<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592</id><updated>2011-09-21T12:25:55.474-04:00</updated><category term='Greetings from Cosmos'/><title type='text'>Woos &amp; Neighs - The Mullin Clan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>126</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-4927322545105295898</id><published>2010-02-11T19:34:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T20:26:08.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosi's "Gotcha" Day &amp; SNOWMAGGEDON in Da Burgh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi-Woo All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my 3-year Gotcha Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/S3SjQCAk0eI/AAAAAAAABLY/S9W3SE-7GI0/s1600-h/DSCN1926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437150145955549666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/S3SjQCAk0eI/AAAAAAAABLY/S9W3SE-7GI0/s320/DSCN1926.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/S3SjP8xEpyI/AAAAAAAABLQ/GLzlliXihnE/s1600-h/DSCN1922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437150144548349730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/S3SjP8xEpyI/AAAAAAAABLQ/GLzlliXihnE/s320/DSCN1922.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wuz frustrating Mommy tonight cuz I wouldn't pose &amp;amp; look at her, hawoo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SNOWMAGGEDON IN PGH 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437156077623005202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/S3SopTMTUBI/AAAAAAAABLo/P0HBKZNmJ0o/s320/DSCN1910.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437156093303491474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/S3SoqNm0i5I/AAAAAAAABLw/4LM_M3uo4iA/s320/DSCN1909.JPG" /&gt;These pics were taken frum R bedroom window of R street on Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; 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movies were taken on Monday. I hope woo like them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Til next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-da Cos-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-4927322545105295898?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2ac83cf37ead6538&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=91ca1c492ed83d61&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/4927322545105295898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=4927322545105295898' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/4927322545105295898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/4927322545105295898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2010/02/cosi.html' title='Cosi&apos;s &quot;Gotcha&quot; Day &amp; SNOWMAGGEDON in Da Burgh'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/S3SjQCAk0eI/AAAAAAAABLY/S9W3SE-7GI0/s72-c/DSCN1926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-7098376902588889272</id><published>2010-02-04T20:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T20:41:24.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow, Snow - Lookin fur the PGH Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/S2t2q5nDbSI/AAAAAAAABLI/XB3tA2iWz78/s1600-h/DSCN1906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434567854743842082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/S2t2q5nDbSI/AAAAAAAABLI/XB3tA2iWz78/s320/DSCN1906.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Snow, Snow where R woo!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Da boyz, Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-7098376902588889272?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/7098376902588889272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=7098376902588889272' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/7098376902588889272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/7098376902588889272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2010/02/snow-snow-lookin-fur-pgh-snow.html' title='Snow, Snow - Lookin fur the PGH Snow'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/S2t2q5nDbSI/AAAAAAAABLI/XB3tA2iWz78/s72-c/DSCN1906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-71003314523278990</id><published>2010-01-28T20:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T20:38:19.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm So Bluuuuue, Yeppers!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431968170253814994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/S2I6RWM1DNI/AAAAAAAABK4/X9KwfdRHKUc/s320/avatar+juni.JPG" /&gt; Avatar Juni!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431969247350185362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/S2I7QCsnXZI/AAAAAAAABLA/ElmU9XxqeUc/s320/DSCN1690.JPG" /&gt;Do woo see what I hafta put up wif, huh !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Til next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-da boyz, Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-71003314523278990?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/71003314523278990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=71003314523278990' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/71003314523278990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/71003314523278990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-so-bluuuuue-yeppers.html' title='I&apos;m So Bluuuuue, Yeppers!!!!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/S2I6RWM1DNI/AAAAAAAABK4/X9KwfdRHKUc/s72-c/avatar+juni.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-8839242476984416250</id><published>2010-01-07T20:42:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T22:37:19.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow, SNOW in PGH - WOORAY &amp; Yaktrax!</title><content type='html'>Hi-Woo All!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yippee, we gotz lotz &amp;amp; lotz of snow in PGH!! Can't stop playin in the snow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-db5723f038ec2e3c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddb5723f038ec2e3c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062767%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D11673FE138D06799425EDD2C8DC668E0FEE864DA.416390008B876686B53BA1E189BE23F9DECF62B2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddb5723f038ec2e3c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnoGT4XM4oNv4JvSp0bgvnZ196xE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddb5723f038ec2e3c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062767%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D11673FE138D06799425EDD2C8DC668E0FEE864DA.416390008B876686B53BA1E189BE23F9DECF62B2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddb5723f038ec2e3c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnoGT4XM4oNv4JvSp0bgvnZ196xE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424181567798504018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/S0aQZbnZ6lI/AAAAAAAABKg/XhkVFXRtiIc/s320/DSCN1894.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424180961108978370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/S0aP2HhWasI/AAAAAAAABKY/uRgPNRS9CR8/s320/FSCN1897.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424182489309609026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/S0aRPEgxfEI/AAAAAAAABKo/jjAjTy3xzuQ/s320/FSCN1902.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424183973999432434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/S0aSlfaaUvI/AAAAAAAABKw/eu1KQV-aksw/s320/DSCN1900.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These funny thingees are called Yaktrax. R Mommy puts these on her shoes sos she can walk on snow &amp;amp; ice &amp;amp; won't fall down.  R Mommy does not like snowy dayz like we do. She does say that it is pretty lookin out at the snow falling frum inside the house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We hopes you got snow, too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Til next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-da boyz, Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-8839242476984416250?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=acc6dc18a0f209c4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=db5723f038ec2e3c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fb93a011e2c6314c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/8839242476984416250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=8839242476984416250' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/8839242476984416250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/8839242476984416250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow-snow-in-pgh-wooray-yaktrax.html' title='Snow, SNOW in PGH - WOORAY &amp; Yaktrax!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/S0aQZbnZ6lI/AAAAAAAABKg/XhkVFXRtiIc/s72-c/DSCN1894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-4173809043203708872</id><published>2009-12-27T20:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T21:12:22.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishin' All of Woo a Fantastic Holiday and a Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neighs &amp;amp; Woos to All of Our Blogging Buddies!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a Fantastic Holiday and a Happy New Year!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SzgPJbl7pDI/AAAAAAAABKI/hnqp5BJ4f6M/s1600-h/FSCN1841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420098806240486450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SzgPJbl7pDI/AAAAAAAABKI/hnqp5BJ4f6M/s320/FSCN1841.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lotz of Woos frum Da Cos! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SzgPJPHTexI/AAAAAAAABKA/5D4rzBjTuzg/s1600-h/FSCN1823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420098802890799890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SzgPJPHTexI/AAAAAAAABKA/5D4rzBjTuzg/s320/FSCN1823.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Neighs frum Bud-D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SzgPI0FjymI/AAAAAAAABJ4/suhK8Ptr6cM/s1600-h/FSCN1819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420098795635722850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SzgPI0FjymI/AAAAAAAABJ4/suhK8Ptr6cM/s320/FSCN1819.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And More Neighs &amp;amp; Howdees frum Charlie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SzgPIhN91XI/AAAAAAAABJw/42etJZpFeNw/s1600-h/DSCN1813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420098790570710386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SzgPIhN91XI/AAAAAAAABJw/42etJZpFeNw/s320/DSCN1813.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And, Woos &amp;amp; Yips frum Me, Juni, Too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Talks to you all next year!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pee Ess - WE DID GET LOTZ OF SNOW - Buts, it is all gone again!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Yur Weather Pupper Reporter, Da Cos-     &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-4173809043203708872?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/4173809043203708872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=4173809043203708872' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/4173809043203708872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/4173809043203708872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/12/wishin-all-of-woo-fantastic-holiday-and.html' title='Wishin&apos; All of Woo a Fantastic Holiday and a Happy New Year!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SzgPJbl7pDI/AAAAAAAABKI/hnqp5BJ4f6M/s72-c/FSCN1841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-8475923479502671113</id><published>2009-12-10T22:44:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T23:26:26.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosmos, Siberian Weather Pupper - Reporting on PGH Thursday Weather</title><content type='html'>Cosmos, Siberian Weather Pupper - Reporting on PGH Thursday Weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-70ad9d40e638dc6a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D70ad9d40e638dc6a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062767%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2FE8205B4F3376EF10E636EABB3C66854D866C7E.18A23F60528CC8DE224EA552153B00EAD4265587%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D70ad9d40e638dc6a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFOOBTbLbh6Ylzvq4_JypJj_B1oc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D70ad9d40e638dc6a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062767%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2FE8205B4F3376EF10E636EABB3C66854D866C7E.18A23F60528CC8DE224EA552153B00EAD4265587%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D70ad9d40e638dc6a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFOOBTbLbh6Ylzvq4_JypJj_B1oc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sibe Translation of Wooin Weather Report:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woos All!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's very, very BRrrrrrrrr-Puppy in PGH. Mucho windy &amp;amp; very noisy, too!  It's keep-you-very-awake &amp;amp; fluff up yur fur cold in PGH!! But, alas, no snow. Just a lil bit of dustin on the ground to tease us - no fairs! It's so cold that R mommy came home frum work &amp;amp; gots into her soft, flannel jamies fur the night to vege out &amp;amp; stay warm &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Oops, Er Cos, I don't think you shoulda said that - mommy might not want yur viewers to know what she is wearin!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;Well, My Viewers, me, yur Sibe Weather Pupper Reporter, will keep you up-to-date wif R PGH Weather as Winter comes upon us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take care &amp;amp; til next time,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-da boyz, Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-8475923479502671113?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=70ad9d40e638dc6a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/8475923479502671113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=8475923479502671113' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/8475923479502671113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/8475923479502671113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/12/cosmos-siberian-weather-pupper.html' title='Cosmos, Siberian Weather Pupper - Reporting on PGH Thursday Weather'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-1557833444969154894</id><published>2009-11-12T19:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T20:31:35.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grown Daddy-Humes Can Wear Pink, Hawoo!!</title><content type='html'>Hi Woo All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fur the last part of October, R family wuz healing - that is Charlie &amp;amp; R daddy. On Monday, October 12, the vet had to come &amp;amp; do anuther procedure on that nasty thing on Charlie's back. It healed but healed open. We all were afraid that when Charlie would roll around in his stall (when he gets an itch!) he could get sumthing in it &amp;amp; gets infected again. So Dr. Leah met daddy at the barn. Daddy told us &amp;amp; mommy that he was glad that she didn't go (she couldn't take time off frum work) cuz she would have been so upset &amp;amp; sick cuz Dr. Leah had to first cut away the raised circle of skin (about an inch around) (daddy took a pic of it on his phone &amp;amp; it wuz very, very icky &amp;amp; bloody). Thank dogness that Charlie didn't know what wuz happening cuz he got a shot that put made him very, very relaxed in horsie la-la land. Then Dr. Leah stitched Charlie up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, October 16 R daddy had to have surgery to reattach his left arm bicep tendon which was torn 90% (it happened at work, not on or around Bud). Daddy knew way back in March that he would have to have the surgery, but put it off as long as he could so he could spend the Spring, Summer &amp;amp; part of the Fall riding the trails wif his Bud, mommy &amp;amp; Charlie, &amp;amp; their trail riding buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, for the next 2 weeks, mommy had to go every night to the barn to clean Charlie's wound site (&amp;amp; to top it off he got a touch of a horsie skin infection &amp;amp; had to have spot shampoos on his back &amp;amp; sides every night) (poor big guy, enuf is enuf!!!). Then daddy having his surgery &amp;amp; in a cast so he couldn't drive. So mommy had to drive with him as a passenger to the barn every night (she doesn't like night driving).  Poor Charlie could get out of stall, but all he wuz allowed to do wuz walk around for 2 weeks so he wouldn't pull the stitches. He wuz a very grumpy horsie along wif a very grumpy daddy cuz he wanted to drive, but he wuzn't allowed until he got his cast off.  R poor mommy needed a vacation!  Since daddy is a rightie &amp;amp; he had surgery on his left arm, he helped her around the house by doin stuff fur her.  2 weels later, Charlie got his stitches out and he wuz allowed to run around which made him a happy horsie! The day after that, daddy got his cast &amp;amp; stitches out &amp;amp; could drive again &amp;amp; he wuz a happy guy &amp;amp; mommy got to be a passenger in the car again which made her very, very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403382549929328002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SvyrzQIU_YI/AAAAAAAABJY/jdISPsD7QJI/s320/FSCN1798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;2 nights b4 he wuz to see the doctor, daddy wrapped his cast (cuz it wuz fallin apart) with pink vet wrap. His Dr. had a good laugh when he saw it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, finally thingz are lookin up! Mommy can now ride Charlie again which makes her a happy girl! Daddy's surgery wuz a success, but he still has a lot of recovery yet until he is back to work hands-on &amp;amp; can ride again. Hopefully, when he sees his Dr. again the beginning of December, he will be able to go to therapy to build up strength back in his arm again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are pics taken after the last trail ride b4 Charlie &amp;amp; Daddy had their procedures --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403382558717717682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Svyrzw3pLLI/AAAAAAAABJo/B33DacLwUhU/s320/RSCN1787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403382557881522850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SvyrztwR2qI/AAAAAAAABJg/1gli9TK2zIQ/s320/DSCN1706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, we had the most portant job to do in R house - we helped take care of daddy &amp;amp; mommy &amp;amp; kept up their spirits!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sos, friends we have not furgotten all of woo - frum time to time we stopped by bloggies to see how all of woo were doin - just didn't leave a message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotz &amp;amp; lotz of thoughtz &amp;amp; Sibe Vibes to R buddy, Princey, of Team Husky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time (hopefully not so long a time!!),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-da boyz, Cosmos &amp;amp; Junea-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-1557833444969154894?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1557833444969154894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=1557833444969154894' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1557833444969154894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1557833444969154894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/11/grown-daddy-humes-can-wear-pink-hawoo.html' title='Grown Daddy-Humes Can Wear Pink, Hawoo!!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SvyrzQIU_YI/AAAAAAAABJY/jdISPsD7QJI/s72-c/FSCN1798.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-2813037546232223713</id><published>2009-10-04T21:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T00:09:54.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo-Ye, Woo-Ye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Sskco2XMPdI/AAAAAAAABJQ/LNQ-1e_S-IY/s1600-h/DSCN1690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388869917238640082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Sskco2XMPdI/AAAAAAAABJQ/LNQ-1e_S-IY/s320/DSCN1690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SskblLHYstI/AAAAAAAABJI/_NadQRL13UA/s1600-h/DSCN1694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388868754578387666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SskblLHYstI/AAAAAAAABJI/_NadQRL13UA/s320/DSCN1694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woo-Ye, Woo-Ye - It's so nice to be a-bloggin again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's been a tough month for poor Charlie Horse! That thingee on his back got infected again &amp;amp; the vet had to go to the barn &amp;amp; do a procedure on it by cutting into it more &amp;amp; cleaning it out. He had to go on meds, too. Mommy &amp;amp; daddy had to go out every night to clean it out &amp;amp; put med stuff on it. We hears he's been real good &amp;amp; standing still. He knows that mommy &amp;amp; daddy are taking good care of him. The vet came out this past week to give them their fall shots &amp;amp; said that Charlie's boo-boo is finally on the mend. It heals from the inside out &amp;amp; is still pretty big. Mommy was allowed to ride him, however, after a week after the procedure if he tolerated it. She used a thick fuzzy saddle pad &amp;amp; the saddle itself didn't rest on the boo-boo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now since Mommy doesn't have to go out to the barn every night, she'll let us use her lap puter more (or so we hope!) to keep up wif all of yur news.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy went to a Renaissance Fair that has been around the past 6 weekends in Pittsburgh. There was food, drink &amp;amp; lotz of humes running around dressed in costumes of yore (years gone by - &amp;amp; it is not Hall-woo-een yet!) doing skitz &amp;amp; singin &amp;amp; just havin a-lotz of fun. Sum of the costumes had ladiez boobs (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hey-woo there doofus-J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;uni, you can get in troooouble sayin that word!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) OK, then ladiez upper bodiez practically falling out of their topz (I saw this on a commercial, yepper-woo I did)! The following are pics &amp;amp; sum movies of grown humes jousting (running around &amp;amp; knocking each other off of horses (ouchie!) &amp;amp; playing (we mean fighting) with swords. We hopes you enjoy the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTQ3MDMyNjA*NzYmcHQ9MTI1NDcwMzI5MzI2NyZwPTI2ODQxJmQ9Jmc9MSZvZj*w.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 466px"&gt;&lt;object height="375" width="466"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://cdn.photoshow.com/psp_assets/exbed_player.0.2.0.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="showCode=QV5IE6rz&amp;amp;systemConfigUrl=http://cdn.photoshow.com/publish/system_config.0.2.0.xml&amp;amp;viewerWidth=466&amp;amp;viewerHeight=375&amp;amp;autoPlayBack=false&amp;amp;muteOnStart=false&amp;amp;useWidgetMaker=false"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;embed src="http://cdn.photoshow.com/psp_assets/exbed_player.0.2.0.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="showCode=QV5IE6rz&amp;systemConfigUrl=http://cdn.photoshow.com/publish/system_config.0.2.0.xml&amp;viewerWidth=466&amp;viewerHeight=375&amp;autoPlayBack=false&amp;muteOnStart=false&amp;useWidgetMaker=false" allowfullscreen="true" quality="high" width="466" height="375"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gettin the Peoples Worked Up for the Joust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d2feff974b30fe78" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2feff974b30fe78%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062767%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD782E4AF437A7DD501CF2D2F1D4818EAEE4787F.76616F61CA209E01EBB1AD465612C7E1C5189F82%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2feff974b30fe78%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFyYqizAKq3mK_ht8pCqkjNI742M&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2feff974b30fe78%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062767%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD782E4AF437A7DD501CF2D2F1D4818EAEE4787F.76616F61CA209E01EBB1AD465612C7E1C5189F82%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2feff974b30fe78%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFyYqizAKq3mK_ht8pCqkjNI742M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The Good Knight (white horsie) vs. The Bad Knight (dark horsie)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7d5e22ec484704f4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7d5e22ec484704f4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062767%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D40B2D2DD8550B5E39E5F475DBF6A609A5B8213F0.55007987D6CAC34A150CD2F959025C9FFADD1101%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7d5e22ec484704f4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGk2rP1pAn--HWk05Gg-yfMXRJr8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7d5e22ec484704f4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062767%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D40B2D2DD8550B5E39E5F475DBF6A609A5B8213F0.55007987D6CAC34A150CD2F959025C9FFADD1101%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7d5e22ec484704f4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGk2rP1pAn--HWk05Gg-yfMXRJr8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the Winner Is - &amp;amp; not for those whose tummies get upset over gore, ha-woo!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take care &amp;amp; talk to woo-all real soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-da boyz, Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-2813037546232223713?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7d5e22ec484704f4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d2feff974b30fe78&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2813037546232223713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=2813037546232223713' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2813037546232223713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2813037546232223713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/woo-ye-woo-ye-its-so-nice-to-be-bloggin.html' title='Woo-Ye, Woo-Ye'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Sskco2XMPdI/AAAAAAAABJQ/LNQ-1e_S-IY/s72-c/DSCN1690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-5760951669332905798</id><published>2009-09-10T18:58:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:17:04.735-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Furry 4-Legged Boys &amp; GO STILLERS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SqmHqfPfyZI/AAAAAAAABIo/cdzGKroGm3g/s1600-h/DSCN1665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379980393881520530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SqmHqfPfyZI/AAAAAAAABIo/cdzGKroGm3g/s320/DSCN1665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy-Marlene here! Hoping that all of you, 2-legged &amp;amp; 4-legged friends had a wonderful summer! (I'm still holding on to the summer as tight as I can, not looking to the evenings getting darker earlier! I still want to play (ride on the trails) after work! I apologize (yes mommies do that sometimes!) that Cosi &amp;amp; Juni haven't been able to keep up with all their blogging buddies. I promised them that I won't hide their puter as much &amp;amp; they will be able to start posting again &amp;amp; keep up with all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Several weeks ago, Joel &amp;amp; I took the boys to the vet to have their yearly physicals. Juni weighs 50 lbs.; Cosi weighs 48 lbs. Juni might be bigger, but Cosi is one solid boy! The joys &amp;amp; perks of having Sibes - they were greeting &amp;amp; wooing all of the other patients so loudly that the staff could not talk or hear the phones ring. That's my boys! We were put in a room immediately! They got their yearly vaccines &amp;amp; received a clean bill of health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379980093595914530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SqmHZAl1ESI/AAAAAAAABIY/-WINnGOCgAM/s320/DSCN1668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last week I was petting Cosi &amp;amp; giving him a rub down &amp;amp; on his right side felt a hard lump the size of my pinkie nail. It didn't bother him when I pushed on it. I called our vet &amp;amp; they squeezed us in. They took Cosi in the back room to get a scraping &amp;amp; some fluid from it. I could hear him telling them that he was not pleased what they were doing. The tech brought him in &amp;amp; asked me how I liked her furry clothes. Cosi was all over her! The vet came back in to tell us that it was nothing &amp;amp; not to worry about it - they had looked at the scrapings &amp;amp; fluid under their microscope. Woo, was I relieved!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That same afternoon I had to have the horse vet at the barn for Charlie. My poor wallet - but you know, I don't care - if my boys needed to be seen so be it!! Charlie started to break out with a hive-like rash a few days before &amp;amp; it was really spreading. He had a skin infection called "rain rot" from having a muggy summer &amp;amp; sweating a lot with the humidity. I was told that this can occur even if the horse is kept groomed &amp;amp; clean. We have been spot-shampooing Charlie with a medicated shampoo every other day &amp;amp; making sure that he is dry before putting him in his stall. He looks like a wannabe spotted Appaloosa with hair missing in circles on his back. But, it is not spreading anymore thankfully!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379980914719047698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SqmIIzg1wBI/AAAAAAAABIw/ryDBa4rjPFA/s320/DSCN1630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys &amp;amp; I want to end this post by saying - GO STILLERS!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Til next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Da boyz, Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau, &amp;amp; Mommy-Marlene-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-5760951669332905798?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/5760951669332905798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=5760951669332905798' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/5760951669332905798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/5760951669332905798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-furry-4-legged-boys-go-stillers.html' title='My Furry 4-Legged Boys &amp; GO STILLERS!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SqmHqfPfyZI/AAAAAAAABIo/cdzGKroGm3g/s72-c/DSCN1665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-7866870673811140144</id><published>2009-08-02T20:35:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:40:12.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Woo All - We're Baaaack!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SnY9-aNtu6I/AAAAAAAABIQ/dWAqkd_N_iY/s1600-h/DSCN1659.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://catzmeoww.googlepages.com/j0286813.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365540349989854610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SnY6hT0rnZI/AAAAAAAABII/qs3p2CSfOw8/s320/DSCN1659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SnY6hGuWMhI/AAAAAAAABIA/FPfLD45s2TI/s1600-h/DSCN1658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365540346473624082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SnY6hGuWMhI/AAAAAAAABIA/FPfLD45s2TI/s320/DSCN1658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi-Woo All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's been a long, very long time since we updated R bloggie. Lotz have been happening . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sadly in June we had to put R grandma (R mommy's mommy) is a place called assisted living. It wuz a very hard thing for R mommy &amp;amp; daddy to do, but needed to be done. R grandma couldn't live alone anymore. She can barely walk. It took most of June to get her set up in her new home &amp;amp; then to empty her apartment from over 20 years of living. As mommy is an only child, everything fell on daddy's and mommy's shoulders to take care of. We still have boxes in R dining room of paper work fur R daddy to go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;July came &amp;amp; went, too. Daddy &amp;amp; mommy rode the horsies alot. See daddy will be having surgery in mid-Fall cuz he gotz a tear in the tendon in his left arm. He won't be able to use his arm fur 2 to 3 months. After the surgery he will be only allowed to lift it wif his other arm. Sos mommy &amp;amp; daddy have been doing stuff that they want &amp;amp; can do before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Did you know R mommy is a RODEO COWGIRL - yup-woo she is!!!! Last Tuesday, nite they were riding wif 3 other friends. Mommy wuz 4 back in line. They gotz to a spot in the park where they ride &amp;amp; all of the horsies took off crazy. Charlie bucked &amp;amp; bucked &amp;amp; bucked! We heard R mommy stayed on fur over 4 bucks &amp;amp; then she went off. There were ground bees where the horsies were walking &amp;amp; gotz stirred up by the horsies hoofies &amp;amp; attacked them. Mommy got a ride in the ambulance. She's Ok tho - just banged up! Her left arm has a lot of purty colors on in. She bruised her ribs &amp;amp; her butt hurts -- but she is OK (oh thank dogness)!!!! Charlie is a nice horsie &amp;amp; luvs R mommy &amp;amp; does not go out of his way to hurt mommy. Daddy got mommy back on Charlie yesterday in the indoor arena yesterday &amp;amp; their friends &amp;amp; daddy sandwiched her &amp;amp; Charlie in line &amp;amp; they went on a slow ride today. R mommy came home smiling, a little sore &amp;amp; tired, but happy. Charlie wuz real good fur her today &amp;amp; took care of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365537659935124898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SnY4Eulp7aI/AAAAAAAABHI/CcVXbW0y8Y8/s320/DSCN1620.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;A birdie family moved in &amp;amp; stayed wif us fur awhile &amp;amp; then left wifout saying goodbye - how rude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365538425120109522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SnY4xRH-M9I/AAAAAAAABHQ/h7aAqHwlYXo/s320/DSCN1628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365538429718462674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SnY4xiQTgNI/AAAAAAAABHY/WpkhPQ2KRKk/s320/DSCN1629.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Cuddling wif R daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365539695840449474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SnY57O7T08I/AAAAAAAABHg/lMFxWW6W-nQ/s320/DSCN1641.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Waitin fur Happy Hearts Cookies - yummy in the tummy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365539697948326882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SnY57Wx3e-I/AAAAAAAABHo/8jNS7FLnH6E/s320/DSCN1642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365539707506497170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SnY576YtlpI/AAAAAAAABH4/51nzng9opvg/s320/DSCN1652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365539704096840306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SnY57tryWnI/AAAAAAAABHw/xU3QsC-Cnak/s320/DSCN1657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hopes to git caught up sayin hi-woo on all of yur bloggies real real soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Til next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Da Boyz, Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-7866870673811140144?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/7866870673811140144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=7866870673811140144' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/7866870673811140144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/7866870673811140144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-woo-all-were-baaaack.html' title='Hi Woo All - We&apos;re Baaaack!!!!!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SnY6hT0rnZI/AAAAAAAABII/qs3p2CSfOw8/s72-c/DSCN1659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-5674830326246566</id><published>2009-05-21T22:08:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:45:58.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birfdays, Mommys' Day, Anniverzaries, &amp; Catch-up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/ShYJyY3Ii7I/AAAAAAAABGQ/areejHAvcHE/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338465169566108594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/ShYJyY3Ii7I/AAAAAAAABGQ/areejHAvcHE/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi-Woo EveryPuppy &amp;amp; Kittie,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rozies are Red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Violetz are Blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On May 6, I turned 2 - Haroooooo!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338465172663737266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/ShYJykZqm7I/AAAAAAAABGY/4_zNZPSR_xU/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Belated Mommys' Day to all of yur mommies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not only wuz Mommys' Day special - it wuz R Mommy's birfday - and she is . . . . &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Don't say it doofus - Mommy won't like it &amp;amp; you'll be in suuuuch trouble!!!)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmmm, maybe I'll listen to Cosi fur a change, I gets in enuf trouble!!!) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;still as young as a mommy can be!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(WHEW, SAFE!!!)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here's how R Mommy spent Mommy's Day &amp;amp; her birfday - in the morning &amp;amp; early afternoon - on her horsie of coursie!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338466041232448722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/ShYKlIElXNI/AAAAAAAABGg/vUsN_VMb0WM/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338466046079491810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/ShYKlaINXuI/AAAAAAAABGo/4fgr0GzhzaA/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On May 18th wuz R Mommy's &amp;amp; Daddy's 33rd anniverzary. As a combined birfday, Mommys' Day, &amp;amp; anniverzary present, R daddy surprised Mommy wif something she makes Ohhhh-Awwww noises everytime she sees a commercial wif Kay's Jewelers. R Mommy wuvs hearts &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(&amp;amp; so do I - my MayaMarie's Mommy's Happy Hearts Cookies!) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&amp;amp; s&lt;/span&gt;he fell in wuv with the actress Jane Seymour's open hearts. This is what her's looks like . . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338466048129321458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/ShYKlhw7SfI/AAAAAAAABGw/7EETAQY2pi4/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We hopes to catch-up wif all of yur bloggies real soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Takes care,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-da boyz, Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-5674830326246566?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/5674830326246566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=5674830326246566' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/5674830326246566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/5674830326246566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/05/birfdays-mommys-day-anniverzaries-catch.html' title='Birfdays, Mommys&apos; Day, Anniverzaries, &amp; Catch-up!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/ShYJyY3Ii7I/AAAAAAAABGQ/areejHAvcHE/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-72774834452936207</id><published>2009-04-28T19:07:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:18:02.314-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That Pesky Devil!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hi-Woo All,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quite a few weekends ago, R daddy said that I could sleep out of the crate at nite-time if I wuz a good boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329946109183988018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SffFvz3jETI/AAAAAAAABGE/eGnlQ4yC7Qg/s320/DSCN1548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ohhh, I am sooooo tired. Mommy can I stay on the bed to sleep, please please?!? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(No doofus, you sleep on the floor!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This past weekend Daddy wuz going to collapse the crate in the bedroom and take it down to the basement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BUT AS OF LAST NIGHT --&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329889356511680178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SfeSIXsDlrI/AAAAAAAABF8/eRLGzMsDKVA/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;BUSTED - But, but the devil made me do it - dontcha call me the "demon youngin" - it wuzn't me!!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(Nooo, you couldn't quit tormenting me &amp;amp; let me sleep - gotcha!