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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.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:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743</id><updated>2009-11-01T04:36:35.582-08:00</updated><title type="text">Frame Your Pets</title><subtitle type="html">Eddie the Dalmatian's blog from his Frame Your Pets pet photography program.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>212</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/FrameYourPets" type="application/atom+xml" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-1628831134069634856</id><published>2009-10-29T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:10:49.741-07:00</updated><title type="text">Braver Each Day</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SunMPHsEQsI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/14KnvR7TEO4/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SunMPHsEQsI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/14KnvR7TEO4/s200/Image014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398070188514230978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magnum the Cat is getting braver each day. She has always hung around George the Human but I've noticed lately she's found some new places to sit and watch what the rest of us are doing. I think it's pretty cool that she is so interested in the day-to-day activities around here. I know I'd just rather take a nap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-1628831134069634856?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/dbT9ze82VBk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/1628831134069634856/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=1628831134069634856" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/1628831134069634856" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/1628831134069634856" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/dbT9ze82VBk/braver-each-day.html" title="Braver Each Day" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SunMPHsEQsI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/14KnvR7TEO4/s72-c/Image014.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/10/braver-each-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-6990276435868906433</id><published>2009-10-29T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:08:23.034-07:00</updated><title type="text">Spot On!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SunLo_lcYJI/AAAAAAAAAjI/rzu--Mr4Png/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SunLo_lcYJI/AAAAAAAAAjI/rzu--Mr4Png/s200/Image009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398069533503938706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm still covered in spots! George the Human tried to convince me they were fading away...and since I can never get a good view of them, I thought he was telling me the truth. He was just pulling my leg!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-6990276435868906433?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/QI3GiePON7w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/6990276435868906433/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=6990276435868906433" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/6990276435868906433" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/6990276435868906433" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/QI3GiePON7w/spot-on.html" title="Spot On!" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SunLo_lcYJI/AAAAAAAAAjI/rzu--Mr4Png/s72-c/Image009.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/10/spot-on.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-1035410302208457329</id><published>2009-10-29T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:06:05.305-07:00</updated><title type="text">Drip Dry Kitty</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SunLAkBrEGI/AAAAAAAAAjA/CTrfsR5J02w/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SunLAkBrEGI/AAAAAAAAAjA/CTrfsR5J02w/s200/Image003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398068838911381602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm on some sort of meal replacement I don't drink nearly as much water as I used to. In fact, I used to drink almost a whole pail of water each day. The Humans thought there was something wrong and that, along with me tripping a lot, caused them to take me to a Doggie Doctor. Magnum the Cat seems to like tasting water from my pail, which suits me just fine. We can share it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-1035410302208457329?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/IoALhkSIe_0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/1035410302208457329/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=1035410302208457329" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/1035410302208457329" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/1035410302208457329" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/IoALhkSIe_0/drip-dry-kitty.html" title="Drip Dry Kitty" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SunLAkBrEGI/AAAAAAAAAjA/CTrfsR5J02w/s72-c/Image003.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/10/drip-dry-kitty.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-895905059371957185</id><published>2009-10-29T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:03:30.795-07:00</updated><title type="text">I'm Doing Fine!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SunK2jn0MZI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Ph1A6IwGk3c/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SunK2jn0MZI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Ph1A6IwGk3c/s200/Image004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398068667004236178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a couple weeks of a change in diet, I'm doing pretty good. The Doggie Doctor says I have the early stages of Cushing's Disease which is treatable with a high success rate with supplements and diet. I'm not sure what that means, but I know my food is different and there's tasty little pill like things in it these days. I have days when I'm a little stiff, but otherwise I'm doing just fine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-895905059371957185?