AC8/s1600-h/sunny+11+21+08+scooter+11+22+08+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410468580894842530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SxXYgiimHqI/AAAAAAAABio/Uim2UWu9AC8/s400/sunny+11+21+08+scooter+11+22+08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SxXYgSGnXKI/AAAAAAAABig/zs5IWgHGPuA/s1600-h/Picture+334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410468576482516130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SxXYgSGnXKI/AAAAAAAABig/zs5IWgHGPuA/s400/Picture+334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep. 200th post and it is being done on the dinasaur puter. Just does not seem fittin. TheGeeks on Wheels made a right mess of things so the good puter is at the Best Buy Geeks. Where alot of our pics are too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;News updates are that Sunny was finally spayed 2weeks ago and acted like it was nuthin. I have been kinda scared to do it after the ginormous surgry she had to have when she had gastric torsion 6 years ago, but all went fine. She sulked because she could not play with Shamus for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Scooter had several teeth pulled and those left cleaned. He hasn't felt great, but hopefully this will do the trick.  He says he had a very nice time on his visit to Miss Lily.  He keeps raving about her cooking, but was not crazy about her beverage of choice "ta kill ya".  For some reason he has been looking at his map again.  Guess he'll tll me what that is about when he gets good and ready.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shamus is such a brat and Sunny lets him get away with murder! i keep telling her to bite the sucker. Teach him some manners!  It will all get sorted out I reckon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are keeping our dear friend Claudette in our prayers.  She and I talked the other night and we are going to keep her thinking POSITIVE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to shut the dinasaur down before it does it for me.  They say this time by the 4th the new putr will be ready.  I hope so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs to all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jamie and the kids &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-8636570515724846260?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8636570515724846260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=8636570515724846260&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8636570515724846260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8636570515724846260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/12/200th-post.html' title='200th Post'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SxXYg8htaGI/AAAAAAAABiw/jY6m9tXIbI8/s72-c/scooter+with+map+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-3434173257402476584</id><published>2009-11-30T17:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T17:51:38.634-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I is Shamus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SxRZVuPHzjI/AAAAAAAABhY/VGL4RadMAZg/s1600/11+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410047282102390322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SxRZVuPHzjI/AAAAAAAABhY/VGL4RadMAZg/s400/11+012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, sunnee is helpin me. Not but a 4 month old pup, it is kinda hard to figur owt the rite way to paw. I gots scooter an sunnee to teech me. (sunnee sez do NOT lissen to scooter. okokok!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still a handful mom -that nice ladee i tol u abowt- does say. She says I is wun stubborn dude. Part of my charm I does say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will show u my dog momma an daddee later. Now mom says I godda jet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hit and run, that's just how I roll!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;frum me-the shamus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps Jamie here-though the correct spelling is Seamus I feared he might be called "see mus" so we are going with phonetic spelling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-3434173257402476584?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3434173257402476584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=3434173257402476584&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/3434173257402476584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/3434173257402476584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-is-shamus.html' title='I is Shamus'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SxRZVuPHzjI/AAAAAAAABhY/VGL4RadMAZg/s72-c/11+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-7237749029022573923</id><published>2009-11-27T15:47:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T16:53:55.992-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For Snickers New Angel at the bridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SxBPay1Sn7I/AAAAAAAABXE/I5DuICX8I-Y/s1600/SNICKERS+08FEB08+48A+25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408910474212450226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SxBPay1Sn7I/AAAAAAAABXE/I5DuICX8I-Y/s400/SNICKERS+08FEB08+48A+25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SxBO6tnxu1I/AAAAAAAABW8/YbaeYihRE-8/s1600/AngelWings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408909923057777490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SxBO6tnxu1I/AAAAAAAABW8/YbaeYihRE-8/s400/AngelWings.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are so sorry we have not been able to give our words for Miss Snickers. (Uh, this puter may have to go back to the geeks....sheesh) Anyway, I was sent the following when my Tess had to go to the bridge for lymphoma. I do not know who wrote it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From Friend To Friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're giving me a special gift,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so sorrowfully endowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And through these last few cherished days,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your courage made me proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, really love is knowing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when your best friend is in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And understanding earthly acts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will only be in vain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So looking deep into your eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beyond, into your soul,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see in you the magic that will once more make me whole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The strength that you possess,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is why I look to you today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To do the thing that must be done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For it's the only way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That strength is why I've followed you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and chose you as my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And why I've loved you all these years.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My partner 'til the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please, understand just what this gift,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're giving means to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It gives me back the strength I've lost,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and all my dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You take a stand on my behalf,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for that is what friends do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And know that what you do is right,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for I believe it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So one last time, I breathe your scent,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and through your hand I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the courage that's within you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to grant me this appeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cut the leash that holds me here,dear friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and let me run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once more a strong and steady dog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my pain and struggle done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't despair about my passing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for I won't be far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forever here, within your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and memory I'll stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be there watching over you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your ever faithful friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in your memories I'll run..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a young, healthy dog once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many Hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jamie , Sunny, Scooter and Shaymus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pee ess hope everyone had a nice turkey day. I have yet to have any turkey as I have caught the crud/ urch. &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/4812889024054850107-7237749029022573923?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7237749029022573923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=7237749029022573923&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/7237749029022573923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/7237749029022573923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-snickers-new-angel-at-bridge.html' title='For Snickers New Angel at the bridge'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SxBPay1Sn7I/AAAAAAAABXE/I5DuICX8I-Y/s72-c/SNICKERS+08FEB08+48A+25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-4646105249931263086</id><published>2009-11-21T12:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T13:02:52.677-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Puter Woes-Maybe Monday now...</title><content type='html'>I have managed to fire up the dinasaur of the computer to let y'all know that I do not have my real laptop back yet. "Should" be Monday........&lt;br /&gt;This is the one that is so old it turns itself off and on, goes black screen, all kinds of strange thing. I guess at 9 years old, it is expected to become trash....dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Scooter is on his date with Miss Lilly(over at Mack's Mess). I don't know what they are planning, but he flew down.&lt;br /&gt;I better stop before this computer stops. we have flashed to black and back already, so I must skeedaddle.&lt;br /&gt;Hope to get our other one back, in the next decade ;)&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend. I will be by to visit when it is not russian roullette computer style!!&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;Jamie and the kids&lt;br /&gt;pee ess I get the comments on the phone I have too, so please let me know about snickers.  Trying to visit blogs is ridiculous on the phone......"smart phone" my foot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-4646105249931263086?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4646105249931263086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=4646105249931263086&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/4646105249931263086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/4646105249931263086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/11/puter-woes-maybe-monday-now.html' title='Puter Woes-Maybe Monday now...'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-5655479878670339132</id><published>2009-11-18T14:14:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T14:58:54.134-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruh Ro</title><content type='html'>Ok-well this computer is going to the computer doctor. They SAY I should have it back by Fiday. Cross fingers. They are going to install xp and they assure me they can make it work. I hope I don't lose the blog.......AACCKKKKK.&lt;br /&gt;Vista has run me more nuts than usual. (And I'm half gone to begin with=ha)&lt;br /&gt;They are going to fix some "issues " it has nonrelated to Vista. (At least I guess they are unrelated.)&lt;br /&gt;Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;Sunny, Scooter &amp;amp; Ta Da:&lt;br /&gt;Seamus (Shaymus) I'll explain why I considered it and why I went with it when I get puter back&lt;br /&gt;Boy yesterday was a day...central heat stopped working(lordy-managed to climb up in attack and of course unit is alllll the way to back.  Left a door unlocked and took cell phone in case I feall through-lol)  It is a 1978 model...AC folks had already told me it needed to be replaced, but boy I got sooo frustrated just made me cry with frustration)&lt;br /&gt;Got that out, then went to walley world to buy 3 heaters. Those kind filled with oil that look like a small radiator.  While tying to look at box on top shelf, thought there was room to turn it around=dangum thing fell on my head_ woo hoo, stars.  Then I got help.  SHEESH!  Came home with 3, They are safe, energy efficient(elec) and work! (Of course it was the first night we were to have a frost... And the morning I attempted to turn heater on it was mid 30's brrrrrrr/take a shower in that.  This old duplex does not have good seals, if it is windy, you can see a paper towel blow...arrrgghhh.  Bless your heart Mom.&lt;br /&gt;I can wrap up but sheesh...the pups, and trying to bathe!  TOO cold.  So we are good to go now.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there is more, but I will leave further bitc*ing, whining,etc for later.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-5655479878670339132?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5655479878670339132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=5655479878670339132&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/5655479878670339132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/5655479878670339132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/11/ruh-ro.html' title='Ruh Ro'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-8327288013093809978</id><published>2009-11-16T15:23:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:11:02.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Help out this pup with no name, please</title><content type='html'>So here's the thing. Tomorrow this boy will be 4 mos old and he has been here 2 weeks now.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHoXO3cp6I/AAAAAAAABW0/0UvbAyKnPuY/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404856513646602146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHoXO3cp6I/AAAAAAAABW0/0UvbAyKnPuY/s400/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+384.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom has names narrowed down, and she doesn't believe "little s**t" would be a great one.&lt;br /&gt;She wants a name preferably with 2 syllables, she wants a name to fit him as an adult and not one that fits him as a clumsy little bear cub.(which he sometimes reminds us of)&lt;br /&gt;Here are ones she has narrowed it down to(probably)&lt;br /&gt;Tex or Big Tex&lt;br /&gt;Ranger (as in Texas Ranger)&lt;br /&gt;Toby&lt;br /&gt;Wrangler&lt;br /&gt;Seamus(pronounced shaymus-irish for James)&lt;br /&gt;Wiley&lt;br /&gt;Course there's names like Midnight-opp of Sunny... Mooney ...Mom likes Mike(y) ???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He likes to hit and run...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHoWjN6Y0I/AAAAAAAABWk/N2lLJT2L4SI/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404856501929665346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHoWjN6Y0I/AAAAAAAABWk/N2lLJT2L4SI/s400/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why Sunny would be thinking of calling him Dumbo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHoWb2FxMI/AAAAAAAABWc/fBCaWLyW-lE/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404856499950699714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHoWb2FxMI/AAAAAAAABWc/fBCaWLyW-lE/s400/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHkccXoP-I/AAAAAAAABWU/BjwW3q_Fty0/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404852205124075490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHkccXoP-I/AAAAAAAABWU/BjwW3q_Fty0/s400/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+200.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHkcNxvRqI/AAAAAAAABWM/_Gik2OXC71Q/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404852201207056034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHkcNxvRqI/AAAAAAAABWM/_Gik2OXC71Q/s400/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHd87_w49I/AAAAAAAABWE/ImW4OAIF6qQ/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+082.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok hiya, gotta go now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHc2kJpM1I/AAAAAAAABV8/kdqXi9iYiEE/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404843857796477778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHc2kJpM1I/AAAAAAAABV8/kdqXi9iYiEE/s400/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitey face begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHc2f2EenI/AAAAAAAABV0/jnqjXpJMIH4/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404843856640637554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHc2f2EenI/AAAAAAAABV0/jnqjXpJMIH4/s400/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHGQZlpQ1I/AAAAAAAABU8/cJ4GER6yChw/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHat1Edm4I/AAAAAAAABVs/w3zR8C5mX-o/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404841508696071042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHat1Edm4I/AAAAAAAABVs/w3zR8C5mX-o/s400/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops time to run&lt;br /&gt;hit and run is how I roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHatk-g4kI/AAAAAAAABVk/h26-X4qDBjw/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404841504376152642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHatk-g4kI/AAAAAAAABVk/h26-X4qDBjw/s400/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she isn't coming is she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHGQZlpQ1I/AAAAAAAABU8/cJ4GER6yChw/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHZN6fh2dI/AAAAAAAABVc/NgEk_uNTtdA/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404839860884330962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHZN6fh2dI/AAAAAAAABVc/NgEk_uNTtdA/s400/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't look like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHGQZlpQ1I/AAAAAAAABU8/cJ4GER6yChw/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHXg4jmb8I/AAAAAAAABVU/MMOHXEwwy7E/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404837987758796738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHXg4jmb8I/AAAAAAAABVU/MMOHXEwwy7E/s400/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I can go into attack mode again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHD5pz3dZI/AAAAAAAABUk/9p2D6VEbqNY/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHGQZlpQ1I/AAAAAAAABU8/cJ4GER6yChw/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHFp8v2axI/AAAAAAAABU0/RHHlzHQUy_4/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHGQZlpQ1I/AAAAAAAABU8/cJ4GER6yChw/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHGQZlpQ1I/AAAAAAAABU8/cJ4GER6yChw/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHGQZlpQ1I/AAAAAAAABU8/cJ4GER6yChw/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHGQZlpQ1I/AAAAAAAABU8/cJ4GER6yChw/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHGQZlpQ1I/AAAAAAAABU8/cJ4GER6yChw/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHGQZlpQ1I/AAAAAAAABU8/cJ4GER6yChw/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHGQZlpQ1I/AAAAAAAABU8/cJ4GER6yChw/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHGQZlpQ1I/AAAAAAAABU8/cJ4GER6yChw/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHFp8v2axI/AAAAAAAABU0/RHHlzHQUy_4/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the "playpen" where he stays when the "nice ladee, who sunny says is my new mom",cannot watch him close. &lt;div&gt;Also the only place where mom can get him kinda still for a pic!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHGQZlpQ1I/AAAAAAAABU8/cJ4GER6yChw/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404819012870292306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHGQZlpQ1I/AAAAAAAABU8/cJ4GER6yChw/s400/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIYAHIYAHIYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHGQZlpQ1I/AAAAAAAABU8/cJ4GER6yChw/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHGQZlpQ1I/AAAAAAAABU8/cJ4GER6yChw/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHGQZlpQ1I/AAAAAAAABU8/cJ4GER6yChw/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHFp8v2axI/AAAAAAAABU0/RHHlzHQUy_4/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404818352293440274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHFp8v2axI/AAAAAAAABU0/RHHlzHQUy_4/s400/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooooofff, smushed my nose! Not that coordinated so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHD5pz3dZI/AAAAAAAABUk/9p2D6VEbqNY/s1600/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404816423064663442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHD5pz3dZI/AAAAAAAABUk/9p2D6VEbqNY/s400/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this face....what IS he thinking??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could have lots of captions. Pretty good looking dude Mom thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;div&gt;I am not sure, I have never had so much trouble with a name.