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Til next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-da boyz, Cosmos &amp;amp; (Jail-Pup) Juneau-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-72774834452936207?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/72774834452936207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=72774834452936207' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/72774834452936207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/72774834452936207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/that-pesky-devil.html' title='That Pesky Devil!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SffFvz3jETI/AAAAAAAABGE/eGnlQ4yC7Qg/s72-c/DSCN1548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-2640075327793208783</id><published>2009-04-22T20:48:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:25:34.045-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Administrative Assistants Day &amp; Tippy-Hoofy Thru the Daffy-Dils</title><content type='html'>Hi Woo All! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PAWS UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to those humes who are the backbone of every business by seeing that work is running smoothly &amp;amp; great reminder humes, too - &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Administrative Assistant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! R Mommy had a great day! Her group gave her these flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327686983185042722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Se-_FXs3jSI/AAAAAAAABFE/7Gh9mm-G5Eo/s320/0422091631b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Aren't they purty! She also got a gift card which she can use fur lunch. The Top Dog er Guy-Hume on her floor bought pizza &amp;amp; dessert fur the Admistrative Assistants &amp;amp; they partied during their lunch hour in a conference room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another pretty site is where Daddy &amp;amp; Mommy &amp;amp; their friends ride thru the Park. There are thousands of daffy-dils in this area. There's daddy on his Bud-D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327686985492945378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Se-_FgTHWeI/AAAAAAAABFM/F7EEVXmrBQ0/s320/DSCN1580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327687615275298258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Se-_qKa7bdI/AAAAAAAABFU/PzwGpvt9mnI/s320/DSCN1582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327687618584521938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Se-_qWv6LNI/AAAAAAAABFc/Xi0MMS-PSdE/s320/DSCN1584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327688225865594914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Se_ANtC_-CI/AAAAAAAABFk/YmFZb1nSLrw/s320/DSCN1585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DA DOOFUS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327688229782682930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Se_AN7o5_TI/AAAAAAAABFs/y1ONQPQ9f90/s320/DSCN1586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sweet, luvable, quiet me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Til next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-da boyz, Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-2640075327793208783?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2640075327793208783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=2640075327793208783' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2640075327793208783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2640075327793208783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/administrative-assistants-day-tippy.html' title='Administrative Assistants Day &amp; Tippy-Hoofy Thru the Daffy-Dils'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Se-_FXs3jSI/AAAAAAAABFE/7Gh9mm-G5Eo/s72-c/0422091631b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-8053172583529384163</id><published>2009-04-14T19:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:24:35.051-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dressed Best Horsie &amp; Siberian Husky Security Patrol</title><content type='html'>Hi-Woo All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, R Mommy found out what the puter problem wuz - it wuzn't R puter - it wuz that the stupid wireless izn't strong enuf to work all the wayz on the other side of R house in the breakfast room. Mommy wuz glad that she found out the problem cuz she hates to call the puter fixer-humes cuz they keep her on the phone fur a long time &amp;amp; don't alwayz help specially when she gets sumone on the phone who she can't understand when he/she talks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week, mommy &amp;amp; daddy went to Ohio to a horsie trade show. Mommy had a long list of stuff that she wanted to buy for the horsies. Check out the pic of Charlie. Doesn't he look like he is the bestest dressed horsie!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324703878607774466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SeUl91KPowI/AAAAAAAABEM/816AlMN2ySg/s320/DSCN1576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thingee on his face called a bridle is attached to a bit in his mouth. We wonder if it tastes good, hmmmm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324703882306858866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SeUl-C8LL3I/AAAAAAAABEU/Jhl6ysRlaZE/s320/DSCN1577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thingee attached to the saddle that goes around his chest is called a breast collar. You looks mighty spiffy there, Charlie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looks what Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy brought home fur R house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324705261284840930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SeUnOUCJVeI/AAAAAAAABEc/Ks51ZcXV5J4/s320/DSCN1579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gots to ask R Ao4 friends if we qualify to wear helmets to be in uniform for this job of guarding R house. We wonder where we can get sum, maybe they can help us! How do you like R horsie doorbell?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Til next time - don't furget to email us wif funny jokes &amp;amp; videos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-da boyz, Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-8053172583529384163?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/8053172583529384163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=8053172583529384163' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/8053172583529384163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/8053172583529384163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/dressed.html' title='Dressed Best Horsie &amp;amp; Siberian Husky Security Patrol'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SeUl91KPowI/AAAAAAAABEM/816AlMN2ySg/s72-c/DSCN1576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-3003529438334397799</id><published>2009-03-24T20:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:42:33.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Puter Connections</title><content type='html'>Just to let woo all know that we have been thinkin about all of woo! Stupid internet connections have not been workin right. In fact, R mommy found out just a bit ago that it does not work in the breakfast room - that is the problem - cuz Mommy got so frustrated she set up a snax table in R living room &amp;amp; set up the lap puter &amp;amp; it works &amp;amp; we R able to let you know in this posting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-da boyz, Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-3003529438334397799?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/3003529438334397799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=3003529438334397799' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/3003529438334397799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/3003529438334397799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/stupid-puter-connections.html' title='Stupid Puter Connections'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-1614612076825783088</id><published>2009-03-17T20:09:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:41:02.912-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A View Frum a Horse!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/ScA-G8AFkHI/AAAAAAAABEE/jpb9e9xknrw/s1600-h/Charlie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314315849203814514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/ScA-G8AFkHI/AAAAAAAABEE/jpb9e9xknrw/s320/Charlie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naaaay All, Charlie here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ya doin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it wuz time that I finally had a turn at this blog thing. Do you know how my weekend went - well let me tell you . . . I really do love R Mommy-Marlene &amp;amp; I look out fur her &amp;amp; me on the trail. I think we are a pretty good team. It felt so good to get away frum going around in circles in the dusty, indoor arena! On Saturday we started out in the Park (my usual place is behind my bro-Bud). That wuz OK, but I carried my mommy fur 2-1/2 long hrs. Oh My Horse, this boy is soooo out of shape! I wuz puffing just goin up a hill &amp;amp; I don't even smoke, hee hee!! Got back to the barn &amp;amp; mommy rubbed me (she knows just the right places where I luv to get rubs &amp;amp; scratchies) &amp;amp; cleaned me up &amp;amp; Bud &amp;amp; I got R carrots &amp;amp; apples. Then, Sunday morning comes along &amp;amp; guess what - yep you got it - mommy takes me out of my stall leaving behind a nice pile of hay that I hadn't finished eating to get my saddle back on me &amp;amp; away we went - for 2-1/2 hrs. again! Definitely, this horse has to get his flabby butt back in shape, yep yep!!! Bud &amp;amp; I had company on the trail wif R sister Jody &amp;amp; her Mommy-Nancy, &amp;amp; Magic wif his Daddy-Vince. We all took care of R riders even when some of the footing wuz a little bit slippy wif mud. What wuz really great wuz when we got back to the barn to see my Mommy-Marlene wif a big grin on her face &amp;amp; know that every step I took on the trail wuz worth it just to make her happy - CUZ SHE'S A COWGIRL, YEP SHE IS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til we talk again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Charile Horse-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-1614612076825783088?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1614612076825783088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=1614612076825783088' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1614612076825783088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1614612076825783088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/view-frum-horse.html' title='A View Frum a Horse!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/ScA-G8AFkHI/AAAAAAAABEE/jpb9e9xknrw/s72-c/Charlie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-72989885059344906</id><published>2009-03-03T20:33:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:07:17.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy's Spotted Glasses!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Sa3faWU9rEI/AAAAAAAABD8/asgMWedrDk4/s1600-h/Marley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309145179502783554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 92px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Sa3faWU9rEI/AAAAAAAABD8/asgMWedrDk4/s320/Marley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi-Woo Friends - both 2-legged &amp;amp; 4-legged,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy &amp;amp; daddy went out wif sum friends of theirs this past Saturday nite. Mommy came home wif her glasses on her face all spotted up. The first thing she did when she came home wuz give us a great big hug &amp;amp; a big kiss. The movie they saw wuz &lt;em&gt;Marley &amp;amp; Me&lt;/em&gt;. We heard&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;R mommy call it a real tear-jerker!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy-Marlene here! Oh, that movie was so good! It made you laugh, cry, laugh more, &amp;amp; at the end - cry harder (because it brought back some sad memories for me)!! Bringing up Juni is sometimes tough because he is so active (my huge luver puppy), but Marley was a dog that, well, definitely tops any antics that Juni has done so far! Owen Wilson can be so corny at times, but in this role &amp;amp; especially at the last touching scene, I really liked him as an actor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only drawback while watching this movie was the others in the movie theater. People brought young kids to this show (and let them run around) and this definitely was not a movie for kids! Don't parents check out a show before they take their kids - I know I always did?!?! Oh well, thanks for letting me vent over that!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you did not see the movie yet, I tried not to tell too much, so go &amp;amp; see it &amp;amp; enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Til next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-da boyz, Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau &amp;amp; Mommy-Marlene-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-72989885059344906?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/72989885059344906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=72989885059344906' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/72989885059344906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/72989885059344906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/mommys-spotted-glasses.html' title='Mommy&apos;s Spotted Glasses!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Sa3faWU9rEI/AAAAAAAABD8/asgMWedrDk4/s72-c/Marley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-2177110581503521503</id><published>2009-02-24T20:56:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:18:58.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What EveryPuppy Should Put on Their Wish List</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5560ba51597b0089" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5560ba51597b0089%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062767%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D631DC53BB18DD4D1A80D02A0C6FF3B00567E6861.702F36A66247CA699DD88F1D02033D16B06AD2D3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5560ba51597b0089%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxpyRvYRaTBKRCeXlJO3IcP8416w&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5560ba51597b0089%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062767%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D631DC53BB18DD4D1A80D02A0C6FF3B00567E6861.702F36A66247CA699DD88F1D02033D16B06AD2D3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5560ba51597b0089%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxpyRvYRaTBKRCeXlJO3IcP8416w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hopes you like this cool video!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-da boyz, Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-2177110581503521503?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5560ba51597b0089&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2177110581503521503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=2177110581503521503' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2177110581503521503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2177110581503521503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-everypuppy-should-put-on-their.html' title='What EveryPuppy Should Put on Their Wish List'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-2210151079276510530</id><published>2009-02-17T20:29:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T20:44:57.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To R Galz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SZtmavyiZCI/AAAAAAAABDw/OSOJmpLPL74/s1600-h/Cosi-Sumi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303945595849958434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SZtmavyiZCI/AAAAAAAABDw/OSOJmpLPL74/s320/Cosi-Sumi.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roses are red &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Violets are blue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even tho we missed wishin R galz (Sumi &amp;amp; MayaMarie) a Happy Valentine's Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on Valentine's Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(cuz R mommy hid the puter &amp;amp; it is all her fault!!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE WUV WOO, WE WUV WOO &amp;amp; WE HOPES WOO DO TOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SZtk7wyBlVI/AAAAAAAABDY/kPp9gbK21dI/s1600-h/Juni+%26+MayaMarie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303943964028671314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SZtk7wyBlVI/AAAAAAAABDY/kPp9gbK21dI/s320/Juni+%26+MayaMarie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lots of hugz &amp;amp; kissies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Yur Guyz, Cosi &amp;amp; Juni-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-2210151079276510530?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2210151079276510530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=2210151079276510530' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2210151079276510530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2210151079276510530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-r-galz.html' title='To R Galz!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SZtmavyiZCI/AAAAAAAABDw/OSOJmpLPL74/s72-c/Cosi-Sumi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-2158624867376682892</id><published>2009-02-10T21:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:51:52.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Cosi Gotcha-Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi-Woo All,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301363704973190402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SZI6M6wTZQI/AAAAAAAABDI/Zoa9MxxqTYA/s320/DSCN1563.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;It's "Cosi Gotcha Day" when I adopted my mommy &amp;amp; daddy 2 years ago from Mapaw. They came already house broken, but not crate trained, haroo!!! I did have to train them to understand my "Huskineze Talk," but they pretty much picked it up &amp;amp; are still learning my commands to them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301363693603847458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SZI6MQZo_SI/AAAAAAAABC4/TLSdXnXVepk/s320/DSCN1561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The hardest part of hume training wuz showing mommy that as a Sibe I do not alwayz cooperate when she wants to take pics of me - I am not looking! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301364335362482930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SZI6xnI0ovI/AAAAAAAABDQ/q0SzAjko-xo/s320/DSCN1564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh, you are back there, mommy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301363697949010322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SZI6Mglm6ZI/AAAAAAAABDA/O1gSzI424U4/s320/DSCN1565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But you have to reward yur hume from time-to-time to make them feel good! See mommy I'm looking now!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Til next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-da Cos-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-2158624867376682892?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2158624867376682892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=2158624867376682892' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2158624867376682892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2158624867376682892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-cosi-gotcha-day.html' title='It&apos;s Cosi Gotcha-Day!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SZI6M6wTZQI/AAAAAAAABDI/Zoa9MxxqTYA/s72-c/DSCN1563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-6529440324399813978</id><published>2009-02-01T17:53:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T22:44:37.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THE STILLERS WIN THE SUPER BOWL,  27 - 23!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SYZocoPoOdI/AAAAAAAABCw/gUeeG6jeeBk/s1600-h/j0336357.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298036852696562130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SYZocoPoOdI/AAAAAAAABCw/gUeeG6jeeBk/s320/j0336357.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SYZocnkH-uI/AAAAAAAABCo/OSZv36nPU_s/s1600-h/j0336357.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298036852514093794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SYZocnkH-uI/AAAAAAAABCo/OSZv36nPU_s/s320/j0336357.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Game Over: The game is over!! Pittsburgh becomes the first team in Super Bowl history to win SIX TIMES, and Mike Tomlin is the youngest winning head coach!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297966282721466498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SYYoQ6mcGII/AAAAAAAABCQ/TcBxzs82jbc/s320/Steeler+Lady1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297966280231099170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SYYoQxUsGyI/AAAAAAAABCY/qBCplYa68Ls/s320/Steeler+Lady2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;WIN THAT SUPER BOWL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FLK3IY6eE0o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FLK3IY6eE0o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z3uiCRr3dGE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z3uiCRr3dGE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-6529440324399813978?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6529440324399813978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=6529440324399813978' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/6529440324399813978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/6529440324399813978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/here-we-go-stillers-here-we-go.html' title='THE STILLERS WIN THE SUPER BOWL,  27 - 23!!!!!!!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SYZocoPoOdI/AAAAAAAABCw/gUeeG6jeeBk/s72-c/j0336357.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-9068158142723898474</id><published>2009-01-27T20:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T20:27:20.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snickers Wuz Rescued!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SX-xOISqUFI/AAAAAAAABB8/nPTQnCy8840/s1600-h/180px-Snickers_wrapped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296146543113031762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 56px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SX-xOISqUFI/AAAAAAAABB8/nPTQnCy8840/s320/180px-Snickers_wrapped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a visitor yesterday at R house when mommy gots home. No it wasn't chocolate, sticky &amp;amp; nutty (we never tried one, but we heard mommy oohing &amp;amp; awwing while she wuz eating one)!  When mommy gots out of her car &amp;amp; joined daddy (who wuz shoveling R walk &amp;amp; now it is covered all over again wif new snow, yipee!!!!), a young doggie came running down to them.  She had a collar on her wif the name Snickers &amp;amp; a telephone number. She wuz running loose wif no owner in sight. Mommy told daddy to chain her up on the porch while she wuz trying to get the owners on the phone. After 2 calls they finally answered. The lady said that her &amp;amp; her husband just got home &amp;amp; that their doggie must have got out of the basement door cuz it didn't close right. Well if you knew R mommy, you would know that she wuz biting her tongue while hearing this frum the lady! You would think that these people would have made sure the house wuz locked tight when they would leave it &amp;amp; pecially so their doggie couldn't get out!!! The lady thanked R mommy &amp;amp; daddy fur finding &amp;amp; holding their Snickers. We are so glad that Snickers found her way to us cuz R neighborhood is near are 2 major busy intersections &amp;amp; a parkway where she could've gotten kilt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Til next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-da boys, Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-9068158142723898474?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/9068158142723898474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=9068158142723898474' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/9068158142723898474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/9068158142723898474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/01/snickers-wuz-rescued.html' title='Snickers Wuz Rescued!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SX-xOISqUFI/AAAAAAAABB8/nPTQnCy8840/s72-c/180px-Snickers_wrapped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-2921786839729898123</id><published>2009-01-24T11:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T11:57:07.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture-less Saturday!</title><content type='html'>We're takin care of R mommy today.  She had to see the doctor yesterday cuz she wuz feeling so yucky.  You see - when R mommy gets a simple cold cuz she has asthma she needs to see the doctor fur them to help her to decide how to fight it.  She has to use the mask &amp;amp; breathing machine all week end &amp;amp; not allowed to over exert herself.  Sos we are not taking R eyes off of her.  I am staying right beside her laying-down-chair in the living room.  And, every once in a while the demon gets up on her lap to make sure she can't get up &amp;amp; move around too much.  Daddy took her to see the horsies last night, but they came home not long after they left.  Mommy asked daddy to turn around cuz she felt so lousy.  We knows when mommy doesn't feel good -- when she turns down the opportunity to see the horsies!!  Hopefully, after she breathes wif her machine again, she'll make it to see Bud &amp;amp; Charlie today fur a little while cuz it is sposed to be in Brrrr-puppy weather again tomorrow &amp;amp; we don'ts want her to leave the house when it is that cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-da Cos-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-2921786839729898123?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2921786839729898123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=2921786839729898123' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2921786839729898123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2921786839729898123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/01/picture-less-saturday.html' title='Picture-less Saturday!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-7663760303434279017</id><published>2009-01-18T22:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:30:19.824-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Woos &amp; Neighs Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="WIDTH: 466px"&gt;&lt;object height="375" width="466"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://cdn.photoshow.com/psp_assets/exbed_player.0.2.0.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="showCode=Ik9ra6VC&amp;amp;systemConfigUrl=http://cdn.photoshow.com/publish/system_config.0.2.0.xml&amp;amp;viewerWidth=466&amp;amp;viewerHeight=375&amp;amp;autoPlayBack=false&amp;amp;muteOnStart=true&amp;amp;useWidgetMaker=false"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;embed src="http://cdn.photoshow.com/psp_assets/exbed_player.0.2.0.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="showCode=Ik9ra6VC&amp;systemConfigUrl=http://cdn.photoshow.com/publish/system_config.0.2.0.xml&amp;viewerWidth=466&amp;viewerHeight=375&amp;autoPlayBack=false&amp;muteOnStart=true&amp;useWidgetMaker=false" allowfullscreen="true" quality="high" width="466" height="375"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bHQ9MTIzMjMzNDg2Mzg2NSZwdD*xMjMyMzM*OTAxMjc1JnA9MjY4NDEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MSZ*PQ==.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WOO HOO, WOO HOO - THE STILLERS R GOING TO THE SUPER BOWL!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WOO YEAH!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-da boys, Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pee Ess - You might hafta turn on the sound to get music by clicking on sound icon under the slideshow! (R mommy is so proud of herself that this turned out OK - she's having fun with her new puter.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-7663760303434279017?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/7663760303434279017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=7663760303434279017' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/7663760303434279017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/7663760303434279017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/01/woos-neighs-today_4385.html' title='Woos &amp; Neighs Today!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-1727892004621272696</id><published>2009-01-15T19:28:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T20:03:51.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>R Waa-Waa (Water) Bed</title><content type='html'>Ahoy-Woo to all of our blawging friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291683288688533874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SW_V6h4moXI/AAAAAAAABBw/U8hiVOioXh0/s320/DSCN1464.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Ahhhhhh this is the life!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mommy &amp;amp; daddy one day woke up &amp;amp; decided that they were tired of waking up achy &amp;amp; stiff all the time (Mommy said that she is old, but not that old to feel so achy in the morning!). Sos they got out the yellow page book wif lot of stores in it. AND, they found the last store in PGH that still sells waa-waa beds. Up until 4 yrs. ago they always had a waa-waa bed. But when the last one sprung a great, big leak, they decided to try a regular mattress wif a pillow on top of it. It was spose to be comfy, but alas we would hear mommy saying that she missed having a waa-waa bed. So off to the store they went &amp;amp; that same day daddy put it together. AND AHHHH it is so nice to lay on &amp;amp; get all comfy - we sure approve of this new bed! Since it is heated, mommy doesn't have to go to bed wif socks on. Since they turn the heat down at night, mommy is all snug as a bug in her heated bed &amp;amp; all wrapped up wif her blankie; while daddy (the polar bear, hawoo!!!) sleeps wif the covers off of him! You shuld talk yur humes into getting waa-waa beds fur you. We even gets some time on the bed, too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Til next time (Yawn!),&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-da Cos-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Pee Ess - So far the laptop puter is behaving wif the a thingee in it called Vista. The other night mommy wuz so proud of herself cuz she strung this cord to her big puter &amp;amp; the other end to the lap one &amp;amp; copied files to her lap one. It must have worked cuz we didn't hear her saying or yelling any HBO words!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Keep warm - it's single digits in PGH - mommy hates it, but I like to do zoomies on the side run &amp;amp; we also got snow, YIPEE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-Juneau-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-1727892004621272696?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1727892004621272696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=1727892004621272696' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1727892004621272696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1727892004621272696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/01/r-waa-waa-water-bed.html' title='R Waa-Waa (Water) Bed'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SW_V6h4moXI/AAAAAAAABBw/U8hiVOioXh0/s72-c/DSCN1464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-3894962773287027095</id><published>2009-01-11T03:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T03:57:49.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Psssst</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SWm0f10qnsI/AAAAAAAABBo/9HlglulfvWU/s1600-h/an02500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289957696440278722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SWm0f10qnsI/AAAAAAAABBo/9HlglulfvWU/s200/an02500_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psst - we knows that it is very, very late, but we gots a good reason still being up. We haven't had R chance on the puter to talks to you - all of R friends - and here is the reason why --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week R mommy got this new puter that sits in her lap. Since her upstairs puter is over 5 years old, mommy was afraid that sumthing might happen &amp;amp; she would lose all of R pics and stuff that she has typed. Sos she has been putting little circle things in her new puter to add stuff &amp;amp; just been hogging it &amp;amp; left no time fur us to paw a quick message to R blawging friends. We hopes that since she is keeping the new puter downstairs, we will have more time to talks to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gotta go cuz we thinks we hear mommy moving around in the bedroom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talks to you soon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-da Cos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-3894962773287027095?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/3894962773287027095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=3894962773287027095' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/3894962773287027095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/3894962773287027095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/01/hiya-all.html' title='Psssst'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SWm0f10qnsI/AAAAAAAABBo/9HlglulfvWU/s72-c/an02500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-1447807279597455943</id><published>2009-01-06T18:54:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T19:14:39.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Ya Know How I Feel!!</title><content type='html'>Hi-Woo EveryPuppy &amp;amp; Kittie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cosmos here! For all of U who have an annoying brother or sister, I bets U will sympathize wif me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night "The Demon" gots into the margarine on the kitchen counter &amp;amp; ate sum b4 R Mommy caught him. And today, I have to be the ONE WHO SUFFERS AFTER THE FACT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy came home after work to a mess - that Demon's butt-end sploded b4 she gots home &amp;amp; even sprayed sum in my crate. It was HORRIBLE &amp;amp; AWFULLY SMELLY, TOO!!! Oh how I wished fur a stuffed nose!!! Did he stink! Well, Mommy left us out in the rain fur a bit hoping it would help to clean him. Daddy gots home frum work &amp;amp; he tackled R crates. Mommy cleaned "The Demon" all over wif left-over puppy wipes &amp;amp; then resorted to her hand wipes. I couldn't take it anymore wif the smell &amp;amp; I threw up - he made me do it!! Sos tonight we are getting cooked rice &amp;amp; boiled burger fur dinner (which I don't mind cuz that is my favorite) fur R upset tummies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hopes U-all had a great New Year's Eve! R daddy is a house doctor (a registered plumber &amp;amp; home remodeller). Unfurtunately on New Year's Day he had to spend most of it at 2 clients' houses cuz one didn't have heat &amp;amp; the other had a busted water pipe &amp;amp; a flood of water in his house. Sos we had a pretty quiet day &amp;amp; kept Mommy company till Dad came home. This is how we spent it - curled up in back of Mommy's chair while she watched girlie movies on TV.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288336220499910450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SWPxxhO6nzI/AAAAAAAABBg/SH-5fc_a3JI/s320/DSCN1495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stay healthy all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Til next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-da Cos-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-1447807279597455943?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1447807279597455943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=1447807279597455943' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1447807279597455943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1447807279597455943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2009/01/do-ya-know-how-i-feel.html' title='Do Ya Know How I Feel!!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SWPxxhO6nzI/AAAAAAAABBg/SH-5fc_a3JI/s72-c/DSCN1495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-6553644248873537212</id><published>2008-12-30T19:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T20:15:36.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WOO WOO - CAN IT BE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285753028937973810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SVrEX-xLADI/AAAAAAAABBA/iphkgrCPRVs/s320/DSCN1489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;OMD - Smells like my girl, Maya Marie, &amp;amp; lots of luv!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285753022391909458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SVrEXmYd_FI/AAAAAAAABA4/egZaZ0se-MQ/s320/DSCN1488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And, mouth watering yumminess!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SVrEYFogIGI/AAAAAAAABBI/ecZs87O_-xA/s1600-h/DSCN1490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285753030780657762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SVrEYFogIGI/AAAAAAAABBI/ecZs87O_-xA/s320/DSCN1490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is, it is - Happy Hearts Doggie Cookies baked wif love&lt;br /&gt;by my Maya Marie's Mommy, Gerri!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285753044883114114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SVrEY6KyiII/AAAAAAAABBQ/e2OBeV_t7Qc/s320/DSCN1491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285753048747468818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SVrEZIkH6BI/AAAAAAAABBY/wssW3IqkXdI/s320/DSCN1492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So delish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon wif Cheddar&lt;br /&gt;BluBerry Nanna&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Wheat Free 3 Cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't decide - gotta try them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuff said!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-da Demon Youngin, Juneau-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(Have U ever known Juneau to be at a loss fur words - just keep stuffing his face!?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Till next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-da Cos-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-6553644248873537212?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6553644248873537212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=6553644248873537212' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/6553644248873537212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/6553644248873537212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/12/woo-woo-can-it-be.html' title='WOO WOO - CAN IT BE?'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SVrEX-xLADI/AAAAAAAABBA/iphkgrCPRVs/s72-c/DSCN1489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-7535120963225308360</id><published>2008-12-23T19:36:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T20:28:09.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chanukah, Happy HOWLidays &amp; Tis The Season!</title><content type='html'>Hi-Woo EveryPuppy &amp;amp; Kitties,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what we celebrate in R house - Day 2 of Chanukah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283149451519857746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SVGEb1EkFFI/AAAAAAAAA_k/XwZP3r9STtM/s320/DSCN1483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Christmas Eve, Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy are going to R Erin &amp;amp; Eric's house. This will be the first year that Erin will ever have a Christmas Tree cuz that is what Eric celebrates. R Mommy gots sum ornaments to hang on their tree. She said that it will be like when she wuz a little girl &amp;amp; going to her friends' houses &amp;amp; helping them wif their Christmas trees &amp;amp; decorations. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NOTE: After the Holidaze, why don'ts you send us a peemail wif sum pics of yur Christmas decorations. R Mommy would enjoy looking at them so much!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is sum pics displaying all the cards that we gots this year frum our blogging friends &amp;amp; horsie friends. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283152152957758690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SVGG5EtjLOI/AAAAAAAAA_8/-lUn8AQ1sKo/s320/DSCN1480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283152145372945538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SVGG4odMHII/AAAAAAAAA_0/XN10e04qYFY/s320/DSCN1479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283151192137004658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SVGGBJYB9nI/AAAAAAAAA_s/G_GMa9xI1w0/s400/DSCN1481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We wish all of you a very Merry Christmas &amp;amp; A Happy Chanukah N' That -- &amp;amp; as stated better by our gal-Sibe-friend, Khyra, -- "Happy HOWLidays To All!" (We're guys - we can't always get the words right!