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I still don't love swimming, but I had a go.  I got all 4 legs off the ground and I did a few laps.  I prefer the seaweed on the beach.  I'll do some more though I reckon.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>First show for the year</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2009/02/first-show-for-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Wed, 25 Feb 2009 18:10:19 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-7196579389396853718</guid><description>I've just had my first show for the year.  Mum was really worried that I'd be naughty like last time. She was very nervous.  She said I was a good boy though!  I didn't really want to run though.  she said we're going to have to practise that bit.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Been Very Busy</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2009/01/been-very-busy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Wed, 25 Feb 2009 18:06:41 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-8674390773770335199</guid><description>Sorry I haven't updated things in a while.  I've been very busy.  My mum and dad took me away for a holiday with the other 2 kids.  It was great.  We had a big yard to run around in and we were near the beach and the river.  Mum took me for a walk every morning.  I was still a bit too scared to go for a swim though. Mum said she will keep trying.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Me with my mum</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2008/12/me-with-my-mum.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2008 13:44:49 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-8905295228407695184</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/Merridy_Odin-744927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/Merridy_Odin-744902.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me with my mum.  She doesn't like having her photos taken, but she said she liked this one.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>New photos</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2008/12/new-photos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2008 13:40:17 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-3450227927120039229</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are pictures of me taken on the weekend.  I'm 9 months old now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/stacked9months-713987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/stacked9months-713926.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/head9months_2-700016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/head9months_2-799942.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/head9months-799894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/head9months-799844.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>My first big all breeds show</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2008/12/my-first-big-all-breeds-show.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2008 13:34:33 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-5884492217583320781</guid><description>I went to Adelaide on the weekend for my first big all breeds show.  I got to see my friend Jacqui again. I was a very naughty boy though.  Jacqui wasn't very happy with me.  She told my Nanna Di that I was naughty too.  Think I'm in trouble.  My mum had to show me.  I was a fairly good boy on Saturday, and won my class.  On Sunday I was being naughty again.  the judge said she liked me, but I was a bit too naughty to win.  Mum says she's going to sort me out.  Jacqui has taught her some stuff and we promise to do our homework and make her proud next time she sees us.  Mum said that Nanna will sort me out if I don't behave.  Not sure what that means.  I'll try to be good.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>How clever am I?</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2008/12/how-clever-am-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2008 13:27:42 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-3428305067441280998</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/hammock-723397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/hammock-723313.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Look what I did today.  I thought I was clever.  Mum and Dad don't.  That's 2 soft beds and a hammock in 2 weeks.  I must admit that it wasn't very comfortable sleeping on the hard ground after I did this.  Maybe not so clever after all.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Specialty Show</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2008/11/specialty-show.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Wed, 05 Nov 2008 13:28:34 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-8825669182986075076</guid><description>I went to a Rottweiler Specialty Show on the weekend - just for dogs like me. There were a lot a really nice dogs there. The judge liked me very much and gave me an award for best minor puppy dog. I got a ribbon and a trophy. I also met my new friend Jacqui who showed me for my mum and dad. I like her. She thinks I'm handsome, but a bit silly. My "nanna" Di was very pleased with me. Here are some photos of me. I'm now 8 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/stacked-8months-750669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/stacked-8months-750664.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/stacked-8months2-719860.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/stacked-8months2-719860.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/stacked-8months2-719860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/stacked-8months2-719853.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>My first Championship points</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2008/10/my-first-championship-points.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Wed, 05 Nov 2008 13:26:23 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-3969797566783058754</guid><description>I had 3 dog shows this weekend.  I won my first championship points.  19 all together.  I was the only boy Rotty, but I had to beat some girls.  Only 81 more too go!</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Obedience Ribbon</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2008/10/obedience-ribbon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Wed, 05 Nov 2008 13:24:14 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-3456584406066715608</guid><description>When I went to Obedience today they surprised me by giving me a ribbon.  They said I was the best in the competition for Playgroup puppies.  I got a ribbon for first place and a certificate.  Mum was shocked.  She wonders why I can't be obedient at home!</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Obedience Class</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2008/09/obedience-class.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Sat, 27 Sep 2008 22:15:21 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-6337850980572877295</guid><description>We had a little competition at obedience class this morning.  I'd been to one before and when my mum said "sit" I didn't understand what she meant! Today I remembered, and the man said I was good enough to go in to Grade 1 now.  Mum was so pleased with me that she gave me a sausage from the barbecue.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Darlas operation</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2008/09/darlas-operation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Sat, 27 Sep 2008 22:19:43 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-603462329230713353</guid><description>My big sister Darla had an operation today so that she can't have babies and also had a lump thingy cut from her neck.  