(Part of the trouble may be I associate some names I might have used with some bloggy kids now. So they just don't work.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So friends, what do you think?? Any you like? Any suggestions(beau sounds too much like no as I told Muzzer. Nice name tho) He can't be puppy forever so Mom has got to make her mind up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Help us out. Though it may come to Mom in a thunderbolt. whooo knows. Please let us know what you think. Mom generally names her boys with human boy names, but...she just doesn't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps(I tried to put the phrases by the pics I thought they should go with. It sure doesn't work out that way in the preview. Also, how come so many of my sentences are ending with prepositions???Getting a D I would guess ;)  Also part of my agonizing over a name is that he will be my official service dog.  So, poopsie just wouldn't be fittin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-8327288013093809978?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8327288013093809978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=8327288013093809978&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8327288013093809978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8327288013093809978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/11/help-out-this-pup-with-no-name-please.html' title='Help out this pup with no name, please'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SwHoXO3cp6I/AAAAAAAABW0/0UvbAyKnPuY/s72-c/11+13+-11+16+09+Sunny%26Pup,Scooter,Ants+384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-1113864834220474962</id><published>2009-11-14T19:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T19:19:40.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seen on the road somewhere deep in the Heart of Texas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back in May when we went to San Antonio, Mom had her sister take a picture of us by this old building. Mom thought it was cool. It made me hungry! (Mom added the small lettering-and has no idea how she did it now. Pitiful, isn't she. Bless her heart.... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvMjMa0PdpI/AAAAAAAABOI/Fxp5rVkRdTs/s1600-h/DSCF0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvMjMa0PdpI/AAAAAAAABOI/Fxp5rVkRdTs/s400/DSCF0029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We hope everyone remembered our minute with &lt;a href="http://butchyandsnickers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miss Snickers&lt;/a&gt; today. We only hope when everyone blew their kiss at the end, that we did not blow them out of their house! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On a very sad note, &lt;a href="http://theadventuresofmaxdog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Max&lt;/a&gt;'s mom lost her mom today. We have given our condolences already. So hard to lose a mom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope your weekend is a nice one. We are still holding all who need it in our hearts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hugs,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunny, the very good poodle&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ps mom says to tell everyone that she is crazy busy trying to teach the little guy some manners, pack a box here and there, so we are slow in getting around to visit. Sorry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-1113864834220474962?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1113864834220474962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=1113864834220474962&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1113864834220474962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1113864834220474962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/11/seen-on-road-somewhere-deep-in-heart-of.html' title='Seen on the road somewhere deep in the Heart of Texas'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvMjMa0PdpI/AAAAAAAABOI/Fxp5rVkRdTs/s72-c/DSCF0029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-8169043579008327884</id><published>2009-11-13T14:24:00.018-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:45:49.625-06:00</updated><title type='text'>History is Made! &amp; What NO ONE should miss. SERIOUSLY!!</title><content type='html'>Well, not huge history, but the first time our header pic has been changed here. Our header picture has been the same since we started in Aug of 2008 and today we changed it! Mumsie, Lacie,babystan &amp;amp; butchy's humom, said it was ok to use the banner she made.&lt;br /&gt;Because we really need to circle the wagons and reach out our paws around the world for some of our friends facing some scary stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have several dogs that need the power of the paw, like &lt;a href="http://theadventuresofmaxdog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Max&lt;/a&gt; He has a mast cell tumor and has an appointment with a specialist on Monday. His mom and dad have had him 9-10 years and he is one of those heart dogs. He lives in South Africa and lives in such a beautiful area.He is a tour guide -who will ever forget his hosting of a BUNCH of dogs from DWB.&lt;br /&gt;Uh, probably not his neighbors or the officials....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403699149625557458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sv3Lvx6DAdI/AAAAAAAABUM/3HPYK1Geyd8/s400/tourguide+max+resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sv3EBE3uhBI/AAAAAAAABT0/7AwfYGrx-9E/s1600-h/015RSmax+%26+his+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403690650680853522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sv3EBE3uhBI/AAAAAAAABT0/7AwfYGrx-9E/s400/015RSmax+%26+his+love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is a picture of him with his sweetheart. AWWWWW Power of the paw needed for him, his pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Next is &lt;a href="http://eduardothesnugglepuggle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eduardo&lt;/a&gt; Y'all probably know him as the snuggle puggle because he loves to snuggle. He has a painful condition(no big words today, when you go to visit him, his momma ,Ana, has covered it well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sv3DSmMNRNI/AAAAAAAABTs/dYmvv2ElW2E/s1600-h/Picture+039+god+smiling+at+him,+him+smiling+back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403689852171273426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sv3DSmMNRNI/AAAAAAAABTs/dYmvv2ElW2E/s400/Picture+039+god+smiling+at+him,+him+smiling+back.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ana thought this pic looked as though God was looking down on him and he was looking back up, smiling at Him. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sv3Ckf6rIGI/AAAAAAAABTk/sAV1iBFhnWc/s1600-h/eduardo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403689060213137506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sv3Ckf6rIGI/AAAAAAAABTk/sAV1iBFhnWc/s400/eduardo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one shows those eyes. I love those eyes. Eduardo is everything to his Mom. He helps her when she has a siezure, and well he is another heart dog. Please include Eduardo in your prayers, sending zen, anything. He isn't but 2. He needs to get WELL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://butchyandsnickers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miss snickers&lt;/a&gt; had her bag packed for the bridge this morning. (Go to her blog to see her mom's telling of it) She CAME HOME though. We must keep on with all we are doing for all who need our help. But Miss Snickers had/has ALL of us very scared. Her one and only, &lt;a href="http://gowithgus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gussie&lt;/a&gt; has been beside himself with worry. See, Gussie is miss snicker's boyfriend, but the cool thing is that couple or so years ago, all gussie's family (before they had Teka) met all miss snicker's family. So even the humans know each other IRL(in real life) That was back when I read the blogs, didn't have one, and very seldom made a comment. I remember it well, thought it would be so cool for 2 dog bloggers to meet. (Sorry, I am losing track-and it is a VERY short one-of what I am here to talk about)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We need to howl to heaven, join paws, cross everything we have that's crossable(not the eyes,please) that miss snickers does NOT have lymphoma. Especially where she is having the swelled lymph nodes. That happens to be where my little Tess's was and we must do all we can to keep lymphoma AWAY from miss snickers. Surely you don't have to have a wirey angel right now, Lord. PLEASE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://twospecialwires.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fergi&amp;amp;Jake&lt;/a&gt; have a great idea. Please go over and see what it is! Basically, at 1700 hours CST tomorrow, Sat Sept 14, all of us will take one minute. As I said please go read the details of this great idea at Fergi and Jakes. They even have a link where you can go and find out what time that is wherever you are. Please spread the word to all you know. Let's just see if can make that tired, worried pack really feel us! I bet we can. (I know the dogs will, geez, they are dogs for corn sake!!) They live in Iowa. For "corn" sake, get it???? ok not so good, but one must keep humor alive. It is very healing too. Not so sure "corny" puns are...hahahahaha oh I crack me up. Ahem &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just giving myself some laugh therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do Love this spa picture of Miss Snickers. Sweetie, we are holding you in our hearts. And your tired mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sv3BJVtEDDI/AAAAAAAABTU/g93oYHtX_U8/s1600-h/SNICKERS+002+24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403687494103600178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sv3BJVtEDDI/AAAAAAAABTU/g93oYHtX_U8/s400/SNICKERS+002+24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE,PLEASE, spread the word. The paws around the world badge, take it and put it on your blog if you would like. It is ok with Marilyn, er Mumsie. Take the bling photo of miss snickers. Please get the word out about the timed event for miss snickers tomorrow. Please visit and support all 3 of these wonderful dogs and their packs. It really helps. I promise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jamie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-8169043579008327884?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8169043579008327884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=8169043579008327884&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8169043579008327884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8169043579008327884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/11/history-is-made-what-no-one-should-miss.html' title='History is Made! &amp; What NO ONE should miss. SERIOUSLY!!'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sv3Lvx6DAdI/AAAAAAAABUM/3HPYK1Geyd8/s72-c/tourguide+max+resize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-8588595087663947423</id><published>2009-11-12T16:13:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T10:22:21.848-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Adding 12 paws to the circle....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvyItRVO4XI/AAAAAAAABSE/m9MMVP7apA0/s1600-h/paw+circle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403343964265701746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvyItRVO4XI/AAAAAAAABSE/m9MMVP7apA0/s400/paw+circle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The circle of paws is above.  (made by &lt;a href="http://holyterriers.blogspot.com/"&gt;lacie,scruffy&amp;amp;babystan&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403344558093354034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvyJP1gxxDI/AAAAAAAABSM/LrDjcRnryLA/s400/asta+wishing+on+the+dog+star.jpg" /&gt;Miss &lt;a href="http://astasworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;Asta&lt;/a&gt; wishing on the dog star is next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss &lt;a href="http://butchyandsnickers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Snickers&lt;/a&gt; needs our paw power. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/onthegowithgus.blogspot.com"&gt;Gussie&lt;/a&gt; is terribly worried about his Miss Snickers, and he needs cheering up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theadventuresofmaxdog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Max&lt;/a&gt; in Africa needs us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And little &lt;a href="http://eduardothesnugglepuggle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eduardo&lt;/a&gt;, the puggle, he needs us too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom is super busy right now, but we will be howling to heaven, wishing on the dog star with Asta, providing 12 more paws to the circle of paws. And Mom is going to pray God doesn't need any new angels right now!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunny&amp;amp; the pack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;Jamie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-8588595087663947423?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8588595087663947423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=8588595087663947423&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8588595087663947423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8588595087663947423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/11/adding-12-paws-to-circle.html' title='Adding 12 paws to the circle....'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvyItRVO4XI/AAAAAAAABSE/m9MMVP7apA0/s72-c/paw+circle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-6477310539340940469</id><published>2009-11-11T10:08:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T10:46:00.729-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Veterans, We Salute You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Svrmmtd2qXI/AAAAAAAABRc/fWdNgz1Glg0/s1600-h/thumb09+vet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 73px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 93px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402884255698561394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Svrmmtd2qXI/AAAAAAAABRc/fWdNgz1Glg0/s400/thumb09+vet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Svrl20FjHdI/AAAAAAAABRU/g7CGCUtYYHA/s1600-h/untitledvet+day.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 73px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 94px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402883432841944530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Svrl20FjHdI/AAAAAAAABRU/g7CGCUtYYHA/s400/untitledvet+day.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Svrm95Un08I/AAAAAAAABRk/jZq70pasPtc/s1600-h/250px-Veterans_day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402884654018057154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Svrm95Un08I/AAAAAAAABRk/jZq70pasPtc/s400/250px-Veterans_day.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is Veteran's Day. It is the day we set aside to honor veterans of all branches of the service. An official day to say thank you. Hopefully we will say thank you every other day too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Peanut's Dad, Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To AO4's Dad, Thank You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Dog Dad of the Key West Collies, Thank You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the 3 vets that we know of in DWB, but I'm sure there are more. Thank you to whoever you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my son James, still on active duty in the US Army in Korea, Thank You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my son in law,Marc , Thank You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my sister Martha and my sister Katie, Thank You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you to each and every veteran. Today and Everyday. We salute you for all you have done in the past, all you are doing now, and for allowing us our freedoms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really, there aren't enough words to thank those who defend our country, our way of life and make all of us feel safe. Thank you just doesn't seem to cover it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God Bless all of our Veterans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jamie and the Texas Sundogs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-6477310539340940469?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6477310539340940469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=6477310539340940469&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/6477310539340940469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/6477310539340940469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/11/thank-you-veterans-we-salute-you.html' title='Thank you Veterans, We Salute You'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Svrmmtd2qXI/AAAAAAAABRc/fWdNgz1Glg0/s72-c/thumb09+vet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-6972449081377822274</id><published>2009-11-09T10:12:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T11:22:11.799-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New kid in the pack</title><content type='html'>Well, looks like that "stranger" in the yard is our new brother. Huh...I was rather peeved at first, but he is showing some promise as a playmate and squirrel afficienado. He still doesn't have a name except pup. Mom says she has several she is considering, but hasn't settled on any yet. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvhDljozOMI/AAAAAAAABRE/8n4yIUxj1CY/s1600-h/11+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402142065531500738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvhDljozOMI/AAAAAAAABRE/8n4yIUxj1CY/s400/11+052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at those ears! Maybe you should call him Dumbo, Mom! heh Since "pup" plays pretty rough, Scooter is in a pen so he doesn't get knocked into next week by "pup's" paw. He is quite clumsy still.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvhC7Y3vTMI/AAAAAAAABQ8/SNXDyajFers/s1600-h/11+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402141341086862530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvhC7Y3vTMI/AAAAAAAABQ8/SNXDyajFers/s400/11+045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvhCdBScpeI/AAAAAAAABQ0/SrXZh6I0sh4/s1600-h/11+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402140819360359906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvhCdBScpeI/AAAAAAAABQ0/SrXZh6I0sh4/s400/11+041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was born 7/17/09 and has been here one week. He never slows down it seems! Mom says since it has been 8 years since she had a puppy, she had forgotten how labor intensive they are. Ha,ha Mom. Serves you right for bringing in another dog....except he is fun for me, I have to admit. (He is a Standard poodle like me. Guess y'all knew that already...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvhB4NorVCI/AAAAAAAABQs/7BCOwvdaFwo/s1600-h/11+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402140187019662370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvhB4NorVCI/AAAAAAAABQs/7BCOwvdaFwo/s400/11+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scooter is not amused. He is busy talking to his twin.....I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvhBPW89V7I/AAAAAAAABQk/c4SQWe3U0Dg/s1600-h/11+157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402139485146011570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvhBPW89V7I/AAAAAAAABQk/c4SQWe3U0Dg/s400/11+157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger is being real slow loading pics today, so my great digging work and how mom ruined it will be put on the next post. Geez, I have been working on it for ages too. Oh well. Y'all have a great day, I think I'll go play with my new brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-6972449081377822274?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6972449081377822274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=6972449081377822274&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/6972449081377822274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/6972449081377822274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-kid-in-pack.html' title='New kid in the pack'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvhDljozOMI/AAAAAAAABRE/8n4yIUxj1CY/s72-c/11+052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-1421590388620298407</id><published>2009-11-08T20:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:08:00.157-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tune in for answers tomorrow</title><content type='html'>So, I have figured things out.  Mom has had a veryLONG strenuous day after I decided to complete my tunneling under the house (well nearly)&lt;br /&gt;So, answers to who that was in my backyard, pictures,the whole nine. tomorrow.  Mom says she is exhausted.....sheesh what a wimp!  OOPS, sorry mom, you most certainly not a wimp, OR a grouch or anything. Why don't you just go get in the tub, k?  (whew)&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;Sunny,the alpha dog around here...well 2nd to mom but she isn't a dog, so........&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight Johnboy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-1421590388620298407?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1421590388620298407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=1421590388620298407&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1421590388620298407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1421590388620298407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/11/tune-in-for-answers-tomorrow.html' title='Tune in for answers tomorrow'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-4216381736771369637</id><published>2009-11-07T10:35:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:34:57.