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/dfRwzn3pegw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/895905059371957185/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=895905059371957185" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/895905059371957185" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/895905059371957185" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/dfRwzn3pegw/im-doing-fine.html" title="I'm Doing Fine!" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SunK2jn0MZI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Ph1A6IwGk3c/s72-c/Image004.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-doing-fine.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-2043176834100185123</id><published>2009-09-30T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T14:30:46.747-07:00</updated><title type="text">Off To The Doggie Doctor</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SsPNCUAfh8I/AAAAAAAAAio/poA5kTDUY5E/s1600-h/P6214840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SsPNCUAfh8I/AAAAAAAAAio/poA5kTDUY5E/s200/P6214840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387375018879453122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I go on a car ride. A couple weeks ago Brenda the Human took me to a doctor who massaged my back and snapped my back in places. I didn't like it much and growled a lot about it, but I did feel better. Today I'm supposed to see another doctor. I hope he can tell the Humans I haven't been feeling just right because of my knee. I've also been really thirsty and hungry the past little while. And I'm still not too steady on my feet at times. The car ride will be fun because Brenda the Human makes sure I'm comfortable on a blanket and talks to me and we share stories with each other. I can hardly wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-2043176834100185123?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/Nw8SeuPMQmA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/2043176834100185123/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=2043176834100185123" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/2043176834100185123" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/2043176834100185123" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/Nw8SeuPMQmA/off-to-doggie-doctor.html" title="Off To The Doggie Doctor" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SsPNCUAfh8I/AAAAAAAAAio/poA5kTDUY5E/s72-c/P6214840.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/09/off-to-doggie-doctor.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-5617364659730461195</id><published>2009-09-30T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T14:24:44.971-07:00</updated><title type="text">Here, Kitty, Kitty. See This?</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SsPL5rR38VI/AAAAAAAAAig/TcZdPZBDoIg/s1600-h/P9293231.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/_I1SoMkwraoA/SsPL5rR38VI/AAAAAAAAAig/TcZdPZBDoIg/s200/P9293231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387373770995921234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magnum the Cat gets to go wherever she wants in the house. I think if I was a little bit smaller I could get away with getting on furniture smaller than the couch. Lately I haven't been feeling myself. A few weeks ago I hurt my knee and I have trouble getting up on the fence to look over it. I can't hold myself up on my hind legs these days. Some mornings I wake up feeling stiff and some days I feel just fine. The Humans think it's my back or hip but I keep trying to tell them it's my knee. Hopefully they figure it out soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-5617364659730461195?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/n4DP-S08dIA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/5617364659730461195/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=5617364659730461195" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/5617364659730461195" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/5617364659730461195" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/n4DP-S08dIA/here-kitty-kitty-see-this.html" title="Here, Kitty, Kitty. See This?" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SsPL5rR38VI/AAAAAAAAAig/TcZdPZBDoIg/s72-c/P9293231.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/09/here-kitty-kitty-see-this.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-3354508997823306641</id><published>2009-09-30T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T14:20:28.073-07:00</updated><title type="text">Who's Watching Who?</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SsPK5HDbxjI/AAAAAAAAAiY/vu7jUzu3S8g/s1600-h/P6140699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SsPK5HDbxjI/AAAAAAAAAiY/vu7jUzu3S8g/s200/P6140699.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387372661760050738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That George the Human and Magnum the Cat play some silly games with each other. The Human thought it would be funny to take a photo of Magnum in the window to the back yard. Magnum thought it would be funny to try to ignore that The Human was doing this. As you can imagine, I quite enjoyed it myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-3354508997823306641?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/BtxIKauDSe0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/3354508997823306641/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=3354508997823306641" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/3354508997823306641" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/3354508997823306641" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/BtxIKauDSe0/whos-watching-who.html" title="Who's Watching Who?" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SsPK5HDbxjI/AAAAAAAAAiY/vu7jUzu3S8g/s72-c/P6140699.