<?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-6998428645233810651</id><updated>2012-02-28T13:39:43.652-08:00</updated><category term='Halloween 2011'/><category term='exercise'/><category term='day 4'/><category term='week'/><category term='1st bath'/><category term='dad'/><category term='chair'/><category term='Sherry'/><category term='the old folks'/><category term='sun bathing 2012'/><category term='sleepover'/><category term='valentine'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Christmas 2011'/><category term='day 2'/><category term='buddy'/><category term='sleepy time'/><category term='day 5'/><category term='day in my life'/><category term='losing teeth'/><category term='Amber&apos;s blanket'/><category term='Florida 2012'/><category term='surgery'/><category term='playmates'/><category term='school day'/><category term='puppy class'/><category term='scooter'/><category term='cousins'/><category term='gracie'/><category term='grooming'/><category term='kids visit'/><category term='dirty dog'/><category term='Day 1'/><category term='snow'/><category term='day 3'/><category term='helping dad'/><category term='growing'/><title type='text'>Kalee's Paw Prints</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-5969309841389097354</id><published>2012-02-27T07:31:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-27T08:22:14.050-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida 2012'/><title type='text'>Graduation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZodX2dTJhW0/T0up2FyCdeI/AAAAAAAAIFw/hTfQgrJGS9M/s1600/diploma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZodX2dTJhW0/T0up2FyCdeI/AAAAAAAAIFw/hTfQgrJGS9M/s320/diploma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713847298979689954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I graduated (again!) from puppy class.  It wasn't my "best" day mom said but  I just wanted to sniff the ground and have fun so my heeling wasn't so good!  I do so good at the sit/stay and down/stay but when it came time for the sit/stay for graduation, I decided one minute was too long to sit so I laid down!  I had points deducted for that and I did great at my down/stay.  BUT...I did get 100% for the recall and finish!  I was the only dog that did the complete finish!  So that was good. &lt;br /&gt;Mom took lots of pictures so I'll have those to look at and remember the new friends I made.  This first little girl is called Sassy and she took 1st place!  Every week Sassy had on a new outfit!  Mom never buys me outfits!  Sassy is going to move on to the novice class!&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to see but Mr. Will is walking his imaginary dog!  He just wanted to show us what we had to do today to graduate!  It was funny to watch him make his dog sit!  Mr. Will belongs to Miss Letty and he does everything she tells him to!  Miss Letty and Mr. Will were really nice and funny.  I'm glad mom took us to their class and she said maybe next year we'll take another class from them!  Miss Letty owns the &lt;a href="http://www.professionaldogtrainingocala.com/"&gt;Professional Dog Training&lt;/a&gt; center in Ocala. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fns55kl60yQ/T0uoT8K6NJI/AAAAAAAAIFk/w3ty-JB1jK0/s1600/dog%2Bgraduation%2B10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fns55kl60yQ/T0uoT8K6NJI/AAAAAAAAIFk/w3ty-JB1jK0/s320/dog%2Bgraduation%2B10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713845612772471954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c8WL9uCTrDM/T0un-t4viHI/AAAAAAAAIFI/Z__k1i94KRU/s1600/dog%2Bgraduation%2B8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 141px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c8WL9uCTrDM/T0un-t4viHI/AAAAAAAAIFI/Z__k1i94KRU/s200/dog%2Bgraduation%2B8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713845248160925810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LdusKba7j_w/T0un-a_cWCI/AAAAAAAAIFA/_m1eySsDu08/s1600/dog%2Bgraduation%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LdusKba7j_w/T0un-a_cWCI/AAAAAAAAIFA/_m1eySsDu08/s200/dog%2Bgraduation%2B2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713845243088754722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little girl and her dog Shanna were so much fun to watch.  Mom would sometimes forget what to do because she was always watching Shanna!  Shanna is 11 years old and her handler is only 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rsVvV_V_5Uo/T0un-2YSscI/AAAAAAAAIFY/mCkrZ2haBGc/s1600/dog%2Bgraduation%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 188px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rsVvV_V_5Uo/T0un-2YSscI/AAAAAAAAIFY/mCkrZ2haBGc/s200/dog%2Bgraduation%2B1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713845250440737218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--GNGRdyGDNQ/T0unNTwUjjI/AAAAAAAAIEo/GNpKm-8VDGY/s1600/dog%2Bgraduation%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--GNGRdyGDNQ/T0unNTwUjjI/AAAAAAAAIEo/GNpKm-8VDGY/s200/dog%2Bgraduation%2B4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713844399332691506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gKLKG2DOflw/T0unN83fr8I/AAAAAAAAIEw/ESyqMxzyZZY/s1600/dog%2Bgraduation%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gKLKG2DOflw/T0unN83fr8I/AAAAAAAAIEw/ESyqMxzyZZY/s200/dog%2Bgraduation%2B3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713844410368634818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k86a2Ap5kIQ/T0ulvWtV1SI/AAAAAAAAIEQ/-7qRJtARy_M/s1600/dog%2Bgraduation%2B8.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p02zrneBwro/T0ulvn-M0KI/AAAAAAAAIEc/kRsz6REkb1w/s1600/dog%2Bgraduation%2B7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p02zrneBwro/T0ulvn-M0KI/AAAAAAAAIEc/kRsz6REkb1w/s200/dog%2Bgraduation%2B7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713842789851910306" 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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3xJ6PDvLpvk/T0ulVki2_LI/AAAAAAAAIEE/Mli1ldrmFTU/s1600/dog%2Bgraduation%2B9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3xJ6PDvLpvk/T0ulVki2_LI/AAAAAAAAIEE/Mli1ldrmFTU/s200/dog%2Bgraduation%2B9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713842342255328434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sniffle, sniffle...so sad it's over but I'm sure mom will come up with something else for us to do.  She said we'll take more classes when we get back home!  Yippee!  Oh, mom said to be sure to watch Shanna and her handler in the video! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1664953085098ac4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1664953085098ac4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332689486%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6A3D60297ECB5722C559EC4E7822BD0058347FA4.BA4F4D123F0C5AB50342DB7ED9EE87768E83E93%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1664953085098ac4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dy-GqY_o3_uUojHjayTMd2I0ien0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1664953085098ac4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332689486%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6A3D60297ECB5722C559EC4E7822BD0058347FA4.BA4F4D123F0C5AB50342DB7ED9EE87768E83E93%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1664953085098ac4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dy-GqY_o3_uUojHjayTMd2I0ien0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-5969309841389097354?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/5969309841389097354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/02/graduation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/5969309841389097354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/5969309841389097354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/02/graduation.html' title='Graduation!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZodX2dTJhW0/T0up2FyCdeI/AAAAAAAAIFw/hTfQgrJGS9M/s72-c/diploma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-1060724646672046632</id><published>2012-02-24T07:15:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-24T07:25:51.833-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida 2012'/><title type='text'>My Uncle Larry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AqyQK5AQFI/T0eqPlAah7I/AAAAAAAAIC8/L9446fPjnY8/s1600/stuff%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AqyQK5AQFI/T0eqPlAah7I/AAAAAAAAIC8/L9446fPjnY8/s320/stuff%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5712721836951373746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my Uncle Larry!  I just love Uncle Larry and Ms. Jan!  They are the rich people who have two homes and they let my mom, dad and me stay in their house here in Ocala!    I don't have any pictures of Ms. Jan but she is very beautiful and she smells so good all the time.  Mom said she took some pictures last night when they all went out to dinner (I had to stay home!) so she'll put them on her blog in the next few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hAz-_IIUPJI/T0eqBBeG-qI/AAAAAAAAICw/rhbf6JtAZu0/s1600/stuff%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hAz-_IIUPJI/T0eqBBeG-qI/AAAAAAAAICw/rhbf6JtAZu0/s320/stuff%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5712721586894076578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSF6ByiFBWo/T0epyKg81aI/AAAAAAAAICk/sudZHeWpdKY/s1600/stuff%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSF6ByiFBWo/T0epyKg81aI/AAAAAAAAICk/sudZHeWpdKY/s320/stuff%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5712721331623876002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, you know my friend, Fronzie!  He was waiting for me again this morning to come see him.  Which I did, and I ran, and ran and ran...and then mom had to bath my feet and face!  I was just trying to get my fur the same color as Fronzie!  BLACK!  Oh well, I'll try again later! &lt;br /&gt;Mom said tomorrow we graduate from puppy class...at least she hopes we do.  I'm doing really good at my sit/stay, down/stay and even my come command and finish.  Mom thinks it's so cute when I do this last command.  I just hope I remember tomorrow when they test us!  I get nervous sometimes and forget what I'm suppose to do!  Oh well, we can always take another puppy class!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-1060724646672046632?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/1060724646672046632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-uncle-larry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/1060724646672046632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/1060724646672046632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-uncle-larry.html' title='My Uncle Larry'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AqyQK5AQFI/T0eqPlAah7I/AAAAAAAAIC8/L9446fPjnY8/s72-c/stuff%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-8194920191125870165</id><published>2012-02-21T15:26:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-21T15:52:13.652-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida 2012'/><title type='text'>I met my cousins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-62aWr93j2JU/T0Qq5ZPNhOI/AAAAAAAAH-o/JjuAy3ngrVI/s1600/mary%2Bann%2Bvisit%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-62aWr93j2JU/T0Qq5ZPNhOI/AAAAAAAAH-o/JjuAy3ngrVI/s320/mary%2Bann%2Bvisit%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711737392928228578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally got to meet my 'cousins'!  This is Sherry!  She's only 4lbs. (that's what I weighed when I was first with mom and dad!).  She may be little but she's one tough little dog!  My mom said she was the spoiled/selfish little cousin but by the end of our visit, my mom said I was the spoiled/selfish cousin.  I kept trying to take Sherry's chewie from her!  It's ok...we still had fun chasing each other around the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this handsome fellow is my cousin, Remy!  Isn't he beautiful!  And you should see him catch a ball!  WOW!  I was impressed.  I'm not sure if he was showing off for me but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XlSYz9W1JaY/T0Qqq5FNYlI/AAAAAAAAH-c/psWCXAKaI2Q/s1600/mary%2Bann%2Bvisit%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XlSYz9W1JaY/T0Qqq5FNYlI/AAAAAAAAH-c/psWCXAKaI2Q/s320/mary%2Bann%2Bvisit%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711737143778173522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xsGUFfoUmxE/T0QqLQySCkI/AAAAAAAAH-Q/1SDpuOpk-ZA/s1600/mary%2Bann%2Bvisit%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xsGUFfoUmxE/T0QqLQySCkI/AAAAAAAAH-Q/1SDpuOpk-ZA/s320/mary%2Bann%2Bvisit%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711736600385423938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xyAgtm3dweQ/T0Qp1g7gbOI/AAAAAAAAH-E/IsWwfomRKJk/s1600/mary%2Bann%2Bvisit%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xyAgtm3dweQ/T0Qp1g7gbOI/AAAAAAAAH-E/IsWwfomRKJk/s320/mary%2Bann%2Bvisit%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711736226761960674" 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;This is Sherry and I playing tug of war.  And this is me sitting with 'mother' (that's Nancy's mom).  She liked me and I liked to jump up on her lap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom's sister had a dinner for us but I was so tired so I slept under the table while the 'humans' ate their dinner.  I still don't remember if I ate dinner or not!  Seems like all we did was run or go for walks outside!  This is me and my cousins resting!!  I sure enjoyed my overnight visit and hope we get to do it again sometime! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aiBW9wPks38/T0QpRDKEh-I/AAAAAAAAH94/aYy8C-KPHjY/s1600/mary%2Bann%2Bvisit%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aiBW9wPks38/T0QpRDKEh-I/AAAAAAAAH94/aYy8C-KPHjY/s320/mary%2Bann%2Bvisit%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711735600294692834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RVB_z5QJT5Q/T0Qo2kusU-I/AAAAAAAAH9s/aNyT8yg9sCU/s1600/mary%2Bann%2Bvisit%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RVB_z5QJT5Q/T0Qo2kusU-I/AAAAAAAAH9s/aNyT8yg9sCU/s320/mary%2Bann%2Bvisit%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711735145450197986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom took a video (she really took LOTS of them!) of us running around so here's a peak at what we did most of the 24 hours!  Now back to take another nap!!  I'm pooped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ccc0cec2dc68f92e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dccc0cec2dc68f92e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332689486%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D34544A797708902B7F58682F5A9A34872154D3B1.3595C1024FE9C40CF34191D2A32067543462AB74%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dccc0cec2dc68f92e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeipjY7RDaiVXv3nyw9oSpOQ2NOU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dccc0cec2dc68f92e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332689486%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D34544A797708902B7F58682F5A9A34872154D3B1.3595C1024FE9C40CF34191D2A32067543462AB74%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dccc0cec2dc68f92e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeipjY7RDaiVXv3nyw9oSpOQ2NOU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-8194920191125870165?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/8194920191125870165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-met-my-cousins.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/8194920191125870165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/8194920191125870165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-met-my-cousins.html' title='I met my cousins!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-62aWr93j2JU/T0Qq5ZPNhOI/AAAAAAAAH-o/JjuAy3ngrVI/s72-c/mary%2Bann%2Bvisit%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-6030605627449552624</id><published>2012-02-17T06:44:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T06:57:16.625-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida 2012'/><title type='text'>A day in my life</title><content type='html'>I found another neat place to perch!  That's what my mom calls it.  This is me laying on the bed in mom's 'fake' sewing room (that's what she calls it!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FB3z95ph8CE/Tz5otsNidrI/AAAAAAAAH7Y/8BLlSa6gEE8/s1600/guild%2Bshow%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FB3z95ph8CE/Tz5otsNidrI/AAAAAAAAH7Y/8BLlSa6gEE8/s400/guild%2Bshow%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710116511723714226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like to lay on the bed and look out the window while mom is sewing.  Mom said her 'Mandy Girl' used to do the same thing.  So I guess that's a good thing!  It makes mom smile which is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QEdQ_MjcKJM/Tz5oVdG6HcI/AAAAAAAAH7M/tr4AqMsnWx0/s1600/guild%2Bshow%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QEdQ_MjcKJM/Tz5oVdG6HcI/AAAAAAAAH7M/tr4AqMsnWx0/s400/guild%2Bshow%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710116095352511938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next week mom and I are going on our overnight trip to meet my cousin!  I'm really excited and so is mom!   Mom's sister has a house in Apollo Beach so that's where we're heading on Monday.  Dad will fend for himself but he said that's ok.  He won't be totally alone as we're leaving Gracie home to keep dad company!&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, here's Fonzie and I playing this morning.  Mom was a little late getting the video as we had already played for five minutes!  Whew!  I was tired and yes, I was dirty! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dfa10a6cac57a359" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddfa10a6cac57a359%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332689486%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6018A247127A6F76A89577FCB74172DDC931E056.26523C7FDF97F7F6071E6FFFF10064DBE79DB291%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddfa10a6cac57a359%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSWbhqV0kNbg90YH065FeJbBv3ns&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddfa10a6cac57a359%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332689486%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6018A247127A6F76A89577FCB74172DDC931E056.26523C7FDF97F7F6071E6FFFF10064DBE79DB291%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddfa10a6cac57a359%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSWbhqV0kNbg90YH065FeJbBv3ns&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-6030605627449552624?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/6030605627449552624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/6030605627449552624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/6030605627449552624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-in-my-life.html' title='A day in my life'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FB3z95ph8CE/Tz5otsNidrI/AAAAAAAAH7Y/8BLlSa6gEE8/s72-c/guild%2Bshow%2Bfeb%2B2012%2B011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-1557287703800267058</id><published>2012-02-14T04:52:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T04:56:37.754-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine'/><title type='text'>It's all about me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4mqf9b8ewAM/TzpZZfIBKiI/AAAAAAAAH6Q/2jdpbdODx0I/s1600/valentines%2B2012%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4mqf9b8ewAM/TzpZZfIBKiI/AAAAAAAAH6Q/2jdpbdODx0I/s400/valentines%2B2012%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708973772032256546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of my mom's 'bestest' friends, Susan, made this Valentine card for her...but I think it's really for me!  After all, how many cards does my mom get that look like her!  None that she's shown me!  Thanks, Miss Susan!!! &lt;br /&gt;Now I have to go find my Valentine candy!  I just know there's some in this house hidden!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-1557287703800267058?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/1557287703800267058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/02/its-all-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/1557287703800267058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/1557287703800267058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/02/its-all-about-me.html' title='It&apos;s all about me!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4mqf9b8ewAM/TzpZZfIBKiI/AAAAAAAAH6Q/2jdpbdODx0I/s72-c/valentines%2B2012%2B003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-1763431412034961943</id><published>2012-02-05T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T05:40:47.465-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida 2012'/><title type='text'>Some of my favorite things to do</title><content type='html'>My mom does a lot of 'sewing' as she calls it.  All I know is if she's doing the 'sewing thing' I can't sit on her lap.  So I have to sit next to her, which is ok too.  This is me sitting next to mom while she's beading (yea, that's something else she does). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yPMEFj59fOg/Ty6FBFux0pI/AAAAAAAAH18/NtaxupaTHGQ/s1600/whiperwill%2Bstation%2B2012%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yPMEFj59fOg/Ty6FBFux0pI/AAAAAAAAH18/NtaxupaTHGQ/s320/whiperwill%2Bstation%2B2012%2B011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705644031689740946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Aunt Carol likes to bring me toys and this was one she bought me a few weeks ago.  I like to carry it in my mouth and squeak it while I run!  I keep trying to take it outside but mom and dad won't let me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GwtMGqe6xD8/Ty6FBam8r9I/AAAAAAAAH2I/67gEqxmDnqI/s1600/whiperwill%2Bstation%2B2012%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GwtMGqe6xD8/Ty6FBam8r9I/AAAAAAAAH2I/67gEqxmDnqI/s320/whiperwill%2Bstation%2B2012%2B008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705644037294043090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my latest present from Aunt Carol.  I love, love my pink bone!  I toss it in the air and squeak it while I run (I love squeaking my toys!).   Dad plays tug-of-war with me in the morning and night with my bone.  We have so much fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EGiF8njwfO4/Ty6EgExV8vI/AAAAAAAAH1k/dh4BH2wgycA/s1600/valentines%2B2012%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EGiF8njwfO4/Ty6EgExV8vI/AAAAAAAAH1k/dh4BH2wgycA/s320/valentines%2B2012%2B004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705643464496378610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not allowed to sleep with mom and dad but sometimes they put me up on their bed when mom is changing the sheets.   Mom and dad's bed doesn't have any wire walls to it like my bed does!  How cool is that!  This was me one morning as I was getting ready to go outside.  Mom always puts boots on me in the a.m. and late at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p4gATqjtxCs/Ty6EgmsNVLI/AAAAAAAAH1w/ePyOeNU28h0/s1600/dirty%2Bdog%2B2012%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p4gATqjtxCs/Ty6EgmsNVLI/AAAAAAAAH1w/ePyOeNU28h0/s320/dirty%2Bdog%2B2012%2B005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705643473601647794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No, I didn't want to go out...I was quite happy just lying in the big bed without the wire walls!  This is a cool bed!   Maybe when I grow up I'll get to sleep in the big bed too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-1763431412034961943?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/1763431412034961943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/02/some-of-my-favorite-things-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/1763431412034961943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/1763431412034961943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/02/some-of-my-favorite-things-to-do.html' title='Some of my favorite things to do'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yPMEFj59fOg/Ty6FBFux0pI/AAAAAAAAH18/NtaxupaTHGQ/s72-c/whiperwill%2Bstation%2B2012%2B011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-4582910585302822273</id><published>2012-02-01T06:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T06:41:14.655-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida 2012'/><title type='text'>I'm clean again...at least for a day or two!