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Half Staff for Fort Hood, Texas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvWnQYs29hI/AAAAAAAABQA/EZ5kk3ZRYnw/s1600-h/IMG_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401407228051125778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvWnQYs29hI/AAAAAAAABQA/EZ5kk3ZRYnw/s400/IMG_0013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvWnAwbCn0I/AAAAAAAABP4/8upXK5UdNDY/s1600-h/IMG_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401406959540936514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvWnAwbCn0I/AAAAAAAABP4/8upXK5UdNDY/s400/IMG_0019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvWljIXdXNI/AAAAAAAABPw/vMIlhsZ1CgE/s1600-h/IMG_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401405351060659410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvWljIXdXNI/AAAAAAAABPw/vMIlhsZ1CgE/s400/IMG_0025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We weep and pray for the soldiers and their families in this murderous tragedy. Here are some pics of local flags. The flags are to remain at half staff until veteran's day by order of the Commander in Chief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(For those that do not know, Texas chose to remain a Republic when it joined the US as a state. Therefore, it is the only state in the Union whose flag may fly at the same height as the Stars &amp;amp; Stripes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last pic shows the proper way to display the flag when darkness falls. If you fly the flag, unless it is lit when darkness falls, take it down. Lastly, when a flag is flown half staff, proper protocol is to raise it to it's full height, then lower it to half staff. The same is true when taken down. And the flag should NEVER touch the ground.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, it is but a piece of material. But what it stands for, all the lives that have been lost for it, as those at Fort Hood, commands our respect as the symbol of freedom that has been bought at a huge price since the reveolution. God Bless our country, and those who have given the ultimate price, as those did at Fort Hood...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will hold you in our hearts. All of those murdered, wounded and their families.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God Bless You and God Bless America&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jamie&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/4812889024054850107-4216381736771369637?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4216381736771369637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=4216381736771369637&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/4216381736771369637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/4216381736771369637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/11/half-staff-for-fort-hood.html' title='Half Staff for Fort Hood, Texas'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvWnQYs29hI/AAAAAAAABQA/EZ5kk3ZRYnw/s72-c/IMG_0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-1262759399879642983</id><published>2009-11-05T13:18:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T13:49:47.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>UH, What the FUZZ?!?</title><content type='html'>1. Where did she find these black blobs to take pics of??&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvMonmx4UZI/AAAAAAAABPI/6HOxZ0VX0y8/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400705039037125010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvMonmx4UZI/AAAAAAAABPI/6HOxZ0VX0y8/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. HEY That's my doc, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.dentonvetcenter.com"&gt;Randy&lt;/a&gt;. WTF????? How did she go there without me to take a pic of some random black blob????&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvMoYDlEJxI/AAAAAAAABPA/1sycrFHHSiA/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400704771890095890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvMoYDlEJxI/AAAAAAAABPA/1sycrFHHSiA/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is this stranger doing in my yard?????????? &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvMoMgcteeI/AAAAAAAABO4/GI95DKdRZtg/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400704573481253346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvMoMgcteeI/AAAAAAAABO4/GI95DKdRZtg/s400/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huh..this seems to call for further investigation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunny, the very suspicious poodle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-1262759399879642983?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1262759399879642983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=1262759399879642983&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1262759399879642983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1262759399879642983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/11/uh-what-fuzz.html' title='UH, What the FUZZ?!?'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SvMonmx4UZI/AAAAAAAABPI/6HOxZ0VX0y8/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-1514677115173675471</id><published>2009-11-04T10:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:18:13.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you think?</title><content type='html'>Jamie here. I wanted to do a different post today but am having trouble with &lt;a href="mailto:%@#$**&amp;amp;^$"&gt;%@#$**&amp;amp;^$&lt;/a&gt;#@#^&amp;amp;* loading of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHEM so as briefly as I am able to relate this story, here goes. Several months ago I was putting gas in my car. I was approached by a man and a woman. Nope they were not looking spiffy, and I noticed they had a small dinged up car. (I'm not good at telling what kind of a car one is but this one was reddish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, they were trying to get home to Arlington and the tank was on empty, something about their money being stolen. Well, I said let me see what I have. (I usually don't have much if any cash on me.)&lt;br /&gt;I found(with change) $5.75 Told them I'm sorry it's all I've got. They thanked me effusively. Then I saw the woman going in to give the money. Along the way she asked others and I saw she was striking out. By now, my car is finished and I started to get into my car.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm thinking how the heck far are they going to get on that. Got out of my car, went over to the guy and said, look I'm putting gas in your car with my card. Again, God Bless, Thank You. etc. So, I filled his tank. While they each gave me a hug, I just asked them to pay it forward if they ever had the chance.&lt;br /&gt;I've been told by some that was stupid to do. "You don't have money to throw around like that. Yeah, I'll bet they "lost" their money...etcetc. " They may be right , BUT My thought is if you try to help with good intentions, that is what matters. And I still think someday some help will come to me when I need it....karma&lt;br /&gt;So what do you think? What would you have done.&lt;br /&gt;Now to figure out what the &lt;a href="mailto:&amp;amp;*&amp;amp;^^%%$#@$"&gt;&amp;amp;*&amp;amp;^^%%$#@$&lt;/a&gt;^&amp;amp;* is the problem with pics. Dang it.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great one,&lt;br /&gt;Jamie (who doesn't think she was a "sucker"     :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-1514677115173675471?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1514677115173675471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=1514677115173675471&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1514677115173675471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1514677115173675471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-do-you-think.html' title='What do you think?'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-1440318685105769958</id><published>2009-10-31T11:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T11:47:43.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloweiners!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SuxmPjMUOvI/AAAAAAAABLg/WY-Cp2sO9dA/s1600-h/746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398802470641351410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SuxmPjMUOvI/AAAAAAAABLg/WY-Cp2sO9dA/s400/746.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think us dogs should change the name of this holiday. I propose that for OUR holiday the following rules apply:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No silly costumes...geeez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our treats for trick or treat is: weiners of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our trick could be a box of poop (like joey,  &lt;a href="http://joestains.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://joestains.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;,  prefers), or, well many of is can think up the trick that will drive our humans bonkers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will absolutely get at least one good ride in the car! Hopefully for the purpose of obtaining the Halloweiner treat...which can also come in the form of corney dogs because SOME dogs I know *Scooter* are obsessed with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sounds like a plan to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the bipeds, like my kid, Happy Halloween!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunny, the good dog at home while Scooter is galavanting all over and having FUN!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps I'll just go wait in the car Mom....  seriously. I'm waiting......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-1440318685105769958?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1440318685105769958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=1440318685105769958&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1440318685105769958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1440318685105769958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloweiners.html' title='Happy Halloweiners!'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SuxmPjMUOvI/AAAAAAAABLg/WY-Cp2sO9dA/s72-c/746.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-454218351253127598</id><published>2009-10-29T21:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:35:29.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ok anok!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hayhayhay!!! lookz hoo iz heerz. bet u kin not efen geesss! ok anok i wil tellz u. SCOOTERER!! betz u wuz purdee suprizereded it wuz me tawkin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok anok. lots of fings. nummer 1 iz i, mee, scootoober, scooter butt-u gitz that ideea i iz sayin eneewaaz i iz ezcortin miss asta tu this weddin that is on whut mom sez iz calleded saterdaze!! whut iz not this daa or that next daa but that nex wun. i fink. yep MEE iz takin hur. ok anok. it iz az frenz acuz hur hart duz beelongz to stan, butz she likezez mee lotz! so i iz picken hur up in a feree speshul plane. an i gotz tu werz a tux acuz mom sez no cowboy hatz to this weddin. it iz sum ferree fancee katzez. an i iz gonna haf mi plane full ov goooodeeez fur hur she iz ferree (whut wuz that wurd u toldeded me Sunny??? oh, fanks)sofistikateded. ok anok she duz liv in nu yawk cidee. i haf alreddee plotteded mi flite paatternz. i haf nefer been tu nu yawk cidee but mom sez it iz feree buzee an uh cozmopolitinz. whutefer that duz mean&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398225296526775010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SupZTmEBkuI/AAAAAAAABLY/W5cl_jvu-uA/s400/DSCF0395.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So i iz mosterest exciterereded! i godda amemberz tu gitz sum cornee dogz fur that tripz! ok anok. mom sez i don gotz timez fur enee mor nuz uh nuwz uh enee ofer fings i iz doin acuz she haz godda go gitz hur cokez. ok anok MUVVER. (I did lernz frum mom. sumtimz wen mom wud git frusterateded wif gramma shee wud callz hur muvver sted of mom. so i did lern hahahahahah i duz keepz tellin efereewun i iz smarterer then efereewun finkz!) ok anok so go git ur cokez MUVVER! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;chox up!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scooter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-454218351253127598?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/454218351253127598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=454218351253127598&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/454218351253127598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/454218351253127598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/10/ok-anok.html' title='ok anok!'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SupZTmEBkuI/AAAAAAAABLY/W5cl_jvu-uA/s72-c/DSCF0395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-2479123425563035271</id><published>2009-10-27T19:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T19:27:21.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For those of you who have been wondering WHERE R THEY?</title><content type='html'>Jamie here.  Briefly(yeah right, hu? Me brief???)  Life has been coming at us hard and fast for awhile.  We are still in mom's duplex.  I have to have massive oral surgery *shudder*.  But it won't take place til the beginning of Dec. because the dentist has to do impressions, thanksgiving coming, yada yada. Then the surgeon dude will *shudder* do his thing. &lt;br /&gt;Here's a helpful hint to all.  In Texas, (and all the south) it is a custom to eat black eyed peas on Jan 1 of each year for luck.   I FORGOT TO EAT MY BLACK EYED PEAS this year and just look at 2009..........(and I am not EVEN going into some of the things that have happened)  Let's just say I will be scarfin down those black eyes on the first day of 2010 and every year.  I'd suggest you do the same  ;)&lt;br /&gt;Well, whaadayaknow.  I was actually brief for once.  Thanks to those who have emailed wondering WTF???? Hope we can get some ducks (or dogs) in a row and blog, share pics of the wonderful kids.  Sunny &amp;amp; Scooter are doing great and are my rock as always.&lt;br /&gt;Miss you all my wonderful friends!&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;br /&gt;pee ess both Sunny &amp;amp; Scooter are itching to talk to y'all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-2479123425563035271?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2479123425563035271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=2479123425563035271&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/2479123425563035271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/2479123425563035271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/10/for-those-of-you-who-have-been.html' title='For those of you who have been wondering WHERE R THEY?'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-1495365518283301756</id><published>2009-09-13T00:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T00:00:01.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 12th Birthday Scooter Boy!!</title><content type='html'>Today our little Scooter boy is 12!! We love our "cuterest and funneerest" boy!&lt;br /&gt;He makes us laugh alot. &lt;br /&gt;Pictures to come. Technical difficulities with the puter.....*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-1495365518283301756?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1495365518283301756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=1495365518283301756&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1495365518283301756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1495365518283301756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-12th-birthday-scooter-boy.html' title='Happy 12th Birthday Scooter Boy!!'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-6520235362035208187</id><published>2009-09-11T10:27:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T12:22:47.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Forget 9/11/2001</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqqBlgsF4AI/AAAAAAAABLI/6jiPI4UlT4g/s1600-h/flagwtc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380255186277490690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqqBlgsF4AI/AAAAAAAABLI/6jiPI4UlT4g/s400/flagwtc2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqqBUOD-zAI/AAAAAAAABLA/uEAacm-a9Ao/s1600-h/AAACross1_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will remember...today and everyday for the rest of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sqp-iDZNi0I/AAAAAAAABKo/gdahhHM4_tE/s1600-h/443729116dTFqaf_th.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 232px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380248266538862866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sqp7Sup1yRI/AAAAAAAABKg/NhuM5nFRqFU/s400/remembrance.gif" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380247041380899218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sqp6Lala2ZI/AAAAAAAABKQ/m2tfwXu9rSM/s400/eagle-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380246359300508706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sqp5jtoyDCI/AAAAAAAABKA/foJUub48LRA/s400/DayAngelsCriedLrg_10084192.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sqp5u-x4YyI/AAAAAAAABKI/CvjYF0bMDWk/s1600-h/911girlmourn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380246552880636706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sqp5u-x4YyI/AAAAAAAABKI/CvjYF0bMDWk/s400/911girlmourn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sqp5Tzh-v_I/AAAAAAAABJ4/jeypcImX1BM/s1600-h/usa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380246086004686834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sqp5Tzh-v_I/AAAAAAAABJ4/jeypcImX1BM/s400/usa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 years ago pure evil visited us here in this United States of America. In NYC, at the Pentagon and in the fields of Pensylvania cowardly terrorists took lives and thought they would bring this country to it's knees. The only knees bent were those to pray. They just didn't know who we are as a country. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We Americans may quarrel, disagree vehemently over many issues. But, when faced with something as vile, despicable and deadly as the attacks upon us on September 11, 2001, we come together as one. That is exactly what we did and 8 years later, let us all remember that coming together. Let us  remember so that we may always know, no matter what our differences are, that we are first and foremost all members of this great nation. A nation that has paid and continues to pay with our blood, sweat and tears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The war on these cowards continues... they just didn't know what they started. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, we must never forget. Not ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-6520235362035208187?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6520235362035208187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=6520235362035208187&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/6520235362035208187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/6520235362035208187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/09/never-forget-9112001.html' title='Never Forget 9/11/2001'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqqBlgsF4AI/AAAAAAAABLI/6jiPI4UlT4g/s72-c/flagwtc2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-6725160951799177060</id><published>2009-09-09T10:16:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T12:40:08.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shhhh- Don't tell Scooter (b'day surprise) &amp; ......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqfnUg1pZhI/AAAAAAAABJw/CEdA_aziMio/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqfnUg1pZhI/AAAAAAAABJw/CEdA_aziMio/s400/032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379522619515692562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        Smiles for ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqflRUYi24I/AAAAAAAABJg/vMVBYvBghXc/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, hi guys. How is your 09/09/09 going!!!! Mom says it only happens every now and then that all the numbers match up but personally I don't find it quite as interesting as she does... Sorry Mom. Then again she doesn't like trying to get tree lobsters(squirrels). Se la vie. Different strokes and all that. I digress, however.&lt;br /&gt;Scooter's birthday is coming up on the 13th. He will be 12. He made me such a nice card(well, for him) and wanted to surprise me on my birthday. Sooo, I want to do the same for him. He is a pain sometimes, but has such a sweet innosense. He's all "what, me worry?" (Hmmmm Mom says a famous magazine dude used to say that. Cover boy of MAD magazine. Do they publish that anymore?? Uh Mom digresses once again. sheesh mom, can we stay on topic????? Apparently her mind flits around as in ooohhh look at the pretty butterfly....AHEM)&lt;br /&gt;As I was TRYING to say, don't tell Scooter. He doesn't realize his birthday is coming. His mind is full of "tawking" to Tan Torkelson, looking for ufo's in the yard and who knows what else.&lt;br /&gt;(I don't know why neither of our birthdays made it into the DWB b'day box, but no worries.)&lt;br /&gt;So Mum's the word so we can surprise Scooter! Please help me wish him Happy Birthday on the 13th!