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/09/whos-watching-who.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-2906281199633687479</id><published>2009-08-31T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T13:04:17.036-07:00</updated><title type="text">Having A Fun Day!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SpwqXBfNx6I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/qsjJ30jg304/s1600-h/P6140727.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/_I1SoMkwraoA/SpwqXBfNx6I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/qsjJ30jg304/s200/P6140727.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376218630198249378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the Humans will sit on the front deck and relax. I'm not much for the cold drinks and reading art of it, but I sure like the relaxing part. Even on a really hot day I can sit on the deck with the Humans and keep myself occupied. There's so many things to see and do in the front yard that it's almost a whole different world to the back yard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-2906281199633687479?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/qLhDhjMboms" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/2906281199633687479/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=2906281199633687479" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/2906281199633687479" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/2906281199633687479" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/qLhDhjMboms/having-fun-day.html" title="Having A Fun Day!" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SpwqXBfNx6I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/qsjJ30jg304/s72-c/P6140727.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/08/having-fun-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-5044199705156067566</id><published>2009-08-31T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T12:53:11.449-07:00</updated><title type="text">Sneaky Humans!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/Spwpu-7FM7I/AAAAAAAAAiI/u6N95ZI2EWE/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/Spwpu-7FM7I/AAAAAAAAAiI/u6N95ZI2EWE/s200/Image013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376217942315054002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned before that George the Human has been trying to trick Magnum the Cat into using her new bed by putting food in it. As you can see, that only works long enough for her to get all the food. She's funny, too in that she won't get completely inside the feet opting to keep two paws outside of it at all times. Sneaky Humans, crazy cat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-5044199705156067566?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/R5aYKjzFA6E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/5044199705156067566/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=5044199705156067566" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/5044199705156067566" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/5044199705156067566" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/R5aYKjzFA6E/sneaky-humans.html" title="Sneaky Humans!" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/Spwpu-7FM7I/AAAAAAAAAiI/u6N95ZI2EWE/s72-c/Image013.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/08/sneaky-humans.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-3344841673926723752</id><published>2009-08-24T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T16:55:31.382-07:00</updated><title type="text">Yummy Treats All The Time</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SpMn_lYLRZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/-ssA4JSNLfU/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SpMn_lYLRZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/-ssA4JSNLfU/s200/Image007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373682753701889426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda the Human is so good to me. Anytime she has a snack of some kind she always shares it with me. George the Human doesn't do that. He seems to think all I like is dog food, which, quite honestly, gets rather boring after a while. I like the taste, but it's the same taste all the time. At least when Brenda the Human shares treats with me I get to taste different things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-3344841673926723752?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/2GX3iM9mQxk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/3344841673926723752/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=3344841673926723752" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/3344841673926723752" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/3344841673926723752" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/2GX3iM9mQxk/yummy-treats-all-time.html" title="Yummy Treats All The Time" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SpMn_lYLRZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/-ssA4JSNLfU/s72-c/Image007.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/08/yummy-treats-all-time.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-2445870602898795273</id><published>2009-08-24T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T16:53:13.111-07:00</updated><title type="text">Fun In Bed</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SpMneJ8RDNI/AAAAAAAAAho/uJ5cDjvm5DE/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SpMneJ8RDNI/AAAAAAAAAho/uJ5cDjvm5DE/s200/Image006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373682179401387218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magnum the Cat has had a real tough time getting used to the new bed The Humans got her. George the Human has tried to trick her into getting on it in a variety of ways. He quite likes putting her food on it as she seems to have no problem with that until she realizes where she is. I'm not sure why the bed bothers her. She could always just sleep on the couch or floor like I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-2445870602898795273?