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I'm up to 13.4 lbs!  But it's all muscle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4J6gVfGXn5U/TylOyl-_mAI/AAAAAAAAH00/i5zNCofmU6g/s1600/more%2Bkalee%2B2012%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4J6gVfGXn5U/TylOyl-_mAI/AAAAAAAAH00/i5zNCofmU6g/s320/more%2Bkalee%2B2012%2B005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704177034138195970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-30nmALoeiK8/TylOlcbFJ3I/AAAAAAAAH0o/LwOpejkXO2I/s1600/more%2Bkalee%2B2012%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-30nmALoeiK8/TylOlcbFJ3I/AAAAAAAAH0o/LwOpejkXO2I/s320/more%2Bkalee%2B2012%2B004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704176808233346930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-4582910585302822273?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/4582910585302822273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/02/im-clean-againat-least-for-day-or-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/4582910585302822273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/4582910585302822273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/02/im-clean-againat-least-for-day-or-two.html' title='I&apos;m clean again...at least for a day or two!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4J6gVfGXn5U/TylOyl-_mAI/AAAAAAAAH00/i5zNCofmU6g/s72-c/more%2Bkalee%2B2012%2B005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-3246087077664044544</id><published>2012-01-29T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T07:49:39.619-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dirty dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the old folks'/><title type='text'>And you think you have "problems"!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VhAxJV_PIWk/TyVoTFxpmHI/AAAAAAAAH0E/7C5bLDwLgZE/s1600/dirty%2Bdog%2B2012%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VhAxJV_PIWk/TyVoTFxpmHI/AAAAAAAAH0E/7C5bLDwLgZE/s320/dirty%2Bdog%2B2012%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703079180311828594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep...I turned out to be a "problem" (mom said this is dad's favorite word!) last night!!  Dad took me out for my 'last potty' break but decided it would be fun to make me run and play!!  "WRONG idea",  said mom! &lt;br /&gt;You see...I like to run under the bushes and around the yard where there isn't any bark or grass!  Of course, it was a little damp last night and the dirt and mud stuck to my body!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad yelled to mom that I needed a bath!  Mom told dad to wait until she got the camera (I think she was getting even with him by making him wait!)  Well, that was a  "problem" for dad because he didn't want to get dirty.  Guess he didn't  want mom to give him a bath too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had to have a bath at 10:30 at night.  Mom was laughing a lot so I guess it was a little funny for one of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get nice and clean and spent some time in my small crate while I got dried off.  Actually, having a hot bath at night is kinda good!  Makes you sleep really well!  So did mom and dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dirty body! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EKDV8Q3Y8l4/TyVoGx4WfCI/AAAAAAAAHzs/_F2TuMynNrc/s1600/dirty%2Bdog%2B2012%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EKDV8Q3Y8l4/TyVoGx4WfCI/AAAAAAAAHzs/_F2TuMynNrc/s320/dirty%2Bdog%2B2012%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703078968812796962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dirty back feet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bDEn7LZAMVk/TyVoGyUsVaI/AAAAAAAAHz0/P4Mlojk4rvA/s1600/dirty%2Bdog%2B2012%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bDEn7LZAMVk/TyVoGyUsVaI/AAAAAAAAHz0/P4Mlojk4rvA/s320/dirty%2Bdog%2B2012%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703078968931669410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-3246087077664044544?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/3246087077664044544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-you-think-you-have-problems.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/3246087077664044544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/3246087077664044544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-you-think-you-have-problems.html' title='And you think you have &quot;problems&quot;!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VhAxJV_PIWk/TyVoTFxpmHI/AAAAAAAAH0E/7C5bLDwLgZE/s72-c/dirty%2Bdog%2B2012%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-4129167782990394117</id><published>2012-01-27T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T11:53:44.949-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida 2012'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m3PBavJFkq4/TyL_Xzg8jmI/AAAAAAAAHy8/2KCXfCKqeng/s1600/tangles%2Band%2Bplay%2Bday%2Bwith%2Bfabric%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m3PBavJFkq4/TyL_Xzg8jmI/AAAAAAAAHy8/2KCXfCKqeng/s320/tangles%2Band%2Bplay%2Bday%2Bwith%2Bfabric%2B006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702400862634937954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I'm not really hiding!  I was playing with the container that holds some of my toys and I put my head in the bowl and laid down!  Mom finally nudged me...she thought I was stuck but I wasn't. &lt;br /&gt;See I'm out now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qMBfARPPDQA/TyL_JHOQGDI/AAAAAAAAHyw/gb1oTUI2U0I/s1600/tangles%2Band%2Bplay%2Bday%2Bwith%2Bfabric%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qMBfARPPDQA/TyL_JHOQGDI/AAAAAAAAHyw/gb1oTUI2U0I/s320/tangles%2Band%2Bplay%2Bday%2Bwith%2Bfabric%2B005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702400610227198002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me laying by the door waiting for my boyfriend to come out to play!  I wrote about him before.  His name is Fonzie and he's so much fun.  You can see my bell that I ring when I want to go outside...either to see Fonzie, go potty or just to sit outside.  I love being outside!!  Although mom said I've had more baths since we been here than Mandy did all last winter.  I'm not sure if that's good or bad!  At least I'm always clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Iq-A6_CixY/TyL-nvnANwI/AAAAAAAAHyk/S4hB6tfajd8/s1600/tangles%2Band%2Bplay%2Bday%2Bwith%2Bfabric%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Iq-A6_CixY/TyL-nvnANwI/AAAAAAAAHyk/S4hB6tfajd8/s320/tangles%2Band%2Bplay%2Bday%2Bwith%2Bfabric%2B012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702400036952880898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oJ2Dx3KVOHw/TyL-TSPxW-I/AAAAAAAAHyY/CRKXhPJ5AwQ/s1600/tangles%2Band%2Bplay%2Bday%2Bwith%2Bfabric%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oJ2Dx3KVOHw/TyL-TSPxW-I/AAAAAAAAHyY/CRKXhPJ5AwQ/s320/tangles%2Band%2Bplay%2Bday%2Bwith%2Bfabric%2B011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702399685473426402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-4129167782990394117?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/4129167782990394117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/01/well-im-not-really-hiding-i-was-playing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/4129167782990394117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/4129167782990394117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/01/well-im-not-really-hiding-i-was-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m3PBavJFkq4/TyL_Xzg8jmI/AAAAAAAAHy8/2KCXfCKqeng/s72-c/tangles%2Band%2Bplay%2Bday%2Bwith%2Bfabric%2B006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-1758124984421823209</id><published>2012-01-24T16:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T16:07:03.097-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida 2012'/><title type='text'>Holy Cow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iHpMeklNmB8/Tx9GmJ3oPMI/AAAAAAAAHxc/lOEiOR8mFXI/s1600/tangles%2Band%2Bplay%2Bday%2Bwith%2Bfabric%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iHpMeklNmB8/Tx9GmJ3oPMI/AAAAAAAAHxc/lOEiOR8mFXI/s320/tangles%2Band%2Bplay%2Bday%2Bwith%2Bfabric%2B009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701353274572553410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g4uDyNwzt-E/Tx9GYgZ3kOI/AAAAAAAAHxQ/mR1kqnMmd4A/s1600/tangles%2Band%2Bplay%2Bday%2Bwith%2Bfabric%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g4uDyNwzt-E/Tx9GYgZ3kOI/AAAAAAAAHxQ/mR1kqnMmd4A/s320/tangles%2Band%2Bplay%2Bday%2Bwith%2Bfabric%2B008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701353040103575778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might not see the difference but I do!  Mom bought me a new cow...he's on the right and I really don't call him a cow.  I call him Buddy!  That's because he goes with me everywhere and dad plays tug of war with me and Buddy every morning.    Mom said my old Buddy was getting a little on the 'rough' side.  I don't see it that way.  It's taken me since Sept. to get Buddy in the shape I want him.  But...I'm playing with new Buddy too.  Sometimes I get confused on which Buddy I'm playing with but I guess that's ok!  I'll love them both!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-1758124984421823209?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/1758124984421823209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/01/holy-cow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/1758124984421823209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/1758124984421823209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/01/holy-cow.html' title='Holy Cow!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iHpMeklNmB8/Tx9GmJ3oPMI/AAAAAAAAHxc/lOEiOR8mFXI/s72-c/tangles%2Band%2Bplay%2Bday%2Bwith%2Bfabric%2B009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-4297436672492923368</id><published>2012-01-19T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T08:35:53.063-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sun bathing 2012'/><title type='text'>Sunbathing???</title><content type='html'>Earlier this week, mom said "we're going outside to sunbath"!  Huh!  Mom is always 'bathing' me because my feet get dirty but I sure didn't understand what sunbathing was all about.  It's really a lot more fun than a normal bath, that's for sure!  All you do is sit outside and let the sun 'wash' you!  This is me sunbathing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qM6R8oPHfMU/TxhEY9wbdkI/AAAAAAAAHuo/3j0_mZBDMEM/s1600/birthday%2B2012%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qM6R8oPHfMU/TxhEY9wbdkI/AAAAAAAAHuo/3j0_mZBDMEM/s320/birthday%2B2012%2B004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699380524122601026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After awhile it did get too hot for me so I laid down in the shade.  That was a lot better.  I might not have been as clean as mom was (she sat and read while she sunbathed!) but I sure was relaxed.  It might have been because I was tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cbTBLKugaNI/TxhD2RmmXmI/AAAAAAAAHuE/ud9CKhDjzXk/s1600/birthday%2B2012%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cbTBLKugaNI/TxhD2RmmXmI/AAAAAAAAHuE/ud9CKhDjzXk/s320/birthday%2B2012%2B006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699379928154660450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and dad let me play with my plastic bottle outside.  I have two bottles...one for outside play and one for inside play.  Sometimes I get confused on which is which but mom keeps track for me.  I love playing outside!!  Just not so sure about the sunbathing part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ca1a228030dcd180" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dca1a228030dcd180%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332689486%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B019AD902B2D0B029E2AB106F3240D75EA23822.47DE2FECDF6BDBB0638688E65A57ED8F51D0D0D4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dca1a228030dcd180%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D40sYV_rkMM-GESdRLIzNU7pVWag&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dca1a228030dcd180%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332689486%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B019AD902B2D0B029E2AB106F3240D75EA23822.47DE2FECDF6BDBB0638688E65A57ED8F51D0D0D4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dca1a228030dcd180%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D40sYV_rkMM-GESdRLIzNU7pVWag&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-4297436672492923368?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/4297436672492923368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunbathing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/4297436672492923368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/4297436672492923368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunbathing.html' title='Sunbathing???'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qM6R8oPHfMU/TxhEY9wbdkI/AAAAAAAAHuo/3j0_mZBDMEM/s72-c/birthday%2B2012%2B004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-1891904537311557962</id><published>2012-01-14T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T12:32:03.227-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida 2012'/><title type='text'>I love smells!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DdtwhB-D4t0/TxHk99RipLI/AAAAAAAAHpw/7D9trXY_PfU/s1600/bichon%2Bagility.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DdtwhB-D4t0/TxHk99RipLI/AAAAAAAAHpw/7D9trXY_PfU/s400/bichon%2Bagility.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697586756671677618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom took me to my puppy class here in Florida today!  It sure was different from the first puppy class I took!  This one was outside on the grass!!!  Yippee!!  I love being outside!!!  And I just love all the smells. &lt;br /&gt;Mom said she couldn't take any pictures of me because she was too busy trying to get my attention away from smelling everything!  But the grass had lots and lots and lots of doggie smells.  Our teacher said there are smells from cats, dogs, squirrels and all kinds of animals.  I think I smelled half of them!!  Mom said I smelled them ALL!&lt;br /&gt;I did some things right when I smelled the roast beef mom had for me as my treat but it was hard to tear myself away from the smells in the grass!&lt;br /&gt;Mom said she's taking me to the doggie park here to do my lessons.  She thinks I'll get used to the "smells" but I don't think I'll ever get used to them!  I LOVE, LOVE the smells!  I have a really good nose and I want to put it to good use!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-1891904537311557962?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/1891904537311557962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-love-smells.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/1891904537311557962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/1891904537311557962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-love-smells.html' title='I love smells!!!!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DdtwhB-D4t0/TxHk99RipLI/AAAAAAAAHpw/7D9trXY_PfU/s72-c/bichon%2Bagility.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-7228846670988135331</id><published>2012-01-12T07:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T07:23:39.994-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida 2012'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--k7GzQddRm8/Tw74hmoh0PI/AAAAAAAAHoE/rQtLsvqiXH8/s1600/florida%2Bweek%2B2%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--k7GzQddRm8/Tw74hmoh0PI/AAAAAAAAHoE/rQtLsvqiXH8/s320/florida%2Bweek%2B2%2B004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696763834860163314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me with my buddy, Fonzie!  It was a misty day when mom took these pictures so I had on my rain coat and boots.  We had already taken our walk so mom said to go play outside before she dried off the parts of me that aren't covered.  I like playing in the back yard and I like walking in the spots that don't have grass.  When we got here the grass was nice and green but because this place (called Ocala) only likes the sun, the grass turned brown and the flowers all died when we had a few days of cold weather.  I don't care what the weather is so I'm happy wherever I'm at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me lying on the floor in mom's sewing room.  I like to be in the same room as mom but sometimes she goes from one room to the other.  It's hard to keep track of her sometimes.  That's when I just go in my crate and take a nap.  She'll settle down eventually then I can be next to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oQZFU47z3nE/Tw74iC-tRsI/AAAAAAAAHoQ/vQztDwcUoQs/s1600/florida%2Bweek%2B2%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oQZFU47z3nE/Tw74iC-tRsI/AAAAAAAAHoQ/vQztDwcUoQs/s320/florida%2Bweek%2B2%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696763842469381826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom took a video of Fonzie and me greeting each other.  Sometimes Fonzie will bark but I'm a good girl and don't bark at all.  Mom said she doesn't want me to bark when I see another dog or when someone comes to the door.  I do real good at that.  BUT...I do bark when I'm playing with dad or sometimes when I'm playing outside and running around.  Mom said that's ok. &lt;br /&gt;So it's nap time and then mom is taking me on another walk.  I guess she's going with a friend today so she wants to make sure I walk twice before she goes.  Fine with me!  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She just informed me that I'm going back to puppy school starting next Saturday!  What's up with that!  I thought I graduated!   Mom said there are lots of different classes you can graduate from.  I guess that's OK because I did like going to school and meeting new dogs.  Mom said I'm doing great at all my obedience lessons but her memory isn't what it used to be so we're going to school (again) mainly for her benefit!  Whew!  Glad it's not because of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Cx_GQhus2s/Twm476Kah7I/AAAAAAAAHns/vCi_XqMC8_8/s1600/Florida%2Bdays%2B2012%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Cx_GQhus2s/Twm476Kah7I/AAAAAAAAHns/vCi_XqMC8_8/s400/Florida%2Bdays%2B2012%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695286543151433650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me waiting for dad to get home so we can go on a golf cart ride!  Wow!  That's fun.  I sit on mom's lap and dad drives us all around the community.  I like the wind in my hair and seeing all the sights.  Sometimes they take me to the doggie park here in the community but I haven't seen or met but one little dog.  Mom said that's just fine and I'll meet more dogs at school. &lt;br /&gt;The last picture is the street I see from our front door.  Mom and I go for walks down that street and sometimes we go off to the left or right.  I never know which way we're going but I still like to walk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5_b2RRY5B-A/Twm4uACUSvI/AAAAAAAAHng/GuP1Sasst9U/s1600/Florida%2Bdays%2B2012%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5_b2RRY5B-A/Twm4uACUSvI/AAAAAAAAHng/GuP1Sasst9U/s400/Florida%2Bdays%2B2012%2B005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695286304209914610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dKBNmgr-xyo/Twm4eQDsyTI/AAAAAAAAHnU/RZ9FjWlbhoo/s1600/Florida%2Bdays%2B2012%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dKBNmgr-xyo/Twm4eQDsyTI/AAAAAAAAHnU/RZ9FjWlbhoo/s400/Florida%2Bdays%2B2012%2B006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695286033632774450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-4811623371546281474?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/4811623371546281474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/01/shes-at-it-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/4811623371546281474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/4811623371546281474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/01/shes-at-it-again.html' title='She&apos;s at it again!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Cx_GQhus2s/Twm476Kah7I/AAAAAAAAHns/vCi_XqMC8_8/s72-c/Florida%2Bdays%2B2012%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-8817340039008378459</id><published>2012-01-05T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T09:06:04.163-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida 2012'/><title type='text'>Another day in Florida!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_V4Hl20BXKw/TwXR94KVaxI/AAAAAAAAHm8/dnBn5tkrM2E/s1600/Florida%2Bdays%2B2012%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_V4Hl20BXKw/TwXR94KVaxI/AAAAAAAAHm8/dnBn5tkrM2E/s400/Florida%2Bdays%2B2012%2B011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694188164857817874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O5qu7QuQWmE/TwXRuxeH4kI/AAAAAAAAHmw/zaFeN-HiCpE/s1600/Florida%2Bdays%2B2012%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O5qu7QuQWmE/TwXRuxeH4kI/AAAAAAAAHmw/zaFeN-HiCpE/s400/Florida%2Bdays%2B2012%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694187905363731010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my neighbor!  I don't know his name so we just stare at each other.  Once in awhile one of us will bark but usually we just sit and stare.  Mom said it's ok to stare but no barking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I have my favorite places to sit and sleep.  One is dad's lap, just like back home and I found a new place!  It's under the coffee table!  It's one of my favorite places!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love Florida!  Mom is taking me to the bead shop with her...although, I don't think she's going to take me inside.  She said I'm just going along for the ride.  We are going to stop at the doggie park so I can run and play.  Maybe I'll even see some other snow birds or dogs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7HRcOFMMB7g/TwXQzTpXy_I/AAAAAAAAHmk/GJxwI1HJzn0/s1600/Florida%2Bdays%2B2012%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7HRcOFMMB7g/TwXQzTpXy_I/AAAAAAAAHmk/GJxwI1HJzn0/s400/Florida%2Bdays%2B2012%2B004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694186883745565682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-37aced818524ec2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D037aced818524ec2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332689486%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1CBC6D0F8231AFC865E4DEF6718EBE40AE9665CB.28205CD863D5E777B145FE40DFDFF82F431DB41A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D37aced818524ec2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQ6HAkNPQO9zGHx44TbN7EYM3BAA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D037aced818524ec2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332689486%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1CBC6D0F8231AFC865E4DEF6718EBE40AE9665CB.28205CD863D5E777B145FE40DFDFF82F431DB41A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D37aced818524ec2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQ6HAkNPQO9zGHx44TbN7EYM3BAA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-8817340039008378459?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/8817340039008378459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/01/another-day-in-florida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/8817340039008378459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/8817340039008378459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/01/another-day-in-florida.html' title='Another day in Florida!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_V4Hl20BXKw/TwXR94KVaxI/AAAAAAAAHm8/dnBn5tkrM2E/s72-c/Florida%2Bdays%2B2012%2B011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-7667353162287824353</id><published>2012-01-03T07:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T07:29:43.130-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida 2012'/><title type='text'>Where are we?