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Talks to you real soon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-da boys, Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEE ESS - Thank-woo-fully &amp;amp; fur R Mommy's sanity the puter cooperated when Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy changed the battery!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-7535120963225308360?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/7535120963225308360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=7535120963225308360' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/7535120963225308360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/7535120963225308360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-chanukah-tis-season.html' title='Happy Chanukah, Happy HOWLidays &amp; Tis The Season!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SVGEb1EkFFI/AAAAAAAAA_k/XwZP3r9STtM/s72-c/DSCN1483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-1825812352482966237</id><published>2008-12-21T14:18:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T16:32:38.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Manly - Man!</title><content type='html'>Hi-Woo EveryPuppy &amp;amp; Kitties,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282325865340645282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SU6XYzd8r6I/AAAAAAAAA_c/fr2k24FzMuU/s320/DSCN1472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is R Daddy-Joel getting ready to watch the football game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282325569834239426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SU6XHmnuxcI/AAAAAAAAA_U/j31fuDUm4Q4/s400/DSCN1473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is R Daddy supporting his favorite football team, the Pittsburgh Stillers (Yep, you are seeing what you are seeing - R Daddy has Black &amp;amp; Gold nail polish on his piggies, HaRoo!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, R Daddy told Mommy that he wanted to do sumthing different. Since his shoulder surgery he can't get the dead, icky skin off of the bottom of his feetsies. Sos he asked Mommy if she wanted to get a pedicure &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(can we get a paw-i-cure - we'd be good, can we - it sounds like fun - can we?!?!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wif him. Well, as soon as he said that Mommy was putting on her coat &amp;amp; was half out of the door before Daddy could get our treats &amp;amp; have us get into our crates. He didn't hafta ask her a second time, haroo! Daddy treated Mommy to a date-day. They went to get their footisies done (Mommy has deep red glitter nail polish on her piggies.) Then, they did a little shopping at the Mall. Daddy took Mommy to dinner. Then they stopped home to let us run a round, go outside &amp;amp; eat R dinner &amp;amp; be wif us fur a few hours. Then, Daddy took Mommy to a movie. They went to see the James Bond movie. Mommy said that the people who made the movie were stoopid cuz they shoulda had the cutie-actor Pierce Brosnan stay the 007 guy!! He would have made the movie more worthwhile to watch. This movie was Daddy's pick, Mommy gets her pick next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all of you had a great weekend! Woulda've been better if we had got snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-da boys, Cosmos &amp;amp; Junuea-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEE ESS - Keep yur paws crossed fur us. Sumthing is wrong wif R puter. After the Siller game, Daddy &amp;amp; Mommy R going to change the battery. Then they have to do sumthing else wif it. We hopes it works after that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH-WOO-BUMMER - THE STILLERS LOST!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-1825812352482966237?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1825812352482966237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=1825812352482966237' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1825812352482966237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1825812352482966237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/12/manly-man.html' title='A Manly - Man!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SU6XYzd8r6I/AAAAAAAAA_c/fr2k24FzMuU/s72-c/DSCN1472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-365883801905538623</id><published>2008-12-14T14:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T18:33:29.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cute Horsie Video - Horsies - Age vs Youth</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi-Woo EveryPuppy &amp;amp; Kitties,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is a fun horsie video to watch. Hope you enjoy it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-768478eecdbae909" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D768478eecdbae909%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062767%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D832CCB3E10C17C99A26A38BCB77BFB25C800D5.4F0D6CBF4A62105D9463B1134B3E04B536CA660D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D768478eecdbae909%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DINbvdIgBe9ZJKSWTkkK-iUl1RS0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D768478eecdbae909%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062767%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D832CCB3E10C17C99A26A38BCB77BFB25C800D5.4F0D6CBF4A62105D9463B1134B3E04B536CA660D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D768478eecdbae909%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DINbvdIgBe9ZJKSWTkkK-iUl1RS0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Til next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-da boys, Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-365883801905538623?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=768478eecdbae909&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/365883801905538623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=365883801905538623' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/365883801905538623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/365883801905538623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/12/cute-horsie-video-horsies-age-vs-youth.html' title='A Cute Horsie Video - Horsies - Age vs Youth'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-3641939869214960110</id><published>2008-12-07T17:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:48:45.957-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gifts frum New Zealand</title><content type='html'>Hi-Woo Every Friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We gots a box frum my bewootiful Sumi &amp;amp; her Team in New Zealand. There was sum yummy treats for me &amp;amp; also sum fur the demon. Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy gots a DVD which they will play after Daddy watches the Stiller game. There was also a very purty shiny blue &amp;amp; white crystal decoration. Since we don't have a Christmas tree, I will help Mommy chose the right place where to hang the decoration up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's sum pics of me opening &amp;amp; inspecting our package.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277182405564527890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/STxRcCqddRI/AAAAAAAAA-k/F9FF8gA_gIs/s320/DSCN1466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277182419296914546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/STxRc10hDHI/AAAAAAAAA-0/aOc7RWhyX5A/s320/DSCN1468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277182411427853074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/STxRcYgYsxI/AAAAAAAAA-s/r51vcJ69mwY/s320/DSCN1467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277182428162772130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/STxRdW2TTKI/AAAAAAAAA-8/_EFHGT0DkZo/s320/DSCN1471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Big Thank Woos to Mommy-Aleeya &amp;amp; My Sumi, &amp;amp; Prince, &amp;amp; Suki! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(&amp;amp; frum Juni, too!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-da Cos-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-3641939869214960110?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/3641939869214960110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=3641939869214960110' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/3641939869214960110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/3641939869214960110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/12/gifts-frum-new-zealand.html' title='Gifts frum New Zealand'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/STxRcCqddRI/AAAAAAAAA-k/F9FF8gA_gIs/s72-c/DSCN1466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-2042372024198444827</id><published>2008-12-06T17:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T17:39:54.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Surgery</title><content type='html'>Hi EveryPuppy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a Daddy After Surgery Update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy had his surgery on his left shoulder yesterday (Friday). Mommy said that he had to be there at 9:30am &amp;amp; since there was a cancellation, his surgery was scheduled at 11:15am rather than 12:30. Mommy got to see Daddy after the surgery at around 2:30pm. He was wide awake, but not bushy-tailed, haroo! The doctor found a big bone spur, bursitis, &amp;amp; a small tear. He cleaned up the bone spur, bursitis &amp;amp; was able to cut out the tear. They did it arthroscopically (which means no major cutting as Mommy 'splained to us) sos R Daddy will have a quicker recovery. While Mommy was present, Daddy asked his Doc if he could drive. With witnesses around to make sure Mommy heard right, the Doc said that Daddy could drive (some times - more than some times -R Daddy is difficult &amp;amp; rush the recovery issue after a surgery, like trying to mow the lawn after gall bladder surgery, or driving after the Doc reattached his bicep back on his tendon in his right arm 2 yrs. ago!) as long as he hasn't taken a pain pill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, by the time they came home yesterday, fed us, fed them &amp;amp; cleaned up, Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy were tuckered out. Sos we all had a jamie party &amp;amp; veged out &amp;amp; watched TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-da boys, Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-2042372024198444827?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2042372024198444827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=2042372024198444827' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2042372024198444827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2042372024198444827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/12/daddys-surgery.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Surgery'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-2797500928133723266</id><published>2008-11-30T17:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T17:43:23.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>KISS MY TAIL!  &amp; OTHER NEWS</title><content type='html'>Hi-ya EveryPuppy &amp;amp; Other Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juni here! The Mullin Clan is still around, but a lot has been happening since the end of October. This is going to be a long one – sos I hope I don’t bore you reading this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The Horsies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Bud &amp;amp; Charlie are doing very good – in fact, even better. Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy moved them to a new stable in a better location in the Park where they board. Here’s the story: The attitude of the owners at the old barn had really changed &amp;amp; not for the better! 2 years ago when they bought the place, Daddy wanted to move. Mommy, who doesn’t want to start out thinking bad about any humes, talked him into staying fur a while. These were people who didn’t know how to ride, let alone take care of a horsie before they bought the place. Yep, the horsies, Bud &amp;amp; Charlie, were being taken care of, but they are stoopid people who can’t think fur themselves &amp;amp; let others influence them about people &amp;amp; what should be done, or know how to run a bizness. About 2 years ago, a Troll &amp;amp; his Hag wife came to board at the barn. This Hag (I’m trying to be nice here) 2 months ago actually attacked Mommy at the barn &amp;amp; nothing was done about it. Now you have to understand that our Mommy is not good in a physical fight let alone a verbal one. At every barn this Troll &amp;amp; Hag have been at, they knows how to kiss-up to the owners. The stoopid owners would let other humes bring their horsies to live at the barn &amp;amp; have said repeatedly “Doesn’t mean we’ll let them stay!” Well, cuz of the Nasty Troll &amp;amp; Hag’s influence over the stoopid barn owners – 7 humes have been told to leave the barn with a story that they have to downsize. These people can’t even be honest with their stoopid excuses. Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy said “Good Riddance” &amp;amp; found another stable home for Charlie &amp;amp; Bud. Their sis, Jodie, came, too, along wif their trail buddies, Clancy &amp;amp; Magic. They all have settled quite well. In fact they are even quieter than before. They just love to run free around the big indoor arena, just kicking up their heels &amp;amp; running all around. Daddy said that they should’ve left that old barn a long, long time ago. To those people from that old place &amp;amp; especially the old, nasty &amp;amp; ugly Troll &amp;amp; his Hag wife &amp;amp; their friends (who Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy originally introduced them to a long time ago) – &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KISS MY TAIL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274583154268051138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/STMVbtBoFsI/AAAAAAAAA-c/J7gxg1p_hx0/s320/DSCN1454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(I can’t say what I want to with HBO words or I will get in trouble, but you knows what I mean!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Daddy will be finishing working on the Breakfast Room, Kitchen &amp;amp; Dining Room by tonight (hopefully) wif my help. Pictures will follow later. We have a deadline of finishing all by Thursday, 12/4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Daddy is feeling good &amp;amp; enjoying fixing up the house. He is going to have surgery on his left shoulder on Friday, 12/5. That’s why we have been working hard on getting it done. Mommy always worries about Daddy, so we are there to keep up her spirits around Daddy’s surgery date. Send her a pee mail to help keep her mind off of 12/5 – that will help. Daddy is looking forward to the surgery cuz then he’ll be able to move his shoulder &amp;amp; arm better wifout pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;da Cos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;He has been in trouble chewing on sum of Mommy’s books frum her bookcase. Bout time he gets yelled at &amp;amp; not always me! I don’t do that! &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(Yeah, well what about the rag Mommy just pulled out of yur throat on Turkey Day, you lil Demon, huh!?!?!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Grandma (Mommy’s Mommy) fell in her home almost 3 weeks ago &amp;amp; cracked bones in her lower back near her tail bone. She is in a nursing rehab place close to our home. They are working to get her back up &amp;amp; walking again sos she can go home. She’s 83 years young sos it will take time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Good news is that Mommy has been at her new job 6 months – time does go fast! She had sumthing they called A-Review. Her lady bosses told Mommy that she has been doing a great job &amp;amp; they are holding on to her &amp;amp; wouldn’t let her leave. That made Mommy feel real good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that’s the month in review. Mommy has been checking up on our pee mail &amp;amp; have been answering a few. But every time she went to turn on the puter for us to update our bloggie &amp;amp; talk to all of you, little things have foiled these plans. Hope all of you had a Great (gobble-woo gobble-woo) Turkey Day – we had a Moo-woo Moo-woo Day since we aren’t much of turkey eating luvers in our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s it fur now - take care all (especially my bewootiful, MayaMarie!),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Juni, The Demon Youngin-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEE ESS: Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy gots to ride Charlie &amp;amp; Bud on the trails yesterday. They were calm &amp;amp; realized that the trails that they were on were the ones that they always traveled in the Park &amp;amp; did great. They are going barefoot hoofies fur the winter sos they won’t slip &amp;amp; slide as much when they have their horsie shoes on. Today, cuz of stoopid rain, Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy could only ride in the indoor arena. Mommy is happy when she just gets to sit on her Charlie. He takes good care of her when she is out of Cosi’s &amp;amp; my sight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-2797500928133723266?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2797500928133723266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=2797500928133723266' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2797500928133723266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2797500928133723266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/11/kiss-my-tail-other-news.html' title='KISS MY TAIL!  &amp; OTHER NEWS'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/STMVbtBoFsI/AAAAAAAAA-c/J7gxg1p_hx0/s72-c/DSCN1454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-4769660538556286376</id><published>2008-11-27T00:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:14:52.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a Happy Turkey Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SS4ssiwdLFI/AAAAAAAAA-A/ZqhXHA0uQhg/s1600-h/j0336421.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273201357453339730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 72px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 72px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SS4ssiwdLFI/AAAAAAAAA-A/ZqhXHA0uQhg/s320/j0336421.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To All of Our Blogging Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have a Happy Turkey Day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still around &amp;amp; will talk wif you real soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yur friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy-Marlene, Daddy-Joel, da Cos, &amp;amp; Juneau (the Demon Youngin')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-4769660538556286376?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/4769660538556286376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=4769660538556286376' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/4769660538556286376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/4769660538556286376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/11/have-happy-turkey-day.html' title='Have a Happy Turkey Day!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SS4ssiwdLFI/AAAAAAAAA-A/ZqhXHA0uQhg/s72-c/j0336421.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-493838865950874527</id><published>2008-10-30T17:30:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T18:42:37.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Have A BooooooWooooofully Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi-Woo EveryPuppy &amp;amp; Other Friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have a BoooooWoooooofully Safe &amp;amp; Happy Halloween!!  We hopes you get lots of treats &amp;amp; not alot of tricks!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Your Buds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263063333393929522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SQooN4FUFTI/AAAAAAAAA9w/LWtY3Rz9lZY/s320/cowboyCosi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cowboy Cosi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263063342592417378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SQooOaWZ3mI/AAAAAAAAA94/lyriPPLB_rc/s320/DSCN1196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Masked Zorro-Pup (or Z-Pup Juni)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-493838865950874527?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/493838865950874527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=493838865950874527' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/493838865950874527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/493838865950874527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/10/have-boooooowooooofully-happy-halloween.html' title='Have A BooooooWooooofully Happy Halloween'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SQooN4FUFTI/AAAAAAAAA9w/LWtY3Rz9lZY/s72-c/cowboyCosi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-6677550802898387876</id><published>2008-10-14T19:55:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T20:22:16.174-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Lean, Spiffy (not Mean), Siber-ific Machine!</title><content type='html'>Hi Woo All! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257164166659640946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SPUy9LepDnI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/us3xgTd1ypY/s320/DSCN1433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been workin &amp;amp; sweatin up a storm wif mommy a couple-a times a week. I'm getting in shape &amp;amp; muskleing up! How do you like my sweat headband? Don't I just look great in blue wif my blue eyes? I'm keeping in shape fur my gal, Summer. When we do someday get to meet, I want to look my best fur her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257164174128347026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SPUy9nTUd5I/AAAAAAAAA9g/sDkQb9xt80A/s320/DSCN1434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mommy &amp;amp; I are workin out to this guy called Richard Simmons. This guy just flits all over the video. And, you do really, really sweat to the songs that are on it. Lucky for me I have my blue sweat headband on. I don't know why they call the songs oldies cuz they are new to me, humes go figger!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257164177856433186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SPUy91MKjCI/AAAAAAAAA9o/qGz06UsmulY/s320/DSCN1430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh-woo, I'm am all tuckered out. That was quite a work-out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Til next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-da Cos-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pssssst - Doesn't da Cos look just like a doofus in mommy's headband, haroo! I think so!! Gotta go, I hear Cosi comin back into the office where we keeps the puter in our house. Ta Ta -Juni-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-6677550802898387876?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6677550802898387876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=6677550802898387876' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/6677550802898387876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/6677550802898387876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-lean-spiffy-not-mean-siber-ific.html' title='I&apos;m a Lean, Spiffy (not Mean), Siber-ific Machine!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SPUy9LepDnI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/us3xgTd1ypY/s72-c/DSCN1433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-7455472028026036760</id><published>2008-10-07T19:26:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T19:54:35.827-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Da Boy of Deconstruction!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hiya EveryPuppy &amp;amp; Other Friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254559715394863634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SOvyOKcwQhI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/OYiwRk__NhA/s200/DSCN1378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254559720365960818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SOvyOc99LnI/AAAAAAAAA8g/aaIp0jI60wo/s200/DSCN1375.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Being a true Sibe &amp;amp; not lookin straight at mommy fur the picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, me helping mommy by pulling off wallpaper in the breakfast room (why do they call it that cuz mommy, daddy &amp;amp; Josh eat snaxs &amp;amp; lunch &amp;amp; dinner in there, too?!?) really paid off! Daddy decided it was time to get the rest of the wallpaper off which was higher than Cosi &amp;amp; me could pull down &amp;amp; give the room a new look fur mommy. Daddy even let me come in &amp;amp; help. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254560957956447186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SOvzWfWhW9I/AAAAAAAAA9A/VCLUvtLpeDE/s200/DSCN1371.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Lookee at what we have been doin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254560244590816690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SOvys925rbI/AAAAAAAAA8w/dR5_6hKcRaQ/s200/DSCN1369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254560952317635010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SOvzWKWH6cI/AAAAAAAAA84/nP9qmIhBvX4/s200/DSCN1370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254561200348659890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SOvzkmVVALI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/WXIimkrWqig/s200/DSCN1374.JPG" border="0" /&gt; It isn't finished yet. Daddy has to stain the lower part of the walls &amp;amp; paint the upper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254560958681750002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SOvzWiDcmfI/AAAAAAAAA9I/7rOYJdHKD-Q/s200/DSCN1373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy custom-built that cabinet fur our mommy BC&amp;amp;J (way-way before Cosi &amp;amp; me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254560232556612786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SOvysRBuTLI/AAAAAAAAA8o/_TVgNdKgSfM/s200/DSCN1368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Fur now our crates are in the living room cuz when daddy starts to stain &amp;amp; paint, he muttered sumthing about flying fur until it dries! Dontcha think our fur would add a little of decoration (our "ME" look!) to the newly remodeled room, me thinks so, haroo!! Hmmmmm, Now if Josh would only leave us the remote control so we can watch TV while they are at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-da Juneau-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pee Ess - When I got my turn at the Wubba, sadly I must admit, that I kilt it. It was so far gone that not even Dr. Mommy culd fixer-it-up again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-7455472028026036760?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/7455472028026036760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=7455472028026036760' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/7455472028026036760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/7455472028026036760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/10/da-boy-of-deconstruction.html' title='Da Boy of Deconstruction!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SOvyOKcwQhI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/OYiwRk__NhA/s72-c/DSCN1378.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-6220377775571827872</id><published>2008-10-02T19:04:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T19:27:13.055-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Mommy!</title><content type='html'>Hi-Woo EveryPuppy &amp;amp; Other Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our mommy has another title, Dr. Mommy. She has a bunch of stuffies in her bedroom that we are not allowed to play with. Based on what we did (that is Juneau did) to our Wubba which only lasted about 2 days -- I don't blame her! Mommy's stuffie, Beethoven, was loosing his stuffins &amp;amp; mommy had to use her expertise in sewing to surgically put Beethoven &amp;amp; his stuffins back where it belongs. He really was a sick stuffie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252698438186090610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SOVVZkhUwHI/AAAAAAAAA7g/92HzJhISsHQ/s320/DSCN1307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252698438624846754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SOVVZmJ7o6I/AAAAAAAAA7o/naXacoZ4jCU/s320/DSCN1308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252698444288222770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SOVVZ7QL5jI/AAAAAAAAA7w/aRwYKsTSc3U/s320/DSCN1309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252698449771381970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SOVVaPreRNI/AAAAAAAAA74/jADXlDz9ZQU/s320/DSCN1310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;See he's all better &amp;amp; back next to his, bud, Scooby-doo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, get back to the Wubba - we heard so much how all of you puppers enjoyed playing wif yur Wubbas that we pawed mommy until she got us one. I, da Cos, got to play wif it first! When I let the "demon youngin" get his turn - he kilt it! I finally found a job for Juneau to do - doggie toy testing. If it survives him playing wif them - they are durable!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252700334429941474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SOVXH8lFruI/AAAAAAAAA8A/w-_QaRzwioE/s320/DSCN1330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252700339255445922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SOVXIOjlCaI/AAAAAAAAA8I/c0z_I2PZXiU/s320/DSCN1332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are no pics of Juneau. He hasn't been very cooperative lately. He just doesn't stay still long enough fur mommy to snap the picture. Oh, he's sploding again all over the house. I guess I'll be next.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone in our house is doing good, including the horsies, Bud &amp;amp; Charlie. Mommy &amp;amp; daddy just got their flu shots this week &amp;amp; so did the horsies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Til next time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-da Cos-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-6220377775571827872?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6220377775571827872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=6220377775571827872' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/6220377775571827872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/6220377775571827872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/10/dr-mommy.html' title='Dr. Mommy!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SOVVZkhUwHI/AAAAAAAAA7g/92HzJhISsHQ/s72-c/DSCN1307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-8800268879145192348</id><published>2008-09-16T18:34:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T20:29:56.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They're Here, They're Here!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SNA3IJISnZI/AAAAAAAAA7A/CFSPM5Qtx5U/s1600-h/DSCN1358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246754178915802514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SNA3IJISnZI/AAAAAAAAA7A/CFSPM5Qtx5U/s320/DSCN1358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can it be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SNA3IZ8wzVI/AAAAAAAAA7I/8Ah50DSLEfs/s1600-h/DSCN1361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246754183430851922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SNA3IZ8wzVI/AAAAAAAAA7I/8Ah50DSLEfs/s320/DSCN1361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smells like em! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Woooo Hoooo, they are here!! Mommy ordered cookies from my MayaMarie's Mommy (Happy Hearts Dog Cookies, Inc. By Gerri)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246754190545906290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SNA3I0dH6nI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/pN3pVVhcfbU/s320/DSCN1364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;MayaMarie pawed me a note on this package - Kisses to my sweet Juneau, Woo Woos, MayaMarie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246754186539038530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SNA3Ilhz90I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/wHf7n2AJFwY/s320/DSCN1363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mommy ordered for us - Blueberry Banana, Applesauce Banana, &amp;amp; Salmon Cheddar. (A personal Siberian favorite of mine!!! -Cosi-) (But I luv all of them by my MM's Mommy - whatever she makes!!! I wish they all lived closer to us in PGH cuz Cosi &amp;amp; I can help be new cookie taste testers! -Juni-) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;PEE ESS - As you might notice that the date of the pictures are about a week or so old. We haven't been able to update our bloggie as often as we would like - but we do check in wif our friends blogs a lot even when we can't always leave a comment. Sos, bear wif us. We are still around! And, we still have cookies left to chow down on!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-8800268879145192348?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/8800268879145192348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=8800268879145192348' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/8800268879145192348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/8800268879145192348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/09/theyre-here-theyre-here.html' title='They&apos;re Here, They&apos;re Here!!!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SNA3IJISnZI/AAAAAAAAA7A/CFSPM5Qtx5U/s72-c/DSCN1358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-3539648101309268501</id><published>2008-09-02T19:46:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:41:46.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Day After Labor Day!</title><content type='html'>Hiya EveryPuppy &amp;amp; 2-legged &amp;amp; 4-legged Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I heard that this was the "labor" day weekend. Doesn't the word "labor" mean work? Arentcha spose to enjoy a holiday?!?! Not in our house. Daddy took a good look at Cosi's &amp;amp; my handiwork of deconstruction in the Breakfast Room &amp;amp; decided that this weekend was time to start the process to bewootify the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, mommy &amp;amp; daddy went on a 2-hr. trail ride with Charlie &amp;amp; Bud. Then, they went out to a builder supply place &amp;amp; gots wood &amp;amp; boards &amp;amp; other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, mommy &amp;amp; daddy packed a lunch &amp;amp; went on a 5-hr. trail ride &amp;amp; picnic with the horsies. After that, daddy got down to work to update the trim in R Dining Room &amp;amp; Hallway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, after playing wif the horsies for just a few hours, major deconstruction occurred. You should have seen our mommy's face when daddy took the front window completely out &amp;amp; realized that me &amp;amp; Cosi were still running around the house helping daddy. She flipped out &amp;amp; muttered that she didn't want to lose her "babies" jumping out of the hole in the Living Room where the window should've been - meaning us - &amp;amp; we had to be in jail for a few hours while daddy worked on the front window surrounding trim &amp;amp; put the window back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-4e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=432345564261250894&amp;amp;site=widget-4e.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564261250894&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4e.slide.com/p1/432345564261250894/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564261250894&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4e.slide.com/p2/432345564261250894/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=432345564261250894&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4e.slide.com/p4/432345564261250894/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Daddy still has to do some wall patching in the downstairs &amp;amp; hall way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, the rest of the wall paper has to be pulled down frum the Breakfast Room. We can help wif that job! Daddy got special board for the walls instead of more wall paper &amp;amp; he wants to add trim there, too (which we can't help him wif).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We hopes you like the pictures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Til next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Juneau-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pee Ess: We were looking over our friends' blogs &amp;amp; came to my MayaMarie's blog entitled "Evacuation" &lt;a href="http://mayamariewindow.blogspot.com/2008/08/evacuation.html"&gt;http://mayamariewindow.blogspot.com/2008/08/evacuation.html&lt;/a&gt;. Right after reading it, R Mommy called them on their cell phone to see how they are doing. They did not evacuate cuz the roads were too jam-packed out of their area. They have water at least, but still have no electricity, &amp;amp; were told that it could come on anytime. We are so very glad that all of them &amp;amp; their home (&amp;amp; MM's mommy's new kitchen &amp;amp; double oven) &amp;amp; all of their belongings are safe &amp;amp; sound.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-3539648101309268501?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/3539648101309268501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=3539648101309268501' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/3539648101309268501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/3539648101309268501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-day-after-labor-day.html' title='Happy Day After Labor Day!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-633241248024044272</id><published>2008-08-26T22:46:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T08:10:47.624-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo Hoo - R Girl Got Married</title><content type='html'>R girl, Erin, married her Eric on Saturday, 8/23. It took place at Eric's (everybody &amp;amp; us Sibes call him Carter which is his last name - humes nicknames are funny, go figger!!!) sister's house. Mommy &amp;amp; daddy took these pics before the ceremony started. The photo-lady shuld have the pics up on her website within the next 2 weeks. Don't mommy, daddy &amp;amp; Erin look good!?!? They would look even better if we were there wif them - a little husky hair would dress any outfit up, dontcha think!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239025745219574306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SLTCKGDwWiI/AAAAAAAAA6A/jFHmuP6faCA/s320/DSCN1335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239025768866831538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SLTCLeJs3LI/AAAAAAAAA6I/gqphpLxzaQU/s320/DSCN1337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doesn't R-daddy look great in his tux &amp;amp; dress black cowboy boots! All that is missing is his fancy, black dress cowboy hat (Erin wouldn't let him wear it tho!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239028362201297186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SLTEibE0cSI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/1xN6Fn85BoE/s320/DSCN1340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239028369241536578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SLTEi1TV-EI/AAAAAAAAA6g/ytNDQiC6Rzw/s320/DSCN1341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Til next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pee Ess: We woulda posted earlier, like last week, but mommy was talking to MayaMaries's mommy in Louisiana fur a long time &amp;amp; didn't turn the puter on fur us. R-mommy said that MM's mommy will be the next 'Mrs. Fields of yummy doggie cookies.' Mrs. Fields started her choc-chip cookie busines in her home &amp;amp; look how that took off! We can't wait til we get our order of cookies frum MM's mommy! Our mouths are watering as we think of them!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-633241248024044272?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/633241248024044272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=633241248024044272' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/633241248024044272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/633241248024044272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/08/woo-hoo-r-girl-got-married.html' title='Woo Hoo - R Girl Got Married'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SLTCKGDwWiI/AAAAAAAAA6A/jFHmuP6faCA/s72-c/DSCN1335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-5347053149748233017</id><published>2008-08-12T22:01:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T23:36:18.