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/6rUEe17PggA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/2445870602898795273/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=2445870602898795273" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/2445870602898795273" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/2445870602898795273" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/6rUEe17PggA/fun-in-bed.html" title="Fun In Bed" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SpMneJ8RDNI/AAAAAAAAAho/uJ5cDjvm5DE/s72-c/Image006.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/08/fun-in-bed.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-3425204430841155509</id><published>2009-08-24T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T16:57:35.370-07:00</updated><title type="text">Ah-Ha!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SpMo5ZL7DaI/AAAAAAAAAiA/FNGNIRKjods/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SpMo5ZL7DaI/AAAAAAAAAiA/FNGNIRKjods/s200/Image017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373683746861682082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Humans seem to think Magnum the Cat and I are always fighting or something. That couldn't be further from the truth. We actually have become pretty good friends over the past few weeks. I actually sort of like her company and she seems to like mine. She does get on my nerves every now and then, but for the most part I think she's okay. For a cat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-3425204430841155509?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/5_L4gDFMWjw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/3425204430841155509/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=3425204430841155509" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/3425204430841155509" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/3425204430841155509" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/5_L4gDFMWjw/ah-ha.html" title="Ah-Ha!" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SpMo5ZL7DaI/AAAAAAAAAiA/FNGNIRKjods/s72-c/Image017.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/08/ah-ha.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-8407651547109492756</id><published>2009-06-30T08:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T08:52:37.252-07:00</updated><title type="text">She's At It Again!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/Sko0aUamGwI/AAAAAAAAAhY/34KZaFX9UKA/s1600-h/Image011au.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/Sko0aUamGwI/AAAAAAAAAhY/34KZaFX9UKA/s200/Image011au.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353148733844757250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magnum the Cat really knows how to get around around here. She can hop onto just about anything regardless of size and height. And not only is she quick about it, she's also pretty quiet. Half the time I have no idea where she is but I'm pretty sure she's somewhere where she can keep an eye on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-8407651547109492756?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/oyPBd253SsE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/8407651547109492756/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=8407651547109492756" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/8407651547109492756" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/8407651547109492756" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/oyPBd253SsE/shes-at-it-again.html" title="She's At It Again!" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/Sko0aUamGwI/AAAAAAAAAhY/34KZaFX9UKA/s72-c/Image011au.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/06/shes-at-it-again.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-3721973631018394871</id><published>2009-06-30T08:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T08:50:32.710-07:00</updated><title type="text">Smarty Pants!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/Skoz6Isf1cI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/r6psJwb4UAg/s1600-h/magnum008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/Skoz6Isf1cI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/r6psJwb4UAg/s200/magnum008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353148180942804418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magnum the Cat is pretty smart. She likes to hop onto things I can't reach or I can't get onto myself. This container is just perfect for her as it's in the hallway and up high enough that she can hop onto it and look around to see what's going on. Sometimes I wish I was a little smaller so I could do those things too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-3721973631018394871?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/M0XJITLwjcw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/3721973631018394871/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=3721973631018394871" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/3721973631018394871" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/3721973631018394871" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/M0XJITLwjcw/smarty-pants.html" title="Smarty Pants!" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/Skoz6Isf1cI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/r6psJwb4UAg/s72-c/magnum008.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/06/smarty-pants.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-1810903110418109412</id><published>2009-06-30T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T08:48:30.062-07:00</updated><title type="text">What's Up With That?</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SkozWgbo-gI/AAAAAAAAAhI/msY5pOjpdmk/s1600-h/eddiemagnum1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SkozWgbo-gI/AAAAAAAAAhI/msY5pOjpdmk/s200/eddiemagnum1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353147568839260674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magnum the Cat continues to sneak around me. Sometimes it's right under my nose and other times it's like this where she just hops up somewhere she knows I can't get to and she just stares at me. I think she could me playing with me but I did notice she eats some of my food if the Humans give her a bit. Hmmm. I may need to watch her a little more carefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-1810903110418109412?