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqflRUYi24I/AAAAAAAABJg/vMVBYvBghXc/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqflRUYi24I/AAAAAAAABJg/vMVBYvBghXc/s400/030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379520365609540482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqflnXfunKI/AAAAAAAABJo/LgxF9OtRJZU/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqflnXfunKI/AAAAAAAABJo/LgxF9OtRJZU/s400/026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379520744402099362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(see he's out there squinting his eyes up-tawkin to tanner he says....)&lt;br /&gt;Now, about me! It's been on the boring side around here. Mom has looked at a couple places, but nothing yet. Apparently we have more time to find a place than we thought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish Mom had gotten pictures of the day Scooter went missing. Most excitement we've had around here in awhile. She's calling and calling him. Looks in the yard, looking ALL over the house. (Scooter does NOT come unless he feels like it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we were walking around the house, Mom was starting to panic. Then, once again, who came to the rescue??? Well, of course, moi. I walked straight over to an open, partially packed box and sat down beside it. Do you think Mom had the brains to pay attention to what I was trying to tell her???????? Duh-poor mom, she just doesn't have the intelligence I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I stood up and stuck my nose in the box&gt; She's all, SUNNY WE HAVE TO FIND SCOOTER!! Stop playing around!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm all TRYING to tell her, uh crazy woman the twerp is in this box hiding from you and you won't listen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally I goosed Mr. "I doan haf tu do nuffin I doan wanna" aka Scooter and his head popped up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had hopped in, nested in a couple towels and was sleeping. He HAD woken up and was just ignoring Mom, roaching on the towels.(He is not hard of hearing-he just doesn't mind)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long story long....Mom FINALLY realized what I had been doing the whole time. I got cookies!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAACCCCCKKKKKK Blogger will not let me upload pics -it says due to internal errors. GEEEEEEZZZZZZZZZZZZZ Mom may throw this puter out the window someday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too bad, I had some lovely pics of myself....Mom says she doesn't know if it is her blankety blank pooter or blogger...bah  Guess we'll try later.  Did you know we missed our blogaversary in Aug??  Guess dillos don't recognize the importance of those things! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunny&lt;/div&gt;Well, finally hours later, pics...sheesh btw Mom, a little groom is in order?!?! Golly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-6725160951799177060?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6725160951799177060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=6725160951799177060&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/6725160951799177060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/6725160951799177060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/09/shhhh-dont-tell-scooter-bday-surprise.html' title='Shhhh- Don&apos;t tell Scooter (b&apos;day surprise) &amp; ......'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqfnUg1pZhI/AAAAAAAABJw/CEdA_aziMio/s72-c/032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-3204802502752795015</id><published>2009-09-08T15:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T15:23:19.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Power of the paw needed</title><content type='html'>The Airedales (3!) and their folks over at &lt;a href="http://airedaleheaven.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://airedaleheaven.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;  Need all our prayers, zen, purrs, terrier tenacity and howling to the heavens.  The aire girls dad has a condition that has no cure and is not doing well.  He has breathing troubles like our gramma did. Please go by and give them  some of the great DWB support.  Since it has been so recent for me, I KNOW how much it helps.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;Jamie and the kids&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-3204802502752795015?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3204802502752795015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=3204802502752795015&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/3204802502752795015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/3204802502752795015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/09/power-of-paw-needed.html' title='Power of the paw needed'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-4704405158022016405</id><published>2009-09-07T13:42:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T14:18:31.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happee labur daze</title><content type='html'>hay hay!!ok anok. so mom did sez i cood tawk fur jus a liddol. no faarz mom. i shood be abel tu tawk a bunch. hmmmpph. ennywaaz, mom cannot git picshurs on this heer pooter whut shee dideded takz this day . she sez shee iz sic ov it. but i doan see hur barfin..duznt mak sensez tu mee. o wel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ok anok. i dunno whut this heer labur daze is abowt. i doan fink aneewun duz efereebuddee iz not at that werk plas,whutefer that iz. mom sez shee will be goin to werk somtimez purtee soon. i amember wen she useded tu go thar an i doan like it. but ok anok, we wil jus see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whut???? i godda stop nowz?????? Moooom. i iz not happee wif u abowt this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anok . jus bee lik that then. but heer is whut u will seez ov mee this day! jus tawk tu mi taal uh tale, uh tawk tu that butt! hmphh. ok ano0k, i reelee godda goz now!!!!! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378803875366911234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqVZoGO9PQI/AAAAAAAABJY/WZ6u-cYH__E/s400/DSCF0427.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;happee labur daze!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hi 5s frum scooter butt hahahahahahahahahaha  manoman nuther scooter jokez!  am i the funneererest or whut???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-4704405158022016405?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4704405158022016405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=4704405158022016405&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/4704405158022016405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/4704405158022016405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/09/happee-labur-daze.html' title='happee labur daze'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqVZoGO9PQI/AAAAAAAABJY/WZ6u-cYH__E/s72-c/DSCF0427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-709229931245504365</id><published>2009-09-05T17:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T18:37:50.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How mom became an armadillo</title><content type='html'>Ok, here goes. My Mom became an armadillo awhile back.  After Gramma died, her purpose was gone(so she thought)  She had been looking after gramma since her daddy got killed.  11  years ago.  Since he was killed in a tractor accident when he went out to Mom's place to bushhog her 2 acres, she felt real guilty for awhile.  But she got over that.  She is not sure to this day if gramma blamed her for it.  She said no, but mom wondered if she did deep down where nshe might not even know.&lt;br /&gt;So, mom knew it was her job since her other 2 sisters were not in the area.  Mom and gramma butted heads alot. Her husband spoiled her all their 56 yrs of marriage.  Guess love like that is hard to come by.&lt;br /&gt;After the dust had settled, memorial was done(Mom found it strange that she had a hard time leaving the urn...)Older sister-was in charge. Then younger sister came in June.   An estate sale was arranged. Big sis had to leave before July 4, so wasn't here for sale.  Little sis had her own things to do. (She has a house here and needed to clean out a shed and send her things to CA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the time came for sale.  Mom's Dad was Air Force, so there wasn't a "home Place".  Mom realized though things are just things, most of them were "home" for her.  That from Okinawa, that from Greece, Germany.Ohio, etc.  She knew she couldn't keep everything so she tried not to keep too much.(and of course 2 sisters, grandkids too) At first she brought tons over to her side, and then realized she couldn't-ha-she schlepped back and forth many times.  Kinda comical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, sale weekend came.  She stayed on her side most of the day-but couldn't help look out and watch her "home" being carried out. She leaked.  Finally, she decided she should go over for just a minute.  (Mom NEVER wears dresses, but gramma was a classy fashionista.  So Mom got dolled up in a dress that she had gotten from gramma's, makeup,hair and went over to "represent".  She figured if gramma happened to look down, she'd be proud.   She happened to go at a time when a couple were buying a set of bronze/lacquer eating utensils Thailand.  He was a Navy brat, they had only a few pieces left, and it brought back memories for him since they had used it on special occasions. Her set was missing none.  She teared up, he teared up. She was happy for the first time becase part of her home was going where it was part of his too.  She made 2 new friends that day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, so the sale got over.  Little sis left shortly after, but Mom didn't see her but a couple of times because she was staying at her house, getting it ready to rent, and visiting her friends.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Here's the armadillo part.  They are slow moving, you don't see them during the day much.  They have fierce claws which they use to dig for food with or protect their young.  They have a hard shell except for their belly, which is soft.  If they are in danger they roll up and can "play Possum". A long time, mom's seen it.  Mom knew one dog that could break it's shell.  A Dobe named Beau. Holy cow. Awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why(may have started out with one of her trademark falls that really hurt), she was supposed to stay with her legs elevated, ice, yada,yada.  well somewhere along the way-she rolled up.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She fed us and let us out of course. But left the house only when she had to.  She was having dreams of when gramma had left.  She could not get it out of her head.  It snowballed and she just couldn't see any point.  Thank Dog for Scooter and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway,that has lasted awhile.  But about a week ago, she unrolled.  Couldn't tell you why. Nothing changed.  Maybe it was the praying.  (Mom here. I know not everyone believes, but I do-even though sometimes it is hard to keep on doing it.  I hope everyone has doubts sometimes...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, there you have it.  Mom is not a racehorse yet, but she's getting there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK-trivia(if anyone is still reading)  Dillos are called Texas speed bumps around here. #1 road kill.  Pic below shows why.  They do not see well. When startled by the car they jump=about bumper high.  RIP jumpin dillo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378114429922217842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqLmlFzqj3I/AAAAAAAABJE/m4ox0NimhAg/s200/flying-armadillo-123992-ga.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 94px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378114424481435682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqLmkxie0CI/AAAAAAAABI8/lREuDNbdR50/s200/armadillo5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378114416433550034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqLmkTjt0tI/AAAAAAAABI0/T5DpgaZZMkU/s200/armadillo+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could tell you soooo much more about these mammels that have existed for eons.  But I fear if you haven't left already, you're sound asleep.  WAKE UP!!!  It's over.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are going to try hard to catch up.  We have missed all of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunny&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/4812889024054850107-709229931245504365?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/709229931245504365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=709229931245504365&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/709229931245504365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/709229931245504365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-mom-became-armadillo.html' title='How mom became an armadillo'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqLmlFzqj3I/AAAAAAAABJE/m4ox0NimhAg/s72-c/flying-armadillo-123992-ga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-5506392687804354701</id><published>2009-09-04T20:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:08:17.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't faint</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqHjIkOcp9I/AAAAAAAABIM/GgsrXpr-El8/s1600-h/DSCF0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377829166359816146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqHjIkOcp9I/AAAAAAAABIM/GgsrXpr-El8/s200/DSCF0418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqHiqKaXvnI/AAAAAAAABIE/gdVw3otE260/s1600-h/DSCF0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377828644034428530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqHiqKaXvnI/AAAAAAAABIE/gdVw3otE260/s200/DSCF0092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Letting y'all know we are actually alive. This weekend I plan on getting back in the groove and catching up with our buds we have missed.&lt;br /&gt;Joni Mitchell wrote a song that is beautiful, yet plaintive. This is the final verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears and fears and feeling proud,&lt;br /&gt;To say I love you right out loud.&lt;br /&gt;Dreams and schemes and circus crowds&lt;br /&gt;I've looked at life that way.&lt;br /&gt;But now old friends are acting strange.&lt;br /&gt;They shake their heads, they say I've changed.&lt;br /&gt;Well, something's lost, but something's gained&lt;br /&gt;In living everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I've looked at life from both sides now,&lt;br /&gt;From win and lose and still somehow&lt;br /&gt;It's life's illusions I recall&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know life at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I'd share. Been playing in my head for awhile now. Our next post will be about a Texas icon. The armadillo.(Please,please. Try to keep your excitment in check....)&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;Jamie &amp;amp; the kids&lt;br /&gt;ps. I dunno WHY this blankety blank puter, The NEW one with blankety blank VISTA won't let me put a pic on. I click away at add an image and nada happens... aaaaacccckkkkkk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHA  I got 2 pics on. sheeeesh.  Goodnight.  Finally.........hours later......&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/4812889024054850107-5506392687804354701?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5506392687804354701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=5506392687804354701&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/5506392687804354701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/5506392687804354701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-faint.html' title='Don&apos;t faint'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SqHjIkOcp9I/AAAAAAAABIM/GgsrXpr-El8/s72-c/DSCF0418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-3822736485895565427</id><published>2009-08-06T17:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T17:12:03.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye C-BUX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SntTjlmKCMI/AAAAAAAABH8/AR56HQQXzS8/s1600-h/%3D_utf-8_B_SU1HMDAzNzgtMjAwOTA3MTUtMTM0Mi5qcGc%3D_%3D-721947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366975251794757826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SntTjlmKCMI/AAAAAAAABH8/AR56HQQXzS8/s400/%3D_utf-8_B_SU1HMDAzNzgtMjAwOTA3MTUtMTM0Mi5qcGc%3D_%3D-721947.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got on the computer for the first time in a month.  And Mom just couldn't believe her eyes, which quickly started raining.   Oh, Dear Charlie, run free with Freida at the bridge.  We don't have words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Greg, Brooke and Opy..We love you and know how you feel.  We hope knowing there are so many holding y'all in our hearts helps some.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We wish we could hug all 3 of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sad licks, heads lowered, we will be howling to heaven for The Big DOG, with the BIG heart,C-BUX. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big Hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunny,Scooter&amp;amp;Jamie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-3822736485895565427?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3822736485895565427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=3822736485895565427&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/3822736485895565427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/3822736485895565427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/08/goodbye-c-bux.html' title='Goodbye C-BUX'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SntTjlmKCMI/AAAAAAAABH8/AR56HQQXzS8/s72-c/%3D_utf-8_B_SU1HMDAzNzgtMjAwOTA3MTUtMTM0Mi5qcGc%3D_%3D-721947.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-5409054745715749257</id><published>2009-07-10T11:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:46:39.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at this birthday card!</title><content type='html'>This is me smiling.  I love my card! (Yes, I know, not too flattering and the cell pic is not that good, but sometimes I do smile-not just panting but I pull both my lips up in a smile that wrinkles my nose!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356872365980345682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SldvCPFdZVI/AAAAAAAABH0/5wxKW3HjSlQ/s400/cell+pics-molly,speedy,family,s%26Sunny+on+8+bday++7-8-09-+043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SldsEERvoqI/AAAAAAAABHs/5yLspzqf6HY/s1600-h/sunny+birthday.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356869098903937698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SldsEERvoqI/AAAAAAAABHs/5yLspzqf6HY/s400/sunny+birthday.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow! Look at the card Asta made for me! Her mommi and her are sooo talented and soo sweet! Thank you so much Aunty Ami and Astarooni!!! I love it and so does Mom! Tye dye, the tropics, ahhhhh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pee ess ahem, yep, they were right on time too, unlike Mom's posting!!! hahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunnypalooza, who would have thought I would get a palooza???? WOW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love u all and miss seeing u. Mom is really doing stuff from when she gets up to when she goes to bed. Between packing our house, trying to take care of gramma's stuff, finding a place to live, and an occassional meltdown, well, she's tired and wants a do over of the past 6 months. Tomorrow marks 4 months since gramma left us. But we try not to think about it right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We miss our friends and love you all.&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/4812889024054850107-5409054745715749257?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5409054745715749257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=5409054745715749257&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/5409054745715749257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/5409054745715749257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/07/look-at-this-birthday-card.html' title='Look at this birthday card!'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SldvCPFdZVI/AAAAAAAABH0/5wxKW3HjSlQ/s72-c/cell+pics-molly,speedy,family,s%26Sunny+on+8+bday++7-8-09-+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-4749382950902802305</id><published>2009-07-09T14:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T15:19:35.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPEE BIRFDAY SUNNY!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday in the yard with Scooter. Poor Mom is losin it.  My birthday was yesterday-not in Aug.(She knew it was July 8th, but somehow her mind conjured up that to be the eighth month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got hugs and kisses and some extra peanutbutter on my bone.  Mom says we are on a tight budget.  I liked it just fine.  Just Mom, Scooter and moi.  I miss all of you. Hope we get settled SOMEDAY......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SlZMnxvBbYI/AAAAAAAABHc/WTwfQVp7W5Q/s1600-h/cell+pics-molly,speedy,family,s%26Sunny+on+8+bday++7-8-09-+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356553053052956034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SlZMnxvBbYI/AAAAAAAABHc/WTwfQVp7W5Q/s400/cell+pics-molly,speedy,family,s%26Sunny+on+8+bday++7-8-09-+049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scooter HAS to talk.  You knew he would...Hugs. Sunny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; ok anok. so here iz wot did happener. mom wuz sayin ,cool, sunny gonna be 8 on 8-8...DUH mom. Sunnee's burfday is in this month now!! Julie 8. So Mom is nutz. ok anok. I did makeded hur a card an i did gif hur a milkbone. we iz out of cornee dogs. This wuz all yesterday since that wuz hur burfday...sheesh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356554160636621474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SlZNoPzi8qI/AAAAAAAABHk/pV0cFLZqIgw/s400/cell+pics-molly,speedy,family,s%26Sunny+on+8+bday++7-8-09-+051.jpg" /&gt;an lissen to this, ok an ok I fink I may be gettin smartererer than mom acuz she keepeses losin fings, an fergittin fings.  