<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><rss xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" version="2.0"><channel><title>Super Fun 4 ALL</title><description></description><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</managingEditor><pubDate>Sun, 22 Sep 2024 11:40:44 -0700</pubDate><generator>Blogger http://www.blogger.com</generator><openSearch:totalResults xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">944</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/</link><language>en-us</language><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle/><itunes:owner><itunes:email>noreply@blogger.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><item><title>Joke: A day at the races</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/08/joke-day-at-races_06.html</link><category>animals</category><category>funny</category><category>horse</category><category>humor</category><category>joke</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Wed, 6 Aug 2008 20:08:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-5407925305798511955</guid><description>One day while he was at the track betting on the ponies and nearly losing his shirt, Mitch noticed a priest who stepped out onto the track and blessed the forehead of one of the horses lining up for the 4th race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo and behold, that horse -- a very long shot -- won the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the following race, the Priest blessed yet another horse. Mitch made a beeline for the window, and placed a small bet on the horse. Again, even though it was another long shot, the horse the priest had blessed won the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch collected his winnings, and anxiously waited to see which horse the priest would bless for the 6th race. The priest showed, blessed a horse, Mitch bet a large amount of money on it, and it won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True to his pattern, the priest stepped out onto the track before the last race and blessed the forehead, eyes, ears, and hooves of one of the horses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch bet every cent he had, including his life savings and the deed to his house. Mitch then watched the horse come in dead last. He was dumbfounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made his way to the track, and when he found the priest, he demanded, "What happened, Father? All day long you blessed horses and they won. The last race, you blessed a horse and he lost. Now, thanks to you, I've lost all my savings!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest nodded wisely and said, "That's the problem with Protestants -- you can't tell the difference between a simple blessing and the Last Rites!</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Joke: A day at the races</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/08/joke-day-at-races.html</link><category>animals</category><category>funny</category><category>horse</category><category>humor</category><category>joke</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Wed, 6 Aug 2008 20:08:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-3979596078933300097</guid><description>One day while he was at the track betting on the ponies and nearly losing his shirt, Mitch noticed a priest who stepped out onto the track and blessed the forehead of one of the horses lining up for the 4th race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo and behold, that horse -- a very long shot -- won the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the following race, the Priest blessed yet another horse. Mitch made a beeline for the window, and placed a small bet on the horse. Again, even though it was another long shot, the horse the priest had blessed won the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch collected his winnings, and anxiously waited to see which horse the priest would bless for the 6th race. The priest showed, blessed a horse, Mitch bet a large amount of money on it, and it won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True to his pattern, the priest stepped out onto the track before the last race and blessed the forehead, eyes, ears, and hooves of one of the horses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch bet every cent he had, including his life savings and the deed to his house. Mitch then watched the horse come in dead last. He was dumbfounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made his way to the track, and when he found the priest, he demanded, "What happened, Father? All day long you blessed horses and they won. The last race, you blessed a horse and he lost. Now, thanks to you, I've lost all my savings!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest nodded wisely and said, "That's the problem with Protestants -- you can't tell the difference between a simple blessing and the Last Rites!</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Joke: The Duck Hunter’s Dog</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/07/joke-duck-hunters-dog_30.html</link><category>animals</category><category>dogs</category><category>humor</category><category>joke</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Wed, 30 Jul 2008 06:38:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-2599410908677868678</guid><description>An avid duck hunter was in the market for a new bird dog. His search ended when he found a dog that could actually walk on water to retrieve a duck. Shocked by his find, he was sure none of his friends would believe him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He decided to try to break the news to his most skeptical friend, inviting him to hunt with him and his new dog. As they waited by the shore, a flock of ducks flew by; they fired, and a duck fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog responded. It did not sink, but instead walked across the water to retrieve the bird, never getting more than his paws wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friend saw everything but did not say a single word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the drive home the hunter finally broke the silence, asking, “Well, what do you think of my new dog?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other guy was quiet for a moment, then said, “Can’t swim, huh?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.philosophising.com/dogpress/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;)</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Joke: The Duck Hunter’s Dog</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/07/joke-duck-hunters-dog.html</link><category>animals</category><category>dogs</category><category>humor</category><category>joke</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Wed, 30 Jul 2008 06:38:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-6389672350685782185</guid><description>An avid duck hunter was in the market for a new bird dog. His search ended when he found a dog that could actually walk on water to retrieve a duck. Shocked by his find, he was sure none of his friends would believe him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He decided to try to break the news to his most skeptical friend, inviting him to hunt with him and his new dog. As they waited by the shore, a flock of ducks flew by; they fired, and a duck fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog responded. It did not sink, but instead walked across the water to retrieve the bird, never getting more than his paws wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friend saw everything but did not say a single word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the drive home the hunter finally broke the silence, asking, “Well, what do you think of my new dog?