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/LcediLwkt7Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/1810903110418109412/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=1810903110418109412" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/1810903110418109412" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/1810903110418109412" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/LcediLwkt7Y/whats-up-with-that.html" title="What's Up With That?" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SkozWgbo-gI/AAAAAAAAAhI/msY5pOjpdmk/s72-c/eddiemagnum1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-up-with-that.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-8505040043435281617</id><published>2009-06-29T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T08:33:40.094-07:00</updated><title type="text">Rotten Little Rascal!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SkjdaPPC4-I/AAAAAAAAAhA/YVo4B7vG25Y/s1600-h/P6250948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SkjdaPPC4-I/AAAAAAAAAhA/YVo4B7vG25Y/s200/P6250948.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352771599965807586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Humans have been talking a lot lately about something called a 'marmot' and although I haven't seen one, I've noticed a different scent around the yard lately. The Humans say these guys have moved into a woodpile next door and come into our yard to play. George the Human says he's been able to take photos of them and Brenda the Human says she likes seeing them run around the yard and neighbourhood. And, apparently there's little baby ones, too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-8505040043435281617?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/WtsMbL0r2lc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/8505040043435281617/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=8505040043435281617" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/8505040043435281617" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/8505040043435281617" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/WtsMbL0r2lc/rotten-little-rascal.html" title="Rotten Little Rascal!" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SkjdaPPC4-I/AAAAAAAAAhA/YVo4B7vG25Y/s72-c/P6250948.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/06/rotten-little-rascal.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-4186948342896639115</id><published>2009-06-22T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T09:17:03.976-07:00</updated><title type="text">Sometimes A Dog's Gotta Do What A Dog's Gotta Do</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/Sj-swBzqn1I/AAAAAAAAAgY/VzK2dfd6J90/s1600-h/P6070622.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/_I1SoMkwraoA/Sj-swBzqn1I/AAAAAAAAAgY/VzK2dfd6J90/s200/P6070622.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350184823458275154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The warmer days are a lot of fun for me. I get to go outside and check out my territory and there's no hurry to get back into the house. On some days I actually get to roll around in the dirt next to the house which cools me down. The Humans don't seem to like me doing it, but if it makes me happy, it's a good thing. Besides, it's just so much fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-4186948342896639115?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/wFeTTi2e5FU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/4186948342896639115/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=4186948342896639115" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/4186948342896639115" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/4186948342896639115" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/wFeTTi2e5FU/sometimes-dogs-gotta-do-what-dogs-gotta.html" title="Sometimes A Dog's Gotta Do What A Dog's Gotta Do" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/Sj-swBzqn1I/AAAAAAAAAgY/VzK2dfd6J90/s72-c/P6070622.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/06/sometimes-dogs-gotta-do-what-dogs-gotta.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-2267539106495838888</id><published>2009-06-22T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T09:08:28.414-07:00</updated><title type="text">Play Time For Magnum!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/Sj-sBznWZHI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Twv4jqPG6xo/s1600-h/P5029983.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/_I1SoMkwraoA/Sj-sBznWZHI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Twv4jqPG6xo/s200/P5029983.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350184029374538866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha-Ha-Ha! Magnum the cat sometimes cracks me up. Here she is playing on a rug in the kitchen. We think Yogi used to sleep there and that's what has attracted Magnum. She'll spend hours there just rolling around or napping. She also looks like a little kitten in this photo but she's not. This was a week ago and the Humans keep reminding me that she is actually older than me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-2267539106495838888?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/L_np7jkIvHc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/2267539106495838888/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=2267539106495838888" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/2267539106495838888" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/2267539106495838888" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/L_np7jkIvHc/play-time-for-magnum.html" title="Play Time For Magnum!" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/Sj-sBznWZHI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Twv4jqPG6xo/s72-c/P5029983.