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mTEKtW5iFrI/TwMdMarFgGI/AAAAAAAAHmM/6_2fl2A0uJM/s1600/florida%2Bcold%2Bwalk%2B33%2Bdegrees%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mTEKtW5iFrI/TwMdMarFgGI/AAAAAAAAHmM/6_2fl2A0uJM/s400/florida%2Bcold%2Bwalk%2B33%2Bdegrees%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693426453082112098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused!  Where are we exactly??  It was only 33 degrees @ 7:30 a.m. for my 1st walk of the day.  Mom even put my coat on.  I don't really need it but it makes mom feel better I guess.  It sure was brisk out but the sun is shining so it only felt like 34 degrees! &lt;br /&gt;I still like my walks and I don't really care if it's snowing, raining or sunny.  It's more important for my mom but I think she's more of a fall weather girl.  Mom took this video of me today too.  She just loves it when I leave things I find in the street or just watch her.  Life is so simple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dc0aadf9babf992c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddc0aadf9babf992c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332689486%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D698B259F19837376FAAF3B5B4AEE8B43C2929463.93907972BD605DC60EF253622D86F6361E4DC95%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddc0aadf9babf992c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoRYDlFWf14rO2tyRt_I5EEpgQHk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddc0aadf9babf992c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332689486%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D698B259F19837376FAAF3B5B4AEE8B43C2929463.93907972BD605DC60EF253622D86F6361E4DC95%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddc0aadf9babf992c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoRYDlFWf14rO2tyRt_I5EEpgQHk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-7667353162287824353?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/7667353162287824353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/01/where-are-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/7667353162287824353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/7667353162287824353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/01/where-are-we.html' title='Where are we?'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mTEKtW5iFrI/TwMdMarFgGI/AAAAAAAAHmM/6_2fl2A0uJM/s72-c/florida%2Bcold%2Bwalk%2B33%2Bdegrees%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-4794215816743690510</id><published>2012-01-02T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T14:15:41.660-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida 2012'/><title type='text'>Fun in the sun</title><content type='html'>Mom is sure keeping me busy here in Florida!  I don't mind it but I do get tired and take more naps than I used to!  This is me in the outside room - mom and dad have a fancy name for it, Lani, but I just call it the outside room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9rC18MBkZU8/TwIpOyHebCI/AAAAAAAAHks/eo7e_hSoBdc/s1600/Florida%2B2011%2Bfirst%2Bweek%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9rC18MBkZU8/TwIpOyHebCI/AAAAAAAAHks/eo7e_hSoBdc/s320/Florida%2B2011%2Bfirst%2Bweek%2B011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693158212897762338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and I played in the outside room today.  Well, I played and she was playing with her beads and threads.  I'm not allowed to play with them so I had to bring some of my own toys out to the outside room.  I like laying on the tile floor...it's nice and cool after I've run in the yard and worked up a sweat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ciIBtAPZtYM/TwIorl4fdSI/AAAAAAAAHkg/wn2c-XKdfYw/s1600/Florida%2B2011%2Bfirst%2Bweek%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ciIBtAPZtYM/TwIorl4fdSI/AAAAAAAAHkg/wn2c-XKdfYw/s320/Florida%2B2011%2Bfirst%2Bweek%2B006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693157608318268706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me waiting for dad to come home from doing his golf thing.  I don't know what the golf thing is.  Mom said dad just likes to hit a little ball with a big stick.  I don't know why he just doesn't run with the small ball out in the yard like I do.  Guess I just can't figure out what these old people do all the time.  Dad does take me and mom on a ride on his golf cart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PSkPmjJE9B0/TwIoR7bM6yI/AAAAAAAAHkU/pSLuToIqPlo/s1600/Florida%2B2011%2Bfirst%2Bweek%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PSkPmjJE9B0/TwIoR7bM6yI/AAAAAAAAHkU/pSLuToIqPlo/s400/Florida%2B2011%2Bfirst%2Bweek%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693157167424400162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cN_OdGSOdkc/TwIoE5ZgOlI/AAAAAAAAHkI/A0Ss7RbTge8/s1600/Florida%2B2011%2Bfirst%2Bweek%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cN_OdGSOdkc/TwIoE5ZgOlI/AAAAAAAAHkI/A0Ss7RbTge8/s400/Florida%2B2011%2Bfirst%2Bweek%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693156943542106706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm waiting for dad to come home!    Mom has also taken me to the doggie park here in the community where we live.  So far I haven't seen any dogs.  Mom said we're either too early or too late but I think she's glad.  She's afraid I'll want to play with them instead of listening to her.  She does let me kinda run on the leash instead of our normal walks...those I have to be on her left side and walk real nice.  I do it just to make her happy.&lt;br /&gt;Mom took this video of me at the park today.  Now it's time for our walk in the community so I have to run! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ac3ab2287ce7e0da" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dac3ab2287ce7e0da%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332689486%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7EC58B087C062494E99031288DA6DDEC35860D40.545E49135F6F7287888D088E130FB540A320C221%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dac3ab2287ce7e0da%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcLn7eBBA2e665ne1b_EW8R4iJmM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dac3ab2287ce7e0da%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332689486%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7EC58B087C062494E99031288DA6DDEC35860D40.545E49135F6F7287888D088E130FB540A320C221%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dac3ab2287ce7e0da%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcLn7eBBA2e665ne1b_EW8R4iJmM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-4794215816743690510?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/4794215816743690510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/01/fun-in-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/4794215816743690510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/4794215816743690510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2012/01/fun-in-sun.html' title='Fun in the sun'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9rC18MBkZU8/TwIpOyHebCI/AAAAAAAAHks/eo7e_hSoBdc/s72-c/Florida%2B2011%2Bfirst%2Bweek%2B011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-2773589008871995934</id><published>2011-12-31T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T07:20:21.495-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida 2012'/><title type='text'>I'm not a snow dog any more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s7li9D4U_fk/Tv8kv2HMOYI/AAAAAAAAHjw/f4dTX6rtTrA/s1600/florida%2Bgrass.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s7li9D4U_fk/Tv8kv2HMOYI/AAAAAAAAHjw/f4dTX6rtTrA/s320/florida%2Bgrass.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692308858417723778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WOW!  Now I know what mom and dad meant by 'snow bird'!  Guess I'm now a snow bird instead of a snow dog.  There's no snow here where mom and dad took me!&lt;br /&gt;This is me walking in my new fenced in back yard and it it SO big!  I run and run and run and...well, you get the idea!  Mom said she's not so sure about this big yard for me...plus, instead of the big rocks we have at home (that I play with!) they have this wood stuff  that's so much fun to pick up and run away with.  Mom calls it "bark" but I don't hear the wood barking!  I think mom is just confused from the 2 1/2 day trip we took in the car.&lt;br /&gt;This is me in our hotel room.  I had fun there too with dad throwing my ball and toys and just playing with me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kB0aiB_Nk_g/Tv8kc3p7U5I/AAAAAAAAHjk/12yrvoEvm1M/s1600/My%2Bfirst%2Bday%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kB0aiB_Nk_g/Tv8kc3p7U5I/AAAAAAAAHjk/12yrvoEvm1M/s320/My%2Bfirst%2Bday%2B2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692308532414337938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;!-- It was a little confusing for me but mom said I did really good.  By the 2nd day around 3 in the afternoon I decided I wasn't going to go potty anymore so I held it really good until 10 at night!  The next morning mom took me out and there were so  many doggie smells I just didn't want to go.  Mom put me back in my crate and every 10 min. she would take me  a--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a little confusing for me but mom said I did really good.  By the  2nd day around 3 in the afternoon I decided I wasn't going to go potty  anymore so I held it really good until 10 at night!  The next morning  mom took me out and there were so  many doggie smells I just didn't want  to go.  Mom put me back in my crate and every 10 min. she would take me  back outside.  Finally, she asked dad to take me out while she got ready.  I did go potty for dad...only because I couldn't hold it anymore!  I just didn't like all the smells but I'm back on track now and ringing the bell to go outside.  Mom and dad think I'm just the best little dog!  I try to  keep my old parents happy by doing little things like that for them.&lt;br /&gt;This was me the last day...I sure slept alot!  But there really wasn't anything else to do.  So I just laid on buddy (my favorite toy) most of the trip.  Gracie sat next to me and we would look at each other.  Mom was afraid she might bite my nose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eV0Z47RA0xo/Tv8kJUBkFLI/AAAAAAAAHjY/Uf9NyFGRW7w/s1600/My%2Bfirst%2Bday%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eV0Z47RA0xo/Tv8kJUBkFLI/AAAAAAAAHjY/Uf9NyFGRW7w/s320/My%2Bfirst%2Bday%2B3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692308196432286898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me eating my chewing while mom and dad were having breakfast.  Yep, I'm good when mom and dad eat.  I lay on the floor next to them and chew my chewie or take a nap.  I'm really good because I don't jump up or beg for food.  Mom said that's just because dad hasn't taught me a bad habit yet.  I'm not sure what "bad habit" that would be...maybe some day dad will teach me!  Well, I have to run and play in the yard again!  Mom took me for a walk yesterday and our first morning walk today already!  We even rode the golf cart yesterday!  What fun it is being a snow bird!  I just hope I don't have to eat that seed food they give Gracie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rP5ioCv6Fw8/Tv8je3AA06I/AAAAAAAAHjM/_TpmRJhYTZM/s1600/yea%2Bwe%2527re%2Bhome.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rP5ioCv6Fw8/Tv8je3AA06I/AAAAAAAAHjM/_TpmRJhYTZM/s320/yea%2Bwe%2527re%2Bhome.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692307467086648226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9-m7QJghtCg/Tv8jPxHMc0I/AAAAAAAAHjA/SB4pBIAww6o/s1600/yep%2Bwe%2527re%2Bhome%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9-m7QJghtCg/Tv8jPxHMc0I/AAAAAAAAHjA/SB4pBIAww6o/s320/yep%2Bwe%2527re%2Bhome%2B3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692307207808119618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-2773589008871995934?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/2773589008871995934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-not-snow-dog-any-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/2773589008871995934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/2773589008871995934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-not-snow-dog-any-more.html' title='I&apos;m not a snow dog any more!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s7li9D4U_fk/Tv8kv2HMOYI/AAAAAAAAHjw/f4dTX6rtTrA/s72-c/florida%2Bgrass.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-497147846058335547</id><published>2011-12-25T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T05:56:46.324-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2011'/><title type='text'>My first Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NZWJb_abzvg/TvcrdPPyf8I/AAAAAAAAHh4/JCzjSY4Topg/s1600/kalee%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bchristmas%2Bcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NZWJb_abzvg/TvcrdPPyf8I/AAAAAAAAHh4/JCzjSY4Topg/s320/kalee%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bchristmas%2Bcard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690064435514867650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Merry Christmas Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-497147846058335547?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/497147846058335547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-first-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/497147846058335547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/497147846058335547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-first-christmas.html' title='My first Christmas!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NZWJb_abzvg/TvcrdPPyf8I/AAAAAAAAHh4/JCzjSY4Topg/s72-c/kalee%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bchristmas%2Bcard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-7530853537150723882</id><published>2011-12-24T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T09:48:01.481-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>Yes, I'm still a snow dog!</title><content type='html'>I just love the snow and especially like making snow balls!  Mom said they don't have snow where we're we are going for the winter so I don't know if I'll like it after all!  Mom took these videos of me making a snowball this morning.  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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-6353394194537581277</id><published>2011-12-23T15:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T15:51:02.160-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2011'/><title type='text'>I'm such a fashion diva!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEzSYirU3GI/TvUSrNv_hgI/AAAAAAAAHgY/cSQV1fRiKSw/s1600/christmas%2Bpre%2B2011%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEzSYirU3GI/TvUSrNv_hgI/AAAAAAAAHgY/cSQV1fRiKSw/s320/christmas%2Bpre%2B2011%2B004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689474237887120898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't my new coat pretty!  I wore it for the first time the other day when it was raining out.  Mom always puts my boots on because she doesn't want my feet to get dirty!  I don't know why!  When they do she just puts me in the sink and hoses me off!  I don't care either way, really.  I like my coat and boots and got to wear them again today when we went for our walk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get really tired after our walks or after dad plays with me.  So I jump up on dad's lap or sit in his big comfy chair and go to sleep.  Sometimes it's hard to sleep when mom is always taking pictures of me or just laughing at me!  Not sure why she does either one but guess I'm glad she does...or I wouldn't have anything to show on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Well, have to take a nap now then make mom and dad play with me...even though they might just want to watch their TV shows!  I'd rather they play with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KAdKUMBrHc8/TvUSf50qTeI/AAAAAAAAHgM/SozLC3eIK6s/s1600/christmas%2Bpre%2B2011%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KAdKUMBrHc8/TvUSf50qTeI/AAAAAAAAHgM/SozLC3eIK6s/s320/christmas%2Bpre%2B2011%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689474043559431650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-6353394194537581277?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/6353394194537581277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-such-fashion-diva.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/6353394194537581277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/6353394194537581277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-such-fashion-diva.html' title='I&apos;m such a fashion diva!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEzSYirU3GI/TvUSrNv_hgI/AAAAAAAAHgY/cSQV1fRiKSw/s72-c/christmas%2Bpre%2B2011%2B004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-3287683889380100146</id><published>2011-12-21T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T08:20:04.547-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2011'/><title type='text'>Just hanging around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uEpYdVGHKa0/TvIGPxYctJI/AAAAAAAAHfo/X51f3KSI7Aw/s1600/kalee%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bchristmas%2B2011%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uEpYdVGHKa0/TvIGPxYctJI/AAAAAAAAHfo/X51f3KSI7Aw/s320/kalee%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bchristmas%2B2011%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688616147346044050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy...mom sure has been busy lately...has something to do with being those 'snow birds'.  I still can't convince her I'm a snow dog and not a bird!  Sure takes a long time to train her!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had my 2nd hair appointment with Angela.   I really like Angela and tried to show her with lots of kisses while she was trimming my face.  She just kept laughing!&lt;br /&gt;Today mom said she is packing some clothes for our trip.  I guess it's a long trip because she's getting out lots of suitcases and some big bags.  She calls them space saver bags.  As long as she doesn't put me in one I don't care. &lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to get back to finding some more presents.  Sure hope I get something good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-3287683889380100146?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/3287683889380100146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-hanging-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/3287683889380100146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/3287683889380100146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-hanging-around.html' title='Just hanging around'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uEpYdVGHKa0/TvIGPxYctJI/AAAAAAAAHfo/X51f3KSI7Aw/s72-c/kalee%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bchristmas%2B2011%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-1314342803314468725</id><published>2011-12-18T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T13:35:42.047-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepover'/><title type='text'>My first sleepover!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SxEWP1hpW0/Tu5cjStQ6xI/AAAAAAAAHeI/7mTZsVPUZPQ/s1600/kalee%2Bovernight%2Band%2BAmbe%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SxEWP1hpW0/Tu5cjStQ6xI/AAAAAAAAHeI/7mTZsVPUZPQ/s320/kalee%2Bovernight%2Band%2BAmbe%2B4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687585140802382610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fun weekend I had!  It was my first 'sleepover'!  I didn't know what a 'sleepover' was until Mom started to pack all my toys, food and crate in the car.  I thought I was losing all my stuff!  But mom put me in the car and off we went down to the grand kids house.&lt;br /&gt;I got to spend the night and play with the kids and cats!  I never played with cats before and we had so much fun!!&lt;br /&gt;Alley and AJ are the cats that live with the grand kids.  Alley was my favorite because she would play with me!   Mom put a video on this post for me of us playing together.&lt;br /&gt;The kids played with me a lot too, which was fun.    Amber and Nick took me outside on my leash lots of times.  Mom likes to make sure I go potty because she says she doesn't want me making any mistakes!  I don't make mistakes and I was a good girl even in a strange house.&lt;br /&gt;I did get wore out from playing so much so last night I slept on Amber's lap and this morning I slept on Nick's lap.  I really like Nick and Amber and I'm looking forward to our next sleepover in the spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1jzhnjhx4r8/Tu5aUB6MnMI/AAAAAAAAHd8/RyjY5cCi2kM/s1600/kalee%2Bovernight%2Band%2Balley%2Band%2BAJ.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1jzhnjhx4r8/Tu5aUB6MnMI/AAAAAAAAHd8/RyjY5cCi2kM/s320/kalee%2Bovernight%2Band%2Balley%2Band%2BAJ.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687582679571930306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cw31OUe9Iss/Tu5aJE17stI/AAAAAAAAHdw/I3n8_CGbzcw/s1600/kalee%2Bovernight%2Band%2BAmbe%2B5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cw31OUe9Iss/Tu5aJE17stI/AAAAAAAAHdw/I3n8_CGbzcw/s320/kalee%2Bovernight%2Band%2BAmbe%2B5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687582491380789970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hm9mCKWwglM/Tu5Z7AJTG3I/AAAAAAAAHdY/ay0a4yLtZac/s1600/Nick%2B%2526%2BKalee%2B%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m0zb2G83cKo/TufrAWXUTjI/AAAAAAAAHaw/eMSEG7Gm7yk/s320/Aussome%2BDec.%2B2011%2Bmeeting%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685771445814447666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes mom puts it on her chair for me to lie on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qFd1b9LYbsg/TufrAIYO27I/AAAAAAAAHak/8UAAXkevDKQ/s1600/Aussome%2BDec.%2B2011%2Bmeeting%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qFd1b9LYbsg/TufrAIYO27I/AAAAAAAAHak/8UAAXkevDKQ/s320/Aussome%2BDec.%2B2011%2Bmeeting%2B004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685771442060188594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like to bury my bones in it too...except sometimes mom sits on one.  She's not very happy when that happens! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ntEv28JVyM/TufrA-ZVITI/AAAAAAAAHbA/-QQo3ffmJ4s/s1600/Aussome%2BDec.%2B2011%2Bmeeting%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ntEv28JVyM/TufrA-ZVITI/AAAAAAAAHbA/-QQo3ffmJ4s/s320/Aussome%2BDec.%2B2011%2Bmeeting%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685771456560308530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And sometimes I just like to sit on the end of the couch.  I like to tease mom that I'm going to reach over and grab her knitting or sewing!  I figure if it's there, it's for me to play with!  Mom doesn't feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bxQ_IQ49tLg/TufqW3TpugI/AAAAAAAAHaY/_JpcG4QZ7uQ/s1600/Aussome%2BDec.%2B2011%2Bmeeting%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bxQ_IQ49tLg/TufqW3TpugI/AAAAAAAAHaY/_JpcG4QZ7uQ/s320/Aussome%2BDec.%2B2011%2Bmeeting%2B007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685770733102938626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to go to the vets today for a slight ear problem.  I had an itching ear but mom has been cleaning it out with some of Mandy's ear cleaner.  The vet said mom must have done a good job because I don't have a bad infection at all.  He gave us some dumb drops that mom puts in my ears.  I don't like that very much because it tickles.  Mom said it will only be a few more days of ear drops.  Now I can just pretend like I don't hear hear when mom calls me...because of the ear drops you know!  I guess that will work for a few days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-3509239322600829471?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/3509239322600829471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-love-my-blankie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/3509239322600829471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/3509239322600829471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-love-my-blankie.html' title='I love my blankie!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m0zb2G83cKo/TufrAWXUTjI/AAAAAAAAHaw/eMSEG7Gm7yk/s72-c/Aussome%2BDec.