She says it is stress, I say I will be a eyenstine of a dog too compardeded to mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahem. Sccoter that's enough.  thanks for the card and milkbone.  It was a good brithday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okokokok geeeeez. i godda go tu sez miss i am 8 yeerses ol an yur boss or sumpfink.  ok anok i will go haf a snak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi 5's Scootoober&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-4749382950902802305?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4749382950902802305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=4749382950902802305&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/4749382950902802305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/4749382950902802305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/07/happee-birfday-sunny.html' title='HAPPEE BIRFDAY SUNNY!!!'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SlZMnxvBbYI/AAAAAAAABHc/WTwfQVp7W5Q/s72-c/cell+pics-molly,speedy,family,s%26Sunny+on+8+bday++7-8-09-+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-1837007724750260380</id><published>2009-07-06T11:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T11:49:10.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ok anok shhhh doan tell sunnybowt hur burfday sirpriz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SlIp8sQa8WI/AAAAAAAABHU/sUvvYzjs6UI/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355389029545865570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SlIp8sQa8WI/AAAAAAAABHU/sUvvYzjs6UI/s400/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom iz leddin me haf won minit tu post. wooo-thnx for all the time mom....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is mi sissys birfdayin july on the 8 day- i fink that iz not this day or the next day but the won aftur that. i fink. i do no it iz on 8-8 sez mom. so i am gonna try tu makededed hur a card or sumfink. prolly a cornee dog tu. it wil bee a sirpriz so doan tell hur. mom sez she will put hur pic up on her burfday. ok anok. mom sez godda go. wee iz finererest but mom soo buzy an stil loookin fur owr nu home . she sez thair iz so much changeses all toogevver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok anok godda go. all of us shur duz miss owr frenz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hi 5s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;scooter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pee ess sunny iz gonna be 8 on 8-8 . hmmm lotseses ov 8s doan u fink?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-1837007724750260380?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1837007724750260380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=1837007724750260380&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1837007724750260380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1837007724750260380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/07/ok-anok-shhhh-doan-tell-sunnybowt-hur.html' title='ok anok shhhh doan tell sunnybowt hur burfday sirpriz'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SlIp8sQa8WI/AAAAAAAABHU/sUvvYzjs6UI/s72-c/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-4599588326635804820</id><published>2009-06-17T16:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T16:41:12.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Doesn't look like a straw to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we are still alive. Mom said this was the last straw. Oh, and she says "Just. Don't. Ask."  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348408626608247538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SjldTw6ekvI/AAAAAAAABHM/iqvKMw5oZZk/s400/DSCF0472.JPG" /&gt;(She's a little on the testy side....) Crazier than ever, and she told me to let all of you know , she feels we have to take a hiatus. Too much to do, we have not found a place to move yet, we are not packed, and Gramma's stuff still not all taken care of.  AAAaaaaand her other sister Katie came Sunday.  But Aunty Martha and Aunty Katie have to go back to CA one week from today. Which also makes Mom bummed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Typing with one hand made her decide we have to just get our stuff done, and come back when we can be consistant.  Once again, I wish for opposable thumbs!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all hope it won't be really long.  So I guess all our stories and adventures will kinda be like waiting for a new TV season or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you know we are actually still alive, here is a pic of myself and my kid(on way back from San Antonio)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348407043069831186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sjlb3lxf6BI/AAAAAAAABHE/q4ERMOUh2mE/s400/DSCF0207.JPG" /&gt; Here's goofy Scooter....hahaha.  Ooops, hang on, he wants to "tawk"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok anok. wel i fink not beeein abel tu tawk fer awile reeely iz not faarerer, uh faarer, uh not rite. But noobudee lisenz tu scooter. hmmmpphh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok anok i hope wee duz git tu cum bak sooonerererst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i fink i wil jus go haf a snak an a nap. acuz sunnee sez i godda go. bruvver. soo not rite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok anok. bye fer now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okokok sunnee i am fru. geeeeez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348406292130018690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SjlbL4TftYI/AAAAAAAABG8/FJBSrwaFoxE/s400/DSCF0396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We will be back as soon as we can.  We miss visiting all of you.  Don't forget us!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hugs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunny&amp;amp;Scooter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-4599588326635804820?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4599588326635804820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=4599588326635804820&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/4599588326635804820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/4599588326635804820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/06/doesnt-look-like-straw-to-me.html' title='Doesn&apos;t look like a straw to me'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SjldTw6ekvI/AAAAAAAABHM/iqvKMw5oZZk/s72-c/DSCF0472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-1104371657821846926</id><published>2009-06-08T10:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T10:51:05.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait for it, wait for it....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey guys, Sunny here. Mom is going to let Scooter tell his venshurs. Some of the trouble was not so much that Scooter was to be punished the rest of his natural life, but that he needs help with Mom and days go by without her even turning the puter on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has alot of work to do. But she is going to start on Scooter's venshurs(he does need help with the" typerering" and pics.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soooooooo, looks like "wait for it, wait for it..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 86px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344983069115343618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Si0xyE0Y4wI/AAAAAAAABGs/_hN27l2Dj2g/s400/nv-renoairshow34.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And one pic-an air show Scooter???????????  That boy has told me all and he got around!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pee ess  I guess never mind me! the Brains of this outfit-hmmmpphhh...guess eventually I will get to show my road trip to San Antonio.(I wasn't allowed at Gramma's memorial service. Can you even BELIEVE IT????)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-1104371657821846926?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1104371657821846926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=1104371657821846926&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1104371657821846926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1104371657821846926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/06/wait-for-it-wait-for-it.html' title='Wait for it, wait for it....'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Si0xyE0Y4wI/AAAAAAAABGs/_hN27l2Dj2g/s72-c/nv-renoairshow34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-3643666307796796640</id><published>2009-06-07T08:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T09:02:28.348-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 90th BIRTHDAY BUSTER'S GRRAMMA!</title><content type='html'>This is Buster's Grramma.  She is so pretty isn't she?  She is having a special bithday today and is 90 which if you do the math, carry the 7 , uh, well let's just say she is hundreds of dog years old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344582773217540562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SivFtyZNudI/AAAAAAAABGk/aluUjZECRWo/s400/Buster%27s+Grramma" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We, Scooter and I, wrote her an e-mail to ask her if she could sorta be our adopted gramma since ours left for heaven.  Guess what?   She said yes!  And Buster said he'd share with us, even though he didn't really like to share that much.  Thanks Buster, and thanks Grandi for being our adopted grramma!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We hope you have the bestest and goodest and happiest birthday ever!!!  We hope you got our card we put in the big blue mailbox.  We wish we could come and have cake with you, Grandi!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Big ol' Texas size hugs Grandi!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunny&amp;amp;Scooter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pee ess hay,hay grandi, it iz mee. scooter. fanks fur beeein owr nu gramuvver.  happeee burpday!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-3643666307796796640?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3643666307796796640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=3643666307796796640&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/3643666307796796640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/3643666307796796640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-90th-birthday-busters-grramma.html' title='HAPPY 90th BIRTHDAY BUSTER&apos;S GRRAMMA!'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SivFtyZNudI/AAAAAAAABGk/aluUjZECRWo/s72-c/Buster%27s+Grramma' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-7936941406421009237</id><published>2009-06-03T08:06:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:24:27.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you help me with Mom?</title><content type='html'>Sunny here. I'm afraid Scooter won't be telling his tale for at least a week, unless Mom relents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343094898897277970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SiZ8gGn5VBI/AAAAAAAABGc/3GgMeCpsx2k/s400/2145.jpg" /&gt; During his talkin to, he was banished from the puter for all time. Hard to tell if he is actually considering remorse , ticked off or just thinking on his "venshurs". (hmm do I see a little sneer there? or is it just his lip caught on his tooth...) Then she told him after she calmed down(which no tellin when that would be) she'd reconsider the amount of time.&lt;br /&gt;He's been telling me the things he's done and I'm quite surprised myself. I really didn't know he was so reasourceful. I guess he really is "smaterer than efereewon finks".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to work on Mom to let up alittle on him so he can tell his adventures. Apparently a little dude like Scooter can talk strangers into most anything and they always end up being his friend for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll let Scooter tell the rest. He picked a bad time when Mom was already on edge anyhow with all that is going on.&lt;br /&gt;(For those that don't know since our gramma died and has now had her memorial service-Mom and her sister are having to do the stuff you do with gramma's things. Very emotional time for them. People are strange. I've seen Mom and Aunty Martha go from laughing their heads off to sobbing and crying. I get it, but I don't know if Scooter does. And Mom and us sundogs are trying to also pack up and find a place to move at the same time.) I'm trying to explain all this to Scooter so he might understand why the timing of his adventure was not great.&lt;br /&gt;I'll work on Mom so Scooter can tell his stories. He has told me, that he and Tanner, his twin overat &lt;a href="http://joestains.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://joestains.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; , have what lots of twins have. Telepathic communication....I dunno about that. But he claims that is how he kept in touch with Tanner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SiZ21mX42LI/AAAAAAAABGI/Gr68DvFlPZY/s1600-h/1506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343088671127558322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SiZ21mX42LI/AAAAAAAABGI/Gr68DvFlPZY/s400/1506.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom decided I could put up ONE picture for Scooter. In a huge rodeo. That Scooter....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try my hardest to get Mom to relent. Because I've actually been enjoying the stories. uh, what Mom? Uh,ok,don't encourage him?? OK We will talk later Scooter ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it will help if y'all help me with Mom and ask for some leniency. I'm feelin a little sorry for the little dude now. Can you believe that??&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;Sunny&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-7936941406421009237?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7936941406421009237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=7936941406421009237&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/7936941406421009237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/7936941406421009237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/06/reporting-in.html' title='Can you help me with Mom?'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SiZ8gGn5VBI/AAAAAAAABGc/3GgMeCpsx2k/s72-c/2145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-6492750626790827209</id><published>2009-06-01T21:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T22:02:13.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>shhh-</title><content type='html'>ok anok. so this is scooter.  i haf ben hafing the besterest times. u wood not beleef all i haf ben dooing or whar i am now.  frum an undiscloseded loca, uh luca, uh plaas i am typeringing this.&lt;br /&gt;so ok anok. i am reddee tu go home an i wil bee gitting there not this day but the nex day.  hahahahahahaha i haf dun so manee cool fings an i haf makeded soo manee frenz.  sum u will be feree surprizeded at.&lt;br /&gt; so ok anok. i will show all of u picshurs of my ventures an acashun.   acors my twinnerer Tannerer haf knoweded ware i wuz mos ov this time.  but like a gud twinnerer he haf kep his mouf shut. Fanks Tannerer. nex time we will go togever.&lt;br /&gt;so ok anok. i will tell u alll abowt it next day from this day-i fink that is calleded tumorow. i fink.&lt;br /&gt;Jus wate til u heer. hahahahahaha  uh oh-godda go stealth fur now.&lt;br /&gt;high 5s&lt;br /&gt;scooter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-6492750626790827209?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6492750626790827209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=6492750626790827209&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/6492750626790827209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/6492750626790827209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/06/shhh.html' title='shhh-'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-8885658558070188260</id><published>2009-05-29T15:33:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T17:35:48.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking News</title><content type='html'>Holy guacamoley, Scooter is still not here. Tanner, &lt;a href="http://joestains.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://joestains.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;  ,(Mom can't make a name a link-duh Mom) Anyhow, Tanner dropped Scooter off here. We got a call from Scooter this morning.&lt;a href="http://joestains.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341368088386179714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SiBZ-gLdkoI/AAAAAAAABFw/2Ysnj8Kgnr4/s400/ftoqcl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://joestains.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turns out it was not Snoop Dog's place where the mansion and big cars were. It was this guy. Mark Cuban, a billionare here in TX. He owns the Dallas b ball team. Some rich dude alright.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 65px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 90px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341347952210123954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SiBHqbE-nLI/AAAAAAAABEw/-FC4rkvi6Q8/s400/mark_cuban_mug.jpg" /&gt;Scooter swears he wasn't asked to leave because he was peeing on everything.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmmm. sure....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pub Tanner found turned out to be in Waco! About 2 hours south of here. According to Scooter's call, he "finks he shood haf a kayshun too". He said he was having a nice time and had met lots of nice drunks, I mean folks at the pub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom told him we would come get him, but he said Nope,he wasn't "froo wif his kayshun", he was going to try to get hold of a plane(You do remember our grandaddy, the Air Force pilot taught him to fly, right? Why is beyond me!) You may remember seeing him in his flight sunglasses last October.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341360889558713122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SiBTbedPwyI/AAAAAAAABFo/zS7M8yYTN20/s400/249.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is hollaring "SCOOTER!!" He then goes on to say if that doesn't work out he's going to grab himself a horse. Just a good ol Texas cowboy who loves to ride. (Our saddle is here at home, so...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 159px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341360878433970498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SiBTa1A5qUI/AAAAAAAABFg/e1PEV5UneG0/s400/Picture+9+08+054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341352157705994098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SiBLfNxU_3I/AAAAAAAABE4/H_So6p5Wn6A/s400/1829.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he said something abowt just being a child of the wind and that he was born to be wild?!?!? And hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom is calling in the TEXAS RANGERS!! They always get their man. Or in this case, Chihuahua. They even got Bonnie &amp;amp; Clyde. (They have cars and helicopters too, but we feel like Scooter has a better chance at snagging a horse than a plane. We HOPE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341355885126037618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SiBO4LfhMHI/AAAAAAAABFI/azbNshEjP0A/s400/1977.jpg" /&gt; To be continued........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy I hope he gets in the biggest trouble EVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pee Ess. Mom hopes he doesn't go the wrong way and hit the border. Those Beagle Border Guards are real stict and of course Scooter doesn't have his papers with him....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341368096521649474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SiBZ--fG_UI/AAAAAAAABF4/C4oqY7fcsMY/s400/1981.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(this is just a cute pics of dogs, not any statement on immigration ,k? Jamie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-8885658558070188260?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8885658558070188260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=8885658558070188260&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8885658558070188260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8885658558070188260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/breaking-news.html' title='Breaking News'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SiBZ-gLdkoI/AAAAAAAABFw/2Ysnj8Kgnr4/s72-c/ftoqcl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-1358159082603748302</id><published>2009-05-27T08:42:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:06:30.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where in the world is Scooter???</title><content type='html'>Well, sheesh, when last we saw him Scooter was dragged kicking and whining to "the big howse, the lock up, etc,etc" In reality he was going to board at Doc Randy's for 3 days. And here are pics of the last time we saw him...&lt;br /&gt;Doc was trying to tell him the theatrics were not necessary, he wasn't a "warden" and for Scooter to put on his "big boy pants"! (And please stop raking the bars with his bowl, and stop with the "free Scooter" stuff)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340500078082405602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sh1Ehp0MNOI/AAAAAAAABC8/MBqua53_ol0/s400/736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he gave it up and tried the pitiful look........