She's a bit sad.  Mum and dad said I can't play with her until she has her stitches out. She is mostly sleeping on the lounge and I'm playing outside with my big brother.  Hope she's better soon.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>My first show ribbon</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2008/09/my-first-show-ribbon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Sun, 21 Sep 2008 16:21:43 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-225881931533493635</guid><description>I had dog shows on the weekend and I've won my first ribbon.  I won minor puppy in group.  I also won my breed class in all 3 shows and also got reserve challenge dog one day (I beat 2 older dogs).  Mum and dad were so proud.  I heard dad yell out "wooo" when I won my ribbon.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>My "Operation"</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2008/09/my-operation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Sep 2008 06:07:45 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-5950222230607517600</guid><description>I had to go to the hospital yesterday.  I had a baby tooth that wouldn't come out.  They had to put me to sleep for a little bit so they could pull it out.  I was a bit sleepy afterwards. I was well behaved at the hospital.  Mum was very pleased.  I had a little "accident" in dads car on the way home - I couldn't help it 'cos they had me locked up for such a long time in the hospital.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>6 months old</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2008/09/6-months-old.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Sep 2008 06:21:21 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-2267382514615462998</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/6months-747870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/6months-747748.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting to be a big boy now.  Here I am at 6 months old.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>The Beach</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2008/06/beach.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 04:11:09 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-3780325645854075219</guid><description>I went to the beach for the first time today.  I didn't really like the waves.  They're a bit scary.  I liked the sand and the seaweed though.  My mum took me to the edge of the water a few times.  I got braver each time.  Too cold for a swim though.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Practising to be a show dog.</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2008/06/practising-to-be-show-dog.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 18:33:02 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-5133327972459213758</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/stacked2_13wks-758376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/stacked2_13wks-758162.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been practising to be a show dog.  How do I look?  I have my first big show in 2 weeks time.  I think I'm coming along quite nicely (even if I do say so myself)</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Today I had my first puppy training class</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2008/06/today-i-had-my-first-puppy-training.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 18:35:13 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-5573012751434399068</guid><description>I went to "school" with some other puppies today.  At first I didn't like them and I thought I'd show them how tough I was.  I barked at them.  A lady told me off and scared me a little bit.  After that I tried to be good.  They let me have a play with some of the other puppies.  Some of them were funny looking.  Not sure what to make of them.  I made friends with some of the bigger ones.  It was fun.  Think I'll try it again.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>First day at my new home</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2008/05/first-day-at-my-new-home.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 04:10:06 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-1687191728836345631</guid><description>Today is my first day at my new home.  I got to see my new big brother and sister face to face for the first time.  I like to play with them.  No sure if they like me though.  Maybe I'm a bit too "busy" for them.  My big sister is a bit grumpy and growls at me sometimes.  I bark back at er - this just makes her more grumpy.  I have my own cubby house, and toys and a big yard to play in.  Think I'll like it here.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>My new family</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2008/05/going-to-my-new-home.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 04:15:52 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-1305184152681388880</guid><description>I met my new mum and dad and their 2 big "kids".  They're really nice.  Mum and dad think I'm pretty cute. They played with me and gave me cuddles. I leave my brother and sister tomorrow (and my "grandma") - I'm a bit sad, but excited too.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>I meet my new mum and dad today!</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2008/05/i-meet-my-new-mum-and-dad-today.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 17:51:09 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-32271865900746582</guid><description>My new mum and dad are coming to meet me today.  I hope they like me.  I'll try to be on my best behaviour. I hope they're nice.  They have two other big dogs.  I hope they like me as well.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>This is me with my sister Danni</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2008/04/this-is-me-with-my-sister-danni.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 17:40:58 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-6068566541524327084</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/Picture-953-722126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/Picture-953-722122.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some more photos taken today.  Here I am with my sister Danni.  She's very pretty isn't she.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>My first photo shoot</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2008/06/my-first-photo-shoot.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 18:28:35 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-1079777678289008070</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/blackboy_face-778187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/blackboy_face-777811.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a photo call today with my brothers and sisters, so that our new mums and dads can see us.  I wasn't at my most photogenic today though.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>My Birthday</title><link>http://www.dog-estore.com/2008/06/hello_03.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Odin)</author><pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 04:44:54 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507090515580135781.post-360819200289596291</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/dellababies-793667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://www.dog-estore.com/uploaded_images/dellababies-793664.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my birthday.  I have 5 sisters and 2 brothers.  Here I am with my mum and brothers and sisters. It's lunch time.  Every man for himself!</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