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Da Boys of Deconstruction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi-Woo EveryPuppy &amp;amp; Other 4-Legged &amp;amp; 2-Legged Friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If ya gots a "deconstruction" job around yur house, don't sweat it or do it yurself - call Da Boys of Deconstruction, Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau, &amp;amp; we will take apart anything or place that you desire. Just ask our dad for a reference on our work - ERRRR MAYBE NOT OUR DAD!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, Juni overheard a long whiles ago that mommy wanted the wall paper off of the walls in the breakfast room (where we have our crates &amp;amp; get our Honey Nut Cheerios for breakfast) &amp;amp; for daddy to paint them instead! So little by little, Juni tried to help by peeling the wall paper off. Both of us decided to take matter into our own paws, &amp;amp; speeded up the process as you can see:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233823785088024514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SKJHAKcpf8I/AAAAAAAAAqc/QhxWggy8qsU/s200/DSCN1322.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what the walls looked like wif the paper on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233822520714094306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SKJF2kSaZuI/AAAAAAAAAqM/DXlQfH0Qk6Q/s200/DSCN1319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233822532560433314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SKJF3QazMKI/AAAAAAAAAqU/uShtPTKYTKc/s200/DSCN1320.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233824497385389170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SKJHpn9kvHI/AAAAAAAAAq0/3USZnmbO6QY/s200/DSCN1321.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;And, This is what the walls looked like after our "deconstruction" job while mommy was upstairs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233823787801704818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SKJHAUjo-XI/AAAAAAAAAqk/7ATQ9SXxwpk/s200/DSCN1324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233823799485691154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SKJHBAFUdRI/AAAAAAAAAqs/qJq19VdPk2g/s200/DSCN1326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;SOOOOO BUSTED &amp;amp; NOT UNDERSTOOD (Mommy, we wuz only trying to help!)!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mommy-Marlene here - When I saw the wall &amp;amp; the paper on the floor, I couldn't stop laughing. Joel came home shortly after that &amp;amp; he just stared. I told him that Juni &amp;amp; Cosi were only trying to help. Joel started making a list of materials that he will need to repair some of the walls (they went a little too far!) &amp;amp; what he wants to do to the walls instead of putting more paper up. Juni got sprung &amp;amp; Cosi (who is not an innocent in this caper) were not in trouble for long. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Til next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Marlene, Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pee Ess - Our mommy &amp;amp; bro-Josh took us for our yearly visit to Met Vet. Both of us weigh in at around 54 pounds. We were talking so loud to the other puppers in their waiting room that one of the techs was very kind to escort us to a room before our time to see the doc - she muttered sumthing about peace &amp;amp; quiet!! No pics were taken of us getting examined. And, that was a good thing cuz sum of it was too em-bear-assing to get a pic of! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-5347053149748233017?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/5347053149748233017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=5347053149748233017' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/5347053149748233017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/5347053149748233017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/08/da-boys-of-deconstruction.html' title='Da Boys of Deconstruction'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SKJHAKcpf8I/AAAAAAAAAqc/QhxWggy8qsU/s72-c/DSCN1322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-3208738448842573151</id><published>2008-07-22T22:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:26:24.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Visit Me at the Cos-bo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SIaWEVtQF9I/AAAAAAAAAp0/4_zRNAet2dU/s1600-h/Cos-bo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226029418900625362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SIaWEVtQF9I/AAAAAAAAAp0/4_zRNAet2dU/s400/Cos-bo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahh- Woo, ma petite, Sumi - I miss you so, hewoo-woo-woo! I wish you could visit me at the Cos-bo &amp;amp; we would make bewootiful wooing together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Luv you much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yur Cosi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(HEY, ALL OF YOU - GET YUR MINDS OUT OF THE GUTTER - I SAID WOOING - YA KNOW AS IN SIBE SINGING - A WOOOOOOO!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-3208738448842573151?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/3208738448842573151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=3208738448842573151' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/3208738448842573151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/3208738448842573151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/07/come-visit-me-at-cos-bo.html' title='Come Visit Me at the Cos-bo'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SIaWEVtQF9I/AAAAAAAAAp0/4_zRNAet2dU/s72-c/Cos-bo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-8769433438824679046</id><published>2008-07-10T17:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T17:59:44.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's My Birfday &amp; I'll Lounge if I Wanta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi-Woo EveryPuppy &amp;amp; 2-legged &amp;amp; other 4-legged Friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221508210070499858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SHaGDWUJshI/AAAAAAAAAps/cTVzVVWlbAM/s320/DSCN1316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy &amp;amp; daddy adopted me from MaPaw on February 10, 2007. Our vet told them that I was about 1-1/2 yrs. old. So mommy decided to give me a birfday date &amp;amp; she picked (don't knows how she came up wif it!) July 10. So today is my birfday &amp;amp; I'm around 3 yrs. old today. I did what I liked best to do -- &amp;amp; that is hang out &amp;amp; sunbathe in my spot in our side run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Til next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-The Cos-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pee Ess - We woul've updated our blog sooner except every time Mommy wanted to get onto the puter we got some pretty bad storms wif thunder-boomers &amp;amp; lighening in the evenings, so mommy kept turning off the puter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-8769433438824679046?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/8769433438824679046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=8769433438824679046' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/8769433438824679046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/8769433438824679046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-my-birfday-ill-lounge-if-i-wanta.html' title='It&apos;s My Birfday &amp; I&apos;ll Lounge if I Wanta!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SHaGDWUJshI/AAAAAAAAAps/cTVzVVWlbAM/s72-c/DSCN1316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-8792489239302841693</id><published>2008-07-01T21:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T21:21:21.677-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tale of Woo</title><content type='html'>Cosmos here! Just to let you all know that Juneau &amp;amp; I are a teeny, tiny upset wif our mommy. Tuesdays are usually our blog night. But A-WOO-NOOOO - she had to get a new toy - a Zune! Our Josh showed her how to download music on a thingee called an ipod - whatever that is. Sos she liked how Josh's worked so much - he lent it to her sos she could listen to FM radio &amp;amp; music while on her lunch hour - she went out last night to get herself one. AND, now we only have this little itsy bit of time to say hi-woo to all of our friends while she is eating her dinner, cuz she'll hog the puter again to download more of her cd music. Here she comes to play wif the puter - how rude! It's our time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talks to you soon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cosmos-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-8792489239302841693?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/8792489239302841693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=8792489239302841693' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/8792489239302841693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/8792489239302841693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/07/tale-of-woo.html' title='A Tale of Woo'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-1317646380987144454</id><published>2008-06-24T20:32:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T21:11:43.728-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You are a Husky Luver if You Don't Mind --</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SGGSoJGtLhI/AAAAAAAAApk/BQtBj7iDv7c/s1600-h/DSCN1283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215611061808213522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SGGSoJGtLhI/AAAAAAAAApk/BQtBj7iDv7c/s320/DSCN1283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Howdy Friends (both 2-legged &amp;amp; 4-legged)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marlene, here - (with Cosi &amp;amp; Juni helping out). Well, Cosmos has decided that it is his time to "splode" all over the house. Why couldn't he time it with Juneau?!?! But, no, he had to be different, ha ha! I must say, that Furminator does work well (as shown above). Cosi hates to get brushed, especially near his hind end. He is a 2-people furminating Sibe! Having this great breed of dogs for over 32 years (but I do love all other breeds, too), you can say that my family is a Husky Luver!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like following Jeff Foxworthy's 'You are a Redneck," I give you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. You are a Husky luver if you don't mind hunks of fur continuously all over your nicely swept house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. You are a Husky luver if you don't mind them going at breakneck speed doing "zoomies" all over the house (just move out of the way!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. You are a Husky luver if you don't mind hunks of fur falling out as they do "zoomies" all over the house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. You are a Husky luver if you don't mind them wooing &amp;amp; telling you what to do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. You are a Husky luver if you don't mind them swimming in their water bowl &amp;amp; then laying in the overturned water (but mommy it feels so good - wuv ya - Juni!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. You are a Husky luver if you don't mind them being finicky eaters (oh-woo mommy, I do eat later than sooner sumtimes - wuv ya, too - Cosi!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. You are a Husky luver if you don't mind hunks of fur falling out of coats as 2 or more wrestle with each other! (it is soooo much fun chasing each other!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. You are a Husky luver if you don't mind getting dressed for work in dark slacks, leaving the house &amp;amp; finding out that you are taking some of Cosi &amp;amp; Juni with you because you forgot to use the lint/husky fur remover before you stepped out of the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. You are a Husky luver if you don't mind them surfing the counter (we don't leave food out &amp;amp; if we do it goes into the microwave) - I don't tolerate it in our house but I know when they have tried to see what is on the counter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. And lastly, you are a Husky luver if you don't mind that in practically every room you have a lint/husky fur remover for those times during fur blowing their coat season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love my boys (even though they wear me out before they are ready to take naps themselves) &amp;amp; wouldn't change them for the world!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marlene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(now off to sweep my house, ha ha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-1317646380987144454?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1317646380987144454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=1317646380987144454' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1317646380987144454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1317646380987144454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-are-husky-luver-if-you-dont-mind.html' title='You are a Husky Luver if You Don&apos;t Mind --'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SGGSoJGtLhI/AAAAAAAAApk/BQtBj7iDv7c/s72-c/DSCN1283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-510728049107231120</id><published>2008-06-17T21:07:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T23:23:24.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Catchin' Up</title><content type='html'>Hi-Woo Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juni here reporting. We hope all yur daddies had a Great Fathers' Day! Our daddy did! We have been having sum really nasty storms around PGH. I like to go out in the side run &amp;amp; stand in the rain. Now Cosi will stick his head out, then his whole body, do his business quickly &amp;amp; run back into the house. He doesn't like rain on him or the loud cracking thunder-boomers wif lightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Sunday, for Fathers' Day, turned out to be one bewootiful day! Mommy &amp;amp; daddy packed a lunch &amp;amp; went out to the horsies. They went on a nice trail ride in the county park, South Park, where Bud &amp;amp; Charlie live in a place called a boarding stable. I heard daddy say that they stopped during the ride &amp;amp; tied the horsies to trees &amp;amp; had a picnic wif mommy in a shady picnicy grove. Daddy cut branches on the trail while sitting on Bud. He is turning out to be a great Bud-dy on the trail! Mommy said that a big branch fell across Bud's neck &amp;amp; he didn't even get upset. They were out on the trails fur about 3 hrs. Daddy is really enjoying his little guy alot! Mommy has nicknamed him Joel's Bud-ster, hawoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following 2 movies are how the horsies get cooled off on a hot day. My idea of cooling off is upsetting our water bowl &amp;amp; laying on the wet tiles in the kitchen. Now Cosi's idea of keeping cool is going out in the heat as little as possible &amp;amp; laying in the livingroom wif the house air conditioner on &amp;amp; keeping his furry body cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-375c4cc7f5449a5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0375c4cc7f5449a5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D95CFC3116E0DF314AD2F830B5AAD9B7B771AB32.60AA58FF3EB4C0528B8755D31715D65D3944B9BF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D375c4cc7f5449a5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-Wg-dKmbsmO_UjjvorN2x-QMYu4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0375c4cc7f5449a5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D95CFC3116E0DF314AD2F830B5AAD9B7B771AB32.60AA58FF3EB4C0528B8755D31715D65D3944B9BF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D375c4cc7f5449a5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-Wg-dKmbsmO_UjjvorN2x-QMYu4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is Bud getting squirted with cool water after a ride on a hot day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ca96fc4de1734780" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dca96fc4de1734780%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1F01BDF83EE6AA036732D6E72F4DF9306DF67580.2ABBB9F364893D66BB1CDBDEC145D2CDD772F4EC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dca96fc4de1734780%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DG1nL_C4N6pzcAJQ309hYJ_yG9Zk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dca96fc4de1734780%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1F01BDF83EE6AA036732D6E72F4DF9306DF67580.2ABBB9F364893D66BB1CDBDEC145D2CDD772F4EC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dca96fc4de1734780%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DG1nL_C4N6pzcAJQ309hYJ_yG9Zk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, this is Charlie getting cooled off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't those 2 bros look a lot alike? If you really look closely, Charlie has a straighter back. He is taller than Bud. Whereas Bud's hair color is a light red; Charlie is a deeper red (Red Chocolate in Rocky Mt. Horsie coloring).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would like to say "Best of Luck" to my girl's, Maya Marie's, mommy in her doggy biscuit business. Every puppy should have some fur their own! They are really yummy! Mommy says that the Cookie lady, Mrs. Fields, started her cookie business in her own home &amp;amp; look how that business took off!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, by the way, mommy had to furminate Cosi tonight (he hates that thingee) &amp;amp; he sploded all over the hallway. The "joys of living wif a Siberian Husky," oh-woo my, hawoo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, that's it fur now - stay cool &amp;amp; dry!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Juneau-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-510728049107231120?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=375c4cc7f5449a5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7feacfabfd91e1c1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ca96fc4de1734780&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/510728049107231120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=510728049107231120' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/510728049107231120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/510728049107231120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/06/catchin-up.html' title='Catchin&apos; Up'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-7068173282623957366</id><published>2008-05-26T20:18:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T22:44:24.204-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Memorial Day &amp; Update Ya Wif the Mullin Clan</title><content type='html'>Hi-Woo EveryPuppy &amp;amp; Other 4-Legged &amp;amp; 2-Legged Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We here are all well &amp;amp; doing great. We can't believe that May is almost over &amp;amp; Da Cos &amp;amp; I are gonna bring ya up-to-date about the goings on wif all of us:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End of April &amp;amp; 1st week of May was ruff on our mommy. She knew that interviewers were checking up about her wif her professional references, but she wasn't getting any offers for work. Her former employer (&amp;amp; we do say that nicely, but what we are really thinking -- GRRRRRRR!) would tell her that she gave a good reference about her &amp;amp; lied. We knows this cuz she called mommy into her office &amp;amp; told her what she was actually telling the interviewers about mommy. She gave the lady 1 week's notice, but took some time off during that same week. Those last 2 weeks at the job were stressful for her &amp;amp; waiting to hear if she got her new job fur sure &amp;amp; she got that nasty skin infection again. The doctor's told her that it was due to stress. At least her blood pressure stayed normal. They caught it early with meds. In spite of that woman's sabotaging, mommy finally got a nice, new job wif a great group of people. Their HR person there was the one that called mommy to tell her that sumthing was strange about her former employer - in fact she refused to give a reference about her wif them for no reason than she didn't like the person asking the questions! Mommy had interviewed hard for this job &amp;amp; it finally paid off. Mommy no longer works for the Univ. of PGH. She now works for the Univ. of PGH Medical Center or otherwise known as UPMC in their Corporate Offices. She works for a Director of Clinical Support Services &amp;amp; Safety, Manager of Clinical Support Services, &amp;amp; 2 Coordinators. These women are all nurses as well. They made mommy feel very welcome. It's scary starting over &amp;amp; having to learn sumthing new as well as going from an academic, teaching setting to the medical side. But she is up for it &amp;amp; has survived her first 2 weeks there! She also had to go &amp;amp; get a whole new wardrobe. For 13 yrs. she was allowed to wear "casual" clothes like jeans, now at her new job she has to "dress casual" &amp;amp; not allowed jeans or t-shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I turned the &lt;strong&gt;BIG ONE YEAR OLD&lt;/strong&gt; on May 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204848239016021186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SDtV5ZxeDMI/AAAAAAAAAo0/LOX3ye_w1sU/s320/DSCN1258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-785839a32ad4af52" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D785839a32ad4af52%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3A13F28D03E5F1456A9B37DCB8929BDFE5538EBF.68D15967D7D27F165F02F1E0C557E386AD0CAF40%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D785839a32ad4af52%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEAYCJ63PMhHbvjzCxf9rAI1LY0Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D785839a32ad4af52%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3A13F28D03E5F1456A9B37DCB8929BDFE5538EBF.68D15967D7D27F165F02F1E0C557E386AD0CAF40%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D785839a32ad4af52%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEAYCJ63PMhHbvjzCxf9rAI1LY0Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Erin's birfday was on May 7; Mommy turned ** on May 10. Mommy started her new job on May 12. Oh, don't want to furget that Mommy &amp;amp; her Charlie Horse had their 3rd anniversary as being trail buddies also on May 12. Daddy &amp;amp; Mommy's 32nd anniversary was on May 18 (Woo-Hoo alot of stuff going on!!) And, don't furget Mother's Day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bud &amp;amp; Charlie Horse are still getting to know each other. Horsies just luv to roll in the dirt (so do we), especially if they get sweaty &amp;amp; itchy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204848256195890402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SDtV6ZxeDOI/AAAAAAAAApE/uWxJ8pKmvq0/s320/DSCN1250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204848243310988498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SDtV5pxeDNI/AAAAAAAAAo8/8Iud0DupZk0/s320/DSCN1247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204849020700069122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SDtWm5xeDQI/AAAAAAAAApU/ne2umK4wwN0/s320/DSCN1256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Daddy &amp;amp; The Bud-ster&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204848264785825010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SDtV65xeDPI/AAAAAAAAApM/ZHiTHxaMUBI/s320/DSCN1253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Charlie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This Memorial Day weekend we finally had great weather so mommy &amp;amp; daddy could go out in the park wif Bud &amp;amp; Charlie. They rode the trails on Sunday for 3 hrs. (we hear Charlie was all tuckered out cuz he has to walk fast to keep up wif his younger bruther, Bud. Bud is a fast walker. Today they rode for 2 hrs. &amp;amp; wanted to make it back to the barn before the rain storms moved back into PGH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204849029290003730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SDtWnZxeDRI/AAAAAAAAApc/kMtHID_kSXw/s320/DSCN1265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We wants to thank all of you for yur support over the past 9 months fur our mommy. We all appreciate our friendship wif all of our blogging friends. You mean a great deal to us. In the next week, mommy will help us to get caught up wif all of you &amp;amp; stop by yur blogs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Til next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pee Ess - We wants to send lots of hugs &amp;amp; kissies to our gals - Sumi &amp;amp; MayaMarie!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PEE PEE ESS - WE FURGOTS ANUTHER BIG PORTANT NEWS - Our girl, Erin &amp;amp; her Carter set the date fur them to gets married. It will be on August 23rd. It is going to be a small wedding with family &amp;amp; close friends at Carter's sisters place. We can't be there, oh-woo, cuz sum family members are allergic to us Sibes &amp;amp; also, we thinks, that their property is not fenced in. We knows mommy will be taking her camera &amp;amp; will show us all of the pictures from our girl's big day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-7068173282623957366?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=785839a32ad4af52&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/7068173282623957366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=7068173282623957366' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/7068173282623957366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/7068173282623957366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-memorial-day-update-ya-wif-mullin.html' title='Happy Memorial Day &amp; Update Ya Wif the Mullin Clan'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SDtV5ZxeDMI/AAAAAAAAAo0/LOX3ye_w1sU/s72-c/DSCN1258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-2941901361232284740</id><published>2008-04-25T11:46:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T12:16:54.477-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangin Wif My Bro!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SBH9WTa-L7I/AAAAAAAAAog/ZEHBgpIXGWM/s1600-h/042508_0730a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193210404947242930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SBH9WTa-L7I/AAAAAAAAAog/ZEHBgpIXGWM/s320/042508_0730a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi-Woo EveryPuppy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong wif this picture! Woo-yeah, I know Juni likes to be wif me (when he isn't terrorizing me), but come on - he's longer than his own crate that is the exact same as mine! This is my space, my crate, MY PLACE TO UNWIND BY MY WOOING SELF!! I do like being wif him, but not in such a tight squeeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy is still job hunting. Interview people are just plain stupid (to quote our Tubey, campaign-Sibe-at-large)! Don't they know that they would be getting a great hard-working employee -- their loss! Juni &amp;amp; I have been keeping her spirits up. She has been giving us squirt water bottle baths when the 2 of us start getting a little ruff wif our play in the house. I hates when she does it, but if feels great when I am hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193210396357308322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SBH9Vza-L6I/AAAAAAAAAoY/ExR4RKCCPlg/s320/041908_1219a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of Charlie Horse (on the left wif the stripe down his face) &amp;amp; his bro, Bud (on the right). Daddy says that Bud looks like a mule &amp;amp; has a high squeal when he is being a cry-horsie, hawoo! They look like they are OK together when they are turned out &amp;amp; don't beat each other up. Daddy says that when they run together, Charlie &amp;amp; Bud put their heads up, tails go up &amp;amp; back, &amp;amp; they run side-by-side. Then you can tell that they are bros cuz they look so much alike side-by-side. Bud also snorts &amp;amp; horsie talks on a trail ride like Charlie does. Daddy is teaching Bud to stand still so he can get on his back. Also, to stand still when daddy says whoa (horsie talk to stop &amp;amp; stay). He has to learn these things like Charlie did when Mommy first got him. Charlie's anniversary with Mommy will be 3 years in May. Mommy &amp;amp; daddy went on a small trail ride last night after work. They saw lots of deer. One baby deer wanted to play wif the horsies. Bud did great. He has to learn to slow down his walk though. He walks faster than Charlie especially down hill. This was only his 2nd trail ride wif Charlie. They need to get more used to each other as trail buddies. Hopefully, if the weather holds out this weekend, there can be longer trail rides in the Park. Juni &amp;amp; I aren't allowed at the barn. We overhears the barn stuff when daddy talks to mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just wanted to keep woo all up-to-date &amp;amp; let woo all know that we are still around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cosmos-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-2941901361232284740?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2941901361232284740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=2941901361232284740' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2941901361232284740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2941901361232284740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/04/hangin-wif-my-bro.html' title='Hangin Wif My Bro!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/SBH9WTa-L7I/AAAAAAAAAog/ZEHBgpIXGWM/s72-c/042508_0730a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-1373571570787946724</id><published>2008-04-07T16:40:00.024-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T17:43:03.222-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie Horse's Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>It all started back during the week when mommy was recovering from her last surgery. A horsie friend, Nancy, called up very upset to tell mommy &amp;amp; daddy that her horsie suddenly died. She wanted to know if they knew anyone who was selling a horsie like mommy’s Charlie Horse. Daddy called up Charlie’s breeder. They had a Rocky Mt. little mare named Jody (half sister to Charlie wif the same father) who had a very giving personality. Mommy &amp;amp; daddy went with Nancy &amp;amp; her hubby to Ohio to where Charlie came from to see &amp;amp; ride Jody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186607558344870354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R_qIGDCAidI/AAAAAAAAAno/AC5qkIDbF7U/s320/DSCN1225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was love at first sight. Nancy found her new trail buddy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy got to talking with mommy that he hasn’t enjoyed riding for well over a year cuz he hurts too much in the saddle when riding Cutter &amp;amp; if he wanted to continue to ride, he would have to change to a gaited horse. (The difference between a regular horse &amp;amp; a gaited horse: 1. regular horse trots &amp;amp; your body goes in an up-&amp;amp;-down motion, sometimes pretty rough depending on the horse; 2. on a gaited horse, like a Rocky Mt., the horse moves from side-to-side in a rocking very smooth motion which is easier on your legs &amp;amp; body, at least to the older, more mature horse folks!) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186607554049903042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R_qIFzCAicI/AAAAAAAAAng/LV2lym4Flg4/s320/DSCN1224.JPG" border="0" /&gt; He doesn’t hurt when he rides Charlie. Daddy &amp;amp; Charlie had some rides in the Park the weekend after Cutter left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sos they got to talking about finding a new home for his Cutter. Again, daddy called up Dan, Charlie’s breeder, to see if he heard about any other Rocky horsies for sale. Dan had in-training a Rocky gelding named Dustys B-Light &amp;amp; they call him Bud ( a full bruther to Charlie) who was also for sale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sos the Saturday of Easter weekend daddy &amp;amp; mommy went back to Ohio fur daddy to test ride Bud. Easter Sunday evening mommy sent an email to all of their trail riding club members that Cutter was for sale. Two days later daddy got a call that Cutter’s previous owners wanted him back. They had originally sold him to a friend who had wanted Cutter for his son. But the agreement was if it didn’t work out he would be returned to them. The person turned around &amp;amp; sold Cutter to daddy. These people told daddy that they had been wanting Cutter back &amp;amp; regretted ever letting him go to that other man. He had been with us for over 9 yrs. It turned out to be a happy ending cuz Cutter will live out his life on his previous home wif his own stall &amp;amp; pastures to kick up his heels in. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186614902738946594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R_qOxjCAiiI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/XfsYytBo0B4/s320/FSCN1241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mommy did some major crying, we heard, when they came to trailer Cutter away. (Those spots are raindrops - it started to rain pretty hard when they loaded Cutter into the trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, mommy, &amp;amp; Nancy left last Friday night to go pick up Bud &amp;amp; Jody. Saturday morning Nancy &amp;amp; daddy went out on a little ride with their new trail buddies in Ohio. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186610027951065618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R_qKVzCAihI/AAAAAAAAAoI/cA71oU1-SXY/s400/DSCN1228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186607575524739570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R_qIHDCAifI/AAAAAAAAAn4/C8VhRVx0A3s/s320/DSCN1229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186607867582515714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R_qIYDCAigI/AAAAAAAAAoA/LCH6KM7C_-g/s320/DSCN1230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Daddy test-riding Bud in Ohio. Look at the big grin on his face on daddy's face! He said that his knees didn't hurt. Bud is shorter than Charlie &amp;amp; easier fur daddy to get up on him. He needs to put on a good bit of weight. The owner before Bud came back to the breeder only had him on grass feeding out in a field. He'll get lots of TLC from The Mullin Clan &amp;amp; our barn owners to get his weight where it should be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They were back in Pittsburgh by 8:00pm. Jody is 10 yrs. old &amp;amp; older than Charlie by just a few months – she is a Spring horsie, where Charlie was born in the Fall. Bud will be turning 7 at the end of this month. While daddy &amp;amp; Nancy were getting Jody &amp;amp; Bud set up in their stalls in their new home, mommy gots to ride her Charlie around the property.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sos, our mommy &amp;amp; daddy were just gone overnight. They returned very, very tired but full of hugs &amp;amp; kissies fur us. Then we put them to bed sos they could get some sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Til next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-1373571570787946724?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1373571570787946724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=1373571570787946724' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1373571570787946724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1373571570787946724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/04/charlie-horses-family-reunion.html' title='Charlie Horse&apos;s Family Reunion'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R_qIGDCAidI/AAAAAAAAAno/AC5qkIDbF7U/s72-c/DSCN1225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-713517083347804723</id><published>2008-04-04T08:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T08:40:31.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THEY ARE GOING - WHERE!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hi-Woo EveryPuppy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just overheard that mommy &amp;amp; daddy are going away overnight to visit Charlie Horse's family in Ohio. AND, we are not invited to go. THAT IS SO NOT FAIR CUZ WE ARE PART OF THIS FAMILY, TOO!! We overheard that are hum-sis, Erin, will be spending the night wif us. Over the past couple of weeks a lot has been going on over here - on the horsie &amp;amp; neighs front - so we will let you know alls about it when we can get back on the puter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a dry, great weekend (it is yucky raining here in PGH right now) &amp;amp; we will fill you in on The Mullin Clan's news as soon as we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-713517083347804723?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/713517083347804723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=713517083347804723' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/713517083347804723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/713517083347804723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/04/they-are-going-where.html' title='THEY ARE GOING - WHERE!!!!!!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-3181341487885291343</id><published>2008-03-26T15:17:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T15:23:44.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Juneau Sploded!?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182132206717405586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R-qhyTCAiZI/AAAAAAAAAnI/1xTVksmovJE/s400/DSCN1195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My Dogness, MOOOOM come see, hurry, I thinks Juni sploded!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182132692048710050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R-qiOjCAiaI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/8MllQgjDmVI/s320/DSCN1196.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;No, I didn't, I'm right here, hawoo hawoo! But my coat is still blowing fluff all over the place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-3181341487885291343?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/3181341487885291343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=3181341487885291343' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/3181341487885291343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/3181341487885291343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/03/juneau-sploded.html' title='Juneau Sploded!?!?'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R-qhyTCAiZI/AAAAAAAAAnI/1xTVksmovJE/s72-c/DSCN1195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-5423165906017703517</id><published>2008-03-17T16:56:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T17:26:00.345-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in Wuv Wif a Bewootiful Gal --</title><content type='html'>Hi-Woo EveryPuppy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my heart is just beating wif joy! I found my one true luv -- &amp;amp; she is &lt;a href="http://teamhusky-princesummer.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-so-happy-im-so-happy.html"&gt;Summer&lt;/a&gt; frum Team Husky. Our lonely hearts just found each other. I asked Summer if she would consider me fur her boyfriend -- &amp;amp; she said &lt;strong&gt;YES&lt;/strong&gt;! I knew that her bro, Prince, is very important to her. Sos I pawed off a pee-mail to Prince asking him if he minded me being Summer's boyfriend. And, he welcomed me to the family! A-Roo, was I in a dither until I heard back frum him. My paws were all sweaty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear sweet, Summer, oh woo, I do wish that we could meet &amp;amp; be together! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178824546338538850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R97hfH6VBWI/AAAAAAAAAnA/RqZF7yPoX3w/s320/Cos%26Sum_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I can dream about us being together, tho, &amp;amp; maybe sumday we can meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time,&lt;br /&gt;-Cosmos-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pee Ess - Just fur the record, I am not a 2-timing guy! You can say that Codie &amp;amp; I are only at the friends stage. She has a lot going on at home wif her new bruther &amp;amp; her mom being busy. She hasn't answered any of my notes or talked to me fur a long, long time. Sos, Codie you are a great gal &amp;amp; I wish you all the best! I hopes that we can still be friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-5423165906017703517?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/5423165906017703517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=5423165906017703517' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/5423165906017703517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/5423165906017703517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-in-wuv-wif-bewootiful-gal.html' title='I&apos;m in Wuv Wif a Bewootiful Gal --'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R97hfH6VBWI/AAAAAAAAAnA/RqZF7yPoX3w/s72-c/Cos%26Sum_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-9066634281158126879</id><published>2008-03-10T15:09:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T15:40:38.868-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Case of the All-Over Fluff</title><content type='html'>Hi Woo EveryPuppy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176192856667522226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R9WH-n6VBLI/AAAAAAAAAlg/wVNrIU32b_w/s200/Sher-Cosmos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                Sherlock Cosmos here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has come to my attention that no sooner does mommy or daddy sweep the rugs in our house, the fluff falls faster than ever. Hmmmm &amp;amp; it is not from me as of yet, nor is it from mommy (wrong color - it’s not red!) or daddy (he needs all the hair that he has!), then it can be none other than from the demon-goliath-puppy, Juneau!