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340500072684529986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sh1EhVtPKUI/AAAAAAAABC0/F1iqFuCprgs/s400/735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, we had to go, so it didn't work. So we were shocked to find him gone when we returned. Doc was puzzled. (and worried) He had never had a jail break before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we put two and two together and thought TANNER!!! yep, he answered Scooter's call for "halp". (Following awesome photos by Rhonda, mom at &lt;a href="http://joestains.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://joestains.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. Joey and Tanner's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340505843096757442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sh1JxOKuJMI/AAAAAAAABDE/X0gQK7a5or0/s400/tanner+conductin+jail+break+5+09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Apparently they had a great time...parades, dropped in on random BBQs here and there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340505844593007970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sh1JxTvdHWI/AAAAAAAABDM/8AgC0X_96uE/s400/Scooter++Tanner+parade+after+jailbreak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340507413287634178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sh1LMnlZhQI/AAAAAAAABDs/G8mZ-P53uTE/s400/Scooter+tanner+%40+BBQs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, then this. Didn't look good.......&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340507005455239570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sh1K04SlCZI/AAAAAAAABDU/p1m0xvMSDBY/s400/scooter+tanner+mem+day+09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah,it was all fun and games and sure enough, suddenly the festive holiday turned a bit ugly. They burned down someone's garage! Sheesh. Those twins...the "DOOFI boys"(doofi=plural of doofus) Tanner wanted a picture of the firemen.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sh1K-nlZ4HI/AAAAAAAABDk/zb7Duss5k1A/s1600-h/Mem+day+firemen+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340507172769489010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sh1K-nlZ4HI/AAAAAAAABDk/zb7Duss5k1A/s400/Mem+day+firemen+09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sh1K-nlZ4HI/AAAAAAAABDk/zb7Duss5k1A/s1600-h/Mem+day+firemen+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Tanner is grounded,(again), and he told his pawrents he had dropped Scooter off at home. Uh, well, we haven't found him yet. No doubt he is hiding....&lt;br /&gt;Mom says we'll keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs, Sunny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-1358159082603748302?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1358159082603748302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=1358159082603748302&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1358159082603748302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1358159082603748302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/where-in-world-is-scooter_27.html' title='Where in the world is Scooter???'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sh1Ehp0MNOI/AAAAAAAABC8/MBqua53_ol0/s72-c/736.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-4748306201017363105</id><published>2009-05-25T13:27:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T14:51:01.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Remember</title><content type='html'>On this Memorial day, we remember all who served our country who are no longer with us. Some fell in battle, some retired and lived out their natural lives,some in accidents,some due to illnesses. All served and sacrificed for this great nation. Thank you to all of you who now rest in peace. "They also serve who stand and wait" Service spouses are one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339832367098873586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/ShrlPwkPxvI/AAAAAAAABBU/3wnUN6Xtdnw/s400/Scooterin+jail+trip+to+SA+Ft+Sam+txranger+museum+5-21-524+09+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339834029569054306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/ShrmwhwBlmI/AAAAAAAABBs/HY_xRUAS62s/s400/Scooterin+jail+trip+to+SA+Ft+Sam+txranger+museum+5-21-524+09+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This circle of flags had every state flag, every branch of the service flags, many,many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fort Sam Houston in San Antonio TX is an old and very big National cemetary. The pictures are from Ft. Sam. (As you know, Mom 's remains were interred with Daddy's Friday, May 22.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339833608011666338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/ShrmX_U6U6I/AAAAAAAABBk/6PZLPvhxFl4/s400/Scooterin+jail+trip+to+SA+Ft+Sam+txranger+museum+5-21-524+09+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339836001502096178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/ShrojTxf6zI/AAAAAAAABCU/kBnbSoaDGFk/s400/Scooterin+jail+trip+to+SA+Ft+Sam+txranger+museum+5-21-524+09+150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339835728749540898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/ShroTbsONiI/AAAAAAAABCM/BQSYN9mobBU/s400/Scooterin+jail+trip+to+SA+Ft+Sam+txranger+museum+5-21-524+09+155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339834968805211922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/ShrnnMrX_xI/AAAAAAAABB8/Iz8XSrqvVz0/s400/Scooterin+jail+trip+to+SA+Ft+Sam+txranger+museum+5-21-524+09+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339835240497779378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Shrn3Az7krI/AAAAAAAABCE/JyHbCJlJPNk/s400/Scooterin+jail+trip+to+SA+Ft+Sam+txranger+museum+5-21-524+09+141.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My grandaughtr, Maddy, with a pink carnation she wanted to put on the gravesite herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339832774168274962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/ShrlndBJ6BI/AAAAAAAABBc/O1S73pEvI2k/s400/Scooterin+jail+trip+to+SA+Ft+Sam+txranger+museum+5-21-524+09+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My son and daughter after our service for Mom.&lt;br /&gt;Yes WE REMEMBER ALL OF YOU AT REST. GOD BLESS YOU ALL. And if you will , take a little time out from your barbecues to remember all of the men and women who haved allowed us to live in this great nation. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-4748306201017363105?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4748306201017363105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=4748306201017363105&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/4748306201017363105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/4748306201017363105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-remember.html' title='We Remember'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/ShrlPwkPxvI/AAAAAAAABBU/3wnUN6Xtdnw/s72-c/Scooterin+jail+trip+to+SA+Ft+Sam+txranger+museum+5-21-524+09+085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-147088527008226102</id><published>2009-05-21T05:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T06:01:40.409-05:00</updated><title type='text'>well bruvver</title><content type='html'>ok anok.  gess whut?  i am goin to the slammer.  member that dogtur?  i iz goin tu stay in his jail today til Sat nite or mon mornin.&lt;br /&gt;ok anok an just wheer will Sunny be?????  Wif Mom in san antonyo, in a motel?!?!  this is abuz plane an simpel.  yessiree bobtale kiten.  not that i doan like dogtur wenshe.  BUT. howz cum i doan git tu go. hu HU?!?!BRUVVER  this heer iz no farez. ok anok&lt;br /&gt;OK anOK So i wil prof uh pervri uh, show u picshurz lader ov PRUFF!&lt;br /&gt;So, uh, well tannerer, kin u fly ofer an spring mee frum this heer jail, slammer, this heer big howse, the lockup?  halp. I needz u twinnerer. wee cood haf sum funz of owr own.&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOPZ her cumz mom.  i risk mi life postin this. i alreddee heerz thoz keys raddlin ov the wardon.  anok. i needz u tannerer. PLEEZ!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok anok godda go.  noz tellin wat wud hapen if mom cawt me.  SIGH&lt;br /&gt;goin into stealth mode now. ok anok.  FREE SCOOTER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;sad hi 5Scooters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-147088527008226102?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/147088527008226102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=147088527008226102&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/147088527008226102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/147088527008226102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-bruvver.html' title='well bruvver'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-6552301656345997824</id><published>2009-05-20T09:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T09:42:12.072-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, well Mom did find a new puter. She found a deal on a Toshiba. Problem is there hasn't been time to learn it. Martha, my sister from CA. drove in yesterday and tomorrow we leave for San Antonio for Mom's interment at Fort Sam Houston National cemetary,where we will have our service and the urn will be burried with Daddy,(just think bunkbed style. That is how spouses have one plot.) So lots of things to be done to get ready to head out in the morning. Guess my normal attire of jeans won't fly. About 5 hour drive and we neet the Air Force Chaplain at 1:30 on Friday. The service to be at 2 (1400 hours in military time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=She was sooo happy to see Martha. She is her big sister and best friend. She just had to hug her and cry some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before Martha got here yesterday Mom had to take her Mom and Daddy's dog Molly to Randy-the Doc. Without going into detail, we helped Molly cross the bridge and she is with Mom and Daddy now. She was 16, but every since Mom went to the hospital and particularly after she died, Molly has gone down hill quickly. There was nothing he could do for her, so Mom just held her and talked to her as she left. She has a pictue(phone pic) of her while she was holding her waiting for Doc.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337911783588258402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/ShQSfFcmYmI/AAAAAAAABA0/Gz5guVn51jc/s400/519+09+Molly+Speedy+Maddy+urn+Stump+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Goodbye sweet Molly. Say hi to Gramma and Granddaddy for all of us.&lt;/p&gt;This is Speedy, our other cousin (he is Tess's brother) He will go back to CA with Martha. She is staying here for six weeks so Mom and she can take care of Gramma's things. We will all move in the next couple of months. We just don't know exactly when though or where. (But we will be staying in Texas, and find a place closer to Mom's daughter Jody, and our kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337913029853984050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/ShQTnoJgNTI/AAAAAAAABA8/1I5Z50nzCSE/s400/519+09+Molly+Speedy+Maddy+urn+Stump+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We have to go. Mom has bazillion things to do. And just so you know we are alive and well here are pics of us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337915160899405922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/ShQVjq6UyGI/AAAAAAAABBE/q2xHOIhNty8/s400/Sunny+with+toy+april+09+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337915718780464594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/ShQWEJLiLdI/AAAAAAAABBM/jN7oStufokI/s400/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;Sunny&amp;amp;Scooter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-6552301656345997824?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6552301656345997824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=6552301656345997824&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/6552301656345997824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/6552301656345997824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/lots-of-stuff.html' title='Lots of stuff'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/ShQSfFcmYmI/AAAAAAAABA0/Gz5guVn51jc/s72-c/519+09+Molly+Speedy+Maddy+urn+Stump+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-2701816019165286158</id><published>2009-05-15T14:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:32:50.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Grief</title><content type='html'>Well, Since mom is tired of cussing out this computer(tried 2 times to post and stupid puter shut itself off and we lost them.)  Soooooo, it looks like Mom is about to go ahead and go to the Dell sale on now.  She says there is enough to be frustrated about without this. She's been trying to save up and when the sale book came in the mail the other day, she thinks maybe she needs to take a look.  No pictures this time because This thing is already starting to blink!  ARRRGGHH.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend and keep your fingers crossed Mom finds one she can actually afford.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;Sunny&amp;amp;Scooter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-2701816019165286158?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2701816019165286158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=2701816019165286158&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/2701816019165286158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/2701816019165286158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-grief.html' title='Good Grief'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-3175624477438177499</id><published>2009-05-08T18:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:07:37.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SgcH2jO7B_I/AAAAAAAABAo/mKXuEfqgFfk/s1600-h/dandelion+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334240917395802098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SgcH2jO7B_I/AAAAAAAABAo/mKXuEfqgFfk/s400/dandelion+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dandelions From Heaven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mother's Day is coming... and I wanted to send you a sign...Something you can tell others .. "Is from an angel of mine."So I searched the Heavens high and low for that perfect thing...And low and behold I found it... and a smile I hope it will bring.So when you look to the Heavens .. and see the yellow stars in the sky...Just think of me ... your angel .. in the Heavens way up high...And just imagine those stars ... are dandelions above...Yes!! Dandelions are also in Heaven... which you know how much I love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So on this Mothers Day... when you awake and feel blue...You will notice those yellow stars ... are no longer in view ...So just look to the meadows and the dandelions you see...Are the ones I've tossed down again this Mother's Day from me!!And when you find a dandelion that has turned from yellow to white...You're supposed to make a wish... and then blow with all your might.For you will be blowing kisses...to me in Heaven above...And I will be catching them and blowing them back... sent with all my love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please know that I am with you... on this Mothers Day...And also in the days ahead...God and I will never stray...We will be with you in the morning...when you wake and see the sun...We will be with you when you say your prayers...when the day is done.For God and I will never be...very far from your side...For I can now be everywhere...and God will be your guide...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...remember when you see dandelions...its your guarantee...That I am always close to you...For dandelions are free to roam...now just like me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Mother's Day Mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to all of you who are moms have a wonderful day. To those of you with Moms, tell them how much you love them. To those of you with moms in heaven, I share this poem with you. I know this day will get easier with time, right?  God Bless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-3175624477438177499?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3175624477438177499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=3175624477438177499&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/3175624477438177499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/3175624477438177499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SgcH2jO7B_I/AAAAAAAABAo/mKXuEfqgFfk/s72-c/dandelion+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-9218772283722433368</id><published>2009-05-06T20:08:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:42:50.269-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the sun shine, let the sunshine in.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does anyone hear "Age of Aquarius"? Is she stuck in the seventies with this tie dye stuff? (Hey-Jamie here-I just like tie dye-I even tie dye on occasion myself...sorry. I love the colors and different patterns.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SgI1jpfkHUI/AAAAAAAABAQ/MPJYa2kbsns/s1600-h/Sunny+5-4,5-5,5-6+09+ufo+pods+Denton+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332883795310026050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SgI1jpfkHUI/AAAAAAAABAQ/MPJYa2kbsns/s320/Sunny+5-4,5-5,5-6+09+ufo+pods+Denton+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I like it too.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SgI1QxLxe9I/AAAAAAAABAI/vsU9_8YeWRQ/s1600-h/Sunny+5-4,5-5,5-6+09+ufo+pods+Denton+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332883470956985298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SgI1QxLxe9I/AAAAAAAABAI/vsU9_8YeWRQ/s320/Sunny+5-4,5-5,5-6+09+ufo+pods+Denton+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, she does have some tank tops for when it gets hot.  This one is so pastel, It's hard to see.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SgI28lndj3I/AAAAAAAABAY/2vuMS-wLuyc/s1600-h/Sunny+5-4,5-5,5-6+09+ufo+pods+Denton+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332885323277766514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SgI28lndj3I/AAAAAAAABAY/2vuMS-wLuyc/s320/Sunny+5-4,5-5,5-6+09+ufo+pods+Denton+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scooter mentioned something about  alien pods in the yard and to watch out.  Where does he get this stuff??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SgI3LvKbUHI/AAAAAAAABAg/cwZenxGnTL4/s1600-h/Sunny+5-4,5-5,5-6+09+ufo+pods+Denton+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332885583538376818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SgI3LvKbUHI/AAAAAAAABAg/cwZenxGnTL4/s320/Sunny+5-4,5-5,5-6+09+ufo+pods+Denton+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pods,shmods, I'm bored.  I'll watch them later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it is treat time probably...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Thanks to all involved in the wheelie wedding. It was awesome.  Stannybaby was really handsome in his tux. And Asta hooked me with a great up and coming designer.WOO. Beautiful dress.  Thanks to Ruby as always. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom says to let you know this-uh, MOM-did you say what I thought you said?! Well, I'll edit for you, miss pottymouth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahem, she says this "silly" computer is driving her "HBO words-lots" nuts.  So we still hold our breath and hope we get the post done before it does something "crazy" .  Visiting? We try, and will keep trying.  We try to get some quick reading of y'alls blogs in. Rarely leave comments so far  because of the "HBO blankety blanking" puter.  Really Mom, just let it out now.  I won't write any of it down-got your 6 Mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SgI3LvKbUHI/AAAAAAAABAg/cwZenxGnTL4/s1600-h/Sunny+5-4,5-5,5-6+09+ufo+pods+Denton+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SgI1jpfkHUI/AAAAAAAABAQ/MPJYa2kbsns/s1600-h/Sunny+5-4,5-5,5-6+09+ufo+pods+Denton+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/4812889024054850107-9218772283722433368?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/9218772283722433368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=9218772283722433368&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/9218772283722433368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/9218772283722433368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/let-sun-shine-let-sunshine-in.html' title='Let the sun shine, let the sunshine in.......'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SgI1jpfkHUI/AAAAAAAABAQ/MPJYa2kbsns/s72-c/Sunny+5-4,5-5,5-6+09+ufo+pods+Denton+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-8055739076363615357</id><published>2009-04-30T13:41:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:37:29.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OK ANOK</title><content type='html'>OK ANOK ANWHAAAASSSSUUUUPPPP?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfn5YBOOzMI/AAAAAAAAA_g/PEj7dHfGckk/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330565825009994946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfn5YBOOzMI/AAAAAAAAA_g/PEj7dHfGckk/s320/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;finlee i duz git tu tawk on heer!!! ok an ok. oboyoboyoboy lissenlissen guesswatguesswatguesswat (Sunny bops Scooter in the head.) ok anok. Sunny sez wen i git so citerated i duz kinna studder or somfing like it. i haf not got to tawk in furefer. an i gotz so much fings to tell u all abowt mom sez it wil tak mee mor then won post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u all no gramuvver left fur that bridge. we iz stil helpin mom wif that an owr cuzins r purdy sad tu. BUT. me an sunny haf seen hur at hur howse an owtside rite heer. she duz look a liddol different(bedder) but we did. so we no she iz waitin wif grandadee up at that bridge.