%2B2011%2Bmeeting%2B003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-7537708087576684284</id><published>2011-12-09T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T07:24:28.813-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='losing teeth'/><title type='text'>I'm a big girl now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J3ozqdwZvSU/TuIm0ugho_I/AAAAAAAAHZo/iXk-SzFmUj0/s1600/kalee%2Btooth%2B2011%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J3ozqdwZvSU/TuIm0ugho_I/AAAAAAAAHZo/iXk-SzFmUj0/s320/kalee%2Btooth%2B2011%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684148366974493682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love  my mom!  But...if the truth be told she doesn't take pictures very good (dad tells her this a lot too!). &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, mom and dad have been telling me what a big girl I'm getting to be!  First, I go potty outside all the time.  I either bark or ring the bell on the door...I have to do this because mom and dad get distracted and don't know I'm sitting at the door!  It's really been hard to train them but we're doing it!  I love being outside so this 'potty' training was a snap for me!&lt;br /&gt;And check out the latest tooth I lost!  See what I mean about mom not so good at taking pictures!  I did have four of my baby teeth pulled when I had my 'surgery' two weeks ago.  Mom seems to think I don't have any baby teeth left.  She said she's happy abut that too and it just proves that I'm getting to be a big girl. &lt;br /&gt;It's snowing again and I just love the snow!  I like to run in it and push the snow with my nose!  Mom lets me stay out but she stands at the door and watches me!  I think I just make her happy to see me playing.  I just wish mom or dad would come and play in the snow with me.  Then maybe they would become a 'snow dog' instead of the 'snow birds' they are now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-7537708087576684284?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/7537708087576684284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-big-girl-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/7537708087576684284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/7537708087576684284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-big-girl-now.html' title='I&apos;m a big girl now!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J3ozqdwZvSU/TuIm0ugho_I/AAAAAAAAHZo/iXk-SzFmUj0/s72-c/kalee%2Btooth%2B2011%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-8543193329518989725</id><published>2011-12-05T13:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T13:09:41.357-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sherry'/><title type='text'>My Cousin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yUYKUljaE1w/Tt0xBav5J5I/AAAAAAAAHZE/VdYsxpMXBmg/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yUYKUljaE1w/Tt0xBav5J5I/AAAAAAAAHZE/VdYsxpMXBmg/s400/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682752205241264018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom said this is my new cousin.  Her name is Sherry and she lives in Pennsylvania (I don't know where that is) with my mom's sister.   Mom said Sherry only weighs two lbs!  That's how much I weighed when I had my very first checkup.  I'm a big girl now and I weigh 10 lbs.! &lt;br /&gt;When we become "snowbirds" - Mom still won't call me a "snowdog" - I'm going to go with mom to visit my cousin.  Mom said her sister is a "snowbird" too.  I bet we'll have lots of fun playing with each other!   Mom said that will give her and her a sister a break!  We'll see!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-8543193329518989725?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/8543193329518989725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-cousin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/8543193329518989725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/8543193329518989725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-cousin.html' title='My Cousin'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yUYKUljaE1w/Tt0xBav5J5I/AAAAAAAAHZE/VdYsxpMXBmg/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-815775636587226638</id><published>2011-12-03T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T07:55:53.632-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>Snow Bird? or Snow Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OkUA6jbSEEg/TtpFE7OQMfI/AAAAAAAAHXk/_9U-h5oo4UM/s1600/Nov%2B2011%2Bsnow%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OkUA6jbSEEg/TtpFE7OQMfI/AAAAAAAAHXk/_9U-h5oo4UM/s400/Nov%2B2011%2Bsnow%2B009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681929830800568818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and dad keep saying that we are going to be Snow Birds!  I know I'm not the smartest puppy but I do know that I'm a dog!  So I think I should be called a snow dog!  I love the snow!!!  It tastes so good!  Feels nice and cool on my tummy!  And just fun to play in!  I tried to make a ball to play with yesterday.  I started to push some snow with my nose and it made a ball!  I kept hitting it with my nose and it started to get bigger!!!  What fun that was!  Mom said she wished she had the video camera...you know how my mom is...she has this thing about taking pictures of me all the time.  Oh well...it keeps her happy and that's what I'm all about is making mom and dad happy!  Well, most of the time anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V7t78oSsHto/TtpE0CuD4ZI/AAAAAAAAHXY/_MKxnOaKwEo/s1600/Nov%2B2011%2Bsnow%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V7t78oSsHto/TtpE0CuD4ZI/AAAAAAAAHXY/_MKxnOaKwEo/s320/Nov%2B2011%2Bsnow%2B008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681929540755251602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aV3o0LIgal8/TtpEnur8dbI/AAAAAAAAHXM/ZWeGIEpZeoo/s1600/Nov%2B2011%2Bsnow%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aV3o0LIgal8/TtpEnur8dbI/AAAAAAAAHXM/ZWeGIEpZeoo/s320/Nov%2B2011%2Bsnow%2B007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681929329219237298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--F4-kXEj134/TtpEZ8XSuVI/AAAAAAAAHW0/EG_T9wgCZNw/s1600/Nov%2B2011%2Bsnow%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--F4-kXEj134/TtpEZ8XSuVI/AAAAAAAAHW0/EG_T9wgCZNw/s320/Nov%2B2011%2Bsnow%2B005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681929092372543826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-815775636587226638?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/815775636587226638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/12/snow-bird-or-snow-dog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/815775636587226638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/815775636587226638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/12/snow-bird-or-snow-dog.html' title='Snow Bird? or Snow Dog'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OkUA6jbSEEg/TtpFE7OQMfI/AAAAAAAAHXk/_9U-h5oo4UM/s72-c/Nov%2B2011%2Bsnow%2B009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-5164721818499424510</id><published>2011-12-02T05:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T05:44:58.630-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><title type='text'>Ouch!</title><content type='html'>Well, my mom sure tricked me!  She brought out my car taxi the other day and, since I love going for a ride, I jumped right in!  I should have known something was up because dad drove us...and we ended up at our vet's office.  I thought I was getting my day at the spa again but NOT!!&lt;br /&gt;Turned out I had what mom called surgery!  I don't like surgery so much.  It's not a game and it makes your tummy hurt...well, just a little.  The vet made me go to sleep then they put me in a crate...I don't know what happened in between so I guess that was the "surgery".&lt;br /&gt;They told mom that I couldn't get my incision (that's what they call it when they cut you!) wet....so Mom had to figure out a way to keep my tummy dry.  The vet suggested Press N'Seal but it stuck to my fur and I didn't like that so much.  So my mom put on some gauze, then she cut up some fabric then put the Press N'Seal around my tummy!  Actually, I liked the way it held my fat tummy up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2V3dMPxVQXU/TtjSuzwQoAI/AAAAAAAAHWc/ZhuI76Dhono/s1600/kalee%2Bsurgery%2Bnov%2B2011%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2V3dMPxVQXU/TtjSuzwQoAI/AAAAAAAAHWc/ZhuI76Dhono/s320/kalee%2Bsurgery%2Bnov%2B2011%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681522631536320514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad was holding me so mom could take my picture.  Whenever I go outside, mom wraps me up.  You see we have this wet, white stuff on the ground.  Mom calls it "snow" but I call it "fun"!!  Last night I was playing with a piece of the "snow" and I started to roll it and mom said I made a "snowball".  It was fun!  Mom made me stop because she said I'm not suppose to run (yet!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wnM_BBLwNH8/TtjSuiOgW8I/AAAAAAAAHWQ/ILfR2Fz6Scw/s1600/kalee%2Bsurgery%2Bnov%2B2011%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wnM_BBLwNH8/TtjSuiOgW8I/AAAAAAAAHWQ/ILfR2Fz6Scw/s320/kalee%2Bsurgery%2Bnov%2B2011%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681522626831342530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess this surgery thing is so I don't have puppies like myself!  Actually, I'm too busy to have puppies...it's just "all about me" so mom made a good decision for me.  Although, she didn't tell me that I was also having four baby teeth removed too!  The vet said my baby teeth were sitting next to my big girl teeth and stopping them from coming through.  Who knew!  Mom did...she said she could feel and see the teeth next to each other. &lt;br /&gt;So lots of ouch's this week but I feel really good now.  Mom and dad won't let me run around yet..I don't know why!  I feel great and I'm ready to play and drive mom and dad nuts again!  Hmmm  Maybe that's why they're keeping me in the big girl crate!  Now that's an OUCH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-5164721818499424510?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/5164721818499424510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/12/ouch.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/5164721818499424510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/5164721818499424510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/12/ouch.html' title='Ouch!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2V3dMPxVQXU/TtjSuzwQoAI/AAAAAAAAHWc/ZhuI76Dhono/s72-c/kalee%2Bsurgery%2Bnov%2B2011%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-4309869953360354949</id><published>2011-11-27T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T08:58:51.397-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>My first Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZfTbFqHjnY/TtJn-hf57OI/AAAAAAAAHUk/TBg9Sa3Hgv4/s1600/thanksgiving%2B2011%2B024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZfTbFqHjnY/TtJn-hf57OI/AAAAAAAAHUk/TBg9Sa3Hgv4/s320/thanksgiving%2B2011%2B024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679716403909356770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What fun I had this Thanksgiving week!!!  I got to meet Ben!  Ben belongs to Ian's family from Indiana and he is a big boy!  He weighs 105 lbs. but mom says he's a "gentle giant".  I really liked Ben and I had fun with all the other company we had at the house too! &lt;br /&gt;Mom took some video's of me (mom put them below) trying to get Ben to play.  Ben has what they call arthritis which means he can't run and play like I do but he did 'walk' me around the coffee table! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ldQ-TvSsw_U/TtJn1OsCFVI/AAAAAAAAHUY/EFGQAjDnG9E/s1600/thanksgiving%2B2011%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ldQ-TvSsw_U/TtJn1OsCFVI/AAAAAAAAHUY/EFGQAjDnG9E/s320/thanksgiving%2B2011%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679716244241126738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was so tired after our company left that I fell asleep on top of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Frisbee&lt;/span&gt;!  I've slept a lot today too.  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href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-first-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/4309869953360354949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/4309869953360354949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-first-thanksgiving.html' title='My first Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZfTbFqHjnY/TtJn-hf57OI/AAAAAAAAHUk/TBg9Sa3Hgv4/s72-c/thanksgiving%2B2011%2B024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-3216713827306436312</id><published>2011-11-22T14:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T15:02:11.310-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grooming'/><title type='text'>My first grooming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XpNyiZJ2i_I/Tswn0ol72SI/AAAAAAAAHT0/yJSrrRdpLFM/s1600/1st%2Bhair%2Bcut%2Bkalee%2Bnov%2B2011%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XpNyiZJ2i_I/Tswn0ol72SI/AAAAAAAAHT0/yJSrrRdpLFM/s320/1st%2Bhair%2Bcut%2Bkalee%2Bnov%2B2011%2B007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677957015410563362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Angela and she's my newest best friend!!  Mom took me to Angela today for my first 'hair' appointment!  I thought we were going to see our Vet friend (Angela works in the same building as my Vet) but mom said, no, I was having my first grooming!  I wasn't quite sure what that meant as mom does my hair, baths me and cleans me up in the bathroom sink.  Wow!  This grooming thing sure is different from our bath time!  But I love Angela!  She's the best!!  I guess Angela used to take care of the Mandy dog that used to live here too.  Mom said no one can do a doggies hair like Angela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me early this morning before I did the 'grooming' thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nT0WVnA6BdQ/TswnN4j1cpI/AAAAAAAAHTc/Uhd8FOmflXQ/s1600/1st%2Bhair%2Bcut%2Bkalee%2Bnov%2B2011%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nT0WVnA6BdQ/TswnN4j1cpI/AAAAAAAAHTc/Uhd8FOmflXQ/s320/1st%2Bhair%2Bcut%2Bkalee%2Bnov%2B2011%2B004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677956349681824402" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_NzSRe_rLk/Tswm16IzBSI/AAAAAAAAHTQ/abhvy6ldB6Y/s1600/1st%2Bhair%2Bcut%2Bkalee%2Bnov%2B2011%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_NzSRe_rLk/Tswm16IzBSI/AAAAAAAAHTQ/abhvy6ldB6Y/s320/1st%2Bhair%2Bcut%2Bkalee%2Bnov%2B2011%2B009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677955937788429602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lsUWnUGNxSs/Tswmi-ArGlI/AAAAAAAAHTE/SEpi0VkDxEQ/s1600/1st%2Bhair%2Bcut%2Bkalee%2Bnov%2B2011%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lsUWnUGNxSs/Tswmi-ArGlI/AAAAAAAAHTE/SEpi0VkDxEQ/s320/1st%2Bhair%2Bcut%2Bkalee%2Bnov%2B2011%2B010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677955612410583634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is me after I had my day at the doggie spa!  Dad said I now look more like a Bichon!  I think that's a compliment!  Mom said she loves my little feet trimmed better than anything.  Mom and dad sure are silly about how I look!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-3216713827306436312?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/3216713827306436312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-first-grooming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/3216713827306436312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/3216713827306436312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-first-grooming.html' title='My first grooming!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XpNyiZJ2i_I/Tswn0ol72SI/AAAAAAAAHT0/yJSrrRdpLFM/s72-c/1st%2Bhair%2Bcut%2Bkalee%2Bnov%2B2011%2B007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-828640508709414711</id><published>2011-11-18T11:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T12:02:37.238-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy class'/><title type='text'>I graduated!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My diploma!&lt;br /&gt;Mom and me graduated from puppy class!!  Yippee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYAQjaw8v7s/Tsa3gc_VugI/AAAAAAAAHR8/sVkRe6wQy2M/s1600/stuff%2Bnov%2B2011%2B2%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYAQjaw8v7s/Tsa3gc_VugI/AAAAAAAAHR8/sVkRe6wQy2M/s320/stuff%2Bnov%2B2011%2B2%2B004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676426148512643586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boy did mom and me have fun at our last puppy class Wed. night!!!  They had us run recall races with each other!  I got to run next to Oscar my little Yorkie buddy in class.  I did real good at coming back to mom when she called me!  One time the trainer was holding me at one end of the huge yard and I slipped out of my harness!  But because I'm trained so good, I just raced and raced back to mom and sat right in front of her.  Everyone laughed and said we entertained them and mom said I did good. &lt;br /&gt;Next we go to play some agility games with a big tunnel!  I was first to run through the tunnel and I did it real fast and never looked back!  I ran to mom and she gave me good treats.  The trainer stayed at one end and mom went to the other end of the tunnel until it was 20 feet long!  That's a long way for me to run through but I never hesitated at all (one BIG black dog was scared but not me!).  It was so much fun!  then the trainer made an 'L' shape with the tunnel so I couldn't see my mom at the end but I knew she was there!  I could hear her calling me so I ran as quick as I could!  Again, mom said I did great!  I really liked this agility stuff!  Maybe mom will do that with me when I get bigger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cn73OCVkoMs/Tsa3gDgLFEI/AAAAAAAAHRw/KRGY8HGCCG0/s1600/stuff%2Bnov%2B2011%2B2%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cn73OCVkoMs/Tsa3gDgLFEI/AAAAAAAAHRw/KRGY8HGCCG0/s320/stuff%2Bnov%2B2011%2B2%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676426141671035970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course I was really, really tired when we got home so I jumped up in dad's chair to take a rest!  Dad had to sit on the couch but that's good for him to sit in different places!  Oh, yea, I forgot to say I can jump up on mom and dad's chairs now.  But I'm only allowed to do this if they say it's ok.  I try to sneak some naps when they aren't looking...it's ok...I'm a puppy remember!  I have a puppy brain so I don't remember &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; yet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-828640508709414711?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/828640508709414711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-graduated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/828640508709414711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/828640508709414711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-graduated.html' title='I graduated!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYAQjaw8v7s/Tsa3gc_VugI/AAAAAAAAHR8/sVkRe6wQy2M/s72-c/stuff%2Bnov%2B2011%2B2%2B004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-189926117605108634</id><published>2011-11-16T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T12:04:02.991-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>Some of my day(s)...</title><content type='html'>Mom and I have been busy as usual.  She's either trying to get me to do my lessons or I follow her around when she does this 'cleaning' thing.  I don't get to help her but I like to watch her.  sometimes I get bored so I get my favorite toy, Buddy, and we just play together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fgj3FhbHA54/TsQVGLUNouI/AAAAAAAAHRk/impjcQeH60E/s1600/Nov%2B2011%2Bstuff%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fgj3FhbHA54/TsQVGLUNouI/AAAAAAAAHRk/impjcQeH60E/s320/Nov%2B2011%2Bstuff%2B009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675684626254635746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my place to sit or sleep when mom and dad eat their food.  They don't want me to jump up on them or beg for their food.  I've never had their food and I don't think I want to.  They use these 'metal' things to eat with!  I'll stick to eating out of my metal bowls!  That's a lot easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGMnF7hD3ck/TsQVFz16hBI/AAAAAAAAHRY/n8MuRhKHeTw/s1600/Nov%2B2011%2Bstuff%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGMnF7hD3ck/TsQVFz16hBI/AAAAAAAAHRY/n8MuRhKHeTw/s320/Nov%2B2011%2Bstuff%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675684619953538066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was me last Thursday playing in 'snow'!  I didn't know what snow was.  I thought mom put white pieces outside for me to play with!  I don't mind the cold so it was fun to run and try to eat the snow.  Mom said to "get ready" because soon she said there will be lots of white stuff to play in.  She also said to enjoy it because soon we'll be in a different house where they don't have snow.  It's called "Florida".  I don't know what "Florida" is but I'm sure it's nice if mom likes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WBIbDc2CLrw/TsQUpJ_bqII/AAAAAAAAHRM/sWPlyRHHGaI/s1600/Nov%2B2011%2Bstuff%2B014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WBIbDc2CLrw/TsQUpJ_bqII/AAAAAAAAHRM/sWPlyRHHGaI/s320/Nov%2B2011%2Bstuff%2B014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675684127682832514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I even did my bathroom activity outside in the snow.  It was kinda cold on my backside but I don't mind that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qZjqNkHam8I/TsQS3sFkLBI/AAAAAAAAHQ0/0jWMg1QFOcE/s1600/Nov%2B2011%2Bstuff%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qZjqNkHam8I/TsQS3sFkLBI/AAAAAAAAHQ0/0jWMg1QFOcE/s320/Nov%2B2011%2Bstuff%2B013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675682178330274834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tonight is my last puppy class and mom said we should graduate tonight!  I'm going to miss going to see the nice trainers and all the other dogs.  Mom said when we get back from the Florida house that we're going to go to class again.  I can't wait!  Gotta go rest now so I'm ready for my graduation tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-189926117605108634?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/189926117605108634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/11/some-of-my-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/189926117605108634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/189926117605108634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/11/some-of-my-days.html' title='Some of my day(s)...'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fgj3FhbHA54/TsQVGLUNouI/AAAAAAAAHRk/impjcQeH60E/s72-c/Nov%2B2011%2Bstuff%2B009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-3853759322826187339</id><published>2011-11-10T16:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T16:15:27.620-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy class'/><title type='text'>Waiting to go to puppy class</title><content type='html'>Geezzz...it takes my mom so long to get 'us' ready for puppy class on Wednesday's.  She puts my puppy taxi up on the counter then she gets her coat and purse and other stuff together.  All I can do is stare up at my taxi on the counter!  I'm all ready to go!    I'm hoping to get her attention when I do the 'stare' but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m8fT8BC1kOk/TrxnD0l006I/AAAAAAAAHHk/hTEa9Ytmzl8/s1600/Nov%2B2011%2Bstuff%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m8fT8BC1kOk/TrxnD0l006I/AAAAAAAAHHk/hTEa9Ytmzl8/s320/Nov%2B2011%2Bstuff%2B006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673522945934545826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that doesn't work so then I lay down in front of her and give her the 'stare'!  I love going in my crate and going for rides in the car! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0m_CXEQz4sg/TrxnDsmVU8I/AAAAAAAAHHQ/hX_NKV1PiY0/s1600/Nov%2B2011%2Bstuff%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0m_CXEQz4sg/TrxnDsmVU8I/AAAAAAAAHHQ/hX_NKV1PiY0/s320/Nov%2B2011%2Bstuff%2B007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673522943789192130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally!!!  Mom puts the crate on the floor and I jump right in...now I have still have to wait for her to close it up and put me in the car!   It's just a big old waiting game on Wednesday's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-247U19LLw5U/TrxnDfglorI/AAAAAAAAHHI/0wWk1FjfrKU/s1600/Nov%2B2011%2Bstuff%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-247U19LLw5U/TrxnDfglorI/AAAAAAAAHHI/0wWk1FjfrKU/s320/Nov%2B2011%2Bstuff%2B008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673522940275434162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love my mom but I guess because she's old it just takes her a long time to get us ready!&lt;br /&gt;We only have one more week of puppy class and I'm going to be sad.  I love seeing all the people and the dogs!  Maybe when we get back from Florida mom said we'll do another class.  You know I have to be well behaved to become a therapy dog.  Mom said it's going to take a year but we'll make it!!  Aren't mom's the best!  They always believe in you!  But they are slow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-3853759322826187339?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/3853759322826187339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/11/waiting-to-go-to-puppy-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/3853759322826187339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/3853759322826187339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/11/waiting-to-go-to-puppy-class.html' title='Waiting to go to puppy class'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m8fT8BC1kOk/TrxnD0l006I/AAAAAAAAHHk/hTEa9Ytmzl8/s72-c/Nov%2B2011%2Bstuff%2B006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-9052024833169260397</id><published>2011-11-05T11:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T11:47:54.599-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy class'/><title type='text'>A day at puppy class</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vbfnI5sLIoY/TrWASh87C_I/AAAAAAAAHF0/djcYiabqWgo/s1600/dawn%2527s%2Btopper%2B2011%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vbfnI5sLIoY/TrWASh87C_I/AAAAAAAAHF0/djcYiabqWgo/s320/dawn%2527s%2Btopper%2B2011%2B008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671580361582906354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad came to watch me at my puppy class this week!  I tried to do really good so he would be proud of me especailly since he was taking pictures and video's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this picture I was cheating!  I was suppose to lie down and stay...but I kinda squated!  I knew what I was suppose to do but mom had some really good treats so I thought I'd just sneak a bite! &lt;br /&gt;I did end up doing my sit/stay and down/stay good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-enAEmxpKBus/TrWABhyJzJI/AAAAAAAAHFo/Didm2aBSPyA/s1600/dawn%2527s%2Btopper%2B2011%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-enAEmxpKBus/TrWABhyJzJI/AAAAAAAAHFo/Didm2aBSPyA/s320/dawn%2527s%2Btopper%2B2011%2B009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671580069479959698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-55TPOUeW2OU/TrWABRbfNMI/AAAAAAAAHFc/GsOWa9dfBbA/s1600/dawn%2527s%2Btopper%2B2011%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-55TPOUeW2OU/TrWABRbfNMI/AAAAAAAAHFc/GsOWa9dfBbA/s320/dawn%2527s%2Btopper%2B2011%2B006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671580065089926338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t-26JBG_CjM/TrV_mKWVKNI/AAAAAAAAHFQ/4NKie2KBSJk/s1600/Kalee%2Bprogress%2BOct%2B2011%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t-26JBG_CjM/TrV_mKWVKNI/AAAAAAAAHFQ/4NKie2KBSJk/s320/Kalee%2Bprogress%2BOct%2B2011%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671579599332780242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I start to get tired before the class is over with so I'll just lie down.  Mom said that's ok as long as I get back up and do the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;This was me doing the 'watch me' command.  That's where you are suppose to just stare at whoever has your leash!  I think it's kinda dumb but I always get a treat when I do the 'stare' so that's what I do.  I sit and stare or I walk and stare!  Silly isn't it! &lt;br /&gt;Here are two video's dad took.  One is of me smelling the floor and mom dragging me to get my attention.  This is the 'down/stay' command and I did finally do it good enough for a treat!  The 2nd video is where Diane, the head trainer, took me out in the middle of the class to do a demo.  We were being taught the 'leave it' command.  That's where someone teases you by dropping a good treat on the ground but you aren't allowed to eat it!  Isn't that mean!  Mom said I have to learn this command if I want to be a Therapy Dog like Mandy was.  She doesn't want me to eat someone's pills in the nursing home!  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href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-at-puppy-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/9052024833169260397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/9052024833169260397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-at-puppy-class.html' title='A day at puppy class'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vbfnI5sLIoY/TrWASh87C_I/AAAAAAAAHF0/djcYiabqWgo/s72-c/dawn%2527s%2Btopper%2B2011%2B008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-1330994905987539526</id><published>2011-11-04T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T07:53:05.199-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy class'/><title type='text'>Words not required</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom and me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aAWO777WAFY/TrP8AKlIZSI/AAAAAAAAHEU/eyy_B0NqWB0/s1600/dawn%2527s%2Btopper%2B2011%2B016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pYLMw-bZ23g/TrGeUyJb34I/AAAAAAAAHDY/tc0GhivWy_8/s320/halloween%2B2011%2B010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670487485732085634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I do love Halloween!!  I didn't know what this word meant or what the day was all about but I sure found out quick!  It's a day that different, strange looking little people come to your house!  They all greet you by saying "trick or treat".  I know the word "treat" because mom says that to me all the time but I'm still not sure about the "trick" part.  I don't know any tricks yet but I'm sure mom will teach me those at some point too!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is me all dressed up in my Halloween outfit (mom said you have to dress up like the other little people).  I was really good when the little people came to the door.  Sometimes they would ring the door bell and that's when mom would tell me "get in your crate" so I would!  That's where I'm suppose to sit when someone comes to the front door.  I don't always do that but on Halloween night I did REALLY good!  I won't tell mom but at first I just wasn't sure what was happening so that big crate looked pretty good to me!  It's my safe place, you know!&lt;br /&gt;This is dad and me waiting for the door bell to ring.  Sometimes the little people would just knock on the door and then they would yell out "trick or treat".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-trZjyw4omg0/TrGeE6QsTSI/AAAAAAAAHDM/X2EVZ2kR2nY/s1600/halloween%2B2011%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-trZjyw4omg0/TrGeE6QsTSI/AAAAAAAAHDM/X2EVZ2kR2nY/s320/halloween%2B2011%2B011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670487213032099106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad just loves to have me 'sit'...he does this a lot!  So I 'sit' just to make him happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WOCcaXuq61o/TrGeElx8w5I/AAAAAAAAHDA/g06164PTlmI/s1600/halloween%2B2011%2B016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WOCcaXuq61o/TrGeElx8w5I/AAAAAAAAHDA/g06164PTlmI/s320/halloween%2B2011%2B016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670487207534445458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me when the door bell rang and mom said "crate"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rWVJcKpOuqQ/TrGeEcuQ8QI/AAAAAAAAHC0/4-0V8PudvGM/s1600/halloween%2B2011%2B024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rWVJcKpOuqQ/TrGeEcuQ8QI/AAAAAAAAHC0/4-0V8PudvGM/s320/halloween%2B2011%2B024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670487205103071490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is dad and me waiting again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1c-H1kL7Nl0/TrGdbDpUBpI/AAAAAAAAHCo/L0Kbf3425yY/s1600/halloween%2B2011%2B026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1c-H1kL7Nl0/TrGdbDpUBpI/AAAAAAAAHCo/L0Kbf3425yY/s320/halloween%2B2011%2B026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670486493996779154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It did get boring at times, so I would just lay in my crate and wait for the next group of little people to stop by.    Mom and dad would reward the little people for coming to the house and give them a "treat" of candy.  Mom said they gave out 199 treats.  No wonder I was tired!  That was a lot of little people for me to say hello to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pKy9e2JWkTw/TrGdanZe3TI/AAAAAAAAHCg/1Bn1OiVZMbg/s1600/halloween%2B2011%2B027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pKy9e2JWkTw/TrGdanZe3TI/AAAAAAAAHCg/1Bn1OiVZMbg/s320/halloween%2B2011%2B027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670486486414187826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what some of the little people looked like!  Aren't they funny!  I wasn't even scared because mom told me ahead of time they wouldn't look like any kids I have seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y6arXqTry2g/TrGdaKr8fbI/AAAAAAAAHCQ/0peCOyZJ-hk/s1600/halloween%2B2011%2B021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y6arXqTry2g/TrGdaKr8fbI/AAAAAAAAHCQ/0peCOyZJ-hk/s320/halloween%2B2011%2B021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670486478706998706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't wait for the next Halloween day!!!  I just hope I get more treats next time!  All I got was pieces of turkey franks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-7043918032477320016?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/7043918032477320016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-love-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/7043918032477320016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/7043918032477320016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-love-halloween.html' title='I LOVE HALLOWEEN!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pYLMw-bZ23g/TrGeUyJb34I/AAAAAAAAHDY/tc0GhivWy_8/s72-c/halloween%2B2011%2B010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-579919141861073573</id><published>2011-10-30T17:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T17:53:05.876-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepy time'/><title type='text'>Shame on me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxZXY3ZVGu8/Tq3uP180iEI/AAAAAAAAHAM/CVg3mfF1oBU/s1600/ccc%2Boct%2B2011%2Bmtg%2B030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxZXY3ZVGu8/Tq3uP180iEI/AAAAAAAAHAM/CVg3mfF1oBU/s320/ccc%2Boct%2B2011%2Bmtg%2B030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669449461876951106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shame on me...Mom said I'm suppose to be keeping my blog up but gosh...it sure is hard to do that when she keeps me so busy!  We have to do our puppy lessons, go for walks, then she started doing these crate games with me.  We are so busy that it all tires me right out! &lt;br /&gt;So what's a puppy to do!  NAP!  I sure nap a lot but I am lucky to have so many cool places to nap.  Sometimes,  it's hard for me to make a choice where to nap.&lt;br /&gt;This is me sleeping under mom's feet when she was doing some computer work.  I got my favorite toy, Buddy, and kept him close to me.  Really I just like to lay my head on his head.  It's just like a pillow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another favorite place for me to nap.  It's on dad's big puffy chair.  Dad puts me beside his leg and makes sure that I always have a chewy.  He does that because he doesn't like me to chew on his hand or pants!    Sometimes, dad puts Buddy up with me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xnsQYBj93MA/Tq3taDXdf9I/AAAAAAAAHAA/DXUVfR1dPSk/s1600/ccc%2Boct%2B2011%2Bmtg%2B034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xnsQYBj93MA/Tq3taDXdf9I/AAAAAAAAHAA/DXUVfR1dPSk/s320/ccc%2Boct%2B2011%2Bmtg%2B034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669448537765412818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, that's me laying on top of Buddy again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e05APf1umY0/Tq3tMPnsYnI/AAAAAAAAG_0/X7Nrfr-LLto/s1600/Robbie%2527s%2Blatest%2Baddition%2Bto%2Bthe%2Bfamily.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e05APf1umY0/Tq3tMPnsYnI/AAAAAAAAG_0/X7Nrfr-LLto/s320/Robbie%2527s%2Blatest%2Baddition%2Bto%2Bthe%2Bfamily.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669448300536554098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom said I'm doing really good at the crate games.  We've just started so right now I sit at the back of my crate when the door opens and I only come out when mom gives me the 'command' (it's really her just saying "OK" but she calls it a command!).  Then mom opens the crate door (I'm still not allowed out) and puts on my leash.  Then we play the 'in and out game'.  This time she opens the door and I sit really still until I hear the 'command' word then I run out of the crate but I turn around REALLY fast and run back to my crate.  For some reason, mom goes nuts and tells me what a great dog I am.  I guess I'm doing this part right too.  She said pretty soon she won't put the leash on and then she's going to put the crate further away each time to watch me run back into it!  No wonder I have to nap!!!  It's not easy being a puppy in this house...but their hugs and treats make it worth it.  I just didn't know old people were so active!  I wonder when they nap?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-579919141861073573?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/579919141861073573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/10/shame-on-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/579919141861073573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/579919141861073573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/10/shame-on-me.html' title='Shame on me...'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxZXY3ZVGu8/Tq3uP180iEI/AAAAAAAAHAM/CVg3mfF1oBU/s72-c/ccc%2Boct%2B2011%2Bmtg%2B030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-4284049698599149077</id><published>2011-10-24T07:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T07:42:45.382-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day in my life'/><title type='text'>Another Day in My Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t9YmWVbdxn0/TqV2z77TBfI/AAAAAAAAG-g/MZPImD0fXA0/s1600/my%2Bhalloween%2Boutfit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t9YmWVbdxn0/TqV2z77TBfI/AAAAAAAAG-g/MZPImD0fXA0/s320/my%2Bhalloween%2Boutfit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667066340747445746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and I have been busy as usual doing our 'lessons' and now learning some crate games!  I really love the crate game!  Mom got a DVD from a friend of hers so we started playing and mom said I'm doing really good.  I love my crate so it's not a big deal for me.&lt;br /&gt;This is me in my pirate dress mom bought me for Halloween.  I don't know what Halloween is but mom said it's a day people get treats.   Mom said Halloween is lots of fun because kids come to the house.  I love kids...really I just love people!  I don't care who they are I just want to jump up and kiss them!  BUT...I'm not allowed to do that.  I'm still not so good at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; jumping on people but I'm getting better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is me 'on point'.  Mom said I look like a hunting dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PLbblDfZsiM/TqV2mjvJDlI/AAAAAAAAG-U/DFdBfF-cM6s/s1600/on%2Bpoint.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PLbblDfZsiM/TqV2mjvJDlI/AAAAAAAAG-U/DFdBfF-cM6s/s320/on%2Bpoint.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667066110915710546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me waiting for my treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yrlr42HcfAg/TqV2mcbexKI/AAAAAAAAG-I/hx_c6iowSPc/s1600/do%2BI%2Bget%2Ba%2Btreat%2Bnow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yrlr42HcfAg/TqV2mcbexKI/AAAAAAAAG-I/hx_c6iowSPc/s320/do%2BI%2Bget%2Ba%2Btreat%2Bnow.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667066108954199202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vb1Zow5xMOo/TqV2Oay70QI/AAAAAAAAG98/c81RdFJEvkw/s1600/where%2Bis%2Bmy%2Btreat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vb1Zow5xMOo/TqV2Oay70QI/AAAAAAAAG98/c81RdFJEvkw/s320/where%2Bis%2Bmy%2Btreat.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667065696198840578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me bringing back my Frisbee to mom.  I love playing with my Frisbee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxsbIY4vVSg/TqV1oZR7uiI/AAAAAAAAG9w/3p7YNYbXgJc/s1600/yea%2Bfrisbee%2Btime.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxsbIY4vVSg/TqV1oZR7uiI/AAAAAAAAG9w/3p7YNYbXgJc/s320/yea%2Bfrisbee%2Btime.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667065042956958242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a video mom took of me playing with the Frisbee.  Mom said she has to buy another one because sometimes I don't want to bring it back to her.  I like to chew it and just play with it.  Sun is out today so we'll go for lots of walks.   We already went for our morning walk and I did really good.  I wasn't so good at my walk on Sat. and Sun.   There was just so many things that I wanted to sit and watch...kids were playing, dogs were barking, people were giving their cars a bath and lots of cars coming and going!  Today was boring so I walked really good.  Now it's nap time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fca0e279791ccc5b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfca0e279791ccc5b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332689486%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B7910957231439DC5A886C085B43822CE55A228.3C5C7A6ED98C9A92B951122502F7E679EA511926%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfca0e279791ccc5b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3_dP9aWOwdMwT-2C9t0Nt6J2tQM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfca0e279791ccc5b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332689486%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B7910957231439DC5A886C085B43822CE55A228.3C5C7A6ED98C9A92B951122502F7E679EA511926%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfca0e279791ccc5b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3_dP9aWOwdMwT-2C9t0Nt6J2tQM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-4284049698599149077?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/4284049698599149077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/10/another-day-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/4284049698599149077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/4284049698599149077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/10/another-day-in-my-life.html' title='Another Day in My Life!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t9YmWVbdxn0/TqV2z77TBfI/AAAAAAAAG-g/MZPImD0fXA0/s72-c/my%2Bhalloween%2Boutfit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-6268689949343897929</id><published>2011-10-20T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T17:38:10.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepy time'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mbK3qGGco0s/TqC8QG13DgI/AAAAAAAAG9k/6Djn4WQvYYc/s1600/zens%2Band%2Bkalee%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mbK3qGGco0s/TqC8QG13DgI/AAAAAAAAG9k/6Djn4WQvYYc/s320/zens%2Band%2Bkalee%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665735316132531714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, it's me sleeping again.  Seems like mom is always taking pictures of me sleeping.  But she said I'm growing so fast, I need my sleep.  This is me sleeping outside the large crate (jail) that mom puts in her sewing room.  I'm not allowed to roam in her room because she said there are beads and needles that she can't even see but mom said that I'd be sure to find them.  She doesn't even have to put up the other baby gate to keep me in my 'area'.  I just want to stay by her while she does her 'sewing thing' so sometime I just sleep on the floor rather than in the big crate.&lt;br /&gt;Today I had my Dr. appointment to get my last booster shots.  OUCH!  I was really good and didn't cry or even move when they checked my ears and teeth and mouth!  Mom was really proud of me (as usual!).  I'm up to 7lbs. too!  And on Sat. I'll be 16 weeks old!  Mom said that's four months old. &lt;br /&gt;Last night was our puppy class and it was fun!  We have to greet each other by touching noses but then we get a treat.  I love meeting all the other dogs.  It's so much fun to socialize with dogs and people.  All the trainers are really nice and give me treats all the time.  Yum!  I'm doing really good on my leash walking and my sit and stay!   Of course the leash walking is a piece of cake for me.  Mom and I go on at least four and sometimes five walks a day!  Even in the rain!  I don't mind the rain at all but mom is getting me some booties.  Not sure I'm going to like those but mom said "too bad, you'll get used to them".  Oh well...just one more thing I'll have to do for mom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-6268689949343897929?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/6268689949343897929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/10/yep-its-me-sleeping-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/6268689949343897929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/6268689949343897929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/10/yep-its-me-sleeping-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mbK3qGGco0s/TqC8QG13DgI/AAAAAAAAG9k/6Djn4WQvYYc/s72-c/zens%2Band%2Bkalee%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-8881247291531388868</id><published>2011-10-13T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T09:11:11.830-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LM435Vl3VPQ/TpcKGAWidHI/AAAAAAAAG6k/FnT_PNBeFQ4/s1600/kalee%2Band%2Baussome%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LM435Vl3VPQ/TpcKGAWidHI/AAAAAAAAG6k/FnT_PNBeFQ4/s320/kalee%2Band%2Baussome%2B009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663006154731713650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone!  This is me giving a 'high five' to you!  Mom and dad have been sick with a cold the past week so there's a lot of sneezing and coughing which keeps me up during the day and even at night!  How's a gal suppose to get any beauty sleep around here!&lt;br /&gt;Last night Mom did take me to puppy class and we sure learned a lot.  Actually, mom learned a lot...she's the one who needs to be trained.  I already know what I'm suppose to do and not do.  Mom just needs to know the right way to tell me!  She'll learn soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;Today Mom took me to three different places  for part of my 'socializing' with people and places.  We first went to the doctor who takes care of her...I don't think she is called a vet but mom's Dr. asked if I could come into the office to see her.  Mom took me in but she had to hold me...guess they didn't want me on the floor.  I don't know why.  I can go on the floor at my Dr's.  Our 2nd visit was to my Dr. but I didn't have to see the doctor.  