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176197070030439714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R9WLz36VBSI/AAAAAAAAAmY/q56CPzQ23n8/s200/DSCN1161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We gots a new vacuum cleaner called the Hoover Legacy Pet Vac Rewind w/Pet Hair Tool. It does a great job, except hunks of Juni’s fur falls out faster than they can sweep. It has a special attachment to pick up our doggy fur. Sos Juni &amp;amp; I can visit &amp;amp; cuddle wif mommy &amp;amp; daddy on the bed &amp;amp; then they use the attachment to suck up all of the loose fur when we gets down. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176199689960490306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R9WOMX6VBUI/AAAAAAAAAmo/NbytjXpBl_4/s200/DSCN1156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is what mommy got out of Juni after he was "furminated" &amp;amp; he is still dropping hunks all over the place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176198285506184498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R9WM6n6VBTI/AAAAAAAAAmg/BHX1rJpDrL0/s200/DSCN1164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                               Oh, the joys of having Siberian Huskies during shedding season! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till next time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Cosmos-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Our family knows that Spring is a-coming. Not only are we starting to shed, but Cutter, daddy’s horsie, is shedding as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-9066634281158126879?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/9066634281158126879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=9066634281158126879' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/9066634281158126879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/9066634281158126879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/03/case-of-all-over-fluff.html' title='The Case of the All-Over Fluff'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R9WH-n6VBLI/AAAAAAAAAlg/wVNrIU32b_w/s72-c/Sher-Cosmos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-2735059079458431644</id><published>2008-02-27T14:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T15:02:58.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Pup</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0sUL0KCIc48&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0sUL0KCIc48&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiya EveryPuppy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend emailed this youtube video to our mommy.  Doesn't this look like fun!  Wish we were there playing wif the Snow Pup, Bailey.  We would have so much fun playing hide-&amp;-seek wif him &amp; building puppy snow forts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cosmos &amp; Juneau-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-2735059079458431644?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2735059079458431644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=2735059079458431644' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2735059079458431644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2735059079458431644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/02/snow-pup.html' title='Snow Pup'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-3584150612573280730</id><published>2008-02-19T17:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T17:10:25.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bestest Therapy for Our Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R7tSZvfRhuI/AAAAAAAAAlY/1kA04PG2ZKE/s1600-h/Mars_therapy18FEB08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168815599535621858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R7tSZvfRhuI/AAAAAAAAAlY/1kA04PG2ZKE/s200/Mars_therapy18FEB08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi Woo EveryPuppy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOO HOO - isn't that a great picture (tho fuzzy cuz daddy took it wif his cell phone) of our mommy on her Charlie Horse. Yep, she isn't really allowed to ride. But, last night we overheard that daddy first rode Charlie around in the indoor arena to get out all of his excess energy out of the way. Then he stopped by mommy's chair &amp;amp; told her to go &amp;amp; put on her helmet. She gots to ride her Charlie around 4 times at a walk. Daddy said that Charlie went extra special slow as if he knew that mommy wasn't back to her old self yet. He's a good horsey! We're sure that if the pic was more clear it would show mommy grinning from ear to ear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time,&lt;br /&gt;-Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-3584150612573280730?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/3584150612573280730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=3584150612573280730' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/3584150612573280730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/3584150612573280730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/02/bestest-therapy-for-our-mommy.html' title='The Bestest Therapy for Our Mommy'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R7tSZvfRhuI/AAAAAAAAAlY/1kA04PG2ZKE/s72-c/Mars_therapy18FEB08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-6617452759261985807</id><published>2008-02-15T13:57:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T16:10:31.028-05:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE ON THE MULLIN CLAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;HI-ROO All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WOO HOO UPDATE, UPDATE, UPDATE - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2008/02/hi-everybody-i-have-alot-and-i-mean.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Codie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; is my girl!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will not beat up Juneau, I will not beat up Juneau, I WILL NOT BEAT UP JUNEAU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, everypuppy, I did see what Juneua wrote on the last blog. I knows he meant well even tho he shouldn’t have. I did ask once a young lady if she wanted to be my girlfriend &amp;amp; she didn’t answer me. It hurt a lot. I’ll gets back to you on what gal I have decided to set my sights on as soon as the lady accepts.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND SHE DID - SEE ABOVE - WOO HOO!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has been going on wif us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy had her surgery on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;February 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. This time around they inserted the new joint. She stayed overnight in the hospital &amp;amp; came home the next day. Her face isn’t as swollen or as colorful as it was last October when they took the defected thingee out of her jaw. Her surgeon &amp;amp; his team are very happy as to how the surgery turned out. She is not allowed to lift anything over 20 pounds (she can give us lots of hugs, though, hawoo!) &amp;amp; she can only eat liquid/pudding type foods or mushy ones after being put in a blender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167285019220215426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R7XiWPfRhoI/AAAAAAAAAko/CeBmNQCXbpg/s200/DSCN0328.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“GOTCHA DAY”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was on on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sunday, February 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Above is a pic of me then when mommy &amp;amp; daddy first brought me home from my Mapaw foster family, &lt;a href="http://bisbetica-denise.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Stoutino Inn &amp;amp; Foster Kennel&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167284465169434226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R7Xh1_fRhnI/AAAAAAAAAkg/WgKqPC7ofFw/s200/DSCN1139.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is a pic of me today. I looks like I have done great wif my mommy &amp;amp; daddy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Mommy saw her doctor &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;esterday, February 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &amp;amp; he said that he was very pleased at how well she is doing. She is allowed to start to eat soft foods &amp;amp; as she can tolerate. She had for dinner meatloaf wifout mushing it wif cooked carrots &amp;amp; tatoes. She said it tasted so good! Daddy made her a milkshake for dessert wif lots of whipped cream. She is set up to have therapy for her jaw starting next week. This will help to break up scar tissue so she will be able to open her jaw more fully. She is also allowed to start using her mouth exerciser. Her only concern is that her lower lip goes sideways a little (she calls her “popeye effect”). She asked the doctor about this &amp;amp; he said that when the swelling goes down &amp;amp; she exercises her jaw, that should diminish &amp;amp; go away. She sees the doctor again on March 13. I knows that she will be asking him then when she can ride Charlie Horse again. Daddy took her to see him last Saturday. She gots to brush him &amp;amp; sat on a chair while daddy rode him. Brrr-puppy weather set in on Sunday wif the temps in the single digits &amp;amp; lots of snow, so she hasn’t been out to the barn since then. Hopefully, by this coming weekend, the temps will be better for her to go out fur a visit wif Charlie &amp;amp; Cutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I forgots to mention that I got red-puppy-pawed caught in the act yesterday! Mommy was calling Juni &amp;amp; I in from the side run &amp;amp; she caught me chewing the gate to the back yard. I had a piece of the covered chain link fence in my mouth &amp;amp; looked right at her. So it is not all Juneau’s fault about messing up the gate – I ADMITS IT! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(&amp;amp; you should cuz I get blamed fur everything Cosi! -J-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, I’m going to paw this part over to Juneau cuz he gots sumthings to say.&lt;br /&gt;Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;-Cosmos-&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is to my Girl, MayaMarie – &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY ONE-DAY LATE VALENTINE’S DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167287158113928850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R7XkSvfRhpI/AAAAAAAAAkw/oqNYNPQET28/s200/DSCN1121.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;MayaMarie sent me box of pressies for Valentine’s Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167287166703863458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R7XkTPfRhqI/AAAAAAAAAk4/jluRaq1hR9Q/s200/DSCN1124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167287175293798066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R7XkTvfRhrI/AAAAAAAAAlA/LLoUFgZJ3nQ/s200/DSCN1127.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Lookee – she sent me a squeekee futball wrapped up wif a Hugs &amp;amp; Kisses ribbon &amp;amp; a card &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167287183883732674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R7XkUPfRhsI/AAAAAAAAAlI/LmbhbuBV56A/s200/DSCN1129.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And, her mommy made Cosi &amp;amp; me sum yummy cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167287188178699986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R7XkUffRhtI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/u1LxOi9o7fA/s200/DSCN1138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thanx you, too, MM's mommy fur the yummmmy cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanx you, my very special Valentine Gal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Juneau-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-6617452759261985807?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6617452759261985807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=6617452759261985807' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/6617452759261985807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/6617452759261985807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/02/update-on-mullin-clan.html' title='UPDATE ON THE MULLIN CLAN'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R7XiWPfRhoI/AAAAAAAAAko/CeBmNQCXbpg/s72-c/DSCN0328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-1199634751008769975</id><published>2008-02-01T14:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T18:14:45.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Matchmaker, Matchmaker Find My Bro a Match!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R6Nx-CTTJvI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/s_3meF6Bi8M/s1600-h/Wooing-roof.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162094908480366322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R6Nx-CTTJvI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/s_3meF6Bi8M/s200/Wooing-roof.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PSSSSST, all guys and gals I needs yur help! I needs a Yente (gal) or a Yentel (guy?) to helps me play matchmaker!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day is coming up. I would really like to find a special girlfriend for my bro, Cosi. He is really a great guy, but very, very shy. Alas, when he gots the courage up to ask a gal if she wanted to go steady wif him, she never answered him back. He was very hurt and disappointed. One thing Cosi or I would never, never do is approach another guy's gal. So please let me know who is available and would like to meet my bro. Cosi is sleeping so he doesn't know that I did this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shhhhh, this will have to be done in secret!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Wooer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Juneau-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-1199634751008769975?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1199634751008769975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=1199634751008769975' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1199634751008769975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1199634751008769975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/02/matchmaker-matchmaker-find-my-bro-match.html' title='Matchmaker, Matchmaker Find My Bro a Match!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R6Nx-CTTJvI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/s_3meF6Bi8M/s72-c/Wooing-roof.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-417260964847727641</id><published>2008-01-28T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T16:33:11.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiddle-Dee-Dee-Woo-Woo!</title><content type='html'>Hi-Woo EveryPuppy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was more or less a laid-back puppy weekend! It was brrr-puppy cold on Friday here in PGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160631381194385074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R54-5iTTJrI/AAAAAAAAAjo/3f8BNfjJ_nE/s200/5161MXC9YFL__AA240_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday night, mommy gots to finish watching the end of an 8-hr. mini-series on DVD called Scarlett, the Sequel to Gone Wif The Wind, that she started to watch last week. Daddy found it for her while rummaging in the $5.00 DVD bin at Walmart. He knows how much she likes to watch the older movies. She started to watch the the 2nd DVD late Friday night &amp;amp; didn't go to bed until 3:00am. I think she also watched the section on how they made the movie, too. She really enjoyed it. Daddy wouldn't watch it wif her muttering sumthing about a "chick flick" - whatever that means. Juneau &amp;amp; I stayed wif her, but we saw more of the back of our eyelids than the movie itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R54-5yTTJsI/AAAAAAAAAjw/QkBd8dizW2o/s1600-h/ashley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160631385489352386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R54-5yTTJsI/AAAAAAAAAjw/QkBd8dizW2o/s200/ashley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Juneau &amp;amp; I picked who we thinks of the leading men in the Gone Wif The Wind we would be more like. I would be more like Scarlett's first love, Ashley Wilkes. This is a photo from the original movie, not Scarlett. We both have light colored fur/hair &amp;amp; have a laid-back disposition. Juneau really has to get me riled up before I git after him, or I finally just walk away. More like a southern-disposition of the Old South.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Juneau would be more like Rhett Butler, the scoundrel, the black sheep, the good-time guy, &amp;amp; the ladies man (don'ts worry MayaMarie he's been true to you!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R548viTTJnI/AAAAAAAAAjI/-OIBXREo_NI/s1600-h/DSCN1115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160629010372437618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R548viTTJnI/AAAAAAAAAjI/-OIBXREo_NI/s200/DSCN1115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R548ySTTJoI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/otzE-OZGtAE/s1600-h/DSCN1116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160629057617077890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R548ySTTJoI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/otzE-OZGtAE/s200/DSCN1116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R548zCTTJpI/AAAAAAAAAjY/oNFdsjizT3w/s1600-h/DSCN1117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160629070501979794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R548zCTTJpI/AAAAAAAAAjY/oNFdsjizT3w/s200/DSCN1117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R548zyTTJqI/AAAAAAAAAjg/oXTExCI-Ppg/s1600-h/FSCN1119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160629083386881698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R548zyTTJqI/AAAAAAAAAjg/oXTExCI-Ppg/s200/FSCN1119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Above are sum pictures of how we kept mommy company sleeping beside her recliner. Look how he has his pawsies wrapped around mine! Juneau likes to cuddle wif me, or on-the-other paw - this way he can keep track of what I'm doing if I get up. I don't mind a bit cuz he wasn't hurting me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-98e9294a9d74f88" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D098e9294a9d74f88%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D9AFA743C3CF5443D1044E1291BB48A692E81AA6.48BDB6AB7E59AD1E9FF861E8182919FAD75A64AC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D98e9294a9d74f88%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9jKL5sFUcN07099QNBCA-qkxWIY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D098e9294a9d74f88%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D9AFA743C3CF5443D1044E1291BB48A692E81AA6.48BDB6AB7E59AD1E9FF861E8182919FAD75A64AC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D98e9294a9d74f88%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9jKL5sFUcN07099QNBCA-qkxWIY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This video is me wooing to our grandma. She came over to eat &amp;amp; visit wif us on Saturday. We were both on our bestest behavior (not like Thanksgiving when I jumped in her lap on the recliner to gets away from 'the demon').&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Til next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Cosmos-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-417260964847727641?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7dd13379762ed110&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=98e9294a9d74f88&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/417260964847727641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=417260964847727641' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/417260964847727641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/417260964847727641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/01/fiddle-dee-dee-woo-woo.html' title='Fiddle-Dee-Dee-Woo-Woo!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R54-5iTTJrI/AAAAAAAAAjo/3f8BNfjJ_nE/s72-c/5161MXC9YFL__AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-1202129584381497502</id><published>2008-01-22T15:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T16:03:37.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HOORAY - We Gots Snow!!</title><content type='html'>Greetings Everypuppy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wants to thank all of you fur yur support on my jail time. I knows my girl, MayaMarie, was thinking about ways to "breaks" me out of the slammer, but I didn't want her to gets into trouble. So, she did talk to Sheriff Cosmos on my behalf. Sheriff Cosmos let me out cuz I finally owned up that I did the crimes (Who else did it - not me cuz I'm past chewing stage, not daddy, &amp;amp; mommy couldn't especially wif her jaw problems! -C-) &amp;amp; that I would try to be an upstanding Sibe in the future. However, he dids tell me that he will be keeping both of his eyes on me. I still think that DEMON is still in me &amp;amp; comes out from time-to-time. He was to blame, that's right, he made me do those things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The temps in PGH Saturday night thru Sunday were BRRRRR-PUPPY outside. So I snuggled up wif Cosi &amp;amp; we took it easy. (Yeah Juni, I realize that you like to be wif me, but can you keep a little distance between us - I AM NOT YUR PILLOW!!!! -C-) It was in the low teens on Sunday, single digits in the very early morning. Daddy took mommy out to see the horsies &amp;amp; to give them their treats of carrots n' apples. She didn't ride cuz the horses were warmer in their stalls wif their blankies on &amp;amp; the air was too cold fur her wif her breathing &amp;amp; asthma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158399166003047714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R5ZQtgtIbSI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Jl4LmE0IzZc/s200/012108_07391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158396979864694018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R5ZOuQtIbQI/AAAAAAAAAiw/B0NnyfAma-c/s200/DSCN1104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158397100123778322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R5ZO1QtIbRI/AAAAAAAAAi4/L8bz8TDP3hE/s200/DSCN1106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And today, we finally gots snow in Pittsburgh - hoooray!! Here's a little video of us playing out in the backyard after mommy came home frum work. Our neighbor, Mr. Rubin, got into the act. When he saw that mommy was videoing us running around in the snow, he did a little dance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-16fc727a634245f6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D16fc727a634245f6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3CCEEA1D91D7732EF00CA58F268B0286C697C986.4A863141876FB06AC42136CCAC32BE3CCE0BBE6C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D16fc727a634245f6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCJGSpCI-wKI-e0uA-ZX1iBGRczA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D16fc727a634245f6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3CCEEA1D91D7732EF00CA58F268B0286C697C986.4A863141876FB06AC42136CCAC32BE3CCE0BBE6C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D16fc727a634245f6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCJGSpCI-wKI-e0uA-ZX1iBGRczA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well that's it fur now - til next time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-Juneau-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-1202129584381497502?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=16fc727a634245f6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1202129584381497502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=1202129584381497502' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1202129584381497502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1202129584381497502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/01/hawoo-we-gots-snow.html' title='HOORAY - We Gots Snow!!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R5ZQtgtIbSI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Jl4LmE0IzZc/s72-c/012108_07391.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-2084998587551035523</id><published>2008-01-14T16:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T17:04:41.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tale of the "New" West</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the tale of Sheriff Cosmos. He is wuved by all, a Sibe for justice &amp;amp; an alright pretty, nice guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155448678089518210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R4vVQgtIbII/AAAAAAAAAhQ/gJdRt1guqTw/s200/cowboyCosi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sheriff Cosmos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was brought to attention that some crimes had been committed. He had to bring the varmit who done it into custody. Let's look at the crimes --&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155454051093605618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R4vaJQtIbPI/AAAAAAAAAiI/INWMW8P-Yjg/s200/DSCN1077.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;HMMM, a fence gate chewed up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155449996644478114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R4vWdQtIbKI/AAAAAAAAAhg/IFgeYfDMVmI/s200/DSCN1085.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy's, I mean the Victim's, chair being chewed up.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155450851342970034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R4vXPAtIbLI/AAAAAAAAAho/1IoLKJYzvSY/s200/cowboyjuni.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It could be none other than Black Bart-Juneau! A lowly varmit who doesn't care where he parks his teeth. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155451216415190210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R4vXkQtIbMI/AAAAAAAAAhw/0qInvogKDKQ/s200/cosjun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now to bring the varmit into custody!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155451796235775186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R4vYGAtIbNI/AAAAAAAAAh4/1wjamzlV4Vg/s200/DSCN1054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I gots you now, you little varmit chewer upper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To Sheriff Cosmos utter shock, "Hey, you are in my crate, not the right jail cell!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don'ts worry, Sherrif Cosmos, you won't be able to hold me here fur long, hawoo-hawoo-hawoo-sneer-snicker &amp;amp; all that," replies Black-Bart-Juneau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;THE END (until the next time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-2084998587551035523?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2084998587551035523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=2084998587551035523' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2084998587551035523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2084998587551035523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/01/tale-of-new-west.html' title='A Tale of the &quot;New&quot; West'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R4vVQgtIbII/AAAAAAAAAhQ/gJdRt1guqTw/s72-c/cowboyCosi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-6262632544955947930</id><published>2008-01-10T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T16:53:56.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good, The Bad, The Ugly, More Bad, &amp; the Excellent!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy New Year to all of our 2-legged &amp;amp; 4-legged blogging friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153948583451978770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R4aA7gtIbBI/AAAAAAAAAgY/FijsjuRgG48/s200/DSCN1087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I meant what I said - at the end of 2007, I was going to tear up the calendar. It was an awful year for our family. Welcome 2008!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE GOOD: &lt;/strong&gt;The University was closed during the week between Christmas and New Year's. I spent the days with Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau. They are the best company. I love watching Juneau play with all the toys in their crate. He takes each one out to decide which one will be the favorite at the moment. Haven't quite got him to the point where he will put his toys back when he is all done. But, I couldn't quite get my kids to get the hang of that when they were young! When Cosi wasn't trying to wrestle &amp;amp; pin Juni down to the ground, he spent his time laying by my recliner or putting his head on my shoulder when he wanted hugs. I went to see the horses in the evening when Joel came home from work. Since we have an indoor arena, I was able to ride &amp;amp; work Charlie in spite of the weather outside. Joel bought me a new set of dishes from Macy's. It is the Homer-Laughlin Fiesta dish line. When he heard that their factory was in Newell, WV, he took one day off so we could drive down to visit. He was like a little kid in their Seconds Warehouse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153950769590332450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R4aC6wtIbCI/AAAAAAAAAgg/8UEQjlY-ciA/s200/DSCN1100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Armed with a towel for wiping off the dishes, he went from bin to bin looking for good pieces to add to our set. 3 hrs. later, we left with another 6 colorful place settings, matching sugar &amp;amp; creamer, &amp;amp; serving bowls. This section has dishes from the line that have a few imperfections, &amp;amp; at a great savings. It was a great that my phone has such a good battery because I played lots of card games &amp;amp; blackjack while watching our crates full of dishes while the "big kid" was on his search, ha-ha! We also got to see some movies - The Golden Compass &amp;amp; National Treasure 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE BAD: &lt;/strong&gt;I just haven't felt up to blogging. Have kept all of you in my thoughts. I have been worried about my job. Not sure how long it will run. There haven't been many new postings. Though I did have an interview on Tuesday (keep your fingers &amp;amp; toes crossed for me!!) &amp;amp; I just got called for another one next week. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE UGLY&lt;/strong&gt;: Last week I noticed a little pimple with a white head on my stomach just under my right breast. The head came off of it &amp;amp; I had an angry, sore mark. My doctor did a culture &amp;amp; it turned out to be my 3rd bout with that awful new infection called MRSA. It is so painful. The last time I had it was last summer. I'm seeing my doctor's almost every 2 days to check it. I got one on my right breast as well. My son had the infection first last winter. My doc said that stress could have set it off in me again as well as the warm, crazy weather we have been having. She changed my meds yesterday. I would not be able to have surgery until I am all done with this. I feel like such a mess! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MORE BAD:&lt;/strong&gt; My surgery was re-scheduled for Jan. 15.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;This past Monday, I called my surgeon's office to see if the joint was in PGH. It has not left California yet &amp;amp; that the company is still working with it. Even worse news - my medical insurance company reneged on approval for my first TMJ surgery (after the fact) to get the failing joint out. I knew something was up when I got a bill from my surgeon's accounting dept. with a balance instead of showing what the insurance company paid. The insurance company also said that they wouldn't pay for the 2nd surgery or for my joint. My doctor's assistant told me not to worry (better said than can do, especially with me!) &amp;amp; that they are fighting it. The insurance company back in March '07 had called their office &amp;amp; gave them an approval # for authorization of the surgery. They were waiting for another call from my insurance company. If the "great" company (who has ads on billboards around PGH as well as on TV commercials saying that they are good for the wellness of your whole body - YEAH RIGHT) does not give approval, my surgeon suggested that Joel &amp;amp; I talk to the newspapers &amp;amp; news media. When most insurance companies see the initials TMJ, they deny coverage in spite of what is written. I couldn't wait until January thinking 2008 will have to start out better than last year - boy, was I wrong!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE EXCELLENT&lt;/strong&gt;: Joel called me a little while ago. He heard from my surgeon's office. They got approval for both surgeries from my UPMC medical insurance as well as payment for my joint- &lt;strong&gt;HOORAY!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; My new TMJ joint might not be in PGH in time for the new surgery date of Jan. 22, so it is now set for Feb. 5. By that time I hope to clear up this infection &amp;amp; be ready to go. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Marlene-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*********************************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wasn't that great news for our Mommy! She said that it was our turn to add to our blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153962920052812866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R4aN-AtIbEI/AAAAAAAAAgw/b5YNIRkyKzM/s200/makemydayaward.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We wants to thank &lt;a href="http://dailyecho.blogspot.com/2008/01/we-made-somebuddys-day.html"&gt;Echo &lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://teamhusky-princesummer.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-make-my-day-award.html"&gt;Team Husky&lt;/a&gt;, &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://tashaeva.blogspot.com/2008/01/catching-up.html"&gt;Tasha &amp;amp; Eva&lt;/a&gt; for the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"You Make My Day Award"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We really enjoy reading about you on yur blogs &amp;amp; being friends wif all of you.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153964869967965266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R4aPvgtIbFI/AAAAAAAAAg4/0rAREoV7QwA/s200/DSCN1098.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153967829200432242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R4aSbwtIbHI/AAAAAAAAAhI/D88B-ZuC3mo/s200/DSCN1099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here we are wif our Josh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Til next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-6262632544955947930?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6262632544955947930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=6262632544955947930' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/6262632544955947930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/6262632544955947930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-bad-ugly-more-bad-excellent.html' title='The Good, The Bad, The Ugly, More Bad, &amp; the Excellent!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R4aA7gtIbBI/AAAAAAAAAgY/FijsjuRgG48/s72-c/DSCN1087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-792454300278287091</id><published>2007-12-24T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T13:34:31.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO ALL &amp; A VERY HEALTHY &amp; HAPPY NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R2_7LgtIbAI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/xiiCZelFkpI/s1600-h/DSCN1023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147609074284129282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R2_7LgtIbAI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/xiiCZelFkpI/s200/DSCN1023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; -Marlene, Cosmos, Juneau &amp;amp; the Rest of the Mullin Clan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-792454300278287091?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/792454300278287091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=792454300278287091' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/792454300278287091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/792454300278287091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-holidays-to-all-very-healthy.html' title='HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO ALL &amp; A VERY HEALTHY &amp; HAPPY NEW YEAR!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R2_7LgtIbAI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/xiiCZelFkpI/s72-c/DSCN1023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-134286768388733339</id><published>2007-12-21T14:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T14:59:42.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WOO HOO, THE STILLERS WON!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our daddy was so happy that the Stillers won 41 - 24 &amp;amp; beat the pants off of those Rams. He posed wif us after the game wif the original 'Terrible Towel.' I bets &lt;a href="http://joestains.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joey &amp;amp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://joestains.blogspot.com/"&gt; Tanner&lt;/a&gt; were happy that they won again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146515768884095970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R2wY0wtIa-I/AAAAAAAAAgA/8jO_A-ZhYOk/s200/DSCN1082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146515777474030578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R2wY1QtIa_I/AAAAAAAAAgI/IovnFLWgyoI/s200/DSCN1083.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R2wYBgtIa8I/AAAAAAAAAfw/YQFrb0m1ex0/s1600-h/DSCN1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R2wYCAtIa9I/AAAAAAAAAf4/A2T-6arzx9Q/s1600-h/DSCN1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-134286768388733339?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/134286768388733339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=134286768388733339' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/134286768388733339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/134286768388733339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/12/woo-hoo-stillers-won.html' title='WOO HOO, THE STILLERS WON!!!!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R2wY0wtIa-I/AAAAAAAAAgA/8jO_A-ZhYOk/s72-c/DSCN1082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-3678390103358033406</id><published>2007-12-12T12:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T14:34:24.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shanna Maidel (1997-2006)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R2Aa2vPvXBI/AAAAAAAAAeY/oASXpCQpBy4/s1600-h/1Shanna6wks-JUN1997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143140302154849298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R2Aa2vPvXBI/AAAAAAAAAeY/oASXpCQpBy4/s200/1Shanna6wks-JUN1997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe that it was one year ago today that we had to say good-bye to her! Time certainly does fly - TOO FAST! Here is our Shanna's story -- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R2AaqfPvW_I/AAAAAAAAAeI/A4I5c3R_6hQ/s1600-h/2Shanna%26Fred-JUL1997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143140091701451762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R2AaqfPvW_I/AAAAAAAAAeI/A4I5c3R_6hQ/s200/2Shanna%26Fred-JUL1997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was in June during the week that Joel laid his dad to rest that he suggested why not get Cinny a companion. Through word-of-mouth we were given the name of a breeder, Amaroq Siberians, that had a litter of Siberian puppies soon to be weaned. We were invited to come out &amp;amp; see the litter. Oh, they were so cute - a bunch of little squealing &amp;amp; mewling black &amp;amp; white, adorable puppies. I got down on the floor among them &amp;amp; I was in ‘Sibe puppy-heaven!’ One came over to greet me &amp;amp; I thought that I had found the one that would eventually come home with us. While I was playing with this little fur-ball another smaller puppy came over to me, climbed up on my legs, &amp;amp; walked onto my lap &amp;amp; plopped down, closed her eyes, &amp;amp; went to sleep. Well, this little one had picked me! The breeder called her ‘2 stripes’ on account of she had 2 stripes running down to her nose (notice something similar in Juneau’s pictures?). We named her Shanna Maidel, which means ‘pretty little girl.’ We were told that we could come back in 3 weeks to take her home. The breeder took us down to her kennel to meet the mom &amp;amp; dad of the litter. They were beautiful &amp;amp; very friendly. She also had a red &amp;amp; white female named Origa who looked much like our Cinny. When I called her name she talked &amp;amp; wooed a whole story for me. In Origa’s run was a dog house. She didn’t like to sleep in, but rather sit &amp;amp; sleep onto it. I was very impressed as to how clean &amp;amp; maintained the kennels were kept. When we went back to get Shanna, the whole family went - Joel, me, Josh, Erin, &amp;amp; my mom &amp;amp; dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the first visit with our vet, Dr. Sweeney looked at Joel &amp;amp; told him to be prepared. He looked at me &amp;amp; told me that he thought that we should give her back to the breeder. She had a heart murmur &amp;amp; sounded like an open valve in her heart. Since we had dealt with health problems with our other Sibes in the past, he didn’t want us to start out with her knowing she had a problem. Well, I started to cry (he knew me &amp;amp; that’s why he told Joel to be prepared, smart ass!) He said that he would give her 1 month. Sometimes this happens with puppies, like humans, &amp;amp; as they grow the valve can close. At the next visit if the problem was still there, we should return her. I agreed &amp;amp; when we went home I called the breeder. She told us that she would hold back Shanna’s sister from being sold until she heard from us. Well, at the next vet visit there wasn’t any heart murmur &amp;amp; the valve had closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R2AbSfPvXEI/AAAAAAAAAew/uwHLV0kI3m0/s1600-h/4Cinny10yr%26ShannaJUL1997a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143140778896219202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R2AbSfPvXEI/AAAAAAAAAew/uwHLV0kI3m0/s200/4Cinny10yr%26ShannaJUL1997a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cinny loved her little adopted puppy. They were inseparable. Shanna’s birthday was May 10 (the same as mine), and Cinny’s birthday was May 18 (our wedding anniversary). Cinny loved to nap in her favorite spot in front of the bookcase, Shanna slept on the first shelf right above her until she couldn’t fit anymore. When Cinny tore her ACL in her leg &amp;amp; didn’t heal, Shanna learned to play by herself since Cinny wasn’t able to anymore. After Cinny crossed the Rainbow Bridge we thought about getting another companion for Shanna, but she didn’t go through the mourning stage as did our other dogs in the past. Shanna was my companion. She loved everyone in the family, but she was &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R2Ab7fPvXGI/AAAAAAAAAfA/PY94wWBzEPQ/s1600-h/5Shanna2mosJUL1997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143141483270855778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R2Ab7fPvXGI/AAAAAAAAAfA/PY94wWBzEPQ/s200/5Shanna2mosJUL1997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;constantly by my side. She was a very healthy Sibe, didn’t eat socks or scrunchies (like a lil demon we all know!), loved to play in water, loved to play with her toys, but didn’t do much ‘talking or wooing.’ She would sit, lay down, give you one paw, then give you her other paw. She loved to eat apples with Joel, taking pieces very daintily from his fingers. Shanna was an obediance school drop-out. I had a trainer come to the house for 8 weeks to work with me &amp;amp; her. The woman agreed that she was 'one stubborn girl!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When she was 8 yrs. old on a Saturday around 6:30am, Josh&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R2AbG_PvXCI/AAAAAAAAAeg/YIZyGnUmclU/s1600-h/5Shanna2mosJUL1997.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; came running up to our bedroom to tell us that Shanna couldn’t get up off the floor &amp;amp; was screaming. We ran down to his room in the basement &amp;amp; found Shanna in a lot of pain. We called our vet &amp;amp; found out that he didn’t have Saturday hours any more. So, Joel wrapped her in a blanket &amp;amp; we took her to our horse vet’s small animal clinic. All of the vets there were at a conference. They gave us the name of the vet who we are using now &amp;amp; who is also an emergency clinic. They told us to bring her at once. Nothing showed up on the x-rays. They said that she probably just bruised her leg &amp;amp; gave her doggy motrin &amp;amp; pain medicine. The vet showed us Shanna’s x-rays. She said that there were no signs of hip dysplasia &amp;amp; that her skeleton was strong. She bounced back from whatever had happened to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just 9 months later in the evening in March 2006 that she slipped on the ice on the side run &amp;amp; couldn’t stand. Joel &amp;amp; I rushed her to the vet. Shanna had torn her ACL &amp;amp; their orthopedic specialist would be able to do her surgery the next day. I was a basket case over this remembering what we went through with Cinny. They didn’t understand why I was so scared about her having the surgery since they didn’t know us at the time Cinny went through this. Joel talked to her while I was in the bathroom. The vet took me aside &amp;amp; said to remember that Shanna is much younger than Cinny was &amp;amp; that she had strong legs &amp;amp; back. I agreed for the surgery. Met Vet Animal Hospital was great - they did everything they could for her, but it was a nightmare. She rejected the stitches &amp;amp; they had to go back in 2 more times in 2 weeks. They wouldn’t let her leave the hospital until they thought she was ready. Joel took me out to visit her during her stay there. We got through the healing time period, but her beautiful fur did not grow back over the surgery site. Her thyroid stopped working right which showed up on the blood work. Once she started the meds, her fur grew back fully. Erin &amp;amp; I noticed that she wasn’t walking very well. She wasn’t in a lot of pain though. During her hard rehab, she had developed hip dysplasia on the side where she had the surgery. I had a gut feeling that we wouldn’t have her through another winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year ago today, I had left her in from the side run. I went upstairs to ride my exercise bike. All of a sudden I heard howling &amp;amp; shrieking. Shanna had been coming upstairs to be with me, had tripped on the landing, &amp;amp; I knew she tore her ACL in her ‘good’ back leg. I sat on the landing &amp;amp; held her &amp;amp; cried. I helped her downstairs &amp;amp; called Joel. He had been taking my mom food shopping. He came home &amp;amp; we took her to Met Vet. This was it, I knew it, Shanna wouldn’t be coming home with us! The vet took x-rays &amp;amp; came out to tell us what I already knew. She had torn her ACL, she would make it through the surgery, however, she would not be able to deal with the recovery because her other leg would not be able to support her through it. Well, this time was the hardest of all others in saying good-bye! She was only 9-1/2 yrs. old!! But, she was in so much pain I couldn’t put her through the surgery just to buy her some time with me. I laid on a blanket on the floor in the examining room for 2-1/2 hrs. holding her until my daughter was finished with work &amp;amp; my son could also be there. Shanna was a member of our family &amp;amp; all family members including Carter wanted to be there. I held her in my arms until she crossed the Rainbow Bridge. Shanna Maidel was a wonderful, loving companion. I would sit on the floor &amp;amp; she would come &amp;amp; cuddle up in my arms while I watched TV. I still miss her. AND, thankfully, I have Cosi &amp;amp; Juni to keep me company when Joel is not at home. The house would be too, too quiet. I have never been alone in the house without a furry companion by my side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143141221277850706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R2AbsPPvXFI/AAAAAAAAAe4/c1e1RZrgbGg/s200/13Shanna5-12OCT02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the tears are falling as I write this! But in getting it out, I do feel so much better. Sorry this is so wordy. I’m not a great writer - just write down what comes from my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosmos was the fellow that I needed to help me get through losing her &amp;amp; I am so thankful that he came into our lives! We decided to get him a buddy &amp;amp; now he has Juni to wrestle with - AND THE SAGA OF THE MULLIN CLAN CONTINUES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-3678390103358033406?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/3678390103358033406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=3678390103358033406' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/3678390103358033406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/3678390103358033406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/12/shanna-maidel-1997-2006.html' title='Shanna Maidel (1997-2006)'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R2Aa2vPvXBI/AAAAAAAAAeY/oASXpCQpBy4/s72-c/1Shanna6wks-JUN1997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-1456972958852084744</id><published>2007-12-09T19:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T19:29:23.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Juneau's 1st Snow Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-4f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=432345564253841231&amp;amp;site=widget-4f.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=432345564253841231&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4f.slide.com/p1/432345564253841231/bb_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=432345564253841231&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4f.slide.com/p2/432345564253841231/bb_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juneau &amp;amp; I had a great time in Pittsburgh's first snowfall Thursday &amp;amp; Friday. I had a great time wrestling him down in the snow.  But yesterday, all of the snow melted away. And today, all we have is stupid cold wet rain. WE WANT OUR SNOW BACK!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Cosmos-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-1456972958852084744?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1456972958852084744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=1456972958852084744' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1456972958852084744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1456972958852084744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/12/juneaus-1st-snow-play.html' title='Juneau&apos;s 1st Snow Play'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-6631525547726722033</id><published>2007-11-27T12:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T16:58:53.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinnamon (1987 - 2000)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R03YXYJKQjI/AAAAAAAAAdg/qYm3E6ob-VY/s1600-h/1Cin11wks-Clov11.5yrs-Erin4yrs-AUG1987.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138000646029066802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R03YXYJKQjI/AAAAAAAAAdg/qYm3E6ob-VY/s200/1Cin11wks-Clov11.5yrs-Erin4yrs-AUG1987.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Cinny (11 wks) with her Clover (11.5 yrs) &amp;amp; Erin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She was our beautiful light red &amp;amp; white girl. Her birthdate was the same day as our wedding anniversary. She loved her adopted mom, Clover. Where one went, the other followed. When Cinnamon was around 3 years old, we noticed that she looked a little bow-legged in her back legs. Our vet said that she had the first signs of hip displasia. We &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R03ZIYJKQkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/28s8C9GGNS8/s1600-h/2Cinny7yrs-1994.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138001487842656834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R03ZIYJKQkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/28s8C9GGNS8/s200/2Cinny7yrs-1994.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;didn’t care, what ever was to come we would deal with it to keep her healthy. Cinnamon was a talker. She would sit down in front of you, put her head in the air &amp;amp; woo to you stories. She would sing ‘the bye-bye’ song. Little bye-byes would be the side fenced-in run; big bye-byes would be the back yard. If I said little bye-byes she would woo softly or get louder to go out in the back yard. She would woo to us the bye-bye song when we asked her if she had to go out. When our daughter Erin was home &amp;amp; happened to be watching TV in our breakfast room when Cinny wanted to go out she would go over to Erin &amp;amp; woo loudly. If Erin would happen to ignore her, Cinny would take her nose &amp;amp; give Erin's chair a shove. Since the chair was on wheels, Erin would be given a ride by Cinny until she got off of her tush &amp;amp; let her out. It was hysterical to watch! She was an everybody's dog, but when I was around she never left my side. She loved sharing an apple with Joel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When Cinny was around 10 yrs. old, our vet then discovered that she had a mass growing on her side &amp;amp; told us that it had to come out because it was starting to grow around some of her organs. The waiting was the hardest! She recovered &amp;amp; the growth, thankfully, was not the "C" word. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;However, her beautiful red &amp;amp; white fur did not grow back on the side of the surgery. That was so painful to see! We did&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R03ZdIJKQlI/AAAAAAAAAdw/2KCA3VDiUCo/s1600-h/5Cinny10yrs-Dec1997.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138001844324942418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R03ZdIJKQlI/AAAAAAAAAdw/2KCA3VDiUCo/s200/5Cinny10yrs-Dec1997.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lots of tests &amp;amp; every one of them came back normal. But her beautiful red &amp;amp; white fur did not grow back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The winter before Cinny became 12, she was out in the side run. Joel &amp;amp; I heard a loud scream from her. We hurried out &amp;amp; found her on the ground. She apparently had slipped on the ice &amp;amp; could not get up. I thought we were saying good-bye to her that night. We got her inside &amp;amp; the next morning I called our vet. He saw her that day. She had torn the ACL in her back leg. He told us that surgery could fix it. Since he did not do that type of surgery he recommended us to an orthopedic vet in the area who only took patients strictly by referrals from other vets. We took Cinny to this so-called great doctor! Do I sound cynical!! Well, he gave us great hope that even at her age, she would bounce back &amp;amp; be stronger than ever. I remember the evening that we picked her up from the animal hospital. She was in so much pain. We made a bed for her in her spot in the bookcase where she loved to sleep. She screamed all night in pain. When I couldn't take it anymore, I went downstairs &amp;amp; slept on the floor with her. Since her one back leg was so heavily bandaged, we had to help her walk outside or up or down stairs with a towel under her belly. When we thought we were through the recovery period, Cinny's other back leg started to give out on her. We took her back to the surgeon to find out what we could do for her. Now at the initial visit with the surgeon-vet, he knew that both of Cinny's back legs were not the strongest. &lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt;, he left out something &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; about what could occur after the surgery. When we took Cinny back to see him, he looked at us &amp;amp; told us that I told you that the other leg could go while the other one was healing. Joel &amp;amp; I looked at each other &amp;amp; couldn't believe that he said that - cause that was what he had forgot to inform us before the surgery. I had to grab Joel's arm because he almost knocked that doctor on his a-s! I wouldn't have put our girl through any surgery if I had known this would/could have happened! She was in so much pain. We took her home with pain meds &amp;amp; kept her with us until the day she looked in my eyes with so much pain that I knew that it was time to let her go. With Clover, I didn't get to be there to say good-bye. With Cinny the whole family was with her, and I held her in my arms until she crossed over. She was a part of our family &amp;amp; she had family members around her when it was her time to cross the Rainbow Bridge &amp;amp; be with her Clovie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138002089138078306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R03ZrYJKQmI/AAAAAAAAAd4/Cy6IUhsBgHI/s200/4Cinnamon10yrs-1997.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Queen of the Picnic Table!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was Cinny's favorite spot to sunbathe. She wouldn't let any of her other 4-legged companions get up on her table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-6631525547726722033?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6631525547726722033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=6631525547726722033' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/6631525547726722033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/6631525547726722033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/11/cinnamon-1987-2000.html' title='Cinnamon (1987 - 2000)'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R03YXYJKQjI/AAAAAAAAAdg/qYm3E6ob-VY/s72-c/1Cin11wks-Clov11.5yrs-Erin4yrs-AUG1987.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-7669244915151979158</id><published>2007-11-23T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T11:58:00.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Day After Turkey Day, Awards &amp; This-n-That!</title><content type='html'>Hi EveryPuppy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all of you (or yinz by PGH talk) had a Happy Thanksgiving! Since our grandma is in her 80's &amp;amp; very petite, Juneau &amp;amp; I had to spend the evening in our crates. When we were allowed "out-of-jail" for a little bit, Juneau &amp;amp; I started to rough house &amp;amp; I ended up on grandma's lap in the recliner &amp;amp; I mean totally up on her lap with all 4 of my legs. I didn't mean to scare her, honestly! I guess I just don't realize how strong &amp;amp; heavy I can be to someone who is so little. Luckily I didn't hurt her. Well, back in the crates we went. Yes, 'the demon' really let me have it on this one - &amp;amp; that is a first since he is always getting into trouble. Erin &amp;amp; Carter brought grandma over around 6:00, so Juneau &amp;amp; I had the run of the house up until then. Grandma loves me, sos the next time she comes over I have to be more gentle wif her. (Yeah Cosi, I'll remember to smack you upside of the head to remind you. -J-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry we haven't been visiting your blogs lately. To bring you up-to-date, Mommy had 2 interviews in the past week. She gets sooo nervous when she has to interview. She heard from one of her past colleagues that she was called to give a business reference about her. So keep yur pawsies crossed fur mommy that she will hear soon about a new job. Also, Charlie Horse has been a little ouchy so she has been exercising him at a walk around the indoor arena at the barn where they board to help stretch his legs. He's also been on horsie motrin to help him. Her 2nd surgery is scheduled for Tuesday, Dec. 4th so she is kinda getting nervous about that. too. On Monday she'll call her surgeon's office to make sure that the surgery date is still on. It all depends if the TMJ joint that is being built for her will be in &amp;amp; approved by her surgeon's team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want thank the &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kapp Pack&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Juneau's girl, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;MayaMarie&lt;/span&gt;, for presenting us wif the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Be-The-Blog Award&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R0b1d4JKQdI/AAAAAAAAAcw/xsxuJmRxZF8/s1600-h/btbaward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136062318698447314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R0b1d4JKQdI/AAAAAAAAAcw/xsxuJmRxZF8/s200/btbaward.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"This award is presented to a successful blogger, one who can “be the blog” - making it their own, staying with it, interacting with the readers, and just plain having fun."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;And OMD, we would like to thank &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Echo&lt;/span&gt; for presenting us wif the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Community Blogger Award&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136063280771121634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R0b2V4JKQeI/AAAAAAAAAc4/RhktjHKm9AM/s200/CommunityBloggerAward.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"The Community Blog Award celebrates people who reach out and make the blogger community a better one. It also underlines the importance of a blog's readership community, one of the most rewarding parts about blogging. It's the people that come back to comment, adding to the conversation, making you feel like someone is listening and interested."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Mullin Clan would like to present both awards to &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all of our blogging buddies&lt;/strong&gt;!!! &lt;/span&gt;We have all so enjoyed blogging &amp;amp; talking wif all of you. Imagine 6 months ago mommy really didn't know what a blog was! My foster-mommy before I found my furever home, at Guinness &amp;amp; Shiloh's house at the &lt;a href="http://bisbetica-denise.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Stoutino Inn &amp;amp; Foster Kennel&lt;/a&gt;, got mommy addicted to blogging. It has certainly helped make her feel better from hearing from all of you when she has been down-in-the-dumps! We wuv sharing our antics of our household &amp;amp; the horsies with all of you &amp;amp; enjoy hearing about what all of you are up to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's some moping pictures (cuz I knew that I wasn't my best boy self this evening) of me taken last night when we were ready fur bed. I like keeping mommy company in her bathroom when she is getting ready fur bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136076895817449970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R0cCuYJKQfI/AAAAAAAAAdA/WjL9XUe-lSU/s200/DSCN1015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136076917292286466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R0cCvoJKQgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/JFWrcpqjSg4/s200/DSCN1016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136076925882221074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R0cCwIJKQhI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/OOXl-D9X4WY/s200/DSCN1017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK, enough mom (I wuv you, but I'll have tinkerbell flashings in my eyes &amp;amp; I want to go to sleep!) so please put the camera away &amp;amp; get into bed!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Til next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Cosmos-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-7669244915151979158?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/7669244915151979158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=7669244915151979158' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/7669244915151979158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/7669244915151979158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-day-after-turkey-day-awards-this.html' title='Happy Day After Turkey Day, Awards &amp; This-n-That!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R0b1d4JKQdI/AAAAAAAAAcw/xsxuJmRxZF8/s72-c/btbaward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-5953529746848894598</id><published>2007-11-21T11:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T11:16:40.631-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAVE A VERY HAPPY &amp; SAFE TURKEY DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R0RZzIJKQcI/AAAAAAAAAco/t4zIp0YP1Wg/s1600-h/Indian+N+Pilgrim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135328210003313090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R0RZzIJKQcI/AAAAAAAAAco/t4zIp0YP1Wg/s200/Indian+N+Pilgrim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From The Mullin Clan to All of You!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-5953529746848894598?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/5953529746848894598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=5953529746848894598' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/5953529746848894598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/5953529746848894598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/11/have-very-happy-safe-turkey-day.html' title='HAVE A VERY HAPPY &amp; SAFE TURKEY DAY!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/R0RZzIJKQcI/AAAAAAAAAco/t4zIp0YP1Wg/s72-c/Indian+N+Pilgrim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-2127791326090036755</id><published>2007-11-15T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T16:37:16.579-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girl, MayaMarie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hiya EveryPuppy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have such great, terrific news - &lt;a href="http://mayamariewindow.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-my-hero-im-blushing.html"&gt;MayaMarie&lt;/a&gt; has given me her answer - and, I just want to shout it. &lt;strong&gt;MAYAMARIE HAS SAID YES THAT SHE WILL BE MY GIRLFRIEND!!! &lt;/strong&gt;She has made me the happiest pup alive, fer sure fer sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://catzmeoww.googlepages.com/heart3.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;My heart is just going pitty-pat just thinking about her! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133166222250754482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rzyre4JKQbI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ZYxRR778qog/s200/DSCN1000.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;She is my own very special, pretty lady. I hope you all will be happy for us. Woo Hoo, I just want to jump up &amp;amp; shout - &lt;strong&gt;I WUV YOU MAYAMARIE, YOU GOTS MY HEART!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-Juneau- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-2127791326090036755?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2127791326090036755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=2127791326090036755' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2127791326090036755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2127791326090036755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-girl-mayamarie.html' title='My Girl, MayaMarie'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rzyre4JKQbI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ZYxRR778qog/s72-c/DSCN1000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-4794953705151080019</id><published>2007-11-13T16:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T16:41:06.411-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Masked Wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cosi &amp;amp; I were "surfing" the web on different animal sites. He said that I looked like a raccoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132438689366194402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RzoVy48kuOI/AAAAAAAAAcA/jMsLC1_sngw/s200/j0262744.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Yep, we both are both black &amp;amp; white wif a little bit of brown. And, we both do have a mask &amp;amp; a full bushy tail.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132438749495736562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RzoV2Y8kuPI/AAAAAAAAAcI/EBIE_axWhCY/s200/250px-LegendZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am also athletic, debonair, &amp;amp; a protector of all, hawoo-hawoo, just like Zorro. (I put this pic in cuz mommy likes Antonio Banderas.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132439110272989442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RzoWLY8kuQI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Fdzu-r5lhyE/s200/DSCN0916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But, I am a whole lots cuter!! And I have a special kind of talk - just like Cosi - I can talk Huskinese &amp;amp; Wooooo all of the ladies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-Juneau-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Oh paw-leese, not before I have eaten, gag!!!! -Cosmos-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-4794953705151080019?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/4794953705151080019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=4794953705151080019' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/4794953705151080019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/4794953705151080019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/11/mask.html' title='The Masked Wonder'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RzoVy48kuOI/AAAAAAAAAcA/jMsLC1_sngw/s72-c/j0262744.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-1630541678440880174</id><published>2007-11-08T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T16:33:11.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Gots Mail!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130580046563817618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RzN7Xo8kuJI/AAAAAAAAAbA/jMODPDhOTSU/s200/DSCN0957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lookee, I got mail! Hmmm, I wonder what it could be? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130580793888127154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RzN8DI8kuLI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Gpzm5M8sx-8/s200/DSCN0958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new big, pup collar. Mine just got so tight. Daddy said I had a growth spurt like almost over night while waiting for my new collar to come. He had to cut my first-pup collar off of me &amp;amp; got a little of my neck fur trimmed off by accident (mommy yelled at him for that!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130581197615052994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RzN8ao8kuMI/AAAAAAAAAbY/2GBXGbpbTYg/s200/DSCN0994.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy &amp;amp; daddy have Cosi &amp;amp; me wear &lt;a href="http://www.lupinepet.com/dog/med_dog.php"&gt;lupine combo collars &lt;/a&gt;so we can't slip out of them when we are walked on a leash. My pattern is called Muddy Paws. Look how nice it looks on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130581867629951186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RzN9Bo8kuNI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Z_q1RMO4rc4/s200/DSCN0993.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Cosi's collar has pictures of stars, sun &amp;amp; moon. [Cosmos means everything that exists anywhere in the universe &amp;amp; celestial bodies. &lt;em&gt;Mommy helped me look up the meaning.&lt;/em&gt;] So his collar really does suit him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-Juneau- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-1630541678440880174?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1630541678440880174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=1630541678440880174' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1630541678440880174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1630541678440880174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-gots-mail.html' title='I Gots Mail!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RzN7Xo8kuJI/AAAAAAAAAbA/jMODPDhOTSU/s72-c/DSCN0957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-2836679969623466095</id><published>2007-11-03T23:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T18:00:58.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Norris in His New Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129460954687238306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Ry-Bj61ecKI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/m_oPZ3ZQ7bc/s200/DSCN0970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Ry-Ifq1ecNI/AAAAAAAAAao/CcF0L7YjaUc/s1600-h/DSCN0971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129468578254188754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Ry-Ifq1ecNI/AAAAAAAAAao/CcF0L7YjaUc/s200/DSCN0971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joel took me to Maryland to visit with Norris today. I know that his new family is taking good care of him, but I just needed to see how he was doing with my own eyes to give me peace of mind. It was a lovely drive from Pittsburgh. The horizon was beautiful &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Ry-I5q1ecOI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ojUXmgXTnQw/s1600-h/DSCN0976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129469024930787554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Ry-I5q1ecOI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ojUXmgXTnQw/s200/DSCN0976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with all of the colorful leaves on trees. The sky was a clear blue with swirly white clouds. This would have been a beautiful day for riding Charlie &amp;amp; Cutter on the trails, but seeing Norris at this time was more important to me. I'll have my riding time tomorrow. As we got closer to Maryland, we couldn't get over how green the leaves on the trees were. Also, fields with grass were still very green. His new home is just an hour away from Gettysburg. Oh, it was soooo good to see my Norris (even though he has moved on he'll always be My Norris)! When I called to him, he came out of his little barn to see me. Yes, the tears did fall when he came over to me, but they were happy reunion tears. I got lots of nuzzles &amp;amp; kisses. He is looking really good. His winter coat is coming in. He has a little hay/grass belly. His coat coloring is vibrant. This was the best decision that I could have done for him. He is getting fresh air, a field to run around in, a pasture friend, &amp;amp; a young girl to take care of him. We had a lovely visit with Sarah's grandparents. Her grandmother made a delicious apple pie which I was able to try. They told me that I can come &amp;amp; visit with Norris anytime. When Joel &amp;amp; I were ready to leave it was after sunset. I went to the paddock gate to say my good-byes. I called out to Norris, &amp;amp; Willow came over to see me. I turned away &amp;amp; started to walk toward the car &amp;amp; I heard a sound behind me. Norris had come up &amp;amp; put his head over the gate. I had tears falling while saying good-bye to my old friend. Be safe &amp;amp; well &amp;amp; I'll see you in the Spring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129475299878007026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Ry-Om61ecPI/AAAAAAAAAa4/eAYv5pFSLKg/s200/DSCN0967.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Willow wanted to be in the blog, too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Willow has &lt;a href="http://www.petplace.com/horses/the-wobbler-syndrome-wobbles/page1.aspx"&gt;Wobbler Syndrome&lt;/a&gt;. She cannot be ridden. They do not know how long a life span she will have. A 26+ yr. old Appaloosa retired trail horse gelding &amp;amp; a 3-yr. old mare can live out what time they have as companions for each other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the following 2 videos, you can see how the bonding between "new" owner &amp;amp; horse is starting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E4OkXViy3qI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E4OkXViy3qI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CrWmvWbYPRg&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CrWmvWbYPRg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-2836679969623466095?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2836679969623466095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=2836679969623466095' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2836679969623466095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2836679969623466095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/11/visiting-norris-in-his-new-home.html' title='Visiting Norris in His New Home'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Ry-Bj61ecKI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/m_oPZ3ZQ7bc/s72-c/DSCN0970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-9164886110500915233</id><published>2007-11-01T14:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T11:11:14.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Demons Made Us Do It!</title><content type='html'>Mommy said that I am going to make her hair grayer quicker between trips to the ladies place where shes get her hair colored! This morning she heard me making "ralph" noises in my crate in the bedroom. I arfed up sumthing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[No picture due to grossness!] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy took a look &amp;amp; it was part of a sock. No how did it get in me, hmm?!? I don't remember eating a sock after I got fixed &amp;amp; between the meds that upset my tummy &amp;amp; the 'happy pills.' I knows, a &lt;em&gt;DEMON&lt;/em&gt; made me do it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tummy is feeling so much better. The squirts are getting under control &amp;amp; also no more piece of sock stuck in me. I like this rice &amp;amp; ground meat diet. But, I am not allowed to get Honey Nut Cheerios or Canidae snap cookies wif Cosi until my tummy is back to norml - &amp;amp; that's a bummer! Now it is Cosi's turn. He got caught 'red pawed' wif sumthing, ha-yip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Juneau-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127938569678777058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoY9cu6auI/AAAAAAAAAaI/QXAtUQa_HwA/s200/DSCN0954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;But mommy, I can splain. It wasn't me wif yur washcloth. I was taken over by a &lt;em&gt;DEMON&lt;/em&gt;! It can happen. Check out &lt;a href="http://joestains.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-howloweeeen.html"&gt;Joey &amp;amp; Tanner's Blog&lt;/a&gt;. They were possessed by a demon thingy. It jumped out of them &amp;amp; over to me &amp;amp; Juneau in Pittsburgh. When you yelled, you scared it out of me. I would never take yur washcloth off of the towel rack! (Ahh Cosi, yes you would, I seen you do it other times &amp;amp; rub against mommy's &amp;amp; daddy's towels! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Psst, Juneau, you tattle-tail you are not helping me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cosmos-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-9164886110500915233?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/9164886110500915233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=9164886110500915233' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/9164886110500915233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/9164886110500915233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/11/demons-made-us-do-it.html' title='The Demons Made Us Do It!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoY9cu6auI/AAAAAAAAAaI/QXAtUQa_HwA/s72-c/DSCN0954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-244392193044160520</id><published>2007-10-30T14:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T14:28:15.377-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye-Bye Blankie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyjgHsu6apI/AAAAAAAAAZg/vk9OocPoXTw/s1600-h/DSCN0952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127594598632942226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyjgHsu6apI/AAAAAAAAAZg/vk9OocPoXTw/s200/DSCN0952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You took care of me well, blankie. From the day mommy &amp;amp; daddy brught me home from Met Vet on Friday after I gots my ‘fixed’ surgery, you were there to comfy &amp;amp; cushion me on the floor &amp;amp; in &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Ryjjosu6arI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Y6djGslb53c/s1600-h/DSCN0953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127598464103508658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Ryjjosu6arI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Y6djGslb53c/s200/DSCN0953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my crate at night. But, today I started to feel a whole lot better, &amp;amp; I just couldn’t help it! You know they call me ‘the demon puppy’ &amp;amp; it is so near to that halloweeny time. Well, mommy was taking her shower to get ready for work. I got bored in my crate &amp;amp; you were just there. I chewed the stuffin’ right out of you. I KILT YOU - I AM SO SORRY! I hopes sumone doesn’t turn me in to the ‘pawleece’ for doing it. I try so hard to be good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Juneau- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-244392193044160520?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/244392193044160520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=244392193044160520' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/244392193044160520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/244392193044160520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/10/bye-bye-blankie.html' title='Bye-Bye Blankie!