(i did see him tu-sunny did not no him, but i shur did) Mom iz gonna bee ok anok cuz we noz theez fings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok anok. so we git tu go on that airrubee not this day but the next won. ok anok. i wuz already soo citered an then guesswatguesswatguesswat(another Sunny thump) HAY ow. whut i wuz tryin tu say wuz PETRAPOTPIE iz goin!!!!!!!!!! An she did call me scooter the cuter on that las post. i kin not beeleef it. kin i sit wif u petra? i wil bring sum mor cornee dogs! (I tol rubee if she needz a brake frum flyin, i wil bee happee to halp. -u du member i am a speerinced pilot, rite? (mom here-those pics are on the nonfunctioning puter now..sigh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok anok. furst i wanna show u owr prezentsz frum wen my antz wuz heer-mom'z sissees. LOOK! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfn6Jv3ggtI/AAAAAAAAA_o/fEJ6NW-j-3k/s1600-h/Ft+Worth+dog+show+3+21+09+Keller+police+at+crawfish+crawl4+11+09+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330566679344743122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfn6Jv3ggtI/AAAAAAAAA_o/fEJ6NW-j-3k/s320/Ft+Worth+dog+show+3+21+09+Keller+police+at+crawfish+crawl4+11+09+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok anok that glas won sez gud dog baddog treetz. mom sez no bad dogs heer! sunny's duz go in that won.holdezez 4 pownd box ov hur milk bonz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok anok then iz that clok whut sez treet time on efery time of all day an nite!!!! COOOOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok anok. mi treet jar wen u open up hiz hed to get a treet duz sing hoo let the dogz owt! I luff that song now!(mom again-pavlov had it right - you should see dogs come arunnin :) purdy cool presenz doncha fink so?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok anok. looky whut i did find owt in that yawrd. Mom sez it iz jus a leef but i fink it mita been a liddol green ufo. i am lotz smarterer than efereewon finks! i noz all bowt areea 51 an efereefing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfn-f0dCoMI/AAAAAAAAA_w/LHP4nl-r8Io/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330571456579543234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfn-f0dCoMI/AAAAAAAAA_w/LHP4nl-r8Io/s320/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thay wuz startin to tawk tu mee, i finkeded it mite be a trick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfoAP0RzJAI/AAAAAAAAA_4/ZYBVC4ehGBY/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330573380677739522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfoAP0RzJAI/AAAAAAAAA_4/ZYBVC4ehGBY/s320/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i did wawk awaa reel slow an then they did leef! mom haz no ideeya i did saf hur lif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfoA53huWsI/AAAAAAAABAA/N3VkOx-w0Fs/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330574103104346818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfoA53huWsI/AAAAAAAABAA/N3VkOx-w0Fs/s320/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thas mee. heeero in liddol dawg clothz! ok anok hahahahahahahahaha scooter joke (maabee..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u jus nefer no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok anok mom se we godda go. an she sed tu sho u sunny's shirt ov the day. big deal.king tut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Showt owt tu mi twinnerer, tannerer. we wil haf a venture won day soon! WHHHAAAASSSUUUPPP tanmeister??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi 5's to efereewon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scooter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pee ess that sunny tawks lik that dogter is jus hurz. he belongz tu me tu!!! U kin vizit him rite heer &lt;a href="http://www.dentonvetcenter.com/"&gt;http://www.dentonvetcenter.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfn3oKUlHXI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/0GTyTCJnKSM/s1600-h/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+and2+4-30+sunny+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330563903307193714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfn3oKUlHXI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/0GTyTCJnKSM/s320/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+and2+4-30+sunny+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-8055739076363615357?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8055739076363615357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=8055739076363615357&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8055739076363615357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/8055739076363615357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-anok.html' title='OK ANOK'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfn5YBOOzMI/AAAAAAAAA_g/PEj7dHfGckk/s72-c/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-357560382982776372</id><published>2009-04-28T16:09:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T17:15:12.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody slipped me a mickey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; Here's where it happened....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfd1HTlRyQI/AAAAAAAAA98/npL6c-0LLWk/s1600-h/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329857452392433922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfd1HTlRyQI/AAAAAAAAA98/npL6c-0LLWk/s320/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfd1irQc3UI/AAAAAAAAA-M/ItEAXOu5cc8/s1600-h/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329857922603998530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfd1irQc3UI/AAAAAAAAA-M/ItEAXOu5cc8/s320/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; I'm all done with my surgery. Here's a picture of the hospital and it's sign. If you live near Denton, you should go here! It went very well according to my doc. I had full panel bloodwork-all perfect.(ahem, of course..) And besides fixing the cyst that "sploded" all over ,I had 2 more starting that he lasered. I even got micro chipped. AND he even lasered my nails which made them nice and short (that was a freebie-my Doc is the best.) His name is Dr. Randy Wuensche and he is a Texas A&amp;amp;M grad.  We feel like Aggies are the best vets! So here is a picture of me and my Doc:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfd2BA4b3LI/AAAAAAAAA-c/qzszbbDGV28/s1600-h/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329858443804925106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfd2BA4b3LI/AAAAAAAAA-c/qzszbbDGV28/s320/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, doc, wake up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfd1YBdw0nI/AAAAAAAAA-E/sCq0nbhcJYs/s1600-h/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329857739586851442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfd1YBdw0nI/AAAAAAAAA-E/sCq0nbhcJYs/s320/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There ya go!  He kept asking Mom if he needed to comb his hair for the pic.  He makes Mom laugh.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfd1YBdw0nI/AAAAAAAAA-E/sCq0nbhcJYs/s1600-h/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's just one thing. Somebody at the hospital DRUGGED me up! Can you believe it?! I was kinda woozy and bam:next thing I know I wake up woozy again. When I got home I went outside, ate then slept until 10:30 when Mom woke me up to go outside and shove a pill down my throat. Then I slept til 10 this morning! woohoo. Mom gave me another different kind of pill and it makes me feel kinda tired too. (Either that or I'm still coming down from my "trip" yesterday. Geez.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfd1ypSVJ6I/AAAAAAAAA-U/ctUKiXrq6k4/s1600-h/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329858196952917922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfd1ypSVJ6I/AAAAAAAAA-U/ctUKiXrq6k4/s320/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's only 0ne pic of my surgery sites.  Mom says some of y'all get queasy.  But it looks real good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom would have put this up earlier but she left the camera at the vet's office! (Truly, they should never drug me because Mom is so absent minded, she needs a keeper, and that's my job!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, ya know when last Mom let me post I couldn't get the tegaderm off? HA! I did. Now, I never wear clothes. But Mom put me in one of her t-shirts!!!! (mom here-well I did let her wear my Earth, Wind and Fire shirt...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfd3ektchUI/AAAAAAAAA-0/-KzKavg1Adw/s1600-h/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329860051150341442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfd3ektchUI/AAAAAAAAA-0/-KzKavg1Adw/s320/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scooter has been laughing his a, uh butt off. Brothers are so annoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfd3tO7OBkI/AAAAAAAAA-8/t1F0RBSZiWc/s1600-h/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gee whiz, I sure am tired today.  Thanks for the pink shirt Mom.  Nice of you to share so Idon'tchew out my stiches.(can't help myself-really)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfd3tO7OBkI/AAAAAAAAA-8/t1F0RBSZiWc/s1600-h/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329860303000569410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfd3tO7OBkI/AAAAAAAAA-8/t1F0RBSZiWc/s320/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfd3tO7OBkI/AAAAAAAAA-8/t1F0RBSZiWc/s1600-h/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfd36f2W_TI/AAAAAAAAA_E/eTxMB8XRGp8/s1600-h/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfd36f2W_TI/AAAAAAAAA_E/eTxMB8XRGp8/s1600-h/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329860530881887538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfd36f2W_TI/AAAAAAAAA_E/eTxMB8XRGp8/s320/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess I'll just take a nap.  Kinda sore too.  Scooter is hollaring no fair again, but he will get to post next time.  Geez Scooter, grow up already. I'm the one that had the surgery and was drugged and zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&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;shhhhhhh Sunny's back off to sleep.  She sends hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jamie&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-357560382982776372?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/357560382982776372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=357560382982776372&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/357560382982776372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/357560382982776372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/04/somebody-slipped-me-mickey.html' title='Somebody slipped me a mickey!'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/Sfd1HTlRyQI/AAAAAAAAA98/npL6c-0LLWk/s72-c/Sunny+4+26+4+27+4+28+09+after+surg+%26+with+Randy+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-3732351798528333644</id><published>2009-04-24T14:32:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T16:21:14.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Splugery Monday-ugh</title><content type='html'>&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;Hi guys!!! Long time no blog. Scooter nd I were going to flip a coin, but Mom said I could go first cause I am having surgry Monday! I have an epidermal occlusion cyst-fancy way of saying sebacious cyst. And it exploded! Mom has some pictures and is trying to keep a dressing on it so it doesn't get all infected .I have a couple more tiny ones that he will laser. This one started out tiny too and Mom thought maybe I had something in there festering. Then it got really big and sshe could feel the big old sac. Then, the night before my vet appt, it 'sploded sebum everywhere! Mom had to shave me a bald spot where it is. So now I get those antibiotics and Mom is pulling her hair out trying to keep me from messing with it and keep it covered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far, vet wrap with gauze dressing under.   She even tried to put it across my chest so it wouldn't roll back. Then the vet wrap got all wound on itself, so, ace badage with tape-HA! Then she shaved even more hair to tape the gauze.  HA.  She went to tagaderm by itself. So far, it is winning. (I can reach it with my huge teeth) But it is very hard to get off.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you are thinking.  Sunny, you are such a good girl and mom is haing a hard time.  EXACTLY!!!  I am keeping her so busy with this, she is really thinking on fixing the dressing problem.  TA-DA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was a bad ear hair day.  don't care but Mom thought it was funny.  And, in my last pic, you can see I did too.  We poodles have a great sense of humor.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scooter, however, evn tho there is proof of Mom loving him up, shows what he thinks about not being able to blog today......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom says she has the old laptop hobbling along, but it has letters that stick(you hit hem and they do not type) and will sometimes just shut itself down. or freeze up. Mom says probably because it overheats, she thinks.   So She turns it off every (depending on how it is actng) 15 to 45 min.  Makes for slow going.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are going to try to visit all our wonderful friends. In between puter shutdowns, Mom's errands, Mom's packing(uh-she hasn't really started but needs to),and her meltdowns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh so good to talk to my friends!!!!!!!!  (Uh, special hi to StannyBaby. Hope he hasn't found a new girlfriend :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIXN-0ECqI/AAAAAAAAA8s/d_JykyXHiPQ/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328346838099823266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIXN-0ECqI/AAAAAAAAA8s/d_JykyXHiPQ/s320/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIXN-0ECqI/AAAAAAAAA8s/d_JykyXHiPQ/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIX9a0Bx4I/AAAAAAAAA80/hV0XkKm4wX8/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328347653069719426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIX9a0Bx4I/AAAAAAAAA80/hV0XkKm4wX8/s320/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIX9a0Bx4I/AAAAAAAAA80/hV0XkKm4wX8/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the above don't make you quesy.  Burst cyst after being cleaning(mostly)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIZuOvjZKI/AAAAAAAAA9E/4pipQWuQcLk/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328349591154943138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIZuOvjZKI/AAAAAAAAA9E/4pipQWuQcLk/s320/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pitiful attempt(pink vet wrap across chest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIcgNcnDrI/AAAAAAAAA9M/VYgTheJK154/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328352648823770802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIcgNcnDrI/AAAAAAAAA9M/VYgTheJK154/s320/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tegaderm. Foiled so far&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIX9a0Bx4I/AAAAAAAAA80/hV0XkKm4wX8/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIeBDtHegI/AAAAAAAAA9k/HBeY45ucb8w/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328354312655960578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIeBDtHegI/AAAAAAAAA9k/HBeY45ucb8w/s320/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIXN-0ECqI/AAAAAAAAA8s/d_JykyXHiPQ/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIX9a0Bx4I/AAAAAAAAA80/hV0XkKm4wX8/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIdUm63a-I/AAAAAAAAA9U/HjZV40sd_Do/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328353549014756322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIdUm63a-I/AAAAAAAAA9U/HjZV40sd_Do/s320/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIeBON-s2I/AAAAAAAAA9c/jOHQUackVIE/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328354315478152034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIeBON-s2I/AAAAAAAAA9c/jOHQUackVIE/s320/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIX9a0Bx4I/AAAAAAAAA80/hV0XkKm4wX8/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; SOOO Funny!!!! Gotta laugh.  It's good for ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIXN-0ECqI/AAAAAAAAA8s/d_JykyXHiPQ/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIe1258dnI/AAAAAAAAA9s/QpeGxI_Rsf0/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328355219753170546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIe1258dnI/AAAAAAAAA9s/QpeGxI_Rsf0/s320/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIX9a0Bx4I/AAAAAAAAA80/hV0XkKm4wX8/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIXN-0ECqI/AAAAAAAAA8s/d_JykyXHiPQ/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIXNgq9DBI/AAAAAAAAA8k/z5biYY9usYU/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328346830008552466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIXNgq9DBI/AAAAAAAAA8k/z5biYY9usYU/s320/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIX9a0Bx4I/AAAAAAAAA80/hV0XkKm4wX8/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bruvver. no fair. ok anok-scooter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIXNgq9DBI/AAAAAAAAA8k/z5biYY9usYU/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs, we've missed all of you.  I know everything will be fine-gramma will wait for us like us dogs do at the bridge.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BIG SUNNY HUGS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIXNgq9DBI/AAAAAAAAA8k/z5biYY9usYU/s1600-h/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-3732351798528333644?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3732351798528333644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=3732351798528333644&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/3732351798528333644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/3732351798528333644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/04/splugery-monday-ugh.html' title='Splugery Monday-ugh'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SfIXN-0ECqI/AAAAAAAAA8s/d_JykyXHiPQ/s72-c/Sunny+Scooter+4+23+09+095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-5593996286843128679</id><published>2009-04-22T12:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T12:42:07.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update</title><content type='html'>Right now I am in my Mom's side of the duplex. My computer is not working-where all my pics are.  Anyhow I have an old laptop I am trying to get to work(it does-sorta on and off) Anyhoo-it is surreal to come here. Til we take the ashes to San Antonio on May 22, everything stays the same over here. Just no one here. My sisters from CA are not coming until a couple of days before May 22. I can't see sitting in here for long, so I'll try to see what I can do about my computer and getting my pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I am better physically.  Mentally I have some days that are ok and some that are not.  Time.  That is all that helps I guess.  6 weeks today since Mom died and 11 years tomorrow since Daddy died. &lt;br /&gt;Sunny and Scooter say hey!!&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are all doing ok.&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to my side of the duplex.  Hope I get my computer issue solved soon.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and love,&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-5593996286843128679?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5593996286843128679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=5593996286843128679&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/5593996286843128679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/5593996286843128679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/04/quick-update.html' title='Quick update'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-9076548441108561317</id><published>2009-04-10T00:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T19:02:11.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rockin pneumonia &amp; the boogie woogie flu..</title><content type='html'>Yep that is the title of a real old song(even before my time). Finally went to the doc and found out I have the "walkin pneumonia" &amp;amp; UTI. So now maybe after starting the antibiotics, I may be able to actually function. Sure can't hurt. The body is an amazing thing. When I took Anatomy &amp;amp; Physiology in nursing school, it amazed me what just ONE cell does 24/7. Stress, not eating and sleeping &amp;amp; grief depletes some hormones, releases some others and bam. Your body will tell you to take care of yourself better. I was chastized somewhat for the wt. loss, but my doc understood. So... give me a couple of days to get stronger and we will do better.&lt;br /&gt;Stories are waiting to be told. By sunny and scooter here, and lord I really need to have another blog for the insanity going on. (Hint-try to make sure the lawyer you go to got his degree somewhere other than a box of Cheerios.....OMD)&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully the fevers are beginning to lessen so I hope to feel somewhat human after a couple more days.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter to all-and Happy Passover. I love you all. You have been such a support for me for 4 months now. WOW. God Bless y'all, cause you have blessed me. Thank you&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;br /&gt;pee ess I never told you if anyone was right on the pic of mom and her 3 girls. Most of you were wrong-2 were right-and uh, well, you're the prettiest one is sorta not a guess? ;) I am the one on the left as you look at it-in the blue shirt Khyra got it right 1st. And the Goobmeister himself got it right 2nd. Sorry no priszes......