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<title>The Life of a Show Puppy</title>
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<description>Dogster diary for the dog Isaac</description>
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<copyright>Copyright 2013 by Isaac &amp; Dogster</copyright>
<pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 22:12:13 PDT</pubDate>
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		<title>The Morning After</title>
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				<pubdate>Fri, 27 Jul 2007 07:43:28 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Isaac ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>So I woke my mom up at 2:30 a.m. This inverted dunce cap MUST come off. She removed it and took me o ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ So I woke my mom up at 2:30 a.m. This inverted dunce cap MUST come off. She removed it and took me out for peepees , I was thrilled. Then she let me lay on the bed without the cone on, but wouldn't let me lick. I got a stern "NO!" every time I tried, so I gave up and settled for cuddling. I woke up around 7:30 and promptly jumped off and on the bed again, much to my mom's dismay and horror! She cuddled with me for a bit, then took me to go outside. Then I did my normal face wipe on the carpet and the alligator death roll. Bliss! I got to eat this morning, which was awesome! And for the rest of the day my job is to nap on the chair with my mom who is having an arthritis flareup. Sounds good to me! Except for the arthritis part... Heh!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I've been neutralized!</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 26 Jul 2007 16:38:19 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Isaac ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Today started out like any other day. I went with my grandma to drop my mom off at work. She works a ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Today started out like any other day. I went with my grandma to drop my mom off at work. She works at a barn where there are tons of really enormous four legged creatures called horses and other dogs (an Anatolian Shepherd named Tucker and a Jack Russel named Ivan) and smells, and sight, and just... well, its a wonderful place. It really is. So I had my morning romp.

Then I went to the vet, which is normally a great time. I get to bark at cats, see who was there before me, and so forth. Well today, I wake up in a cage with this sort of inverted dunce cap on my head! And then I realized, I am in *pain*! And then, I realized the worst part of it... I had lost my testicles somewhere! I vaguely remember snapshots of the day, the vet saying, "Well his skin sure is tough!" The horror strikes me. It no longer even care to bark at the cats, get the attention of the vet assistants, or look pretty. And now, the woman wants me to get up? And out? And walk?! She drags me out, I don't understand this *thing* on my head. Its awful. My mom and grandma are there! I run to them with my little tail wagging, begging, pleading for help. The vet tech barks, "Easy!" I curl into my mom's lap in shame, looking at her I whimper, "I've been neutralized...!" She kisses me on the head and laughs, and get this... tells me I look ridiculous!

On the bright side, I get to sleep on her bed when I want, get extra ice cubes, and am completely adored. On the downside, it hurts to pee. :(

Another brightside, I'm still pretty damn cute.]]></content:encoded>
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