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other guy was quiet for a moment, then said, “Can’t swim, huh?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.philosophising.com/dogpress/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;)</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Joke: The giraffe</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/07/joke-giraffe_23.html</link><category>funny</category><category>giraffe</category><category>humor</category><category>joke</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 06:54:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-7323742224458876788</guid><description>A man goes into a bar with a giraffe, they both get a couple of rounds in. When they get up to leave they're extremely drunk and the giraffe passes out and falls over. The man opens the door, about to leave by himself, when the bartender stops him suddenly and says, "Hey! You can't leave that lyin' there!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man turns around and slurs, "Don't be silly, that's not a lion, that's a giraffe!"&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.misscellania.com/miss-cellania/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;)</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Joke: The giraffe</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/07/joke-giraffe.html</link><category>funny</category><category>giraffe</category><category>humor</category><category>joke</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 06:54:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-628891140790495325</guid><description>A man goes into a bar with a giraffe, they both get a couple of rounds in. When they get up to leave they're extremely drunk and the giraffe passes out and falls over. The man opens the door, about to leave by himself, when the bartender stops him suddenly and says, "Hey! You can't leave that lyin' there!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man turns around and slurs, "Don't be silly, that's not a lion, that's a giraffe!"&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.misscellania.com/miss-cellania/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;)</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Joke: Ranch Life</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/07/joke-ranch-life_16.html</link><category>animals</category><category>cows</category><category>humor</category><category>joke</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Wed, 16 Jul 2008 06:34:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-1162085976634796681</guid><description>Amy, a blond city girl, marries a rancher. One morning, on his way out to check on the cows, the rancher says to Amy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The insemination man is coming over to impregnate one of our cows today. I drove a nail into the two-by-four just above the cow's stall in the barn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You show him where the cow is when he gets here, okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the rancher leaves for the fields. After a while, the artificial insemination man arrives and knocks on the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy takes him down to the barn. They walk along the row of cows and when she sees the nail, she tells him, "This is the one.. right here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terribly impressed by what he seemed to think just might be another ditzy blonde, the man asks, "Tell me little lady, how did you know this is the cow to be bred?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's simple. By the nail over its stall," Amy explains very confidently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the man asks, "What's the nail for?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turns to walk away, and with complete confidence, says: "I guess it's to hang your pants on....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://www.misscellania.com/miss-cellania/"&gt;Miss Cellania&lt;/a&gt;)</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Joke: Ranch Life</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/07/joke-ranch-life.html</link><category>animals</category><category>cows</category><category>humor</category><category>joke</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Wed, 16 Jul 2008 06:34:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-5970309887153814377</guid><description>Amy, a blond city girl, marries a rancher. One morning, on his way out to check on the cows, the rancher says to Amy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The insemination man is coming over to impregnate one of our cows today. I drove a nail into the two-by-four just above the cow's stall in the barn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You show him where the cow is when he gets here, okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the rancher leaves for the fields. After a while, the artificial insemination man arrives and knocks on the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy takes him down to the barn. They walk along the row of cows and when she sees the nail, she tells him, "This is the one.. right here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terribly impressed by what he seemed to think just might be another ditzy blonde, the man asks, "Tell me little lady, how did you know this is the cow to be bred?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's simple. By the nail over its stall," Amy explains very confidently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the man asks, "What's the nail for?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turns to walk away, and with complete confidence, says: "I guess it's to hang your pants on....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://www.misscellania.com/miss-cellania/"&gt;Miss Cellania&lt;/a&gt;)</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Bored</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/07/bored_10.html</link><category>animals</category><category>dogs</category><category>pets</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2008 07:43:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-2973158996727797625</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n114/corsiphoto/photos-part2/dog-29.jpg?t=1214934176"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n114/corsiphoto/photos-part2/dog-29.jpg?t=1214934176" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://charliegolden.blogspot.com/"&gt;Charlie&lt;/a&gt; is bored</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Bored</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/07/bored.html</link><category>animals</category><category>dogs</category><category>pets</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2008 07:43:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-1627627305460654884</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n114/corsiphoto/photos-part2/dog-29.jpg?t=1214934176"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n114/corsiphoto/photos-part2/dog-29.jpg?t=1214934176" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://charliegolden.blogspot.com/"&gt;Charlie&lt;/a&gt; is bored</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Joke: Fish Heads</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/07/joke-fish-heads_10.html</link><category>fish</category><category>funny</category><category>humor</category><category>joke</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2008 06:24:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-4128851504238727232</guid><description>A customer at Green's Gourmet Grocery marveled at the proprietor's quick wit and intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell me, Green, what makes you so smart?