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-9076548441108561317?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/9076548441108561317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=9076548441108561317&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/9076548441108561317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/9076548441108561317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/04/rockin-pneumonia-boogie-woogie-flu.html' title='Rockin pneumonia &amp; the boogie woogie flu..'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-1006302488576519209</id><published>2009-04-05T15:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T16:02:44.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>I want to apologize. I thought Sunny&amp;amp; Scooter would be blogging way sooner than now. My numbness left shortly after I blogged last. Right now I have some kind of crud(not unusual for stress to manifest physically) I do what I must do and just collapse. My sisters are not coming til May 22. So, all the CRAP that one has to do when someone passes is me. I guess When I picked up Mom's "cremains" must be when I just realized everything. Lawyer to probate(tho Mom does not have much-not inheritance tax in TX unless a million dollar estate. Mostly this dam duplex she bought 2 years ago in Aug which is a money pit and is going to someday be torn down for freeway expansion. Too bad it is not now) Anyhow, even if I could afford it, I can't stay here. Too hard. She will be interred in Ft Sam Houston National Cem with my Daddy.(San Antonio) on May 22 at 2. Meanwhile, the urn is on the mantle on her side besides Daddy's folded flag. I have to go take care of her 2 dogs several times a day, (my sister will take them when she comes) I don't bring them over here, because I would never sleep, which is hard enough now. Since it has been nearly 2 years since we all lived in the same house the barking howling, etc. Besides, I want to try to keep things as normal as I can for them(I hate it-they were looking for mom starting in Jan, since she died, well, they just know something)&lt;br /&gt;Mom's taxes, can't find the title to her car(she hasn't driven due to her sight for about 4 yrs, but wouldn't sell the car...&lt;br /&gt;Whoa. sorry again. just carried on &amp;amp; on. I guess there is something about not havin parents anymore. (Yep-I know lots of people do not-but it is new to me)&lt;br /&gt;I want to post about the dog show I went to on the 21st. I will try to get the umph tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Sunny&amp;amp;Scooter are good. tired of the salty baths.. ha  Irony for you-my son got orders for Korea  right before Mom died.   If you watch the news, you will see the dam irony.  I gotta keep looking at that arrow on my fence... ha&lt;br /&gt; I said about my Daddy. You never get over it, but you learn to live with it. I am trying to learn to live with it and moving, and seeing if I can get some sort of case manager nursing job with the problems I have.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listenin...&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-1006302488576519209?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1006302488576519209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=1006302488576519209&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1006302488576519209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1006302488576519209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-4090570488812822125</id><published>2009-03-26T22:53:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T00:08:22.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A miracle, and one day at a time....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/ScxfLGvx4JI/AAAAAAAAA8E/wew6O0fE16U/s1600-h/late+feb+mid+march+mom,skies,+trees+nurses+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry I have not posted in so long. But, I want to thank everyone for their condolences. So many folks I do not know, yet wished us well. I have no words for how it makes me feel that so many thought of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to share that I did get my miracle. Not the one I was hoping for, but nevertheless, a miracle. The last 2 days before Mom died, things were very unstable. The morning of her death, I got a call to come to the hospital. Jody,my daughter was staying with me, (my sisters have been in CA since they left on Feb 13th.)We tore up there, and without alot of detail, it was very clear that Mom wasn't going to make it. I had discussed code status with nurses, docs, family. She was to be a DNR but supportive measures,meds for BP, etc. The cardiologist was doing his best to figure out ways to get her kidneys to working. (I love him. He is an MD and a PhD in pharmacology research.)&lt;br /&gt;Mom never became comatose. She was rousable. I had noticed her looking off at something I could not see every now and then, but particularly the night of the 10th and morning of the 11th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She "told"-we lip read-her nurse she saw Jimmy-my Daddy. She told myself and Jody that Daddy was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had had a pretty major heart attack-MI-the afternoon of the 10th. EKG tracings were very suspicious, and cardiac enzymes came back elevated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this to get to what was happening the morning of the 11th. I had so many people telling me what I SHOULD do. Some saying-take away all meds. Some saying keep supportive measures going, some saying time to snow&amp;amp;go(medical talk for giving a pt enough morophine that there would be no fear, gasping for breath, discomfort when the vent was discontinued.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter, being wiser than I thought she was in this area, said, you need to get off by yourself and not listen anymore. You'll know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I left the room, and Jody pulled up a chair by her grandmother's bedside, held her hand, and just talked. About anything and everything. Times they had had, (my 2 kids spent more time than most children do with their grandparents),funny things, sad things, just everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a call on my cell phone about 10 min after I left"Mom, You have to get right back".When I got there, Mom had left. Her heart just stopped. I didn't have to make any further decision, God and Mom did that for me. Jody said she knew exactly when Mom had left, she was holding her hand and she described it as a feeling of energy, then great peace going through her.(All monitors had been turned off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did get a miracle. And I know Daddy and the angels took her on Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, after spending days, I found a veterinary clinic in Houston that would take her pacemaker. That has been mailed to them. (It had only been used from 2/2 to 3/11) I hope some cool dog gets it. I hope they will let me know if one does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much. I am going to have to start another blog for everything about this. It will be a private one, but if some of you want the address, I will let you know it. (Gotta figure out how to do it too...)&lt;br /&gt;The pups want to get back to their friends and have done a few things they want you to know about, so this&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/ScxV6I4zsiI/AAAAAAAAA78/6HDf-29lGww/s1600-h/late+feb+mid+march+mom,skies,+trees+nurses+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; will turn back into Sunny &amp;amp; Scooter's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunny and Scooter will be posting in a day or 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, thank you for all your thoughts and wishes and prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and love to you all,&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;br /&gt;ps if you do want to read the other blog, please email me, ok? that way I can keep better track. Also, if you know how to do this-start another blog, have it private, please let me know that,k? Thanks&lt;br /&gt;the texas sun dog at g mail dot com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-4090570488812822125?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4090570488812822125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=4090570488812822125&amp;isPopup=true' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/4090570488812822125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/4090570488812822125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/03/miracle-and-one-day-at-time.html' title='A miracle, and one day at a time....'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-5285751434867517096</id><published>2009-03-12T22:31:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:03:03.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye for now, Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SbnWEV8XNGI/AAAAAAAAA7I/FrMdImqMwK8/s1600-h/Pictures+maddy%27s+house,river,spike,MRB+2,3,4+i+think+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312512605558355042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SbnWEV8XNGI/AAAAAAAAA7I/FrMdImqMwK8/s400/Pictures+maddy%27s+house,river,spike,MRB+2,3,4+i+think+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom left this world on 3/11/09 at 11:29 a.m. The rollar coaster ride has stopped, I guess. I just feel numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be seeing you soon Mom. You must be so happy to be with Daddy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunny, Scooter &amp;amp; I will be back soon. Just a little time, or maybe not much. Who ever knows??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am making no sense at all, let me just thank all of you for your prayers, wishes, vibes, zen,purrs, alll the support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie, Sunny&amp;amp;Scooter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-5285751434867517096?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5285751434867517096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=5285751434867517096&amp;isPopup=true' title='92 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/5285751434867517096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/5285751434867517096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-numb.html' title='Bye for now, Mom'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SbnWEV8XNGI/AAAAAAAAA7I/FrMdImqMwK8/s72-c/Pictures+maddy%27s+house,river,spike,MRB+2,3,4+i+think+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>92</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-2664192542988968525</id><published>2009-03-09T20:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:53:21.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Petra's grammpa went to heaven</title><content type='html'>hay guz. mi poor petra pot pie's grammpa went to heaven on 3/7.  Please leave some love for mi gurlfren an her family. (As u may no, taddy and figgy r hur cuzins or sumpfing.&lt;br /&gt;sinz i doan spel so wel, sunny will finish.  sad liks to u mi petrapot pie.&lt;br /&gt;We  all hope Petra(&amp;amp; Taddy &amp;amp; Figgy's) family know we have prayed for and with them.  We are so sorr Motch, Pappy and all you fur and skin kids.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless you&lt;br /&gt;Sunny&amp;amp;Jamie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-2664192542988968525?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2664192542988968525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=2664192542988968525&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/2664192542988968525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/2664192542988968525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/03/petras-grammpa-went-to-heaven.html' title='Petra&apos;s grammpa went to heaven'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-1763698124845677220</id><published>2009-03-06T12:17:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:14:46.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom wants ice cream!!! And a quiz, if you dare! heh</title><content type='html'>Here's my MOM!! and her 3 children.(Pay attention-you will have a quiz on this pic)  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SbF5vDeakxI/AAAAAAAAA5w/sKs-ZseGVSE/s1600-h/3girls200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310159284940215058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SbF5vDeakxI/AAAAAAAAA5w/sKs-ZseGVSE/s400/3girls200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SbFrgvz38cI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/ZcFPeQ9-Hpc/s1600-h/100-0052_IMG.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since this roller coaster goes up and down, I am determined to enjoy any upward direction. (Hey, you take your joys when you can, no matter how large or small.....) Mom wants ice cream!!!! (She' ll get it too. She can let ice chips melt in her mouth, the speech therapist gave her chocolate pudding last week- Mom said "WOW" (When I say that Mom "said" something, we lipread. She is not writing as much) They thought(and so did I she'd be zonked out today after yesterday, but she is smiling at her nurse, asking for ice cream, and wanting to sit up on the side of the bed(she was sposed to yesterday, but, you know what happened)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I take my good day-it is beautiful outside, and who knows what will happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That arrow on my fence? Reminds me as I look at it everday now, that God(by whatever name you call Him) is in control and really, all I can do is pray. He loves us all, and never gives us more than we can handle. (though sooo often we all think he does! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SbF_TZQ1esI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/9nRHVtK_JmA/s1600-h/jan+feb+09+denton+scooter+sunny+fence+arrow+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310165406822267586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SbF_TZQ1esI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/9nRHVtK_JmA/s200/jan+feb+09+denton+scooter+sunny+fence+arrow+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SbF_yCh8kgI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/RH00c3wF4xw/s1600-h/Maddy%27s+bday+2+20+09+and+other+feb+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310165933295964674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SbF_yCh8kgI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/RH00c3wF4xw/s200/Maddy%27s+bday+2+20+09+and+other+feb+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet daughter came to stay with me last night and is here today. Jody-you are a blessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now for the quiz-this is a pic of my Mom on her 80th birthday. All 3 of her daughters are with her. Can you guess which one is me??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jamie and the keds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHEM-"THE KIDS??????" Is this a DOG BLOG?? Hmmmphh "the kids....mutter...after all I do for that woman...mutter,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mutter mutter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;scooter let's just go sulk a good long time. see how she likes it.  the kids indeed....&lt;/span&gt;sunny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-1763698124845677220?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1763698124845677220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=1763698124845677220&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1763698124845677220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1763698124845677220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/03/mom-wants-ice-cream-and-quiz-if-you.html' title='Mom wants ice cream!!! And a quiz, if you dare! heh'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SbF5vDeakxI/AAAAAAAAA5w/sKs-ZseGVSE/s72-c/3girls200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-1542765002505828467</id><published>2009-03-05T20:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:50:37.452-06:00</updated><title type='text'>quicky update</title><content type='html'>Mom has become more positve which makes me happy.  However I got a call today from the hospital(geez-if I don't faint and fall out over this phone call stuff one day...heh) Anyhow, they wanted me to come up due to a "change in her condition"  WHAT DO YOU MEAN?????&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, BP had bottomed out, Blood gases were ALL out of whack.  When I got there and saw the crash cart in her room, gulp-but it was there for "in case".  They gave her an IV drug to bring her BP up and changed the vent settings.   Tonight she is stable.&lt;br /&gt;So, the roller coaster refuses to stop......but, one day at the time. &lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what to wish for anymore, so I pray as one should.  Not my will, Lord, but yours.  All I know to do.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much to everyone.  And I want to do a post for Lulu and Klaus.  By her stories,(gosh I laughed at the 666- Way to get her attention, Klaus!!)  She is helping me-you all are, but just someone that is right here, right now with all the same crap, somehow helps.....&lt;br /&gt;We love and appreciate you all.(dropped my cell phone in Sunny's water bucket-crap-it may be a goner...)&lt;br /&gt;God Bless you all, and thank you all so much for helping us feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-1542765002505828467?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1542765002505828467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=1542765002505828467&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1542765002505828467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1542765002505828467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/03/quicky-update.html' title='quicky update'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-1057473566421284622</id><published>2009-03-03T14:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T15:08:00.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'>clarification about respecting Mom's wishes</title><content type='html'>to the 4 Bs: I have tried to honor each and every request my mom has. I have medical power of attorney. she had told me MANY times she did not want to live on machines. At the time of her code,(which involved compressions, not shocking ,as she went flat line 3 times, had she made herself a DNR she would have gotton that request honored) Hell, I felt guilty she was on the vent, but 3 docs told me she could get off. She is making herself full code now(one of my questions for her yesterday) and I am respecting that.(She nodded yes to are you afraid of dying?) That is one thing I will ALWAYS do-respect her wishes, even if it meant pulling the plug.). But I also will tell her what I think of her decision to give up and veg out on a machine in a blankety nursing home. Most of which are so understaffed that they are hell on earth... just wanted it clarified. I know it is her life, but, I do not know if she is thinking clearly, and it DOES affect all of her family.  As an ICU nurse, I know there are much worse things than dying.  But so be it as far as Mom's requests go.  I will honor them-always.&lt;br /&gt; Thanks to all of you, hugs,&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;br /&gt;pee ess I don't mean to sound angry. 4 B's I love your poodle guys, just wanted to clarify.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812889024054850107-1057473566421284622?l=texassundogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1057473566421284622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812889024054850107&amp;postID=1057473566421284622&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1057473566421284622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812889024054850107/posts/default/1057473566421284622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texassundogs.blogspot.com/2009/03/clarification.html' title='clarification about respecting Mom&apos;s wishes'/><author><name>Sunny,Scooter,  (sometimes Jamie)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127089846444897317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z9lwENCUKzg/SNJ6iLzin5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/1h22OlWiLFI/S220/Picture+9+08+030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812889024054850107.post-2351433332892187542</id><published>2009-03-02T23:16:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T23:54:08.735-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More than I can handle for now</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry. I know everyone is mourning Klaus(as are we) No, Mom is not dead. But she "told" me tonight that she was not going to try anymore(she hasn't been much) to get off the breathing machine. That she still wanted all measures taken(shocking, cpr, etc). And has no problem with going from where she is to a nursing home that takes care of vent patients.(where she will die-closest one is far away-if she won't try anymore she may not live long enough to make it there anyway)  I said alot of things. That she was killing me, and could she not think of her daughters(3), grandkids(6) and great grandkids(2) especially Maddy who lives here -who she sees all the time-her other grandson lives in Ca. nope. maybe someday I'll have the energy to relay the whole conversation, but I am all cried out, and tired and, I don't know what else.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to post this right now. And maybe I shouldn't. My heart is breaking. I have never felt so alone in this big world. And I hate saying all this the day after Klaus' passing. I'll be back. Maybe soon, maybe a while. 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