Mom just took me in to buy some dog food and to practice my sit and greet people.  They said I did pretty good.  The 3rd place was really a fun store.  It's a store for dogs (and other animals too) here in Goodrich!  I got to smell all the dog toys and mom bought me a new toy and collar.  I also did a 'good sit' to meet the lady...I only did it because she gave me a treat!  Yum!  It's a really nice store called &lt;a href="http://www.lucyspetsuppliesandfeeds.com/"&gt;Lucy's Pet Supplies and Feeds&lt;/a&gt;.  The owner, Angela, is really nice and mom said she tries to buy my supplies there because we like to support businesses in our home town.  If you are in Goodrich, stop by and talk to Angela and tell her I sent you.  If you're good and sit nice, she'll even give you treats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was taking pictures and said that I'm really growing fast!  The picture on the right was taken about four or five days after I came to live here.  The picture on the left was taken this past week.  See how tall I'm getting!!   I am growing up fast and pretty soon mom said I'm getting my hair done.  I'm not quite sure what that means but guess it's suppose to make me look really pretty.  So now I have to take a nap...visiting places and people sure makes me tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hfVnOpFijhg/TpcJaCGkALI/AAAAAAAAG6Y/gzhKmv0WFDQ/s1600/play%2Btime%2B2011%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hfVnOpFijhg/TpcJaCGkALI/AAAAAAAAG6Y/gzhKmv0WFDQ/s320/play%2Btime%2B2011%2B015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663005399287333042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bZ1b2AVGvbQ/TpcJH4WgXlI/AAAAAAAAG6M/JFtCME844NM/s1600/kalee%2Band%2Baussome%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bZ1b2AVGvbQ/TpcJH4WgXlI/AAAAAAAAG6M/JFtCME844NM/s320/kalee%2Band%2Baussome%2B007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663005087432203858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-8881247291531388868?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/8881247291531388868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/10/hi-everyone-this-is-me-giving-high-five.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/8881247291531388868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/8881247291531388868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/10/hi-everyone-this-is-me-giving-high-five.html' title=''/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LM435Vl3VPQ/TpcKGAWidHI/AAAAAAAAG6k/FnT_PNBeFQ4/s72-c/kalee%2Band%2Baussome%2B009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-1822842702020653570</id><published>2011-10-10T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T13:20:28.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helping dad'/><title type='text'>Helping Dad!</title><content type='html'>Mom has this big machine she runs across the floor and rugs.  It makes a lot of noise but it doesn't scare me.  I usually just sit be my crate and watch Mom but yesterday Mom had a problem with the big machine..  Dad said he would fix the machine for mom so I thought I'd help.  This is Dad and me getting ready to work on the machine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqpXsCArpds/TpNROGdwRHI/AAAAAAAAG5U/8E7BzYPUdZU/s1600/kalee%2Band%2Baussome%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqpXsCArpds/TpNROGdwRHI/AAAAAAAAG5U/8E7BzYPUdZU/s320/kalee%2Band%2Baussome%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661958459230274674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought the problem was right here!  But dad said "no"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f6_0GuOOOKE/TpNRNs5EZJI/AAAAAAAAG5M/XhiWHLdq5UU/s1600/kalee%2Band%2Baussome%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f6_0GuOOOKE/TpNRNs5EZJI/AAAAAAAAG5M/XhiWHLdq5UU/s320/kalee%2Band%2Baussome%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661958452365517970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was trying to tell my dad where the problem was...he just ignored me.  But that's ok.  We had fun and he fixed mom's machine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xt9l0pd-CVk/TpNQ2tS-UAI/AAAAAAAAG5E/JDacLzuHrZo/s1600/kalee%2Band%2Baussome%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xt9l0pd-CVk/TpNQ2tS-UAI/AAAAAAAAG5E/JDacLzuHrZo/s320/kalee%2Band%2Baussome%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661958057337180162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and I are still doing our lessons from the puppy class.  I'm doing good at most of the commands and we go for walks every day in the neighborhood.  I love our walks!!  It does tire me out because my legs are a lot shorter than moms.  Mom takes me for a walk at least 3 or 4 times a day...sometimes more!  I even went for a walk with Cody on Sunday.  That was our first meet and greet and we did really good together.   Mom's going to get Cody and take us both on walks.  I can't wait to see him again.  Maybe she'll take a picture of the two of us walking together.  Well, time for my nap!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-1822842702020653570?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/1822842702020653570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/10/helping-dad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/1822842702020653570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/1822842702020653570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/10/helping-dad.html' title='Helping Dad!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqpXsCArpds/TpNROGdwRHI/AAAAAAAAG5U/8E7BzYPUdZU/s72-c/kalee%2Band%2Baussome%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-2817606274476925336</id><published>2011-10-05T11:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T12:36:17.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day in my life'/><title type='text'>A day in my life</title><content type='html'>Mom took pictures of a day in my life!  I have to admit I am busy ALL day long and I try to keep mom busy too.  She gets bored easily, from what she tells me, so I have to think of things to do just for her! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is me up and ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cG25wd7DaEE/Toyu0xRuaNI/AAAAAAAAG4M/_7S3fJMG5KE/s1600/kalee%2Boct%2Bplaytime%2B2011%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cG25wd7DaEE/Toyu0xRuaNI/AAAAAAAAG4M/_7S3fJMG5KE/s320/kalee%2Boct%2Bplaytime%2B2011%2B012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660091053301983442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me practicing my 'lessons' from puppy kindergarten.  this is the 'sit' command, which I do really well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EOqDJ9IlGrI/Toyu0eXJxFI/AAAAAAAAG4E/IoWrvFbJgAM/s1600/kalee%2Boct%2Bplaytime%2B2011%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EOqDJ9IlGrI/Toyu0eXJxFI/AAAAAAAAG4E/IoWrvFbJgAM/s320/kalee%2Boct%2Bplaytime%2B2011%2B010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660091048224474194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me WAITING for someone to take me outside!  You see I have to be carried down the stairs because they are really big and scary.  I'm doing really good at climbing up the stairs and sometimes I get a treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yIu_SfD1UpY/ToyuNrk1YlI/AAAAAAAAG38/_tc7N643GrM/s1600/kalee%2Boct%2Bplaytime%2B2011%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yIu_SfD1UpY/ToyuNrk1YlI/AAAAAAAAG38/_tc7N643GrM/s320/kalee%2Boct%2Bplaytime%2B2011%2B019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660090381756621394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I'm still waiting to go out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AiFV_AIMiEE/ToyuNEJq-FI/AAAAAAAAG30/bUSfxsxMQVk/s1600/kalee%2Boct%2Bplaytime%2B2011%2B020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AiFV_AIMiEE/ToyuNEJq-FI/AAAAAAAAG30/bUSfxsxMQVk/s320/kalee%2Boct%2Bplaytime%2B2011%2B020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660090371173709906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nap time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xSfvfrl8c2k/Toyt1zRwrcI/AAAAAAAAG3s/J1PkFQBTaXA/s1600/kalee%2Boct%2Bplaytime%2B2011%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xSfvfrl8c2k/Toyt1zRwrcI/AAAAAAAAG3s/J1PkFQBTaXA/s320/kalee%2Boct%2Bplaytime%2B2011%2B015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660089971507244482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me watching Logan, the dog next door!  He's very handsome but BIG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--2cPAvqKc-s/ToyrJiIs9WI/AAAAAAAAG3k/Q0v1LvMMhg8/s1600/kalee%2Boct%2Bplaytime%2B2011%2B022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--2cPAvqKc-s/ToyrJiIs9WI/AAAAAAAAG3k/Q0v1LvMMhg8/s320/kalee%2Boct%2Bplaytime%2B2011%2B022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660087011968349538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, another nap for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3CeTYDIj4Tg/ToypfvNGRDI/AAAAAAAAG3c/KvE9UN9gWz0/s1600/oct%2B2011%2B022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3CeTYDIj4Tg/ToypfvNGRDI/AAAAAAAAG3c/KvE9UN9gWz0/s320/oct%2B2011%2B022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660085194410312754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the very first day I went for a walk down the street.  The wind was blowing so hard so my fur and ears were wind blown.  I walk really well and mom is always telling me what a good puppy I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DquvJI7OoFM/ToypYPH6hWI/AAAAAAAAG3U/cX79cVO18m0/s1600/oct%2B2011%2B031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DquvJI7OoFM/ToypYPH6hWI/AAAAAAAAG3U/cX79cVO18m0/s320/oct%2B2011%2B031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660085065539552610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The video shows me playing with a toy mom made.  She put my kibble bits inside a bottle and covers it up with an old sock.  She tries to trick me sometime by putting the lid on the bottle so when she does that I just run around the house!  Other times, I know how to tip the bottle so I can eat what's inside.  That's the best! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4348bf20f7e015d3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4348bf20f7e015d3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332689486%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4AF8C0B587DE733BA2F1BA045D0057851C368F25.50A2C5ABAF23F93E5BBBE85B70DBC0AF41EEE434%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4348bf20f7e015d3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmxGZV55Fw30srgHdgWIeHxPvjSY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4348bf20f7e015d3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332689486%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4AF8C0B587DE733BA2F1BA045D0057851C368F25.50A2C5ABAF23F93E5BBBE85B70DBC0AF41EEE434%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4348bf20f7e015d3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmxGZV55Fw30srgHdgWIeHxPvjSY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-2817606274476925336?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/2817606274476925336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/2817606274476925336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/2817606274476925336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-in-my-life.html' title='A day in my life'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cG25wd7DaEE/Toyu0xRuaNI/AAAAAAAAG4M/_7S3fJMG5KE/s72-c/kalee%2Boct%2Bplaytime%2B2011%2B012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-5954518110584860242</id><published>2011-10-01T10:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T11:02:16.711-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buddy'/><title type='text'>My buddy's!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Artop2BPGz4/TodT6MXkGvI/AAAAAAAAG2U/UhcD28JLtrU/s1600/oct%2B2011%2B014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Artop2BPGz4/TodT6MXkGvI/AAAAAAAAG2U/UhcD28JLtrU/s320/oct%2B2011%2B014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658583716031896306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm so lucky to have so many "buddy's".  Mom and dad gave me a 'buddy' when I first came to live with them.  It was a white, fuzzy buddy but one day it ran away from home!  I looked all over but couldn't find it so mom and dad bought me another one.  They said this buddy was better for me anyway because it didn't have all the fuzz on it.  Sometimes I would get the fuzz in my mouth and cough.  I hope buddy found a new home but I have to say I don't miss him that much now.  My new buddy has big ears and a tail I can hold on to.  This is me carrying my buddy across the room.  Mom also took a video of me playing really hard with my new buddy.  He's also nice to sleep with!  I put my head on his head and we both go to sleep really quick.&lt;br /&gt;This is my dad!  He's also a buddy to me!  He really likes to rub my belly and pet me.  When I sit on dad's lap at night he's always touching me and rubbing me.  I think he likes my silky coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uclfTouE-AI/TodTq4vp8KI/AAAAAAAAG2M/WLEywdy0kjE/s1600/oct%2B2011%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uclfTouE-AI/TodTq4vp8KI/AAAAAAAAG2M/WLEywdy0kjE/s320/oct%2B2011%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658583453066195106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are just some more pictures and video mom took of me and my buddy's!   I'm so lucky!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XLkNgS2didQ/TodTQz4rEfI/AAAAAAAAG2E/XGTkZQ0-oZg/s1600/oct%2B2011%2B020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XLkNgS2didQ/TodTQz4rEfI/AAAAAAAAG2E/XGTkZQ0-oZg/s320/oct%2B2011%2B020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658583005085241842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WAjJvrJyrd0/TodS41V81YI/AAAAAAAAG18/LT9N5yuo6bM/s1600/oct%2B2011%2B028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WAjJvrJyrd0/TodS41V81YI/AAAAAAAAG18/LT9N5yuo6bM/s320/oct%2B2011%2B028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658582593159615874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MZFzGAPUE7E/TodSzMAPlVI/AAAAAAAAG10/ryneuNjBptg/s1600/oct%2B2011%2B029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; 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margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bYYgY5TKaKc/ToRgDF_9_dI/AAAAAAAAG1U/oYDSg5p-_bo/s400/cartoon%2Bbichon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657752638150540754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahoo!!  Last night was my first day at puppy kindergarten!  Mom couldn't take pictures because she was too busy learning how to train me.  I already know what I'm suppose to do but mom and dad don't know the right way to tell me what they what me to do. That's why mom needs to go to school to learn all these new things and I get to go with her.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, class was SO much fun!  I got to smell all new smells for me!  There were lots of dogs in our class but I wasn't allowed to smell them (yet!).  Our teacher(s) said next week we can smell each others noses.  I could still smell them so my nose was on the ground a lot.  It doesn't smell like home but that's ok.  I'll get used to that.&lt;br /&gt;It was a little scary at first because a lot of the dogs were braking really loud.  Mom said those dogs weren't very polite but I was!   The teachers did a lot of talking but mom said they had to so we know what to expect the next 7 weeks.  I guess...but it did get a boring just sitting there but then I got to "shine" (that's what mom said!).   Our first lesson was to learn how to sit and watch our moms or dads.  I did this SO good that the teacher took me out to the middle of the room and showed everyone else how to do it!  Everyone in the room when ooh and ahhh so I guess I looked pretty cute!  I know I made mom proud.  So now mom said we have to practice every day because we have homework!  Geezzzz  I just want to go back and play with the other dogs.  I guess I'll just have to wait a week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-5122755333105192939?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/5122755333105192939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-1st-day-at-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/5122755333105192939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/5122755333105192939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-1st-day-at-school.html' title='My 1st day at school!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bYYgY5TKaKc/ToRgDF_9_dI/AAAAAAAAG1U/oYDSg5p-_bo/s72-c/cartoon%2Bbichon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-7059486230128982623</id><published>2011-09-27T06:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T06:26:09.562-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chair'/><title type='text'>My new chair!</title><content type='html'>What!?  Mom took this picture and started to laugh!  I didn't think I look funny but for some reason she was making fun of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KyfDl8LuZ1Q/ToHOJyF5jlI/AAAAAAAAG1M/zuBjGtKnCuM/s1600/nicks%2Bbd%2Bparty%2B2011%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KyfDl8LuZ1Q/ToHOJyF5jlI/AAAAAAAAG1M/zuBjGtKnCuM/s320/nicks%2Bbd%2Bparty%2B2011%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657029274414714450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You see this is really my dad's chair.  I know it's too big for me but that's the best part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D8PO9PMQTdE/ToHOJT1gmxI/AAAAAAAAG1E/GM-lK53zP0E/s1600/nicks%2Bbd%2Bparty%2B2011%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D8PO9PMQTdE/ToHOJT1gmxI/AAAAAAAAG1E/GM-lK53zP0E/s320/nicks%2Bbd%2Bparty%2B2011%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657029266292906770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can stretch out really far and it feels so nice and cool on my tummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5pCdLdT-knE/ToHNy1rAtDI/AAAAAAAAG08/hw03gQEyxwM/s1600/nicks%2Bbd%2Bparty%2B2011%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5pCdLdT-knE/ToHNy1rAtDI/AAAAAAAAG08/hw03gQEyxwM/s320/nicks%2Bbd%2Bparty%2B2011%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657028880238687282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And on my back!  I just love my chair!!  I sure hope dad finds another place to sit because he takes up too much of "my" chair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nh46tWGlWwY/ToHNyUUQwAI/AAAAAAAAG00/NcNh_TsCvrg/s1600/nicks%2Bbd%2Bparty%2B2011%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nh46tWGlWwY/ToHNyUUQwAI/AAAAAAAAG00/NcNh_TsCvrg/s320/nicks%2Bbd%2Bparty%2B2011%2B005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657028871284899842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-7059486230128982623?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/7059486230128982623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-new-chair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/7059486230128982623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/7059486230128982623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-new-chair.html' title='My new chair!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KyfDl8LuZ1Q/ToHOJyF5jlI/AAAAAAAAG1M/zuBjGtKnCuM/s72-c/nicks%2Bbd%2Bparty%2B2011%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-8896380435679598189</id><published>2011-09-25T15:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T15:55:10.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I have to go to jail!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fqqXULoal8U/Tn-t6AvpxzI/AAAAAAAAGzc/fA8OmIJVt4o/s1600/Kalee%2Band%2Bfriends%2B6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656430869144520498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fqqXULoal8U/Tn-t6AvpxzI/AAAAAAAAGzc/fA8OmIJVt4o/s200/Kalee%2Band%2Bfriends%2B6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm still lovin' my new home, even though sometimes I have to go to "jail". That's what mom calls it...I think it's just a great big crate for big dogs. In fact, I heard dad telling mom that it used to be a crate for the Mandy dog that used to live here. Anyway, I just love, love, love to play hard and especially play with mom and dad. I wouldn't care if they bit my leg or neck but for some reason they get upset when I do that to them! It's just puppy playing! It's so much fun to do...and really fun to do when we're outside in the yard! I even nibble on mom's legs sometimes when she has shorts on! That's when she yells "NO BITE" and puts me in "jail". Geeezzzz What's a puppy to do! I'm only playing! Maybe the teacher at doggie kindergarden will tell mom not to put me in jail anymore and just bite me like I bite her and dad. Actually, I like biteing dad more than mom. He doesn't know how to say "NO BITE"...he just keeps telling me "don't bite daddy" and then he wags his finger at me! I just might get that finger in my mouth one day! I'll keep trying!&lt;br /&gt;The other favorite thing for me to do is to look at the two dogs next door to us. Mom will go over and feed them and let them outside when their mom and dad have to be away for a long time. I like watching them but I don't bark. I just stare at them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DcSSUPRhJ7I/Tn-ts3nbaxI/AAAAAAAAGzU/LBtIqTXCzGM/s1600/Kalee%2Band%2Bfriends%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656430643355806482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DcSSUPRhJ7I/Tn-ts3nbaxI/AAAAAAAAGzU/LBtIqTXCzGM/s200/Kalee%2Band%2Bfriends%2B1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me still watching the dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w3RfkbWGQ_w/Tn-tsvUMzuI/AAAAAAAAGzM/t8k1leorK2o/s1600/Kalee%2Band%2Bfriends%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656430641127673570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w3RfkbWGQ_w/Tn-tsvUMzuI/AAAAAAAAGzM/t8k1leorK2o/s200/Kalee%2Band%2Bfriends%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes I stand up on the rail so I can see them better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4ULZSD6N6s/Tn-tsHpevkI/AAAAAAAAGzE/Kf_2l87QG3E/s1600/Kalee%2Band%2Bfriends%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656430630479511106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4ULZSD6N6s/Tn-tsHpevkI/AAAAAAAAGzE/Kf_2l87QG3E/s200/Kalee%2Band%2Bfriends%2B3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Both dogs were out playing but I could only watch. Some day mom said I can play with the small dog named Cody. I can't wait! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D2JO5caFvKE/Tn-tHmLoLOI/AAAAAAAAGy8/yaUeAABvv_o/s1600/Kalee%2Band%2Bfriends%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656430003020639458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D2JO5caFvKE/Tn-tHmLoLOI/AAAAAAAAGy8/yaUeAABvv_o/s200/Kalee%2Band%2Bfriends%2B4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I could play with other dogs I wouldn't have to play with dad so hard! Guess we'll have to wait and see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-8896380435679598189?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/8896380435679598189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/sometimes-i-have-to-go-to-jail.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/8896380435679598189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/8896380435679598189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/sometimes-i-have-to-go-to-jail.html' title='Sometimes I have to go to jail!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fqqXULoal8U/Tn-t6AvpxzI/AAAAAAAAGzc/fA8OmIJVt4o/s72-c/Kalee%2Band%2Bfriends%2B6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-5048651376415087309</id><published>2011-09-22T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T12:29:46.297-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st bath'/><title type='text'>My first bath!  This is a pg rated post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YZHseVMuefE/TnuKzeRqrNI/AAAAAAAAGys/zP-43WPsVMI/s1600/kalee%2Bfirst%2Bbath%2B2011%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YZHseVMuefE/TnuKzeRqrNI/AAAAAAAAGys/zP-43WPsVMI/s320/kalee%2Bfirst%2Bbath%2B2011%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655266373998914770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me trying to understand what mom meant by "you're going to look so pretty after your bath".   