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 Somebody, PLEASE set off a car alarm so I can get some shut-eye. 
Now, my mom has many fine attributes - she's generous, hard-working, and super brave to the point of being crazy. She has traveled overseas by herself, </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/5aI3Yi_OqqU/life-lessons-with-mr-pip.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZwGZwOC3Rs/Tzfyeo7gx7I/AAAAAAAADe0/PSPDZAK-mYU/s72-c/DSC_0395.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>70</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/5aI3Yi_OqqU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2012/02/life-lessons-with-mr-pip.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-7331223301394892414</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2012 12:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-08T06:19:41.540-06:00</atom:updated><title>Spa Day</title><atom:summary>
There I was catching some rays, minding my own business ...

when this pulled up in front of my house ...
 
Could this be Alien's super sonic new spaceship designed to impress intergalactic ladies everywhere, I wondered? 

 Nope ...
 
But don't worry, I survived ...  
though most of my fur did not 

Being pampered is exhausting ...

Do not disturb, beauty sleep in progress.
Note from Pip's </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/VPYAHgrXPZo/spa-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fRcua0FThwE/Ty3kCz-G-AI/AAAAAAAADbY/9-tiXHUEYRI/s72-c/DSC_0287.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>86</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/VPYAHgrXPZo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2012/02/spa-day.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-3945641394024210006</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2012 12:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-06T06:17:41.777-06:00</atom:updated><title>No More Late Night Litter Runs</title><atom:summary>Now, we have all heard about the wonders of Mr. Chewy -  amazing selection, great prices, user friendly, excellent customer service, free shipping for orders over $49 - but did you know that Mr. Chewy also saves marriages?? 

Did I get your attention? Good, now hand me a barrette and I will explain 
As I've mentioned 87 million times, my assistant is not much of a planner. She is notorious for </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/HqkU6LZc1yg/no-more-late-night-litter-runs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dbbGr6EMq1E/Ty3zNvJGXlI/AAAAAAAADcg/JXL0VZwvddo/s72-c/DSC_0025.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>55</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/HqkU6LZc1yg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2012/02/no-more-late-night-litter-runs.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-192462714092332363</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2012 12:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-01T06:28:38.919-06:00</atom:updated><title>Tag Day</title><atom:summary>My friend Alex, from Feeling Beachie, tagged me in his post on Saturday. Since he shares his blog with his assistant, Hillary, they both answered the questions. I decided to copy him and allow my assistant to also answer these important questions. 

1. Describe yourself in seven words?
Pip: handsome, funny, kind, forgiving, stubborn, and clumsyAssistant: quirky, disorganized, funny, creative, </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/syjGLvbjidY/tag-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LRckWvVno7U/TyVxO5K1_kI/AAAAAAAADaA/XTbutfVEb_4/s72-c/DSC_0014+10-09-41.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>65</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/syjGLvbjidY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2012/02/tag-day.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-1082569695720603719</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jan 2012 12:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-30T06:11:18.048-06:00</atom:updated><title>Be Careful What You Wish For ...</title><atom:summary>My sister had her first friend sleep over on Saturday. I thought this meant we would eat yummy snacks and then all turn in early. 


Hey, I am not the big bad wolf, let me in!

Time for bed ...

but these ladies had other ideas ...

Dang, I thought this tea-party was going to serve real food

Let's make like a banana and split  

Beneath this pink dress and Hello Kitty headband - I am all man!
</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/sVdqySk_ozU/be-careful-what-you-wish-for.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XaYrfF6-vtU/TyX3on5gSBI/AAAAAAAADao/dRAh-qp-l64/s72-c/DSC_0022.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>73</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/sVdqySk_ozU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2012/01/be-careful-what-you-wish-for.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-2721383491529134585</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jan 2012 11:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T05:12:26.392-06:00</atom:updated><title>Remember Me?</title><atom:summary>
My name is Pip ...

and last week I was abandoned

left behind while my so-called family vacationed in the sun

alone and hungry, I survived on old crumbs in my bed


cut off from the outside world (they even took ...gasp ...the lap top)
  Did I mention there was a major snow storm?
  
Not listening ...unless there's a cheeseburger in that gift bag.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/vlhZjUFrcN4/remember-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AoNxMKge0IU/Tx9xmWPPrwI/AAAAAAAADX4/kHtYZepMCJ4/s72-c/DSC_0160.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>93</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/vlhZjUFrcN4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2012/01/remember-me.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-1149365530645675037</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jan 2012 13:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-16T07:16:55.501-06:00</atom:updated><title>The Big Test</title><atom:summary>
Well my friends, this weekend my commitment to a healthy lifestyle was tested ...did I pass the test, you be the judge ...


My sissy had a play-date with her best friend. This was her first time sledding and as you can see, she kind of liked it. I stayed home and "rested".