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/06/play-time-for-magnum.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-1805479573755155470</id><published>2009-06-22T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T09:05:28.990-07:00</updated><title type="text">That's What She's Doing!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/Sj-rTurNTII/AAAAAAAAAgI/n5xUVGwhDLI/s1600-h/magnum011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/Sj-rTurNTII/AAAAAAAAAgI/n5xUVGwhDLI/s200/magnum011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350183237774560386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's times in the day I can't find Magnum. I can't get upstairs as the Humans have blocked it off so I can't go there, but I know Magnum goes upstairs a lot. Sometimes she just sits on the stairs making a funny noise. Now I know what she's doing - she's having a snack. The Humans leave her food out all the time and she only eays when she wants to. I wish they'd do that for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-1805479573755155470?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/Mx15i2uktyk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/1805479573755155470/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=1805479573755155470" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/1805479573755155470" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/1805479573755155470" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/Mx15i2uktyk/thats-what-shes-doing.html" title="That's What She's Doing!" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/Sj-rTurNTII/AAAAAAAAAgI/n5xUVGwhDLI/s72-c/magnum011.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/06/thats-what-shes-doing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-3635718510549987952</id><published>2009-05-31T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T12:03:55.979-07:00</updated><title type="text">What's Up With That?</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SiLUDWPpcRI/AAAAAAAAAgA/pBTTJfzZNFA/s1600-h/PA056642.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/_I1SoMkwraoA/SiLUDWPpcRI/AAAAAAAAAgA/pBTTJfzZNFA/s200/PA056642.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342065261990736146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time coming. The Humans say Brenda the Human and Magnum the Cat only tolerated each other for the first few years they were together - but in the past few years that's been very different. As I never used to get along with Magnum the Cat I didn't really pay attention to it, but to the Humans it was a big deal. It's obvious to me they get along just fine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-3635718510549987952?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/iRHduy855JM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/3635718510549987952/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=3635718510549987952" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/3635718510549987952" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/3635718510549987952" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/iRHduy855JM/whats-up-with-that.html" title="What's Up With That?" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SiLUDWPpcRI/AAAAAAAAAgA/pBTTJfzZNFA/s72-c/PA056642.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-up-with-that.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-3382033615237210396</id><published>2009-05-31T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T12:00:14.165-07:00</updated><title type="text">Leave Her Alone!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SiLTX3tzqDI/AAAAAAAAAf4/EMWMcTgT5XI/s1600-h/P1018094.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/_I1SoMkwraoA/SiLTX3tzqDI/AAAAAAAAAf4/EMWMcTgT5XI/s200/P1018094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342064515061360690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that although Magnum the Cat and I get along pretty good now, it's always best to just leave her alone. I'm never sure what kind of mood she's in, so I basically just leave it up to her to approach me. I'm usually in a pretty good mood myself, so it's no doubt safer for her too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-3382033615237210396?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/40Kt2tJsQBc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/3382033615237210396/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=3382033615237210396" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/3382033615237210396" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/3382033615237210396" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/40Kt2tJsQBc/leave-her-alone.html" title="Leave Her Alone!" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/SiLTX3tzqDI/AAAAAAAAAf4/EMWMcTgT5XI/s72-c/P1018094.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/05/leave-her-alone.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-2773206477413680238</id><published>2009-05-26T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:26:34.092-07:00</updated><title type="text">I Keep Forgetting.</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/ShwXjYxpIZI/AAAAAAAAAfw/SVpHQDMFJK4/s1600-h/P4199551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/ShwXjYxpIZI/AAAAAAAAAfw/SVpHQDMFJK4/s200/P4199551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340169154868093330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I really like this time of year I keep forgetting something. I shouldn't chase everything I see in the yard. I say this because the other day I chased some birds off the fence and wasn't watching where I was going and ended up hurting my back leg. It's nothing serious and it doesn't hurt too much, but I have a small limp and sometimes have to work and standing up. The Humans are taking good care of me and only let me out the small front yard so I can heal. I did get rid of those birds, though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-2773206477413680238?