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wouldn't share my secret with just anyone," Green replies, lowering his voice so the other shoppers won't hear. "But since you're a good and faithful customer, I'll let you in on it. Fish heads. You eat enough of them, you'll be positively brilliant."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You sell them here?" the customer asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Only $5 each," says Green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The customer buys three. A week later, he's back in the store complaining that the fish heads were disgusting and he isn't any smarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You didn't eat enough," says Green. The customer goes home with 20 more fish heads. Two weeks later, he's back and this time he's really angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, Green," he says, "You're selling me fish heads for $5 apiece when I can buy the whole fish for $3. You're ripping me off!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You see?" says Green. "You're smarter already."</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Joke: Fish Heads</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/07/joke-fish-heads.html</link><category>fish</category><category>funny</category><category>humor</category><category>joke</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2008 06:24:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-8368670851482974655</guid><description>A customer at Green's Gourmet Grocery marveled at the proprietor's quick wit and intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell me, Green, what makes you so smart?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wouldn't share my secret with just anyone," Green replies, lowering his voice so the other shoppers won't hear. "But since you're a good and faithful customer, I'll let you in on it. Fish heads. You eat enough of them, you'll be positively brilliant."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You sell them here?" the customer asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Only $5 each," says Green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The customer buys three. A week later, he's back in the store complaining that the fish heads were disgusting and he isn't any smarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You didn't eat enough," says Green. The customer goes home with 20 more fish heads. Two weeks later, he's back and this time he's really angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, Green," he says, "You're selling me fish heads for $5 apiece when I can buy the whole fish for $3. You're ripping me off!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You see?" says Green. "You're smarter already."</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Sit!</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/07/sit_09.html</link><category>animals</category><category>dogs</category><category>pets</category><category>photography</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Wed, 9 Jul 2008 07:51:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-2425775331941640972</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n114/corsiphoto/photos-part2/P1000667.jpg?t=1214333495"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n114/corsiphoto/photos-part2/P1000667.jpg?t=1214333495" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via: &lt;a href="http://menton-daily-photo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Menton Daily Photo&lt;/a&gt;)</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Sit!</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/07/sit.html</link><category>animals</category><category>dogs</category><category>pets</category><category>photography</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Wed, 9 Jul 2008 07:51:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-1613611731586473579</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n114/corsiphoto/photos-part2/P1000667.jpg?t=1214333495"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n114/corsiphoto/photos-part2/P1000667.jpg?t=1214333495" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via: &lt;a href="http://menton-daily-photo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Menton Daily Photo&lt;/a&gt;)</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Jackson the macaw shows off</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/07/jackson-macaw-shows-off_08.html</link><category>animals</category><category>birds</category><category>macaw</category><category>rescue</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Tue, 8 Jul 2008 06:45:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-7269653300124665788</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/crittercampmom/2644546736/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3007/2644546736_4aae60b00e.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/crittercampmom/2644546736/"&gt;Jackson the macaw shows off&lt;/a&gt;" by  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/crittercampmom/"&gt;Critter Camp Mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crittercamp.biz/"&gt;Critter Camp&lt;/a&gt; is the ONLY sanctuary in the U.S. actually which cares for such a large variety of different animals: Over 200 animals of 30 different species!</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Jackson the macaw shows off</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/07/jackson-macaw-shows-off.html</link><category>animals</category><category>birds</category><category>macaw</category><category>rescue</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Tue, 8 Jul 2008 06:45:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-621847154354977847</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/crittercampmom/2644546736/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3007/2644546736_4aae60b00e.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/crittercampmom/2644546736/"&gt;Jackson the macaw shows off&lt;/a&gt;" by  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/crittercampmom/"&gt;Critter Camp Mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crittercamp.biz/"&gt;Critter Camp&lt;/a&gt; is the ONLY sanctuary in the U.S. actually which cares for such a large variety of different animals: Over 200 animals of 30 different species!