 When they came home, they had pizza and hot chocolate ...this was the test part. 

In my younger days, I would have </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/vvw84jdN_PY/big-test.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AmTN4MoLFBk/TxNI0lh5gyI/AAAAAAAADXE/exOuSX6bZpc/s72-c/DSC_0037.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>102</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/vvw84jdN_PY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2012/01/big-test.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-3670341429412213870</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Jan 2012 01:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T09:47:30.133-06:00</atom:updated><title>Seize the Nap!</title><atom:summary>I visited the cardiologist today and things went surprisingly well. My vitals were good and the fluid is GONE from my lungs!  I had an EKG and it showed some moderate mitral regurgitation, which means about 25% of the blood is leaking back into my heart through the mitral valve. However, the cardiologist feels I am otherwise healthy and with good care can live with this condition - probably a </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/9E_wxSF_N24/seize-nap.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tbyZ1o0b-4s/TxDSHxpOhVI/AAAAAAAADWk/KJMNPdxkG0o/s72-c/DSC_0010.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>80</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/9E_wxSF_N24" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2012/01/seize-nap.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-934690473622778378</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Jan 2012 12:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T09:45:23.582-06:00</atom:updated><title>The Show Goes On</title><atom:summary>Thanks again for all your support and love. I'm still feeling pretty good - I even did one (brief) zoomie around the yard this morning. Unfortunately, my cardiologist appointment was delayed until Friday because the doctor had a family emergency. My mom about fell off her chair when they called to reschedule. 

But I'm a pawfesional and as they say, the show must go on  ...so here's my review of </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/ZaVH_4qdJXU/show-goes-on.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RulPeLQEgLU/TwpVCkcECZI/AAAAAAAADWc/EuEdcicTv3o/s72-c/DSC_0020.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>81</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/ZaVH_4qdJXU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2012/01/show-goes-on.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-6193264271592236668</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Jan 2012 15:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T09:49:24.691-06:00</atom:updated><title>Flaky Peeps</title><atom:summary>Thanks to Sarge, Frankie, and The Road Dogs for sponsoring My Peep is a Flake Week! 

 Where to begin ...so much material, so little time ...

Well, to start with my assistant is not the most organized person in the world. She is also not much of a planner so there's always lots of last minute rushed activity (like this post) .

She also likes to do things her way - she doesn't believe in </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/3dPJR52VksM/flaky-peeps.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mZDdAcJtais/TwcEeqzgImI/AAAAAAAADU8/jkMpQ1573SI/s72-c/PEEPFLAKES.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>65</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/3dPJR52VksM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2012/01/flaky-peeps.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-7534924905455991102</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Jan 2012 12:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T09:50:46.158-06:00</atom:updated><title>Update</title><atom:summary>Thanks so much for ALL your support, good vibes, and prayers! We are pretty sure they are working because my appetite returned (after a 24 hunger strike) and I am feeling a bit more energetic everyday. I am very good about taking my medicine (Furosemide) and it does seem to be helping. My assistant spoke with the cardiologist yesterday. Unfortunately, he can't see me until next Monday. This made </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/cwZcqFnh3zc/update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s-cggYpMzlc/TwPENY7GzSI/AAAAAAAADUs/mQzg0kZiZ4I/s72-c/purrs4pip.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>86</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/cwZcqFnh3zc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2012/01/update.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-4788128781664417414</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jan 2012 12:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T09:51:52.889-06:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Birthday Judi!</title><atom:summary>Happy Birthday Miss Judi! Please join me in wishing our friend a Happy Birthday by stopping by SASS today!
Thank you SO MUCH for all your support, good wishes, and prayers. It means the world to us. Pip is doing OK, but still very tired and he is a little more picky with his food - which is completely unlike him. I hope to finally speak with the cardiologist today and will keep you posted. Thanks</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/z9ScACSNS9o/happy-birthday-judi.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r67V5KMlkNg/TwL2KM5_rLI/AAAAAAAADUI/70uH2yZXpjA/s72-c/100_1114.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>40</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/z9ScACSNS9o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-judi.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-1479258324997488716</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jan 2012 13:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T09:52:47.786-06:00</atom:updated><title>Matters of the Heart</title><atom:summary>Hope everyone had a happy new year celebration! Unfortunately, ours was pretty stressful. I went to the vet on Saturday because I was having trouble breathing. They did a bunch of tests and discovered I have an enlarged heart and some fluid in my lungs. I always thought having a big heart was a good thing, but apparently not in this case.

My vet recommended I see a cardiologist ASAP and be kept </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/lBMm9bDmxHM/matters-of-heart.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_izejvl6EtY/TwERTNvpgSI/AAAAAAAADRo/GZs661ZD06c/s72-c/DSCN1357.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>145</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/lBMm9bDmxHM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2012/01/matters-of-heart.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-2511534148537044161</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Dec 2011 14:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T09:54:37.679-06:00</atom:updated><title>Quilted Pip</title><atom:summary>Have you sent in your treasure for the quilt for Sandra?   Dachsies With Moxie is making an amazing quilt for Sandra and her family and we are all invited to send in something special. You can read more about it here.