Heck, I thought I was pretty enough...and this 'bath' thing sure didn't sound like it was going to be much fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned out it wasn't fun!   The next pictures are of me really naked!  Gosh, who knew water could make a girl look so bad.  I wasn't sure how this would all work out making me look prettier than I already am.  My mom didn't look so good either after I shook a few times.  She just laughed so I guess it was ok that she got wet too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom said I did really well for my first bath.  I didn't even try to get out of the sink!  Heck, I didn't know where to go if I did!  I was drenched and naked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmtYJ0cqOpU/TnuKiPOwG6I/AAAAAAAAGyk/VdPGYoLplbQ/s1600/kalee%2Bfirst%2Bbath%2B2011%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmtYJ0cqOpU/TnuKiPOwG6I/AAAAAAAAGyk/VdPGYoLplbQ/s320/kalee%2Bfirst%2Bbath%2B2011%2B007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655266077902379938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad was taking pictures and this is my sad face!  I didn't want him to see me like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G_36eu8fH38/TnuKhq6zcpI/AAAAAAAAGyc/EO3BKdzarDc/s1600/kalee%2Bfirst%2Bbath%2B2011%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G_36eu8fH38/TnuKhq6zcpI/AAAAAAAAGyc/EO3BKdzarDc/s320/kalee%2Bfirst%2Bbath%2B2011%2B012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655266068155036306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the fun part of the bath anyway!  Mom gave me a really cool bone with some good stuff in it.  So I just laid in the sink while she used the machine on me to dry.  This is the same machine she dries herself with in the morning.  I always go in the room with the tub while mom does her grooming in the morning so I knew what this machine would do.  It actually felt pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CeN-LH13C7Y/TnuKITtZ-eI/AAAAAAAAGyU/fa-diQnUEh0/s1600/kalee%2Bfirst%2Bbath%2B2011%2B018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CeN-LH13C7Y/TnuKITtZ-eI/AAAAAAAAGyU/fa-diQnUEh0/s320/kalee%2Bfirst%2Bbath%2B2011%2B018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655265632428095970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me after my bath!  Whew...sure tires a girl out...wonder why mom doesn't sleep after her grooming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BlV-Z3HDpSY/TnuKH_nYcdI/AAAAAAAAGyM/bX3jbfkbou8/s1600/kalee%2Bfirst%2Bbath%2B2011%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BlV-Z3HDpSY/TnuKH_nYcdI/AAAAAAAAGyM/bX3jbfkbou8/s320/kalee%2Bfirst%2Bbath%2B2011%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655265627034120658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-5048651376415087309?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/5048651376415087309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-first-bath-this-is-pg-rated-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/5048651376415087309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/5048651376415087309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-first-bath-this-is-pg-rated-post.html' title='My first bath!  This is a pg rated post!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YZHseVMuefE/TnuKzeRqrNI/AAAAAAAAGys/zP-43WPsVMI/s72-c/kalee%2Bfirst%2Bbath%2B2011%2B003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-2738518165124948462</id><published>2011-09-20T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T10:57:16.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scooter'/><title type='text'>Yes, I've been busy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ptNl9AqRQp0/TnjMK9G94-I/AAAAAAAAGxU/45QjBfE72WE/s1600/kalee%2Bsept%2B2011%2Bmore%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ptNl9AqRQp0/TnjMK9G94-I/AAAAAAAAGxU/45QjBfE72WE/s320/kalee%2Bsept%2B2011%2Bmore%2B004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654493820738200546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom has been keeping me SO busy!  She takes (actually drags!) me everywhere with her.  Only problem, she makes me sit in my pet taxi as I'm not allowed to sit on the seat in a harness yet.  She said someday I will when I get bigger but not right now. &lt;br /&gt;Today we went back to the Vets for me to get my booster shots!  I don't like that very much but I behaved as well as could be expected.  I bet mom wouldn't be good if she were getting shots too!  I'm now up to 5 lbs 2 oz.!  The Dr. said that was really good so I guess the food mom feeds me must be helping me grow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my other news!  I am really excited about meeting another dog on his blog...well, actually it's his mom's blog but I won't tease him that I have my own blog!  Anyway, his name is &lt;a href="http://amisimms.wordpress.com/"&gt;Scooter Simms&lt;/a&gt; and his mom is Ami Simms.  My mom said she's a really fun and cool lady but I'm not really interested in her just in her dog, Scooter! &lt;br /&gt;This is me watching &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QPfnlTKvtjc&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;Scooter's YouTube&lt;/a&gt; that was on his post!  Mom let me watch it on her IPOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--QnSp_TLtw4/TnjMF9UMH3I/AAAAAAAAGxM/7u-gvZqDh3A/s1600/kalee%2Bwatching%2Bvideo%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--QnSp_TLtw4/TnjMF9UMH3I/AAAAAAAAGxM/7u-gvZqDh3A/s320/kalee%2Bwatching%2Bvideo%2B1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654493734894313330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the back of my head and that's Scooter!  It looks like he's coming over to say hi to me!  I could hear his mom talking to him on the video which really made me more curious!  He's a big and strong dog...he's able to carry the branch of a tree!  I think I might be in love but mom said it's only 'puppy love' and it will go away.  I don't want it to go away but guess I'll have to settle for just being Scooter's blog friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XMlXVOlLnn8/TnjL3jwJzYI/AAAAAAAAGxE/SgWfcjqDga4/s1600/kalee%2Bwatching%2Bvideo%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XMlXVOlLnn8/TnjL3jwJzYI/AAAAAAAAGxE/SgWfcjqDga4/s320/kalee%2Bwatching%2Bvideo%2B2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654493487514111362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Only other news I have is I don't have to go to puppy obedience until next week!!!  Yippee!! I have one more week of being a puppy and doing cute things like nipping, barking and all those other things that I'll have to think about stopping (at some point in time - that's what mom said!).   I just hope dad understands that I have another week left to "drive him crazy".  He says that a lot so I think that's a good thing...he must be crazy about me, right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-2738518165124948462?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/2738518165124948462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/yes-ive-been-busy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/2738518165124948462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/2738518165124948462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/yes-ive-been-busy.html' title='Yes, I&apos;ve been busy!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ptNl9AqRQp0/TnjMK9G94-I/AAAAAAAAGxU/45QjBfE72WE/s72-c/kalee%2Bsept%2B2011%2Bmore%2B004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-1346848473950353671</id><published>2011-09-16T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T06:28:25.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids visit'/><title type='text'>But I thought I'm supposed to be a happy puppy?</title><content type='html'>Yes, this is me in my pet taxi waiting for the"kids" to get home from school.  I found out the"kids" are part of our family too!  They just don't live with us but that's ok...it's just another place I get to go with my mom!  Well, I thought so until...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TjzZL-gYrTg/TnNKzx_MvVI/AAAAAAAAGwc/vx7Rw7sJzqM/s1600/kalee%2Bmore%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TjzZL-gYrTg/TnNKzx_MvVI/AAAAAAAAGwc/vx7Rw7sJzqM/s320/kalee%2Bmore%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652944210732301650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was SO happy to see some other humans so I made sure to give the "kids" lots of kissing, jumping and even a little nip to let them know it!  Well, I guess I'm not suppose to be this happy??  What's up with that?  I had to sit and watch the "kids" do homework...another word I don't know.  My mom talks about all the work she's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;doing since I came to live with her so I don't know if she's talking about homework too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H6qklmblaIc/TnNKmXYqwrI/AAAAAAAAGwU/x8kFQCVOE2Y/s1600/kalee%2Bmore%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H6qklmblaIc/TnNKmXYqwrI/AAAAAAAAGwU/x8kFQCVOE2Y/s320/kalee%2Bmore%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652943980253070002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my sad face!  I really wanted to kiss and play with the kids but because I was so excited I just couldn't contain myself!!  SO...now mom is going to enroll me in puppy obedience!  I can't decide if I'm happy about that or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y_oZQwm_WOc/TnNKl0fo51I/AAAAAAAAGwM/XlQX9BBmdbg/s1600/kalee%2Bmore%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y_oZQwm_WOc/TnNKl0fo51I/AAAAAAAAGwM/XlQX9BBmdbg/s320/kalee%2Bmore%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652943970887067474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom said I'll learn lots of good things and learn how to control my excitement.  I thought puppies are suppose to be happy and excited!  Mom said I'll meet other puppies and this will help me learn more things than I know now.  I am good at getting my collar on and mom even has been teaching me to walk with her.  For some reason, she has this long rope thing (she calls it a leash)  that is attached to my collar.  Then we take tiny steps together.  I don't think I need the rope thing on but mom said I have to.  I guess I'll just be a good puppy and let her put it on. Mom and dad say I'm doing really good at potty time outside too!  That part makes them really happy.&lt;br /&gt;They aren't so excited about my playing after dinner.  I play good all day long and don't get too excited but I sure get excited around 6 p.m.  I think they are giving me caffeine (I heard mom talk about how she needs more caffeine for energy) so maybe that's why I want to run and run and run.  I blame it on dad...he started it the night we were alone so I think I need to keep this up!  I sure hope they figure out what I should and should not do!  I just want to keep being a happy puppy...just because that's what I'm suppose to do, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-1346848473950353671?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/1346848473950353671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/but-i-thought-im-supposed-to-be-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/1346848473950353671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/1346848473950353671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/but-i-thought-im-supposed-to-be-happy.html' title='But I thought I&apos;m supposed to be a happy puppy?'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TjzZL-gYrTg/TnNKzx_MvVI/AAAAAAAAGwc/vx7Rw7sJzqM/s72-c/kalee%2Bmore%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-588255963298204221</id><published>2011-09-13T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T16:54:07.129-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepy time'/><title type='text'>I sleep anywhere!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ogLdkDU130Q/Tm_n1KfLE7I/AAAAAAAAGv0/9EMD10jnkdA/s1600/kalee%2Band%2Bbeds%2Bto%2Bsleep%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ogLdkDU130Q/Tm_n1KfLE7I/AAAAAAAAGv0/9EMD10jnkdA/s200/kalee%2Band%2Bbeds%2Bto%2Bsleep%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651990957907448754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My followers (I love saying that word!) know how much I love to sleep!  Well, my mom and dad have special places all over our home for me to sleep in!  I'm not allowed to roam much so when I'm not in my crate I get to sleep in special places!  It's so much fun to decide where I want to sleep next!&lt;br /&gt;Whenever mom and dad are eating their  dinner, I'm suppose to sit quiet and not run around.  I do really well at sitting nice and quiet but it gets so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt; just sitting so I usually fall asleep...sometimes it's right on top of my mom's shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other times, I'll lay in the bed next to the fireplace or in Dad's lap when we're watching TV.  I finally learned what this TV thing is!  They have dogs in that machine as well as people!  My mom showed me some dogs one day and when she leaves the house we have Animal Planet on...which is really cool!  I watch it from my new crate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5MWyjCQoOTI/Tm_n0mixyVI/AAAAAAAAGvs/NTO3SyEAHhg/s1600/kalee%2BI%2Bsleep%2Beverywhere.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5MWyjCQoOTI/Tm_n0mixyVI/AAAAAAAAGvs/NTO3SyEAHhg/s200/kalee%2BI%2Bsleep%2Beverywhere.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651990948258892114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So here are some other special places where I sleep.  Aren't I just so the luckiest dog ever! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5uceaUkcMEw/Tm_nbV9QhNI/AAAAAAAAGvk/e95IuBC4BWg/s1600/kalee%2Bsleeping%2Bin%2Bmy%2Bdads%2Barms.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5uceaUkcMEw/Tm_nbV9QhNI/AAAAAAAAGvk/e95IuBC4BWg/s200/kalee%2Bsleeping%2Bin%2Bmy%2Bdads%2Barms.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651990514309825746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LNY9b_G5xWc/Tm_na6xkIhI/AAAAAAAAGvc/1tGGtKQ0G9Y/s1600/kalee%2Bsleeping%2Binbetween.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LNY9b_G5xWc/Tm_na6xkIhI/AAAAAAAAGvc/1tGGtKQ0G9Y/s200/kalee%2Bsleeping%2Binbetween.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651990507013022226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PJOMJp2nutk/Tm_nBGDL-YI/AAAAAAAAGvU/eureRfmAHyI/s1600/kaleesleeping%2Bin%2Bmoms%2Bshoe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PJOMJp2nutk/Tm_nBGDL-YI/AAAAAAAAGvU/eureRfmAHyI/s200/kaleesleeping%2Bin%2Bmoms%2Bshoe.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651990063363127682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uxuZ7JWxnco/Tm_nA0WpBXI/AAAAAAAAGvM/04zPwanjXJg/s1600/kaleesleeping%2Bon%2Bmoms%2Bshoe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uxuZ7JWxnco/Tm_nA0WpBXI/AAAAAAAAGvM/04zPwanjXJg/s200/kaleesleeping%2Bon%2Bmoms%2Bshoe.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651990058612884850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uPb9dUt4Aaw/Tm_moyGz1bI/AAAAAAAAGvE/yJyXz-zpcyw/s1600/sleeping%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bcorner.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uPb9dUt4Aaw/Tm_moyGz1bI/AAAAAAAAGvE/yJyXz-zpcyw/s200/sleeping%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bcorner.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651989645692753330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QgzZX8YmiVk/Tm_moJtVVqI/AAAAAAAAGu8/kL7VdwJJ1gE/s1600/sleeping%2Bon%2Bmoms%2Bshoes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QgzZX8YmiVk/Tm_moJtVVqI/AAAAAAAAGu8/kL7VdwJJ1gE/s200/sleeping%2Bon%2Bmoms%2Bshoes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651989634848478882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p5pFYjMN_10/Tm_mOE8NPZI/AAAAAAAAGu0/_GpiqnwRz7k/s1600/sleeping%2Bon%2Bmy%2Bback.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p5pFYjMN_10/Tm_mOE8NPZI/AAAAAAAAGu0/_GpiqnwRz7k/s200/sleeping%2Bon%2Bmy%2Bback.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651989186892086674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_dmviAKbTLw/Tm_mN7xKfXI/AAAAAAAAGus/5AHnrCYRZMk/s1600/sleeping%2Bwith%2Bmom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_dmviAKbTLw/Tm_mN7xKfXI/AAAAAAAAGus/5AHnrCYRZMk/s200/sleeping%2Bwith%2Bmom.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651989184429849970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-588255963298204221?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/588255963298204221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-sleep-anywhere.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/588255963298204221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/588255963298204221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-sleep-anywhere.html' title='I sleep anywhere!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ogLdkDU130Q/Tm_n1KfLE7I/AAAAAAAAGv0/9EMD10jnkdA/s72-c/kalee%2Band%2Bbeds%2Bto%2Bsleep%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-287162416884482093</id><published>2011-09-12T16:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T17:01:10.339-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playmates'/><title type='text'>Hi Everyone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1SuS-9rCy7k/Tm6bLtpAA2I/AAAAAAAAGtk/gptWwnPO4Js/s1600/kaleehi%2Beveryone.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1SuS-9rCy7k/Tm6bLtpAA2I/AAAAAAAAGtk/gptWwnPO4Js/s320/kaleehi%2Beveryone.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651625207928980322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi everyone!  Hope you are all doing well and enjoying the start of 'fall'!  I really don't know what 'fall' is...I thought that's what happens to me if I would get on the couch and fall off...that's why mom won't let me sit by myself...but I guess that's not what this other 'fall' is.  Mom said it's really pretty out in the fall and I'll like it because it's not hot...although it was hot out today!   So I guess this 'fall' thing has something to do with the weather. &lt;br /&gt;More busy days around our household! Mom keeps saying how proud she is  of me! For some reason, she and dad get the biggest kick when I go to  the patio door and bark or ring the bell! Then when I go poop outside  they get really excited!  I mean REALLY excited!   I think because old people don't do very much so the  little things in life get them all excited. I like to see them smile, so  I guess I'll just keep doing what I do.&lt;br /&gt;I did get to meet another playmate.  Not sure what it is with all the playmates in this house!  For some reason, they are pretty lazy and don't want to play.  I thought this playmates was trying to tell me something so I sat real still but she never did say anything.  Maybe she's just shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RMbnvXrYTrA/Tm6a63jQASI/AAAAAAAAGtc/coJbY8C_Has/s1600/kalee%2Bwould%2Byou%2Bwisper%2Bthat%2Bagain.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RMbnvXrYTrA/Tm6a63jQASI/AAAAAAAAGtc/coJbY8C_Has/s320/kalee%2Bwould%2Byou%2Bwisper%2Bthat%2Bagain.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651624918531440930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did like her putting her head on my neck.  That made me feel very comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQTsSpQus8w/Tm6a6RogJWI/AAAAAAAAGtU/Ttsy1phqmUo/s1600/kalee%2BI%2Blove%2Byou%2Btoo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQTsSpQus8w/Tm6a6RogJWI/AAAAAAAAGtU/Ttsy1phqmUo/s320/kalee%2BI%2Blove%2Byou%2Btoo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651624908352922978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In fact, I was so comfortable, I fell asleep!  I have so many neat places to sleep in my new home!  Tomorrow I'll show you some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GEN_oqIJ8ak/Tm6aNpebBxI/AAAAAAAAGtM/CyOzcgcSDWk/s1600/kalee%2Bsleeping%2Bwith%2Bmy%2Bplaymate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GEN_oqIJ8ak/Tm6aNpebBxI/AAAAAAAAGtM/CyOzcgcSDWk/s320/kalee%2Bsleeping%2Bwith%2Bmy%2Bplaymate.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651624141658982162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, it's my turn to watch my mom's shoes.  These are 'outside' shoes mom tells me...that's because she puts them on to take me outside.  Isn't she smart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qUwOVNauOTg/Tm6aNDHNseI/AAAAAAAAGtE/CgMNkw2o_V4/s1600/kalee%2Bholding%2Bmom%2527s%2Bshoe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qUwOVNauOTg/Tm6aNDHNseI/AAAAAAAAGtE/CgMNkw2o_V4/s320/kalee%2Bholding%2Bmom%2527s%2Bshoe.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651624131361092066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-287162416884482093?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/287162416884482093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/hi-everyone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/287162416884482093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/287162416884482093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/hi-everyone.html' title='Hi Everyone!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1SuS-9rCy7k/Tm6bLtpAA2I/AAAAAAAAGtk/gptWwnPO4Js/s72-c/kaleehi%2Beveryone.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-6271156735132882636</id><published>2011-09-11T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T12:50:09.528-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><title type='text'>Exercise Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mom said I need to exercise to keep my girley shape so late yesterday (before I did my exercises inside) I thought I better help mom exercise too! I don't want her getting out of shape! So, when we were in the back yard, I found a place under the fence to sneak out and thought I'd run over to the neighbors and see if mom could catch me! That's a good exercise - running! Boy, I was really surprised because mom can sure run!&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was so much fun, I did it 3 more times! We ran and ran...mom would catch me, put me back in the fenced in yard but I always found another spot to get out! What fun we had! Mom was really puffing when we finally came in. She did a pretty good job running up the hill to catch me so I'm sure she got her exercise in yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, dad fixed all the spots where I could get out so now mom and I have to exercise in the house or just play ball outside. That's ok...I hated to see my mom sweat so much because it doesn't smell so good on her! Back in the house I started on my exercises. I don't want to have 'saddle bags' under my arms like my mom, so I'm doing my arm lifts first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xGzL6q5bUVw/Tm0JjNLCKNI/AAAAAAAAGs8/2o_HBTrqeL0/s1600/kalee%2Bplay%2Bdays%2Bexercise%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651183607855851730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xGzL6q5bUVw/Tm0JjNLCKNI/AAAAAAAAGs8/2o_HBTrqeL0/s320/kalee%2Bplay%2Bdays%2Bexercise%2B1.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1, 2, 3, 4...you have to keep these up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eWDlnk6FFMQ/Tm0JiqbUf-I/AAAAAAAAGs0/VynV2LraACg/s1600/kalee%2Bplay%2Bdays%2Bexercise%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651183598528921570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eWDlnk6FFMQ/Tm0JiqbUf-I/AAAAAAAAGs0/VynV2LraACg/s320/kalee%2Bplay%2Bdays%2Bexercise%2B4.