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyjgHsu6apI/AAAAAAAAAZg/vk9OocPoXTw/s72-c/DSCN0952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-5291704087000102969</id><published>2007-10-28T14:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T10:05:13.607-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Look At Me!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hi-Yip EveryPuppy, &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126463493225736818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyTbYsu6anI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ljTiUapNMa4/s200/DSCN0947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gots tricked! I knows that mommy &amp;amp; daddy wuvs me, but bewares when they say that you will be sleeping away from home fur a night from yur nice, warm home, snax, &amp;amp; even yur bruthers &amp;amp; sisters. They tooks me to the vet. I got weighed - I'm at 35.4 lbs. now - then the nice tech hugged me &amp;amp; aways I went frum mommy &amp;amp; daddy. I gots no snax, no treats, &amp;amp; mommy &amp;amp; daddy didn't take me home to be with Cosi. The next day they gave me some "happy medicine" when I woke up, sumthing was missing on me &amp;amp; I hurt. I wasn't broken - how comes they had to "fix" me?!?! I got violated! AND, to top this whole mess off, I am wearing &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyTiucu6aoI/AAAAAAAAAZU/RmkqZkXXkcA/s1600-h/DSCN0951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126471563469286018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyTiucu6aoI/AAAAAAAAAZU/RmkqZkXXkcA/s200/DSCN0951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a lampshade like the one MayaMarie has. [Just look at me in these pics. Don't I look 'pthetic!] Oh fur dogness sake, I didn't want to be tagged like this!! Cosi said that it is the "rites of puppy passage." If we are not going to have/father puppies, it happens to everypuppy! My paw, it still would've been nice to ask me befores they done it. And, I'm not allowed to run around, jump up on the counters, or play wif Cosi till I get the stitches out. They keep giving me "happy" pills to make me woosy &amp;amp; want to sleep, SO NOT FAIR! But, at least I'm getting lots of hugs and Cosi has been hanging around &amp;amp; laying next to me. Thanx to all of my friends who were asking how I was doing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Juneau-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d0f9be9f19cb61e9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd0f9be9f19cb61e9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6259C5180ABE1BAE82AC59AE1B57328BE9EF58AE.57B06F96123E5DCB6107C4A6D147269AD3192B48%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd0f9be9f19cb61e9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpQQt7CjBaIcugxdYYwL1nWxpJwU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd0f9be9f19cb61e9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6259C5180ABE1BAE82AC59AE1B57328BE9EF58AE.57B06F96123E5DCB6107C4A6D147269AD3192B48%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd0f9be9f19cb61e9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpQQt7CjBaIcugxdYYwL1nWxpJwU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually missed the lil terror! I got concerned for him so much so that my tummy wasn’t feeling so good. I was woofully glad to see him when mommy &amp;amp; daddy brought him home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cosi-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-5291704087000102969?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d0f9be9f19cb61e9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/5291704087000102969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=5291704087000102969' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/5291704087000102969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/5291704087000102969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/10/look-at-me.html' title='Look At Me!!!!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyTbYsu6anI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ljTiUapNMa4/s72-c/DSCN0947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-3439333333809981973</id><published>2007-10-26T12:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T12:53:10.554-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Juneau Update!</title><content type='html'>Mommy called our vet at 12:00. He's was pretty quiet there over night. He hasn't had his procedure yet, but his pre-surgery blood work came back all good &amp;amp; normal. They said that he has been resting &amp;amp; quiet (unbelievable!!) &amp;amp; they did give him a little pre-surgery relaxing meds, too. They'll probably be taking him in mid-afternoon. Mommy will be posting updates. They said to call around 5:00 &amp;amp; he should be coming home tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Josh stayed home wif me while mommy &amp;amp; daddy took Juneau to our vets. I gots upset cuz I got a little worried - will he be coming home fur sure?!?! We had a young 1 yr. old Sibe, Gabi, before Juneau that mommy &amp;amp; daddy had fur about 6 months &amp;amp; had to give back to the breeder cuz she had major issues. I'm so used to living wif a companion &amp;amp; then she was gone &amp;amp; my stomach started to act up cuz I was upset that I was alone. Mommy &amp;amp; daddy got me Juneau that I would grow up wif &amp;amp; not be alone. Mommy did keep assuring me that Juneau will be OK &amp;amp; he will probably be coming home tonight. I slept by her side of the bed all night. Every once in a while when she woke up, she gave me a pet. I ate honey nut cheerios alone this morning fur breakfast. Boy, I can't believe myself, I usually crave for some quiet time, BUT WIFOUT THE LITTLE GUY AROUND IT IS JUST TOO QUIET!!! YIKES, THE LIL DEMON PUPPY HAS GROWN ON ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further updates will be posted as we hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cosmos-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-3439333333809981973?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/3439333333809981973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=3439333333809981973' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/3439333333809981973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/3439333333809981973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/10/juneau-update.html' title='Juneau Update!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-414966848249092804</id><published>2007-10-23T23:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T15:54:29.815-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birfday Daddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Happy Birfday to you&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birfday to you&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birfday to our daddy&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birfday to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted an extra special pressie for my daddy. After a hard day’s work &amp;amp; then taking grandma food shopping, he came home very, very tired. He sat in his recliner, took his socks &amp;amp; shoesies off, &amp;amp; was watching a recorded show wif mommy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124991084675762530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rx-gPPckiWI/AAAAAAAAAYc/tnipau0ZkCY/s200/DSCN0939.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Hmmm, what can I do! I gots it, I can give his footsies &amp;amp; toes licks &amp;amp; rubs to relax him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124992570734447010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rx-hlvckiaI/AAAAAAAAAY8/TB1mgSO975A/s200/DSCN0940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124992291561572738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rx-hVfckiYI/AAAAAAAAAYs/uH7N7Za8I88/s200/DSCN0942.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Here Cosi came over to see what I was doing &amp;amp; he worked on daddy's other footsie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124993266519148978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rx-iOPckibI/AAAAAAAAAZE/aLozqWySJXE/s200/DSCN0943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, then he tried to muscle in &amp;amp; boss me likes it was his own idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, daddy said thank you for his footsies &amp;amp; toes bath. See, I can think up good puppy ideas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Juneau-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-414966848249092804?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/414966848249092804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=414966848249092804' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/414966848249092804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/414966848249092804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birfday-daddy.html' title='Happy Birfday Daddy!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rx-gPPckiWI/AAAAAAAAAYc/tnipau0ZkCY/s72-c/DSCN0939.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-1384217380523287522</id><published>2007-10-22T17:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T17:34:41.289-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Conversion Movie Software</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Mommy has a Nikon Coolpix P4 digital camera. It also lets her record movies. However, the movies are recorded in Quicktime .mov mode. Sumtimes the files are too big to upload onto YouTube or Blogger. She has been looking for software to help convert the .mov files into .avi or .wmv which are smaller. One of the computer techs where she works, investigated into software which would help her do this. He found for her ImToo MOV Converter v.3.1. The movie below is of me &amp;amp; Juneau playing football which we had on our blog back in July. Mommy had found software on the web which converted the file, but it also had advertisements running through wif our movie. Below is the same movie of us playing football that she converted using the new software that she got in the mail today. It works &amp;amp; look how clear it is! The website for this software is &lt;a href="http://www.imtoo.com/mov-converter.html"&gt;http://www.imtoo.com/mov-converter.html&lt;/a&gt;. It was $29.00. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1245d0617e062939" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1245d0617e062939%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B8DFC67D40AAE27076C97C3102A6222EC31C731.27BD4BB513B6BDB054CF57D63E21794D9C1A9DB6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1245d0617e062939%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxpxbF3GtVnq5ex5pVxzD4e3HOmk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1245d0617e062939%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B8DFC67D40AAE27076C97C3102A6222EC31C731.27BD4BB513B6BDB054CF57D63E21794D9C1A9DB6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1245d0617e062939%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxpxbF3GtVnq5ex5pVxzD4e3HOmk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is the movie of daddy riding Charlie Horse when Mommy wasn't allowed to. She couldn't post this before cuz it was too large &amp;amp; couldn't be downloaded.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b5a41024ae74d59b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db5a41024ae74d59b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1530A0C0B393763BA62E04B0613D34E83A492542.FD1E15795C89475D814724D7AA0CF95A3F8B2E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db5a41024ae74d59b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8yWa7OIws08fG9i_fzZpQFjMqRc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db5a41024ae74d59b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330062768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1530A0C0B393763BA62E04B0613D34E83A492542.FD1E15795C89475D814724D7AA0CF95A3F8B2E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db5a41024ae74d59b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8yWa7OIws08fG9i_fzZpQFjMqRc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The software comes with a Imtoo MOV Converter Wizard that walks you through step by step. It converted these 2 movies in minutes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope you enjoy viewing them, even though the 1st one is a duplicate of one you viewed before of us. Look how little Juneau is in it - Time sure flies! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lots of Woos,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Cosi-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-1384217380523287522?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1245d0617e062939&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b5a41024ae74d59b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1384217380523287522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=1384217380523287522' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1384217380523287522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1384217380523287522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/10/software.html' title='New Conversion Movie Software'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-8929555247492465206</id><published>2007-10-18T23:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T16:57:00.577-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Matzo Balls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Matzo Balls, Matzo Balls - We wuv them Matzo Balls &amp;amp; Chickie Soup!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123144918829492834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RxkRKPut6mI/AAAAAAAAAXk/fY90Y-oGvMo/s200/DSCN0893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;When mommy had her first surgery, she started thinking ahead about what whe would be allowed to eat - you know, things that could be smooshed down so she wouldn't hafta chew! Well, she doesn't like to make chicken soup, but she does like matzo balls. So she made a batch of matzo balls &amp;amp; used can chickie broth to keep them in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Daddy took mommy to see her surgeon today. He was really pleased that her ouchy boo-boo on the side of her face was healing so well. She has been using her mouth exerciser just like she was s'pose to. She can open her mouth, in spite of not having a left TMJ joint in, a little better than when the last replacement joint was ever in. Her doctor said that she can start to eat everything that she wants as she can tolerate. She has to stay away from anything really crunchy &amp;amp; hard, such as raw carrots &amp;amp; nuts. He also told her that she could ride Charlie Horse. Daddy didn't tell him that he had already helped her up on Charlie &amp;amp; she rode him just around on the stable's property. But now she has the OK from him to go riding on the trails. She is looking forward to that this weekend, weather permitting. It is s'pose to rain on Saturday, so she'll just exercise Charlie on the property. On Sunday, before the Stiller game (mommy will program the DVR to record the kick-off for daddy in case they get home a little late) daddy said that he'll take mommy on the trails cuz the weather is spose to be clear wif no rain (time will tell!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123149428545153698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RxkVQvut6qI/AAAAAAAAAYE/jWZOBzupAEQ/s200/DSCN0920.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy shared some of her matzo balls wif us for our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RxkWB_ut6sI/AAAAAAAAAYU/2Mi7Pr2OzYc/s1600-h/DSCN0921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123150274653711042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RxkWB_ut6sI/AAAAAAAAAYU/2Mi7Pr2OzYc/s200/DSCN0921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RxkVxvut6rI/AAAAAAAAAYM/5GiFnAHGj_o/s1600-h/DSCN0922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123149995480836786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RxkVxvut6rI/AAAAAAAAAYM/5GiFnAHGj_o/s200/DSCN0922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RxkRxvut6nI/AAAAAAAAAXs/zpU5fRvy4fA/s1600-h/DSCN0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first time that we ever had matzo balls wif chickie soup. It was so yummy. Juneau &amp;amp; I made all gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After mommy &amp;amp; daddy went to play wif the horsies, daddy surprised mommy by taking her to the Longhorn Restaurant (we weren't invited, the nerve!). He ordered an appetizer &amp;amp; shared a rack of ribs wif her. The manager of the restaurant asked them if their order was OK. Daddy told them that they were celebrating &amp;amp; that this was the first smush-free meal that mommy has eaten since her surgery. He also asked the manager to tell the cooks a thank you for him cuz the ribs were so tender, mommy was able to eat them wif no problem. The manager told them to save room for dessert cuz they were on him. That was very nice of him! Mommy was so excited that she could eat the ribs. She said that it 'hit the right spot' in her tummy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mommy's next surgery is scheduled for Tuesday, December 4. The surgeon said to make it after Thanksgiving so this way she can have turkey with all the yummy sides (even though she will have to cook again this year, but daddy helps). Also, by then her new TMJ joint should be built &amp;amp; back in PGH ready for him to put in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-8929555247492465206?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/8929555247492465206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=8929555247492465206' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/8929555247492465206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/8929555247492465206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/10/matzo-balls.html' title='Matzo Balls!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RxkRKPut6mI/AAAAAAAAAXk/fY90Y-oGvMo/s72-c/DSCN0893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-6703535611552908675</id><published>2007-10-14T21:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T22:30:10.964-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Beautiful Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n947rPFh8nY"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n947rPFh8nY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Daddy took mommy to see the horses at the barn today. Daddy told mommy that he would exercise Charlie Horse while she took some movies to show how smooth Charlie is to ride &amp;amp; how pretty he is in his gait. When they came home from the barn, mommy was all smiles. Daddy surprised her. He exercised Charlie &amp;amp; then told her to get her helmet. Even though her doctor hasn’t given the total OK to ride out on the trails, daddy said that he trusted Charlie to take good care of mommy while just walking around in the round pen. Daddy took the above movie of mommy &amp;amp; her Charlie while standing in the center of the round pen with her. Look at the big smile on her face! That was great therapy for her to be back on her horsie again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juneau &amp;amp; I have never been to the barn to visit the horsies. Dogs aren’t allowed on the property unless they are the barn dogs. That’s OK cuz we wouldn’t want to scare Charlie. He is afraid of doggies cuz some people walking their dogs through the County Park near where they board don’t always keep them on leashes. Charlie &amp;amp; mommy have had dogs come at them barking &amp;amp; with their teeth bared. They are working with Charlie to not be afraid of all doggies that he sees on the trail who are quiet &amp;amp; are kept on a leash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RxQaBfut6lI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ccGkqQ-o1AQ/s1600-h/DSCN0904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121747289226734162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RxQaBfut6lI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ccGkqQ-o1AQ/s200/DSCN0904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a picture of me sleeping by mommy’s chair. That’s my new resting spot since the day mommy has come home from the hospital. I want to be near her if she needs me. Every once in a while she reaches down &amp;amp; gives me a rub. I like that! Juneau has been sleeping under mommy’s recliner. Dad tried to get a pic of him there, but he was jumping around the room too much acting like a doofus.&lt;br /&gt;-Cosi-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. On Saturday I overheard daddy talking to Met Vet about getting Juneau 'snippy da pepe.' Ohhh-Wooy, look what is in store for the "demon puppy!" They are going to have to give him lots of 'happy pills' to keep him calm. I'll have 2 weeks of blissfully, almost quiet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-6703535611552908675?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6703535611552908675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=6703535611552908675' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/6703535611552908675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/6703535611552908675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/10/daddy-took-mommy-to-see-horses-at-barn.html' title='What a Beautiful Weekend!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RxQaBfut6lI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ccGkqQ-o1AQ/s72-c/DSCN0904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-8084723961317270485</id><published>2007-10-10T18:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T19:13:12.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I ADMIT IT - I AM A PUPPY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rw1WuPut6kI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/w0XUTIMg4O0/s1600-h/DSCN0800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119843703886572098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rw1WuPut6kI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/w0XUTIMg4O0/s200/DSCN0800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, woo, Woo, WOO - I admit it!! I was trying to be the bestest puppy since mommy came home from the hospital (you know the place where mommy got the boo-boo ouchy on the side of her face.) I came over &amp;amp; got up wif my front paws &amp;amp; gave her licks &amp;amp; snuggles when she layed on the recliner in the living room. I even laid underneath the recliner chair to be wif her so she wouldn't be lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday was her last day at home &amp;amp; I just couldn't help myself, I truly tried to &amp;amp; I couldn't blame Cosi, it was all me! I wouldn't let Cosi alone, I chewed a strip of wallpaper off of the breakfast room wall while mommy was having lunch, I peed after coming in from the side yard on the carpet, I kept running around being a wholly terror to Cosi, I pooped upstairs in the hallway after coming in another time from the side yard, I took the toilet paper off of the roll in mommy &amp;amp; daddy's bathroom, &amp;amp; I grabbed the dish towel way off on the side of the refrigerator &amp;amp; had mommy &amp;amp; Cosi chasing me. Yep, yep, yep, I did all of those things!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy was watching a show on disc called "Forever Knight." One of the shows had this guy go undercover (he has pointy teeth &amp;amp; they call him a vampire), Nick, to find a killer. These people are all addicted to sumthing &amp;amp; have to admit that they realize what they are doing. So after I watched this show wif mommy &amp;amp; Cosi last night, I thought about all of the things that I did earlier in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, I want to admit that I try to be the bestest lil Siberian Husky, but sumthing makes me be naughty. I, Juneau, AM A PUPPY &amp;amp; SUMTIMES I CANNOT HELP DO THESE DUMB PUPPY THINGS. I WILL TRY TO BE THE BESTEST PUPPY, BUT SUMTIMES THINGS WILL HAPPEN &amp;amp; I'LL BACKSLIDE!! There, I said it &amp;amp; do feel a whole lot better. Mommy told daddy about my day wif her &amp;amp; Cosi. I heard her say that I am trying &amp;amp; do make it outsides almost all of the time. She told daddy that she still loves me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard her say that going back to work again was hard for her. She fluffed her hair up over her left side &amp;amp; all that showed was her black, purple &amp;amp; blue marks. She looked OK to Cosi &amp;amp; me. When she came home from work she was tired, ate a little, &amp;amp; took a nap. We were very quiet around her. She has another interview next Tues. We're keeping our pawsies crossed that she will hear sumthing from another job real soon. As far as eating goes, this week dad made meatballs for her &amp;amp; meatloaf. She was able to chew in little bits those foods. She even had broiled fish one night. We are all helping to keep up her spirits. She eats a lot of mushed up soups, jello, applesauce, puddings, &amp;amp; hot fudge sundaes (though I heard her say she is getting tired of that one).&lt;br /&gt;-Juneau-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOO-HOO, I'm glad Juneau admitted that he is a "lil terror." I'm so tired from chasing him or him chasing me. Keeps my male Sibe body in shape at least, woo-hee-hee!&lt;br /&gt;-Cosmos-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-8084723961317270485?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/8084723961317270485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=8084723961317270485' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/8084723961317270485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/8084723961317270485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-admit-it-i-am-puppy.html' title='I ADMIT IT - I AM A PUPPY!!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rw1WuPut6kI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/w0XUTIMg4O0/s72-c/DSCN0800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-2154749006544929083</id><published>2007-10-04T14:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T15:03:21.661-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy’s Home from the Hospital!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117559086227778098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RwU43_ut6jI/AAAAAAAAAXI/oRHhRdiz9hk/s200/DSCN0877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mommy came home yesterday! Oh-Woo, we were so happy to see her. She sat in a chair just in case we got a little more carried away than we shoulda’ve because we were so glad to see her. But we were good &amp;amp; gave her lots of wet smoochies! Her surgery went well, a little longer than the surgeon had thought it would. Her TMJ replacement joint had a lot of loose screws &amp;amp; took a while to get out. But, all went well &amp;amp; now our mommy is on the road to recovery. She has to eat smushy food &amp;amp; is not allowed to chew. I see dad bought her pudding, ice cream, hot fudge, whip cream, jello (you know the good stuff that she likes!). Plus, he is going to make her meatballs &amp;amp; meatloaf which she can mush down. Today she had chicken soup &amp;amp; a big matzah ball. The left side of her face is very swollen &amp;amp; is a lot of pretty colors. Our Erin helped mommy in the shower today &amp;amp; washed her hair. She said that she feels so much better. They did a kitty-scan of her face yesterday &amp;amp; a model will be made up of her left side of her jaw. When the model gets approved it will be sent to a company in California who make her joint. It may be ready before Thanksgiving or right afterwards. Whenever it is ready, then she will go back in to the hospital &amp;amp; have it put in. Her spirits are up &amp;amp; we are helping her to make her laugh. I’ve got some red blood marks on my face. That Juneau has used me as his living teething toy, the nerve!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll do an update real soon. I’m sure when mommy feels better, out will come the camera to catch new pics of Juneau &amp;amp; me.&lt;br /&gt;-Cosmos-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-2154749006544929083?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2154749006544929083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=2154749006544929083' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2154749006544929083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2154749006544929083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/10/mommys-home-from-hospital.html' title='Mommy’s Home from the Hospital!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RwU43_ut6jI/AAAAAAAAAXI/oRHhRdiz9hk/s72-c/DSCN0877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-6733918982132944723</id><published>2007-09-30T17:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T18:47:22.489-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Leaves, Marlene's Thoughts, Cosi's Telling, &amp; Juneau's 'Splaining</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116119645118392722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RwAbtfut6ZI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Lcu5Mwcn5i8/s200/DSCN0883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116119885636561330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RwAb7fut6bI/AAAAAAAAAWA/axLkyj0cmqo/s200/DSCN0884.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promised Echo that I would take some pictures of the leaves turning while on a ride with our horses in PGH in the County Park where we ride. These were taken yesterday. Some of the trees have already lost their leaves. The horses make a shuffling sound with their hooves walking on them on the trails. Joel &amp;amp; Cutter led Charlie &amp;amp; me for some great 2 hr. rides this weekend. In spite of the dog that wasn't on a leash &amp;amp; came flying at Charlie &amp;amp; me, we still had a great ride. Cutter came barreling after the dog to get it away from us. He is not a cow horse, but he sure loves to herd dogs who are not on a leash to protect Charlie. He also loves to chase turkeys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joel talked to the little girl, Sarah, who is Norris's new owner. She said to tell me that she is taking great care of him. She brushes him everyday. She said to tell me that she gives him lot of hugs &amp;amp; is with him alot so he won't be lonely missing his mommy! She has also ridden him &amp;amp; likes his fast walk. Norris met a goat for the first time &amp;amp; got a little startled, but he calmed down. I'm so glad that this has worked out so great for him. He has a place to run free, a girlfriend to be with (he's a gelding), &amp;amp; a little girl who is his new best friend. Couldn't ask for anything better for my boy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 1st of my TMJ surgeries is in two days. Yep, I'm scared! I'll be a whole lot better &amp;amp; calmer when I wake up in recovery afterwards. I'll take one of my juicy, "take me away" romance (Joel calls them smut books!) books to read once I am in a room &amp;amp; no longer groggy after the surgery. They are going to keep me in the hospital overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;********************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116123965855492546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RwAfo_ut6cI/AAAAAAAAAWI/MTod1AqIApw/s200/DSCN0826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hi Cosmos here - Mommy had to step away from the puter &amp;amp; I just hafta tell all that "Juneau is in trouble again!" I didn't make him do it. This was all on him . . . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116125761151822322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RwAhRfut6fI/AAAAAAAAAWg/jSo-c2j_2xs/s200/DSCN0802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RwAj4vut6iI/AAAAAAAAAW4/OukaVQdSshk/s1600-h/DSCN0827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116128634484943394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RwAj4vut6iI/AAAAAAAAAW4/OukaVQdSshk/s200/DSCN0827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now move yur butt over, Cosi, &amp;amp; let me 'splain my side of the story. I was only trying to help!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RwAhzPut6gI/AAAAAAAAAWo/jUdMEpi4PI8/s1600-h/DSCN0827.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I heard mommy tell daddy that she would like the wallpaper taken down in the breakfast room &amp;amp; just to paint the walls a cheery color. Well, after reading our friends blogs where they helped their families remodel their houses, I got an idea. I'd help daddy take the wall paper off! But, I&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RwAhzvut6hI/AAAAAAAAAWw/1J1UsqD0-7Q/s1600-h/DSCN0829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116126349562341906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RwAhzvut6hI/AAAAAAAAAWw/1J1UsqD0-7Q/s200/DSCN0829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; guess he wasn't ready yet for my help. I shulda got rid of the evidence that was laying on the floor. Then, they probably wouldn't have noticed, or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-6733918982132944723?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6733918982132944723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=6733918982132944723' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/6733918982132944723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/6733918982132944723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/09/fall-leaves-marlenes-thoughts-cosis.html' title='Fall Leaves, Marlene&apos;s Thoughts, Cosi&apos;s Telling, &amp; Juneau&apos;s &apos;Splaining'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RwAbtfut6ZI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Lcu5Mwcn5i8/s72-c/DSCN0883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-8044776160603004662</id><published>2007-09-25T00:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T16:22:48.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Be Still My Heart!!</title><content type='html'>I just finished watching the 1st show of Heroes, Season 2 that I recorded on the DVR (I re-watched the last one of Season 1 again first to get up-to-date). Yes, I know that it is late &amp;amp; I should be in bed, but I needed some unwind time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My son, Joshua, called me down to his room. He has been promising to clean his pig-pen of a room. I do not even go in there any more. I do not know how he can live or sleep in there with everything (clothes &amp;amp; mess) all over the floor. And this is what I saw --&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114609384293263746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rvq-Ivut6YI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QVinNBgsHHc/s200/DSCN0878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh My Gosh -- he has a floor &amp;amp; rug -- be still my heart!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Earlier, we weighed Cosi &amp;amp; Juneau. Cosi now weighs 49 pounds &amp;amp; his chest is starting to fill out nicely. Juneau now weighs 31 pounds &amp;amp; still growing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-8044776160603004662?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/8044776160603004662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=8044776160603004662' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/8044776160603004662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/8044776160603004662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-be-still-my-heart.html' title='Oh Be Still My Heart!!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rvq-Ivut6YI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QVinNBgsHHc/s72-c/DSCN0878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-2917610527143831298</id><published>2007-09-22T23:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T10:06:52.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Norris, My Sweet Boy, Enjoy Your Retirement!</title><content type='html'>(The pictures of Joel &amp;amp; me riding Norris were taken on Friday, 9/21. We went out to the barn to brush him &amp;amp; I needed my last ride on him!) It is so very hard when you have an extra horse and not enough riders. It is the case with my Norris. I haven’t ridden him in a long time. I got Charlie because he is younger, very laid back personality, &amp;amp; gaited. Because of my lower back problems, &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rvq6tfut6WI/AAAAAAAAAVc/FboOq5_1UFc/s1600-h/DSCN0842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114605617606945122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rvq6tfut6WI/AAAAAAAAAVc/FboOq5_1UFc/s200/DSCN0842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a gaited horse does not give you the jolting ride of a prancing, trotting horse. Norris is a fast-stepping horse that has quick movements. Since he is 26+ years, Joel &amp;amp; I decided to semi-retire him. I played a lot with him from the ground. Joel occasionally rode him (but felt that he was a little too heavy to ride him all the time &amp;amp; he also has his own horse, Cutter), &amp;amp; I had a few friends who came out when they could to ride &amp;amp; exercise him. It was getting increasingly harder &amp;amp; harder for those friends to come out due to their busy schedules. I felt so guilty when we rode out on the trails &amp;amp; he had to stay behind in the stall. Our barn has turn-out, but not large areas where he could run &amp;amp; kick up his heels for hours with another horse. It is so hard finding a place to semi-retire a horse where he will be safe, taken care of, &amp;amp; allowed to be a horse to live out the rest of his days.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rvq6t_ut6XI/AAAAAAAAAVk/LdumlEuj61A/s1600-h/DSCN0846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114605626196879730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rvq6t_ut6XI/AAAAAAAAAVk/LdumlEuj61A/s200/DSCN0846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter Erin had talked about our horses to one of her friends. The friend contacted her family in Maryland &amp;amp; told them that we were trying to find a place for Norris. They offered their home to Norris. Robin’s 12 year old niece, Sarah, had just lost her pony. They have a few acres on their property which is fenced in that would be ideal for my boy. He would also have a girlfriend, Willow. She is a 3-year old mare that was rescued &amp;amp; cannot be ridden. This sounded like the best thing that we could do for him! I know this, even as I am writing this though the tears are falling. I miss having him greet me when I come into the barn &amp;amp; nuzzling me! He took care of me on the trails for a lot of years, my sure-footed boy, &amp;amp; never once tried to get me off of his back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left early on Saturday. Here is the video of “The Poopy Walk.” When we trailer our horses, we put shipping boots on their legs down to their hoofs to protect them. It’s comical that when they start to walk, they pick up their back feet – I say that they walk like a baby with a “poopy diaper!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zIbSVnNKYIQ"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zIbSVnNKYIQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rvq6I_ut6UI/AAAAAAAAAVM/r9NCbnq_DVU/s1600-h/DSCN0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114604990541719874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rvq6I_ut6UI/AAAAAAAAAVM/r9NCbnq_DVU/s200/DSCN0865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took 4 hours to get to our destination from Pittsburgh. When Joel took Norris out of the trailer, the little girl’s face (Sarah) broke into such a happy smile (just like mine does when I go out to the barn to be with them!). They showed me where he &amp;amp; Willow have a stall enclosure where they can come in &amp;amp; out as they want to. They will be fed in this enclosure. I gave him a &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rvq6Hvut6SI/AAAAAAAAAU8/_qiFJmoDKzg/s1600-h/DSCN0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114604969066883362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rvq6Hvut6SI/AAAAAAAAAU8/_qiFJmoDKzg/s200/DSCN0855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;teary hug, &amp;amp; Joel let him go. He was off &amp;amp; running with his tail curled up over his back, his head held proud, &amp;amp; snorting to his new friend, Willow. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rvq6IPut6TI/AAAAAAAAAVE/mku3tw12VP4/s1600-h/DSCN0859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114604977656817970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rvq6IPut6TI/AAAAAAAAAVE/mku3tw12VP4/s200/DSCN0859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tuesday, 9/25/07) I have gotten some feedback that Sarah has already ridden Norris around with supervision &amp;amp; that he gets brushed &amp;amp; groomed every day. I’m so happy that this is working out, really I am. I just can’t help the waterworks! I just start tearing up when I think about him. We were worried how Cutter, Joel’s horse, would be in not having Norris around. Those 2 had bonded from the time that Joel brought Cutter into our family. Cutter is finally bonding with Charlie without bullying him so much. Joel promised to take me to visit with Norris &amp;amp; his new &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rvq6Jfut6VI/AAAAAAAAAVU/eR1pGzgfm_c/s1600-h/DSCN0870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114604999131654482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rvq6Jfut6VI/AAAAAAAAAVU/eR1pGzgfm_c/s200/DSCN0870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;family a couple of weeks after my surgery. I think that once I see for myself that he is being taken care of &amp;amp; loved, then I will feel so much better over this. Here are some pictures of where he is now living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Actually, now that I have put this down in writing, I do feel a little better. I know in my heart that I did the right thing for Norris &amp;amp; that is more important than my tears. I did not abandon him, he will not be stuck in a stall. Now he can run free &amp;amp; just be a horse!