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/p8f5CinlAEE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/2773206477413680238/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=2773206477413680238" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/2773206477413680238" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/2773206477413680238" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/p8f5CinlAEE/i-keep-forgetting.html" title="I Keep Forgetting." /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/ShwXjYxpIZI/AAAAAAAAAfw/SVpHQDMFJK4/s72-c/P4199551.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-keep-forgetting.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-7063402528171110767</id><published>2009-05-25T08:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T08:29:41.670-07:00</updated><title type="text">Why I Like This Time Of Year.</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/Shq4-xfEuSI/AAAAAAAAAfo/NQ_kUbRxEmg/s1600-h/P4199546.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/_I1SoMkwraoA/Shq4-xfEuSI/AAAAAAAAAfo/NQ_kUbRxEmg/s200/P4199546.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339783696776214818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of things I like about this time of year. Probably the most important thing is that it's no longer cold and all the snow is gone. Another thing I like about this time of year is that there's a lot of things going on and a whole new collection of smells to enjoy. It makes going out to the back yard a real adventure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-7063402528171110767?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/urKiwC_Ikko" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/7063402528171110767/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=7063402528171110767" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/7063402528171110767" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/7063402528171110767" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/urKiwC_Ikko/why-i-like-this-time-of-year.html" title="Why I Like This Time Of Year." /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/Shq4-xfEuSI/AAAAAAAAAfo/NQ_kUbRxEmg/s72-c/P4199546.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-i-like-this-time-of-year.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-4258010529910058334</id><published>2009-05-20T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T09:01:50.382-07:00</updated><title type="text">A Very Serious Job</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/ShQo5yQCf7I/AAAAAAAAAfg/GNhzxj_aGMA/s1600-h/P4199542.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/_I1SoMkwraoA/ShQo5yQCf7I/AAAAAAAAAfg/GNhzxj_aGMA/s200/P4199542.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337936431547580338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Humans laugh at me at times when I go out into the yard to do my patrol. I check the fence line and make sure there have been no security breaches and then I do a visual check of a variety of other locations inside that fence line. Sometimes it takes only a few minutes, other times it can take a whole lot longer. The Humans don't realize I'm doing it for their protection, and I'm always happy to do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-4258010529910058334?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/5MfmZ7GuSD4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/4258010529910058334/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=4258010529910058334" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/4258010529910058334" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/4258010529910058334" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/5MfmZ7GuSD4/very-serious-job.html" title="A Very Serious Job" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/ShQo5yQCf7I/AAAAAAAAAfg/GNhzxj_aGMA/s72-c/P4199542.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/05/very-serious-job.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202162019784554743.post-7306970521028210173</id><published>2009-05-19T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T09:44:52.066-07:00</updated><title type="text">I'm A Pretty Happy Dog</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/ShLhbrXyCFI/AAAAAAAAAfY/T506Pi5TJUo/s1600-h/P4049191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/ShLhbrXyCFI/AAAAAAAAAfY/T506Pi5TJUo/s200/P4049191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337576374002649170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I'm a pretty happy dog. I've got a nice warm place to stay, a big yard to run around in, Humans that take good care of me and regular food and water (and treats!). I'm pretty happy and pretty lucky, too. I get the odd car ride where I get to see what's going on outside my yard which keeps me interested and gives me a good workout. The Humans tell me not all dogs live like I do. I'd hate to think what it would be like without car rides!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202162019784554743-7306970521028210173?l=frameyourpets.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~4/PtQEeJCj7Fs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/feeds/7306970521028210173/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202162019784554743&amp;postID=7306970521028210173" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/7306970521028210173" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202162019784554743/posts/default/7306970521028210173" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FrameYourPets/~3/PtQEeJCj7Fs/im-pretty-happy-dog.html" title="I'm A Pretty Happy Dog" /><author><name>Eddie the Dalmatian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10263749085284999869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11895923743743157735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I1SoMkwraoA/ShLhbrXyCFI/AAAAAAAAAfY/T506Pi5TJUo/s72-c/P4049191.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://frameyourpets.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-pretty-happy-dog.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