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I'm doing my tummy crunches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8nIiWqaPhVw/Tm0JGhyQ55I/AAAAAAAAGss/8J4znK8MIw4/s1600/kalee%2Bplay%2Bdays%2Bexercise%2B6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651183115172898706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8nIiWqaPhVw/Tm0JGhyQ55I/AAAAAAAAGss/8J4znK8MIw4/s320/kalee%2Bplay%2Bdays%2Bexercise%2B6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! I'm done for the day! Exercising is hard work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wF_uKDJy_-o/Tm0JGOq-XlI/AAAAAAAAGsk/gNOMmffSNoA/s1600/kalee%2Bplay%2Bdays%2Bexercise%2B7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651183110042050130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wF_uKDJy_-o/Tm0JGOq-XlI/AAAAAAAAGsk/gNOMmffSNoA/s320/kalee%2Bplay%2Bdays%2Bexercise%2B7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's my butt look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KTcOQdG-xzk/Tm0IkGOqLzI/AAAAAAAAGsc/lZpi9w7ne_I/s1600/kalee%2Bplay%2Bdays%2Bhows%2Bmy%2Bbutt%2Blook.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651182523660250930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KTcOQdG-xzk/Tm0IkGOqLzI/AAAAAAAAGsc/lZpi9w7ne_I/s320/kalee%2Bplay%2Bdays%2Bhows%2Bmy%2Bbutt%2Blook.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom took me in my pet taxi for another car ride today. She said she wants to make sure I like riding in the car. I don't really know if I like riding in the car or not because I always curl up and sleep! I'm not sure if it's the driving or the music that puts me to sleep. Anyway, mom stopped at the meat market first (she said she needed to get red meat for dad since he's anemic (yea, another strange word I heard). I'm not allowed people food and red meat doesn't even sound good to me. Mom said she doesn't eat it either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At mom's 2nd stop, she bought me a new daytime crate! Isn't it nice! Dad put it together for me and I jumped right in and now I'm going to take a nap! All that exercising tires a girl out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qe-jnfFN_zg/Tm0IjskbX6I/AAAAAAAAGsU/Txtzf4bttdI/s1600/kalee%2Bplay%2Bdays%2Bmy%2Bnew%2Bcrate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651182516772233122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qe-jnfFN_zg/Tm0IjskbX6I/AAAAAAAAGsU/Txtzf4bttdI/s320/kalee%2Bplay%2Bdays%2Bmy%2Bnew%2Bcrate.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-6271156735132882636?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/6271156735132882636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/exercise-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/6271156735132882636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/6271156735132882636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/exercise-time.html' title='Exercise Time'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xGzL6q5bUVw/Tm0JjNLCKNI/AAAAAAAAGs8/2o_HBTrqeL0/s72-c/kalee%2Bplay%2Bdays%2Bexercise%2B1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-5111138453126237001</id><published>2011-09-10T11:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T12:20:14.388-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day 5'/><title type='text'>What a night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f7TcnOatHhA/TmuzhYDrb-I/AAAAAAAAGsE/mUDJf4dOvsk/s1600/day%2B5%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650807543441354722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f7TcnOatHhA/TmuzhYDrb-I/AAAAAAAAGsE/mUDJf4dOvsk/s320/day%2B5%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me trying to apologize to my dad! You see, I thought my dad was my playmate so while mom was doing her 'art' thing last night, I kept trying to get dad to play. I don't think that's what he wanted to do and it took me all night to figure that one out! &lt;br /&gt;When dad got home from 'golfing' (yep, another word I don't know - but mom told me I didn't need to learn it) he took me outside. Like the good girl that I am I did what I was suppose to do and then!! PLAYTIME with dad! Oops...wrong!&lt;br /&gt;I found something that smelled REALLY good to me so I thought it would be fun to run to it and roll in it. I wanted dad to do the same thing but all he did was run after me, pick me up and put me at the opposite end of the yard. So being the good playmate I am, I ran back to the smelly spot! We had a ball doing this lots of times (dad said it was about 30 times, I think he exaggerates!).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after I finally wore dad out he brought me back into the house. I thought he still wanted to play. I was getting tired but I wanted dad to be happy and so I tried to get him to play some more! I ran and ran and ran but he wouldn't chase me. So then I kept biting him...that's what I used to do with my litter mates! they liked it but dad sure didn't! &lt;br /&gt;It was sure exhausting trying to play with dad until I found out when mom got home, dad didn't really want to play! Well, why didn't someone tell me that! Glad that night is over with (I heard dad tell mom the same thing today!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C8D1Fc1l_xA/TmuzOnk7lFI/AAAAAAAAGr8/08nZw9gLxsE/s1600/day%2B5%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650807221189842002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C8D1Fc1l_xA/TmuzOnk7lFI/AAAAAAAAGr8/08nZw9gLxsE/s320/day%2B5%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been really, really good today and not chasing dad or running around unless my mom lets me! We did play ball outside and then she took me for my 2nd car ride! We made four stops and because I was still tired from last night I slept in my doggie den (it's really a pet taxi but my parents like to call it a den. I think they heard that from the Dog Whisperer!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uHcQ6OR0gsI/TmuzA1iBHpI/AAAAAAAAGr0/7APftSqxKzI/s1600/day%2B5%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650806984417549970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uHcQ6OR0gsI/TmuzA1iBHpI/AAAAAAAAGr0/7APftSqxKzI/s320/day%2B5%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like to sit by the front door and watch the other neighborhood dogs and their parents walk up and down the street. I think every home must have a doggie because I haven't seen the same one twice! My mom said I'm really good because I don't even bark at the other dogs or people (I only bark at my dad, which he doesn't like!). I'm still loving my new house and new parents! We are learning so much together (yes, I heard this from my mom too!) and they show me lots of love! And give me good food too! What doggie wouldn't be happy! Enjoy your weekend...I know we will (especially dad because my mom is home now!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-5111138453126237001?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/5111138453126237001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/5111138453126237001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/5111138453126237001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-night.html' title='What a night!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f7TcnOatHhA/TmuzhYDrb-I/AAAAAAAAGsE/mUDJf4dOvsk/s72-c/day%2B5%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-8251490557333110073</id><published>2011-09-09T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T09:22:20.500-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day 4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gracie'/><title type='text'>Learning and keeping busy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ckT67-HhL8w/Tmo05NDuQmI/AAAAAAAAGrM/u5eR4iHsD6k/s1600/play%2Btime%2B2011%2B018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ckT67-HhL8w/Tmo05NDuQmI/AAAAAAAAGrM/u5eR4iHsD6k/s320/play%2Btime%2B2011%2B018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650386839852171874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so busy most days, it's hard to find time to write my blog.  But my human mom says, "if you make a commitment, you stick with it".  I think I also heard her tell this to my human dad about me...something about training and puppies.  I try not to listen when they talk about me. &lt;br /&gt;My human mom says I'm doing good at house breaking.  I didn't think I was breaking anything in the house so she's been trying to explain this housebreaking thing to me.  She even put a bell on the patio door and she rings it every time I go outside.  I like the bell but if I touch it and it rings out we go!!  Human mom said I'll understand this new 'rule' soon.  Boy, old folks sure have a lot of rules...puppies don't! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am allowed to go in my human mom's art room (I'm still not sure what this room is), but only when she goes in there.  This is also a room where Gracie, the parrot lives.  I didn't meet her until the 2nd day I lived here.   Gracie seems nice to my human mom but sure glares at me when I come in the room.   This is her staring at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gMHJLH4Ti2c/Tmo0CuSiUNI/AAAAAAAAGrE/GZ6Ypl3_Lns/s1600/play%2Btime%2B2011%2B028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gMHJLH4Ti2c/Tmo0CuSiUNI/AAAAAAAAGrE/GZ6Ypl3_Lns/s320/play%2Btime%2B2011%2B028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650385903879868626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My human mom makes me 'stay' in this little bed when I'm in 'this' room.  I have to look up all the time to see Gracie and sometimes my neck gets  tired so I just lay my head down.  I try to stay in my bed like my human mom wants me to.  Seems to make her happy and that's suppose to be my job...to make her and my human dad happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4k-gdR35I-I/Tmo0CB8jbwI/AAAAAAAAGq8/M2CqJhBUKxY/s1600/play%2Btime%2B2011%2B029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4k-gdR35I-I/Tmo0CB8jbwI/AAAAAAAAGq8/M2CqJhBUKxY/s320/play%2Btime%2B2011%2B029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650385891976507138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why won't she play with me?  I keep asking my human parents this question but I never get a good answer.  They just seem to laugh...what's that about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xewr-b84Wew/TmozkX5k_RI/AAAAAAAAGq0/8c_Lr409m-k/s1600/play%2Btime%2B2011%2B014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xewr-b84Wew/TmozkX5k_RI/AAAAAAAAGq0/8c_Lr409m-k/s320/play%2Btime%2B2011%2B014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650385382473530642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I bring all my toys over to her but nope, still no playing!  At night while my human parents stare at the big box that has people in it (human mom calls it a TV but I still don't get it) I'll just sit beside my friend or lay down next to her.  I want to keep her company because she seems so lonely sitting there all by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lSgv-s0xa6o/Tmozj8Bxu5I/AAAAAAAAGqs/Hoq1jji8Qqc/s1600/play%2Btime%2B2011%2B024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lSgv-s0xa6o/Tmozj8Bxu5I/AAAAAAAAGqs/Hoq1jji8Qqc/s320/play%2Btime%2B2011%2B024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650385374991727506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, human mom says it's time for my nap.  She has to go away later today so I'll be all alone for a few hours.  Human mom says this is good for me but I'll be missing her and human dad.  He'll be home to take care of me while human mom is out (it has something to do with that art thing again!).  Yawn...getting sleepy.....it takes a lot of energy to play so I need my rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-8251490557333110073?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/8251490557333110073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/learning-and-keeping-busy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/8251490557333110073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/8251490557333110073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/learning-and-keeping-busy.html' title='Learning and keeping busy!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ckT67-HhL8w/Tmo05NDuQmI/AAAAAAAAGrM/u5eR4iHsD6k/s72-c/play%2Btime%2B2011%2B018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-2407092081461369077</id><published>2011-09-08T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T09:37:07.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the old folks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day 3'/><title type='text'>The Old Folks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QfEHPdzOLbU/Tmjtx4-xDlI/AAAAAAAAGqk/b-yjsrYna1A/s1600/day%2B3%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650027173901307474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QfEHPdzOLbU/Tmjtx4-xDlI/AAAAAAAAGqk/b-yjsrYna1A/s320/day%2B3%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It sure is fun living with the "old folks"...I didn't really know my human parents were "old folks" but I keep hearing them say that so I guess that's their nickname. I know they sometimes confuse me with nicknames because they call me Sweet Pea, Kalee, Little Girl...geezzz...it gets confusing at times. Hope they learn my name is KALEE! I'll get them trained soon.&lt;br /&gt;This is me when I watch my human mom doing funny things to her face and hair. I didn't know you had to groom yourself every day like she does! Hope she doesn't do that to me.&lt;br /&gt;Well, my human dad said we have to get ready to leave! I'm not sure where they are going but at last I can take a nap! All they want to do is play! Whew!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-2407092081461369077?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/2407092081461369077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/old-folks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/2407092081461369077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/2407092081461369077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/old-folks.html' title='The Old Folks'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QfEHPdzOLbU/Tmjtx4-xDlI/AAAAAAAAGqk/b-yjsrYna1A/s72-c/day%2B3%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-7703742091191687016</id><published>2011-09-07T05:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T06:19:15.943-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day 2'/><title type='text'>She slept through the night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5iaGdwk9-2k/TmdpqKkspRI/AAAAAAAAGqE/pbxDdXvbI6I/s1600/kalee%2Bvet%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; float: left; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649600430673274130" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5iaGdwk9-2k/TmdpqKkspRI/AAAAAAAAGqE/pbxDdXvbI6I/s320/kalee%2Bvet%2B005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yippee!! My human mom slept through the night! No scaring me with the flashlight at 3 a.m.! Boy, sure glad I wore her out yesterday so she'd sleep good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is me a the vets yesterday! I don't have a real good memory on what I wrote on my blog yesterday. So you may already know I had a vet check. My human mom calls it puppy brain when I forget things. But I don't forget much. I know she gets really excited when I go sit by the patio door! Wow, does she ever get excited. She picks me up and we get to go outside an play! Sometimes I have to stop and go potty but then human mom get all excited again. Sure doesn't take much to make old people happy!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I did get to meet a playmate...well, I thought it was a playmate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VaOdQXZEuCo/TmdpSCptb5I/AAAAAAAAGp0/8qu4CVbvP8o/s1600/I%2Bthink%2Bthis%2Bis%2Bmy%2Bpaymate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649600016229953426" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VaOdQXZEuCo/TmdpSCptb5I/AAAAAAAAGp0/8qu4CVbvP8o/s320/I%2Bthink%2Bthis%2Bis%2Bmy%2Bpaymate.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm still not sure why she won't play with me but I keep sitting next to her just to keep her company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n1myPpmHxuY/TmdpRmkDGHI/AAAAAAAAGps/e2a_YjbEAEA/s1600/but%2Bwhy%2Bwon%2527t%2Bshe%2Bplay.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649600008690014322" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n1myPpmHxuY/TmdpRmkDGHI/AAAAAAAAGps/e2a_YjbEAEA/s320/but%2Bwhy%2Bwon%2527t%2Bshe%2Bplay.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My human mom keeps telling me about a "Mandy girl" that used to live with them. I've heard so many stories about her and I hope to grow up to be just like her. I can see it in my human parents eyes that she must have made them so happy. So that's my job! To make my human parents as happy with me as they were with this Mandy girl.&lt;br /&gt;My human mom said I sleep a lot but I have to because I have to keep running and playing to make her happy (and tired!). But it sure wears out a little puppy! That's ok...at least it helps her sleep though the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HhLmrs3HXGc/TmdosUakX4I/AAAAAAAAGpk/StMqdw3FeaE/s1600/I%2527m%2Bso%2Btired.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649599368163254146" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HhLmrs3HXGc/TmdosUakX4I/AAAAAAAAGpk/StMqdw3FeaE/s320/I%2527m%2Bso%2Btired.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep, I'll sleep anywhere!! I love going in my crate and sleeping too. Sometimes I end up on my back. Well, guess I'll go take a nap. Human mom said she has to go hang some quilts today. I don't understand that because my very own quilt lays in my crate! Why would she put them on the wall? Guess I'll learn about that strange habit she has too! I'm just learning so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qyD9lllsNiU/TmdosMTk2pI/AAAAAAAAGpc/ceZ-UrnVNew/s1600/I%2Bsleep%2Bgood%2Bin%2Bmy%2Bcrate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649599365986441874" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qyD9lllsNiU/TmdosMTk2pI/AAAAAAAAGpc/ceZ-UrnVNew/s320/I%2Bsleep%2Bgood%2Bin%2Bmy%2Bcrate.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Human mom keeps taking all these pictures of me.  Another thing that just makes her happy...boy, who knew old people could be happy all the time!  This is a video, human mom had to explain that one to me!  I didn't know that pictures could move like that!  Yawn...getting sleepy...nap time...bye for now. &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;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e2471631206e0674" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De2471631206e0674%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332689486%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3AA659A87B958069AA9C1C646125FB5BBD66F977.2B6735CFFE6925498799A8E9AAFC807E9B60BB56%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De2471631206e0674%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFp6H5pfFbGFgGY7S7EOi3pTL4Ng&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De2471631206e0674%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332689486%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3AA659A87B958069AA9C1C646125FB5BBD66F977.2B6735CFFE6925498799A8E9AAFC807E9B60BB56%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De2471631206e0674%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFp6H5pfFbGFgGY7S7EOi3pTL4Ng&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6998428645233810651-7703742091191687016?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/7703742091191687016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/she-slept-through-night.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/7703742091191687016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/7703742091191687016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/she-slept-through-night.html' title='She slept through the night!'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5iaGdwk9-2k/TmdpqKkspRI/AAAAAAAAGqE/pbxDdXvbI6I/s72-c/kalee%2Bvet%2B005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998428645233810651.post-7447230163394817296</id><published>2011-09-06T10:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T10:39:17.360-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day 1'/><title type='text'>My Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QHCAEcgF7rE/TmZZHDJv02I/AAAAAAAAGpQ/t1kyi1VWYEI/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649300760223011682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QHCAEcgF7rE/TmZZHDJv02I/AAAAAAAAGpQ/t1kyi1VWYEI/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi everyone! My name is Kalee and my new human mom told me I had to introduce myself . She said she didn't think many of her "artsy" (I don't know what that is yet!) friends would want to know about me so she couldn't be posting on her blog (I didn't know what that was either!) all the time! That kinda hurt my feelings but it's ok, I think I understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I know (kinda!) what a blog is and mom said I can write and put pictures out here anytime I wasn't playing or running around, which I love to do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8lohRd3VB1Y/TmZVNtJuWeI/AAAAAAAAGpI/6WumsSfCQYI/s1600/I%2527m%2Bso%2Bhappy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649296476529908194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8lohRd3VB1Y/TmZVNtJuWeI/AAAAAAAAGpI/6WumsSfCQYI/s320/I%2527m%2Bso%2Bhappy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am a 9 week old, Bichon and I weigh 4 lbs. exactly (I know this because they weighed me at the vets today). They say I'm little but I'll grow up to be about 8-10 lbs., which Mom said is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My new human family picked me up from a breeder in Addison, Michigan. I don't know where that is and I still don't know what town I live in but I really don't care! Just so they keep feeding me, playing with me and hugging me all the time. Those are the things I like!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1YlJHcV7WoQ/TmZVNKmB8GI/AAAAAAAAGpA/vy5Em1deRMQ/s1600/paytime%2Bday%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649296467253391458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1YlJHcV7WoQ/TmZVNKmB8GI/AAAAAAAAGpA/vy5Em1deRMQ/s320/paytime%2Bday%2B1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All I want to do is play and we sure play a lot! I have some really neat puppy toys and my human dad gave me a golf ball that I carry back to my big bed. It's not the bed I sleep in. They said it's just for watching TV in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I got to my new home, I just felt like I've always lived there! I found my water and food dish right off the bat! And I've been such a good little girl for my new family. I even slept through the night...at least I did! Not sure why, but I woke up around 3 a.m. because my human mom was shining a flashlight in my eyes! What the heck's up with that! She told me this a.m. that she was worried because I didn't cry through the night so she wanted to make sure I was still breathing! How silly of her. Sure hope she doesn't wake me up tonight again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is me sleeping in my new dad's arms. I got really tired the 1st day so I had to take a few naps. In fact, a nap sounds really good right now! Think I'll go do that! I'll write more 'tails' tomorrow and hope you come back sometime to read about my new life!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yXI2JHhwB_Q/TmZUXLylxHI/AAAAAAAAGow/ecJQii8j4TA/s1600/puppy%2Bsept%2B2011%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649295539861570674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yXI2JHhwB_Q/TmZUXLylxHI/AAAAAAAAGow/ecJQii8j4TA/s320/puppy%2Bsept%2B2011%2B019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6998428645233810651-7447230163394817296?l=kaleespawprints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/feeds/7447230163394817296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-story.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/7447230163394817296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6998428645233810651/posts/default/7447230163394817296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleespawprints.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-story.html' title='My Story'/><author><name>Robbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13506964994589004458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxTniBWW_Tk/TfKfIJZ7ypI/AAAAAAAAGCI/PTlCHnVbwgc/s220/Mandy%2Bas%2Ba%2BFrench%2BMaid%2B2008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QHCAEcgF7rE/TmZZHDJv02I/AAAAAAAAGpQ/t1kyi1VWYEI/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