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-2917610527143831298?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2917610527143831298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=2917610527143831298' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2917610527143831298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2917610527143831298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/09/norris-my-sweet-boy-enjoy-your.html' title='Norris, My Sweet Boy, Enjoy Your Retirement!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rvq6tfut6WI/AAAAAAAAAVc/FboOq5_1UFc/s72-c/DSCN0842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-2202303779919815633</id><published>2007-09-20T14:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T14:51:45.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Car Game</title><content type='html'>Hi EveryPuppy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I overheard our daddy on the phone with grandma about some good news about mommy. She saw her surgeon today. (I know I shouldn't listen in on conversations, but how else would a puppy hear about stuff?!?) The surgeon walked into the room &amp;amp; started off by telling mommy that she will not be wired shut. Daddy went on to say that mommy started to cry then threw her arms around the man &amp;amp; gave him a hug. Woo-hoo, he didn't expect that. Mommy shocked him. Daddy said that the doctors had a look on his face that was so funny. Also, she will be able to eat foods that are soft like fish, pasta, meatballs, etc., if she can handle chewing them, both after this surgery &amp;amp; the next one. She won't have to be on a diet of baby food like meals. So this helped to brighten her day.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Bama tagged me &amp;amp; Cosmos for a new game. What car do we think we would be like. Well, after having this discussed wif the expert (daddy - cuz he knows about cars) (mommy is our typist), this is what we came up wif:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RvK8owm96wI/AAAAAAAAAUs/oucrn1npeoA/s1600-h/f1507_004_ext_enl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112355935448066818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RvK8owm96wI/AAAAAAAAAUs/oucrn1npeoA/s200/f1507_004_ext_enl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosi would make a great Red Ford F150 XLT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Nice to look at, always dependable, &amp;amp; not afraid to do what you ask him to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I, Juneau, would best be described as a Mazda Miata &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RvK9gQm96xI/AAAAAAAAAU0/N6PAeOu0Z3g/s1600-h/pho_gallery_MX5_ext1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112356888930806546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RvK9gQm96xI/AAAAAAAAAU0/N6PAeOu0Z3g/s200/pho_gallery_MX5_ext1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Convertible Sports Car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- That likes to run &amp;amp; zip around tight spaces. Likes to chew up the road (or yur toes!). Especially a convertible cuz I like to feel the water/rain on my head &amp;amp; rest of my body.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-2202303779919815633?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2202303779919815633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=2202303779919815633' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2202303779919815633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2202303779919815633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/09/car-game.html' title='The Car Game'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RvK8owm96wI/AAAAAAAAAUs/oucrn1npeoA/s72-c/f1507_004_ext_enl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-1894737055593462691</id><published>2007-09-19T15:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T23:00:10.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I HOPE YOUR WEEK IS GOING BETTER THAN MINE!</title><content type='html'>It has been a tough week for me. On Monday I started part-time. It felt so weird for me starting work at 9:30am &amp;amp; leaving the office at 1:30. I’ve been working full-time for ages. I’ve applied at more positions at the University. It is going so slow. I had another phone interview Monday afternoon. Hope that they call me for an interview. One of the positions that I interviewed for has not been filled yet. What are they waiting for, call me! Went in on Monday &amp;amp; my boss decided to be in “power mode” &amp;amp; decided to make it a bashing session for me right at my desk which is out in the open for the whole floor to hear. The director of my building told me to see her side of this. Some supervisors cannot handle too well making hard decisions like, for instance, the changes in my position, so I should not let her little tirade get to me. Bullsh-t, if she can’t handle being a supervisor, then you don’t get in the position of being one. Got my blood pressure taken that night. Boy, was it high again. Played a lot with Cosi &amp;amp; Juneau when I got home &amp;amp; got to ride &amp;amp; play with Charlie at the barn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday I got up thinking, what’s going to happen today at work?!?! Thankfully, it was a quiet day. Applied for another position. Well two weeks from today I will have my 1st jaw surgery. Am pretty scared about that! I will see my surgeon on Thursday. It was the concensus of my dentist, my old surgeon (who defected to Ohio 7 years ago), &amp;amp; Big Ben’s (The Steeler) surgeon (who put his face back together after his motorcycle accident), that I have the “best” doctor/surgeon who’ll take good care of me. I don’t doubt that, but it doesn’t help my nerves any. I had hoped that in my lifetime, I wouldn’t have to go through with this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I get to today, Wednesday. On the way to work I was making a left hand turn onto the street where my parking lot is. Just as I finished turning onto the street, a fire truck is coming right at me in my lane with his lights &amp;amp; siren on. I started to back up to turn up through the intersection to get out of his way because there wasn’t a car in back of me, &amp;amp; then, there was this car banging into my side between my door &amp;amp; the front bumper. Luckily, I wasn’t hurt &amp;amp; my car didn’t get banged too hard. But, I was shaking so hard. A policeman (couldn’t tell if he was a campus police or PGH police) told me that I was all right (Gee, thanks!) &amp;amp; my car was all right &amp;amp; I was in the right to back up to get out of the fire truck’s way. He told me that he gave the other car some paper to write up their information so we could exchange what we needed. Before I could get his name &amp;amp; badge #, he left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, my ranting is so long. I feel that there is a black cloud over my head right now. I am fine &amp;amp; will be fine. (Just won’t have my blood pressure checked today, ha-ha!) I’ve got my family, Cosi &amp;amp; Juneau (who really give me so much joy by being with them &amp;amp; following their antics), and my horses (they have seen me through a lot of down times, too). I will get through these surgeries – just think how skinny I will be again on my hot fudge sundae diet!!!! AND, I will eventually get another job before project money runs out next March where I presently am. Got to take one day/step at a time. Joel, my hubby, can tell you, though, that I am not a patient person – I want things done yesterday. Already picked what I want to do on October 1 (the day before my surgery). I want Joel &amp;amp; me to go out on a nice, long trail ride. I don’t care if it rains (well sorta, but if it does, we’ll wear rain slickers!), and I want to go to the Springfield Grill. Oh, this place makes outstanding crab cakes, like really YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially want to thank all of Cosi's &amp;amp; Juneau’s &amp;amp; my blawging buddies. I enjoy talking &amp;amp; commenting with all of you. I really look forward to getting on to the computer &amp;amp; checking up with all of you. At least if my jaw is sore while recuperating, my fingers can type &amp;amp; talk to all of you. Thanks for being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Marlene-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-1894737055593462691?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1894737055593462691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=1894737055593462691' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1894737055593462691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1894737055593462691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-hope-your-week-is-going-better-than.html' title='I HOPE YOUR WEEK IS GOING BETTER THAN MINE!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-1331516890899718021</id><published>2007-09-11T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T19:17:13.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Groundhog Holes, Rabbit Holes?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RucfsNzi3yI/AAAAAAAAAT8/QLVLv05FGZY/s1600-h/DSCN0758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109087146755677986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RucfsNzi3yI/AAAAAAAAAT8/QLVLv05FGZY/s200/DSCN0758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RucgOdzi30I/AAAAAAAAAUM/VsadliZSOWQ/s1600-h/DSCN0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109087735166197570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RucgOdzi30I/AAAAAAAAAUM/VsadliZSOWQ/s200/DSCN0759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Nooooo, it's a 2 Siberian Huskies' made-by-paws holes!!!! I guess Cosmos &amp;amp; Juneau wanted to show-off how rich our soil is under the grass, &lt;strong&gt;NOT!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;These are just 2 of several spots that we have found them excavating all over our back yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-1331516890899718021?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1331516890899718021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=1331516890899718021' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1331516890899718021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/1331516890899718021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/09/groundhog-holes-rabbit-holes.html' title='Groundhog Holes, Rabbit Holes?!?!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RucfsNzi3yI/AAAAAAAAAT8/QLVLv05FGZY/s72-c/DSCN0758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-578744566309665376</id><published>2007-09-11T16:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T09:13:48.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside Daisy Clover (1977-1990)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rub6J9zi3qI/AAAAAAAAAS8/0kGY2Oq0jSQ/s1600-h/1Ash3yr-Clover4yr-day1-6MAR81.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109045876414930594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rub6J9zi3qI/AAAAAAAAAS8/0kGY2Oq0jSQ/s200/1Ash3yr-Clover4yr-day1-6MAR81.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joel used to buy tobacco from a store in a mall near-by to us. He got friendly with the manager of the store &amp; they got on the subject of Siberian Huskies. Joel mentioned that we were looking for a companion for Ashley. This man was into showing &amp;amp; had a male Siberian &amp; 3 females. He asked us if we wanted to bring Ashley to meet Clover. Clover decided that she didn’t want to be a show dog anymore by disqualifying herself at the shows. They said that we could have her for “free.” The only stipulation was to get her spayed. They said that she was an instigator of fights, so she needed to be watched. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rub6atzi3rI/AAAAAAAAATE/1cdEmRwig2E/s1600-h/5Ash4yrs-Clov5.5yrs-1981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109046164177739442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rub6atzi3rI/AAAAAAAAATE/1cdEmRwig2E/s200/5Ash4yrs-Clov5.5yrs-1981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me tell you about this black &amp; white adopted, beautiful Sibe, Clovie, who became at the top of our list, one of the best girls we have ever had. Our “free” husky had 3 types of worms &amp;amp; a staph infection in her skin. She was losing hunks of her hair. It cost almost $300 to get her healthy before we could even get her spayed. There was no question of “ever-ever” giving her back to those people!! When Ashley had to leave our family, our girl Clover stayed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rub6otzi3sI/AAAAAAAAATM/nT2_YtwDIM8/s1600-h/7Erin2.5yrs%26Clov9.5yrs-OCT1985b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109046404695908034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rub6otzi3sI/AAAAAAAAATM/nT2_YtwDIM8/s200/7Erin2.5yrs%26Clov9.5yrs-OCT1985b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was asked by people, “We were told that you cannot trust huskies around children?” Wrong! Clover would sleep under the port-a-crib when my daughter was a baby. She would stay outside of the blanket on the floor looking on when my son, as a baby, was playing. She never growled nor bared her teeth at any one of us or visitors to our house. We decided to get her a young &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rub7Etzi3tI/AAAAAAAAATU/vmmgIEpGIYo/s1600-h/9Josh10mos%26Clov10.5yrs-NOV1986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109046885732245202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rub7Etzi3tI/AAAAAAAAATU/vmmgIEpGIYo/s200/9Josh10mos%26Clov10.5yrs-NOV1986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;companion when she started to develop arthritis in her back legs. This way my son would have a younger dog to rough house with so Clovie would have an easier time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she let us know that her pain was too great &amp; it was time for us to let her cross The Rainbow Bridge, I bought the Mister Rogers book on how to tell young children about the death of a beloved pet. My daughter, Erin, had just started 2nd grade at the time. I was so choked up, she patted my hand &amp;amp; said “Don’t worry mommy, I’ll read it to you.” Ahh, kids! When she got a little older she put together a photo album entitled “Our Clovie” with a letter that is still taped to the inside of it (it is so yellow!) to Clover about how much she had been loved by all of us. Clover was our very first adopted Siberian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-578744566309665376?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/578744566309665376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=578744566309665376' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/578744566309665376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/578744566309665376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/09/inside-daisy-clover-1977-1990.html' title='Inside Daisy Clover (1977-1990)'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rub6J9zi3qI/AAAAAAAAAS8/0kGY2Oq0jSQ/s72-c/1Ash3yr-Clover4yr-day1-6MAR81.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-9091666732349594766</id><published>2007-09-11T16:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T16:21:17.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Czar Edric’s Ashley (1978 - ?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;After starting my own blog page from Cosmos’ viewpoint when it is about the goings on in our home &amp; bringing up puppy, Juneau, I got nostalgic about some of my other great 4-legged family members. I got out my step stool &amp;amp; pulled out the old photo albums. Looking back over the years (&amp; there are many of them!), I saw how these furry companions were not just mere dogs, but a part of our family. Each made a special place in my heart &amp;amp; the hearts of my family. I wanted to place an “In Memory” section in my blog pages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109041349519400546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rub2Cdzi3mI/AAAAAAAAASc/KK5_VJVdFY4/s200/1Ashley10wks-MAY1978a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Since I had lived in an apartment all my life, there was always someone home in the building when I was alone. When Joel &amp; I got our first house &amp;amp; he had to work evenings, every little squeak or knock got me worried. So, we decided to get a dog. I had fallen in love with Siberian Huskies. I read thoroughly about them. Since we had a large fenced-in backyard which would be ideal, we got our first little fuzz-ball Sibe, Ashley. Of course, his coat was the color of ashes. He thought I was his true mom. Ashley wouldn’t go outside unless I was with him. If I went back indoors, he would sit &amp; howl. My next door neighbor had jokingly called me to ask what I was doing with him. The minute I went outside, he would stop like you turned off a switch. I was not afraid to stay in the house alone. He was my best buddy. But, he had a very possessive streak when it came to me. Someone could not pat me on the back without him growling. He never bit anyone who came to visit to our house. Friends of Joel’s would come in &amp;amp; wrestle with him on the floor. He turned out to be a huge guy. On Saturdays, Joel would get up early &amp; go to work. That was Ashley's que to jump on the bed &amp;amp; would cuddle up with me &amp; lay his head on Joel's pillow. During the time that he was with us, we never had an opportunity to have him around any babies or young children. Since we had both worked, we decided to get him a Siberian companion. We adopted Clover. She was just 1 year older than him. They became the best of friends. Though my house looked liked a river ran through it the first week or two. Our vet told us that when go into fights to spray water on them to break it up. It worked! Also, we had to put away their toys. Clover did not know how to share. They became wrestling companions &amp;amp; each other’s chew toy. The day we brought my daughter home from the hospital, Ashley lunged at her while she was in Joel’s arms. We could not trust him in the house anymore, because he would get extremely upset when the baby would start crying. Ashley put his teeth through Joel’s hand when he went to let him outside one day. The next day, he had to leave. It was like saying good-bye to my furry child, but there was no question that we had to do it. We had to take him to the humane society. Animal Friends, a no-kill shelter did not have the room. Joel kept very close tabs on him. He had specified no young children or babies for those considering adopting him. He was adopted within 2 weeks.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109043454053375618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rub389zi3oI/AAAAAAAAASs/Jkyo4XjxBo8/s200/4Ashley2yrs-JUL1980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-9091666732349594766?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/9091666732349594766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=9091666732349594766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/9091666732349594766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/9091666732349594766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/09/czar-edrics-ashley-1978.html' title='Czar Edric’s Ashley (1978 - ?)'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/Rub2Cdzi3mI/AAAAAAAAASc/KK5_VJVdFY4/s72-c/1Ashley10wks-MAY1978a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-8530968505800722146</id><published>2007-09-04T15:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T15:55:59.482-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest Word Game</title><content type='html'>Guinness, Shiloh, &amp; Misty had answers to a new game that Juneau &amp;amp;  are going to try!  Use the 1st letter of your name to answer each of the questions.  They must be real places, names, things, etc. If you can't think of anything, skip it. You CAN'T use your name for the boy/girl name question. You take the first letter of your first name, and then answer the questions using only that letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your name? Cosmos&lt;br /&gt;4 letter word: Clip&lt;br /&gt;Vehicle: Cavalier&lt;br /&gt;TV Show: Cheers&lt;br /&gt;City: Clairton, PA&lt;br /&gt;Boy Name: Calvin&lt;br /&gt;Girl Name: Cathy&lt;br /&gt;Alcoholic Drink: Chocolate Toasted Almond&lt;br /&gt;Occupation: Cook&lt;br /&gt;Something you wear: Chaps&lt;br /&gt;Celebrity: Chris Cagle&lt;br /&gt;Food: Cherries&lt;br /&gt;Something found in a bathroom: Crest Toothpaste&lt;br /&gt;Reason for being late: Closed street&lt;br /&gt;Cartoon Character: Clifford&lt;br /&gt;Something You Shout: COWABUNGA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your name? Juneau&lt;br /&gt;4 letter word: Jury&lt;br /&gt;Vehicle: Jeep&lt;br /&gt;TV Show: Jericho&lt;br /&gt;City: Juneau, Alaska&lt;br /&gt;Boy Name: Jerry&lt;br /&gt;Girl Name: Jane&lt;br /&gt;Alcoholic Drink: Jumanji&lt;br /&gt;Occupation: Jeweler&lt;br /&gt;Something you wear: Jeans&lt;br /&gt;Celebrity: James Earl Jones&lt;br /&gt;Food: Jam&lt;br /&gt;Something found in a bathroom: Jars&lt;br /&gt;Reason for being late: Jinxed&lt;br /&gt;Cartoon Character: Jerry from Tom &amp;amp; Jerry&lt;br /&gt;Something You Shout: JUMP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-8530968505800722146?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/8530968505800722146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=8530968505800722146' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/8530968505800722146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/8530968505800722146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/09/latest-word-game.html' title='The Latest Word Game'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-360055844000648416</id><published>2007-09-03T17:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T17:17:20.725-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And Speaking of Gray Hair!</title><content type='html'>Juneau is doing a good job of turning mommy's hair grayer (in spite of the red she gets every 4-5 weeks) ha-woo! Friday night Juneau grabbed the tv remote control from the end table next to mommy in the living room. Her hair scrunchee was around it. Well, he took the scrunchee off of the tv thingee &amp; took off wif it in his mouth. Mommy tried calling him calmly, then going after him. She finally cornered him &amp;amp; grabbed him by his tail. Before she got to his mouth, the dummy swallowed it. He has been fine - eatting &amp; playing &amp;amp; pooping. We've been doing a Juneau watch on him to make sure that he is OK. Well daddy just came upstairs with a present in a paper towl - ewwww, yuckie!! Juneau just threw it up. Yep, we are happy. I have to have a talk wif that fellow cuz putting things that shouldn't go in his mouth is dangerous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-360055844000648416?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/360055844000648416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=360055844000648416' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/360055844000648416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/360055844000648416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/09/and-speaking-of-gray-hair.html' title='And Speaking of Gray Hair!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-8297740982668164583</id><published>2007-09-03T15:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T16:25:17.807-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Baaack!</title><content type='html'>Hi EveryPuppy &amp; 2-Legged &amp;amp; Other 4-Legged Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy hasn't had time to turn the puter on for us this past week. A lot of things have been happening. She had 2 interviews this week. So she has been pretty nervous &amp; trying her suits on for us &amp;amp; daddy for inspection. We told her that there is nothing to be afraid of &amp; that we wuv her &amp;amp; she'll do fine. One job sounds real promising - so keep your paws &amp; fingers &amp;amp; hoofies crossed for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RtxnBxppqiI/AAAAAAAAASE/0Li1J5l-kAk/s1600-h/DSCN0781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106069357736864290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RtxnBxppqiI/AAAAAAAAASE/0Li1J5l-kAk/s200/DSCN0781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On another note, daddy has got the OK that he can start riding Cutter again. He has to take it easy cuz Cutter has to learn how to walk in his new shoes. They are called egg-bar shoes &amp; are a complete circle. They are different from regular horse shoes. Underneath is a pad which cushions the heal of his foot. He has them on his front feet. It will take some getting used to. &lt;strong&gt;**UPDATE ALERT - Daddy has ridden Cutter since last Thursday increasing time out on the trails. Cutter has been doing fine wif his new shoes. Unfortunately, Cutter must have stepped on the back of his new shoe (it sticks out past his heel of his front foot) while on a nice ride through the park today &amp; lost it. Mommy &amp;amp; daddy tried going back some ways that they had ridden to see if they could find the shoe, but it was really hiding.** &lt;/strong&gt;So now Cutter can't go out on a ride until Micah (our farrier) can come out &amp; put one back on. On the upside, he is not ouchy or sore at all. We all have been pretty worried about him. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RtxosRppqkI/AAAAAAAAASU/lo0NAamk41A/s1600-h/FSCN0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106071187392932418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RtxosRppqkI/AAAAAAAAASU/lo0NAamk41A/s200/FSCN0783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's daddy-Joel back on Cutter last Wed. for the very first time in almost a month. This was a little exercise for Cutter for only 15 - 20 min. to let him stretch his legs from being stall-bound &amp;amp; to see if he was still lame. He did great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-8297740982668164583?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/8297740982668164583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=8297740982668164583' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/8297740982668164583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/8297740982668164583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/09/were-baaack.html' title='We&apos;re Baaack!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RtxnBxppqiI/AAAAAAAAASE/0Li1J5l-kAk/s72-c/DSCN0781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-2847985820782223468</id><published>2007-08-24T15:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T15:51:45.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mighty-Mommy Tackles the Beastie as Reported by Juneau</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://catzmeoww.googlepages.com/AG00600_.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://catzmeoww.googlepages.com/AG00600_.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I heard mommy on the phone with daddy when she came home to let Cosi &amp; me out at lunchtime. She told him that when she got to the back door to come in there was a huge web from the siding to the frame of the back door &amp;amp; down to our grill which is kept right outside the back door. A big thick hairy colorful spider was on the web &amp; skidaddled into the siding near the door frame. Mommy went on to tell daddy that she picked up one of Joshua’s tools, a rubber mallet, &amp;amp; using it got rid of the web. After leaving us outside in the side run, she went to look for bug spray. Of course when she needed it, it wasn’t under the sink! So mommy went &amp; got her hairspray &amp;amp; went outside to tackle the ‘hairy beastie!’ She sprayed the hairspray in the crack of the siding &amp; the spider came out like it was drunk. She used more hairspray on the thingee &amp;amp; then hit it with the rubber mallet. That unwelcomed spider never had a chance!!! I would’ve protected mommy from the spider thingee. I like to chase &amp; eat bugs. They don’t have much of a taste though. She probably wouldn’t have let me at it cuz she always worries when I put sumthing other than food, my toys, or Cosi (when I wrestle &amp;amp; play wif him) in my mouth. Nope, her next job won’t be a buggy killer cuz she usually screams for daddy or Josh to kill them. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-2847985820782223468?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2847985820782223468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=2847985820782223468' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2847985820782223468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/2847985820782223468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/08/mighty-mommy-tackles-beast-as-reported.html' title='Mighty-Mommy Tackles the Beastie as Reported by Juneau'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-6093013886935548734</id><published>2007-08-22T11:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T11:37:38.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy's Got the Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RsxV-RppqfI/AAAAAAAAARs/znUNW2moHIU/s1600-h/j0430457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101547006282279410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RsxV-RppqfI/AAAAAAAAARs/znUNW2moHIU/s200/j0430457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I heard the saying from humes, “When it rains, it pours.” I guess they are not always talking about the wet stuff that comes down outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy has been having a real tough few weeks. She hasn’t felt like blogging even though she truly enjoys it &amp; taking lots of pictures of us. Two weeks ago her boss told her that she will have to go on part-time in just a few short weeks. Project money is running out. She has been with her boss for 6 years. No one saw this coming wif her position as assistant to her boss. Her boss started out with the sentence “I have been meaning to tell you . . .” - LIKE YEAH, A FEW MONTHS AGO WOULD HAVE BEEN BETTER SO SHE COULD FIND A JOB WAY BEFORE HER SURGERY DATE!! This coming up along with her being scared about her surgery, her blood pressure went sky high. Her doctor put her on some meds for her pressure. Last Thursday, Juneau and I wondered why mommy &amp;amp; daddy were late coming home from work &amp; was late for our dinner time. Well, we found out later that mommy had a reaction from the medicine &amp;amp; couldn’t drive home. Daddy took her to the hospital. I heard him tell our 2-legged brother, Josh, that she had a kitty-scan, chest x-ray, EK-sumthing, &amp; lots of blood (Ouch!) for tests. The doctors wanted to rule out heart attack or stroke. Well, we were very glad that daddy brought mommy home that night, but she was very tired! It turned out that all the tests came back normal &amp;amp; the doctors decided that it had to be the new medicine. They told her to stop taking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it off daddy’s horse, Cutter, went very lame. After one of the vets trying to take x-rays of his front legs 2 days in a row that didn’t turn out, they met the ‘head’ vet at our nearby racetrack to do digital x-rays on the big guy. We were all so worried that Cutter wouldn’t be coming home wif them! He is 17 years old &amp; he is in the early stages of having navicular. This is like arthritis in horses. Quarter Horses are more prone to get this. The vet put him on strong dose of bute (which is like horsey motrin) &amp;amp; he will be getting special shoes on his front legs (the farrier just called &amp; Cutter now has his new shoes on which will help his recovery). After 10 days of stall rest, daddy should be able to start to ride him again. On the day that they took Cutter to see the vet, mommy saw her doctor to get her blood pressure evaluation. In spite of what has been going on, her pressure is back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has calmed down a lot. She has Juneau &amp;amp; me to keep her occupied at home. Juneau is getting soooo big, he leaped up &amp; landed in her lap in the chair. I jumped up on the side &amp;amp; we all gave each other squeezes. Mommy started to laugh &amp; hug &amp;amp; kiss us. She has an interview for a new job lined up &amp; another phone interview. She also has an appointment to see her surgeon on 9/20. His assistant told her that she would not be wired tightly shut &amp;amp; she will be able to talk (not eat though) &amp; she will be able to go back to work in the time before the next surgery. She is a little nervous having to go through the job interview process again, especially so close to her surgery date. Every-puppy &amp;amp; friends, please keep your fingers crossed for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If Amber reads this, keep those jokes a-coming - they make her laugh!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Cosi-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-6093013886935548734?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6093013886935548734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=6093013886935548734' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/6093013886935548734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/6093013886935548734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/08/mommys-got-blues.html' title='Mommy&apos;s Got the Blues'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RsxV-RppqfI/AAAAAAAAARs/znUNW2moHIU/s72-c/j0430457.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-9165428959732658647</id><published>2007-08-16T12:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T12:24:26.944-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohhh, the Poop of It All &amp; Woo-Is-Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RsR3WRppqeI/AAAAAAAAALM/SYpthWDhV_g/s1600-h/Number_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099331902669171170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RsR3WRppqeI/AAAAAAAAALM/SYpthWDhV_g/s200/Number_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You know, it's fine that mommy &amp; daddy wanted a puppy or should I say "poopie" to grow up &amp;amp; be my buddy. Right now I deal wif a being who thinks he is the total "alpha puppy!" He wants what I want -- my food, toys, uses me as his living chew toy whenever he wants -- &amp; I can't even get a moment's peace. But, it is so much fun to torment him &amp;amp; get him back, he-woo-woo!! BUT, THE VERY WORST THING IS THAT HIS CRATE IS RIGHT NEXT TO MINE &amp; he is a pooper &amp;amp; a peer. My poor sensitive nose! You gotcha, I am ranting!!!! When does his puppy-license expire, huh?!?! My foster-mommy (at the Stoutino Inn &amp; Foster Kennel) would probably say what 'goes around comes around' cuz I did it to Shiloh &amp;amp; Guiness until I was crate trained &amp; my tummy got under control. I should ask mommy &amp;amp; daddy if they can give me a clothes pin for my nose or sumthing. Mommy even comes home at lunchtime now to let us out to try to avoid the mess in the crate. I think Juneau holds it until she leaves to make a point &amp; just to annoy me. GUESS WHAT, IT WORKS!! Juneau knows to go to the side door when we are playing around the house &amp;amp; he can hold it all night long in his crate - SO HOW ABOUT DURING THE DAY NEXT TO ME WOULD BE A BIG DEAL TO HIS BIG, BRUTHER COSI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-9165428959732658647?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/9165428959732658647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=9165428959732658647' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/9165428959732658647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/9165428959732658647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/08/ohhh-poop-of-it-all-woo-is-me.html' title='Ohhh, the Poop of It All &amp; Woo-Is-Me!'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RsR3WRppqeI/AAAAAAAAALM/SYpthWDhV_g/s72-c/Number_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-3043046682337483507</id><published>2007-08-15T11:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T14:43:01.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vet Appointment - Friday, August 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://catzmeoww.googlepages.com/pe02661_.wmf"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://catzmeoww.googlepages.com/pe02661_.wmf" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, I did it - I made it thru our joint vet appointment wif Juneau! It was such a long wait. They told mommy &amp; daddy that Friday nights are the worst for wait time cuz that's when there seems to be a lot of emergencies. I talked &amp;amp; woo'd alot wif other doggies &amp; their humans while Juneau took a nap. He was a very good puppy despite the long wait. It was my turn first. A nice tech lady came into our room to take blood from my paw. Oh woo, that needle was big &amp;amp; long! I tried to tell them that I was OK &amp; they did not have to stick me to get a blood sample from my leg, but did they believe me - Nooooo! Yes, I was a little wussy! I must say, it was over before I knew what was going on. They wrapped my leg up wif tape afterwards as a bandaid. They said that it was my yearly heartworm test. I gained 2 pounds since April (in spite of being a rather picky Husky eater) &amp;amp; now I weigh 48 lbs. The vet said that I should weigh no more than 50 - 52, so I am doing good. I got my yearly combination shot, too. Then, it was Juneau's turn. He gained 3 pounds since his last visit 3 weeks ago. So now he weighs 18.sumthing. He got his next round of puppy shots &amp;amp; his rabies shot, too. Our vet said that we were both very healthy boys. She tried to give me some treats, but they were rather nasty wif no taste. That was OK cuz Juneau ate my share. He's a piggy. Juneau won't have to go back until he gets neutered sumtime around November. Daddy wants to know why they say they "fix" the dog - isn't it more like "broken," he-woo-woo?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-3043046682337483507?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/3043046682337483507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=3043046682337483507' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/3043046682337483507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/3043046682337483507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/08/vet-appointment-friday-august-10.html' title='The Vet Appointment - Friday, August 10'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447520374637459592.post-6539680854058244538</id><published>2007-08-07T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T22:31:05.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hot, Humid Summer Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://catzmeoww.googlepages.com/j0236472.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://catzmeoww.googlepages.com/j0236472.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just too hot for this big Sibe and for all humans &amp; critters in 'De Burgh!!!' Even I didn't want to stay out &amp;amp; sunbathe. Much rather be in the house where it is cool. Maybe if it rained, it would cool things off, but on the other paw, it could become even hotter with more humidity, woo-yuck!! Daddy had men come to the house yesterday to blow this stuff into the attic &amp; walls of our house to help to make it cooler in the summer and warmer in the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I gave mommy a hard time over eating my dinner tonight. But, I figured that if I did make all gone, I would get something yummy for dessert. Juneau would get something, too, even though he always makes all gone his food. He's a little piggy. Even tries to get mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RrkmNBwbyOI/AAAAAAAAAK8/XIj1rJfZ2nY/s1600-h/DSCN0729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096146458598164706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RrkmNBwbyOI/AAAAAAAAAK8/XIj1rJfZ2nY/s200/DSCN0729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RrkmyxwbyPI/AAAAAAAAALE/tjAL1fvGTbM/s1600-h/DSCN0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096147107138226418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RrkmyxwbyPI/AAAAAAAAALE/tjAL1fvGTbM/s200/DSCN0730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy gave each of us a cherry frozen fruit pop. It was so woo-fully delish &amp;amp; ohh-so-cold!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3447520374637459592-6539680854058244538?l=woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6539680854058244538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3447520374637459592&amp;postID=6539680854058244538' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/6539680854058244538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3447520374637459592/posts/default/6539680854058244538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/2007/08/hot-humid-summer-day.html' title='A Hot, Humid Summer Day'/><author><name>-The Mullin Clan's Mommy-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831790373288653568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RyoT7su6atI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WqpmDDVToOI/s200/DSCN0899-b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOLZa_ADhU/RrkmNBwbyOI/AAAAAAAAAK8/XIj1rJfZ2nY/s72-c/DSCN0729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry></feed>