My plan was to send in part of my old couch, but the peeps said no. So, I had to settle for one of my favorite blankies. 


This blanket serves many purposes - comfort, warmth, </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/hL_Yhny71k8/quilted-pip.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5skMeu8ajBk/Tv3MkwkGiRI/AAAAAAAADQU/6oebnffHZfI/s72-c/DSCN1724.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>51</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/hL_Yhny71k8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2011/12/quilted-pip.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-7335266110038076957</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Dec 2011 12:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T09:56:00.221-06:00</atom:updated><title>Adventures in Christmas Babysitting</title><atom:summary>No snow for us this Christmas. 
The warm temperatures felt more like March than December.
Cousin Wrigley and the Grand-Peeps drove down from the north woods in Wisconsin to spend Christmas with us. 
While the peeps finished up last minute shopping, we took my sissy for a Christmas Eve walk to the park.
No explanation needed.
What's your hurry, sister?
We were NOT allowed on the playground and had</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/d3dPROxeMak/adventures-in-christmas-babysitting.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q49fXbfhodM/TvomfR5I_DI/AAAAAAAADO0/s8LbqbQ0Vyg/s72-c/DSCN1643.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>46</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/d3dPROxeMak" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2011/12/adventures-in-christmas-babysitting.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-6671099414700691034</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Dec 2011 13:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T09:57:07.773-06:00</atom:updated><title>CANIDAE TidNips!</title><atom:summary>CANIDAE Natural Pet Food Company asked me to review their TidNips dog treats. SWEET!
The lovely Violet (a new addition to the family) will be assisting me with this review.
Don't be nervous Violet, just smile pretty and leave the taste testing to the professional (me).
I have some issues with my teeth (it's a yorkie thing) and hard treats are often too much for me. TidNips are tasty, soft and </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/fclUlhLzuyM/canidae-tidnips.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n-ZOclvn_y4/TvfxGXlCnyI/AAAAAAAADNs/piLtD7vSYQA/s72-c/1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>37</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/fclUlhLzuyM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2011/12/canidae-tidnips.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-5087731035625816117</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Dec 2011 12:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T09:57:59.961-06:00</atom:updated><title>My Blue Bone From Shelby</title><atom:summary>Dear Miss Shelby,

I  promise to make the most of every moment, to forgive and love  unconditionally, to keep trying and never give up even when things seem  hopeless ...in other words, I promise to be more like you. Most  importantly, I promise to be there for your mom and family and help them  in any way I can. 

Love, Pip 

P.S.: Thanks again for my blue bone. I have been holding it tight ever</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/dM5RXGMQF9Q/my-blue-bone-from-shelby.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_PaWZXjbwGc/TvFeCYVpGZI/AAAAAAAADNA/5lIAG656TtM/s72-c/DSCN1609.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>66</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/dM5RXGMQF9Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-blue-bone-from-shelby.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-218858914647589020</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Dec 2011 12:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T09:59:37.979-06:00</atom:updated><title>Couch Love</title><atom:summary>A few last minute occupiers have just arrived ...

Colorado: When she is not out and about in his kitty stroller, Pumpkin likes to kick back on the couch and show her doggie friend who is boss. 

Colorado: EK and Candy think couches are nice, but it is much more fun to occupy each other.

Ohio: Wow, if a cat and dog can peacefully share a couch, can world peace be far behind? Thanks Bocci and </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/nCWqvZs-fS4/couch-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ekkGxIYv_6A/Tu6msYk5uWI/AAAAAAAADLE/N7FuyDZBup4/s72-c/Pumpkin" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>59</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/nCWqvZs-fS4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2011/12/couch-love.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-7956611282844253803</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Dec 2011 19:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T10:00:18.258-06:00</atom:updated><title>IMPORTANT UPDATE</title><atom:summary>Thank you to everyone who has commented on Operation Couch Occupation Grand Finale and Comment-a-Thon!! Keep the comments coming! Want to hear something REALLY EXCITING ... Nubbin Tails has offered to match all the money I raise for Sandra and her family today! !!!

Thank you Nubbin' Tails! You are amazing and make us all proud!</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/4tRpVtGkRAY/important-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cHzDWuKnu7c/TuzzACqdpyI/AAAAAAAADK8/c7qJlG4nwgw/s72-c/IMG_1020.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>47</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/4tRpVtGkRAY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2011/12/important-update.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-2802222414035024946</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Dec 2011 12:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T10:06:30.485-06:00</atom:updated><title>Couch Occupation GRAND FINALE and COMMENT-A-THON for Houston Pittie Pack</title><atom:summary>This post is dedicated to Guero, Coco Chanel, Lucky, Tiger, and Shelby who lost their lives in a fire on Thursday night. We will be donating .50 for every comment left between now and Sunday at midnight to the Houston Pittie Pack family. We know this will not bring back their beautiful dogs or home, but we hope it will help in some small way. 