</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Too much sun and fun</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/07/too-much-sun-and-fun_07.html</link><category>animals</category><category>dogs</category><category>pets</category><category>photos</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Mon, 7 Jul 2008 07:10:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-8101944918304871377</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/corsinet/2645421789/"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2645421789_54dbd9f16c.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/corsinet/2645421789/"&gt;Rough day&lt;/a&gt;" by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/corsinet/"&gt;Corsi photo&lt;/a&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Too much sun and fun</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/07/too-much-sun-and-fun.html</link><category>animals</category><category>dogs</category><category>pets</category><category>photos</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Mon, 7 Jul 2008 07:10:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-3747165459578927306</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/corsinet/2645421789/"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2645421789_54dbd9f16c.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/corsinet/2645421789/"&gt;Rough day&lt;/a&gt;" by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/corsinet/"&gt;Corsi photo&lt;/a&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Joke: Janitor Dog</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/07/joke-janitor-dog_02.html</link><category>animals</category><category>dogs</category><category>funny</category><category>humor</category><category>joke</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Wed, 2 Jul 2008 11:09:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-3250528947183335429</guid><description>A salesman dropped in to see a business customer. Not a soul was in the office except a big dog emptying wastebaskets. The salesman stared at the animal, wondering if his imagination could be playing tricks on him. The dog looked up and said, “Don't be surprised. This is just part of my job.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Incredible!” exclaimed the man. “I can't believe it! Does your boss know what a prize he has in you? An animal that can talk!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, no,” pleaded the dog. “Please don't! If he finds out I can talk, he'll make me answer the phone as well!”</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Joke: Janitor Dog</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/07/joke-janitor-dog.html</link><category>animals</category><category>dogs</category><category>funny</category><category>humor</category><category>joke</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Wed, 2 Jul 2008 11:09:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-7594797216394659950</guid><description>A salesman dropped in to see a business customer. Not a soul was in the office except a big dog emptying wastebaskets. The salesman stared at the animal, wondering if his imagination could be playing tricks on him. The dog looked up and said, “Don't be surprised. This is just part of my job.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Incredible!” exclaimed the man. “I can't believe it! Does your boss know what a prize he has in you? An animal that can talk!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, no,” pleaded the dog. “Please don't! If he finds out I can talk, he'll make me answer the phone as well!”</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>The waterbearer</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/07/waterbearer_02.html</link><category>animals</category><category>dogs</category><category>pets</category><category>photography</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Wed, 2 Jul 2008 06:36:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-6557197134355981036</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n114/corsiphoto/photos-part2/Bottle1.jpg?t=1214336189"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n114/corsiphoto/photos-part2/Bottle1.jpg?t=1214336189" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via: &lt;a href="http://jim-arnold.blogspot.com/"&gt;Photography and Art of Jim Arnold&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Also see &lt;a href="http://www.jarnoldphoto.biz/Websites.html"&gt;Jim Arnold Photography and Design&lt;/a&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>The waterbearer</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/07/waterbearer.html</link><category>animals</category><category>dogs</category><category>pets</category><category>photography</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Wed, 2 Jul 2008 06:36:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-2959795706330277636</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n114/corsiphoto/photos-part2/Bottle1.jpg?t=1214336189"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n114/corsiphoto/photos-part2/Bottle1.jpg?t=1214336189" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via: &lt;a href="http://jim-arnold.blogspot.com/"&gt;Photography and Art of Jim Arnold&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Also see &lt;a href="http://www.jarnoldphoto.biz/Websites.html"&gt;Jim Arnold Photography and Design&lt;/a&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Rough weekend</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/07/rough-weekend_01.html</link><category>animals</category><category>cats</category><category>pets</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Tue, 1 Jul 2008 07:03:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-5848635272518915646</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n114/corsiphoto/photos-part2/scout4.jpg?t=1214332333"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n114/corsiphoto/photos-part2/scout4.jpg?t=1214330598" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via: &lt;a href="http://www.thatmutt.com/" target="_blank"&gt; THAT MUTT: A Dog Blog&lt;/a&gt;)</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Rough weekend</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/07/rough-weekend.html</link><category>animals</category><category>cats</category><category>pets</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Tue, 1 Jul 2008 07:03:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-1136990290653766103</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n114/corsiphoto/photos-part2/scout4.jpg?t=1214332333"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n114/corsiphoto/photos-part2/scout4.jpg?t=1214330598" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via: &lt;a href="http://www.thatmutt.com/" target="_blank"&gt; THAT MUTT: A Dog Blog&lt;/a&gt;)</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Pup tent</title><link>http://superfun4all.blogspot.com/2008/06/pup-tent_27.html</link><category>animals</category><category>dogs</category><category>pets</category><category>photos</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayyan)</author><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 06:43:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3452481577635816239.post-7353724992093485253</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n114/corsiphoto/photos-part2/drmacleod_3.jpg?t=1214332993"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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