You can also make a donation directly here. This </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/GwNrRbPrBvk/couch-occupation-grand-finale-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9kSdKKf5-Q8/TuuUR8M9q9I/AAAAAAAADFU/kjhGFdWYskA/s72-c/DSCN1456.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>151</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/GwNrRbPrBvk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2011/12/couch-occupation-grand-finale-and.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-81510088442885758</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Dec 2011 17:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T10:08:19.148-06:00</atom:updated><title>Heartbreak in Houston</title><atom:summary>As many of you know by now, The Houston Pittie Pack suffered an unimaginable tragedy last night ...a fire took their home and the lives of five of their beloved dogs, including our beautiful blogville miracle, Shelby. 

We are absolutely heartbroken ...like many of you, we followed dear Shelby's story from the painful beginning, prayed for her, cheered her on as she beat the odds and SURVIVED. To</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/2GxNl-XosHw/heartbreak-in-houston.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4II_Lcc8Zdg/Tut8RuCw2fI/AAAAAAAADFE/VatXtTqRZnI/s72-c/shelby%252Bchristmas%252B013-1.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/2GxNl-XosHw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2011/12/heartbreak-in-houston.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-5908842732980174205</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Dec 2011 11:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T10:13:20.769-06:00</atom:updated><title>Operation Occupy Your Couch - Part 4</title><atom:summary>Protesting is hard ...  
Quick somebody stuff a cheeseburger in his mouth! That's right, da Puddles is BACK! Now, let's get this party protest started ...

UK: Ronnii believes two couches are better than one, especially when one is her brother Uji's butt. 

Florida: Couch + Bone = Good times! Right, Bailey?
New York: Bachelor Corbin is handsome, smart, strong AND he likes to cuddle. Get in line, </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/hdttPwWRAiY/operation-occupy-your-couch-part-4.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KFVrgy4W1yI/Tudx-fjAbDI/AAAAAAAADBI/No-34xJjdx4/s72-c/DSCN1463.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>51</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/hdttPwWRAiY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2011/12/operation-occupy-your-couch-part-4.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-5343411953160486083</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Dec 2011 07:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T10:16:53.134-06:00</atom:updated><title>Operation Occupy Your Couch - Part 3</title><atom:summary>The fight for couch justice continues ... 
right after I have a sandwich ...regional operatives take it away.
Florida: Bugsy and Knuckles occupy with super, show-stopping style.
Illinois: Jazzi likes to think outside the box - don't limit yourself to seat cushions, back cushions rock!
New York: Undercover Agent Alex knows how to lay low and be cool.
Maryland: After a hard day at the office, Abby </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/-wTXaybvIZI/operation-occupy-your-couch-part-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cG9I_FAMH3w/TuJx0N9pW9I/AAAAAAAAC94/mVIWkMTJ_tQ/s72-c/DSCN1462.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>56</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/-wTXaybvIZI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2011/12/operation-occupy-your-couch-part-3.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-2023504813182583779</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2011 11:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T10:18:56.289-06:00</atom:updated><title>Sabatage!</title><atom:summary>Maybe I'm too trusting, but I assumed my feline sisters were on my side of this fight ...

Rosie claims she has been occupying the window seat on my behalf 

But thanks to some fancy undercover work, I now realize they have been playing me for a fool!

 Pretending to support my cause ...

while secretly visiting the old couch in the basement! 

As most of you know, I don't do stairs (or basements</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/9kYV18FEJXU/sabatage.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-De66iKjnxYI/Tt2LivoD89I/AAAAAAAAC8c/jtzWrq-SeDs/s72-c/DSCN1470.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>47</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/9kYV18FEJXU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2011/12/sabatage.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070257200772723834.post-4659692527946778405</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 12:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T10:19:32.356-06:00</atom:updated><title>Holiday Cheer</title><atom:summary>
Yeah, yeah it's me in a Santa hat ...real funny, real cute ...Now, take the picture and get me OUT of this monkey suit!P.S.: Here's a picture of our tree and lights. That little brown spot to the right (bottom) of the tree is me!
</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~3/rKWJItGn9I4/holiday-cheer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr. Pip)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A7kXvhSK87Y/Tt2Fo2sq2CI/AAAAAAAAC7s/kPGpDAXc3Vk/s72-c/DSCN1524.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>62</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PipGetsBackInTheGame/~4/rKWJItGn9I4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://pipinthegame.blogspot.com/2011/12/holiday-cheer.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

