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<title>It's a dogs life</title>
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<description>Dogster diary for the dog Hoss</description>
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<copyright>Copyright 2013 by Hoss &amp; Dogster</copyright>
<pubDate>Thu, 23 May 2013 09:12:42 PDT</pubDate>
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		<title>I hate ticks</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 14 May 2013 08:20:59 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, I don't get shook up by them but my skin people hate them.  They think they hitchhike a ride o ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, I don't get shook up by them but my skin people hate them.  They think they hitchhike a ride on my body and jump off in the house, only to then crawl up on the skin people and try to bite them.  Yesterday they found 5.   It is kind of funny watching them find one, jump up and run to throw it in the toilet and then spend the next 10 minutes checking their hair.

  Skin mom put some stuff between my shoulder blades to make the ticks die if they bite me.  But so far they haven't found any on me, just them.  She put it on outside so I spend a while rolling around on my back because that seemed to excite her, she kept running up and saying no Hoss, no.  Don't rub it off.  Looks like she was enjoying the game so I kept it up, anything to make her happy.

  Finally the snow is gone.  Bad thing is it went right into hot hot weather.  I want to lie outside and enjoy the weather.  But I get overheated really fast.  Skin mom thought I might enjoy the sprinkler, did not.  She then tried to pour water on me, didn't like that either.  She is going to get me something called a kiddy pool.   I don't think I will like that either. 

   She says she is going to make me stay in the house.  What I do.  When she takes me out to do my duty, I lay down on the grass and refuse to move.   She pulls and tries to talk me into getting up, I become stone.  I love it outside.  I dug a nice big hole next to the garage and like to lie in it where it is cool.   She keeps filling it up which is nice because then it is cool again when I dig it up.

   I went for a walk this morning while it was cool.  I love my life.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I just love Children</title>
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				<pubdate>Mon, 15 Apr 2013 07:00:29 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>We went out to Stone park to walk, I really like it out there.  It has a lot of great smells.   And  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ We went out to Stone park to walk, I really like it out there.  It has a lot of great smells.   And yesterday we had a entire bus full of kids out there on a field trip.

  Of course who can resist me, charming, handsome and friendly.   Skin dad stopped and all the kids got to pet me and scratch my tummy.  Oh heaven.   I just love kids.  My skin dad was pretty proud of me because I didn't jump up on any of them.  I did get a few face licks in though.  I am always gentle around children.  Just in my nature.  You have to be careful of the little ones to not hurt them.  So that made my day.

  I was tired after my walk.  My skin mom got me a backpack so I can carry my water, treats and my bowl.  She said it would help use up more energy.  Boy it sure did and I felt great.  So when we got home I got on my favorite bed to take a nap.  Xena was in the window watching the birds.

  I was sound asleep when all of a sudden Xena let out this blood curdling howl.  Scared the crap out me.  I leaped out of bed and tore out of the room sure a demon of some sort was loose in the room.   Skin dad in the meantime was tearing into the room, sure I had murdered Xena.  Like even.  She may drive me crazy but I would never hurt her.

  Turns out she was looking out the window and there was a strange cat in her yard.  Man, talk about over-reacting Xena.   You took 10 years off me.  I sat by the skin dad shaking and he comforted me and gave me a treat.  Sometimes I act like a chicken because skin dad can always be counted on to pop me a treat to reassure me it is OK. 

   I hope the strange cat doesn't come around again but I sure do not like the noise that little cat is capable of making.  Wow.  I never even bark and I weigh 80 pounds.  She weighs 9 pounds.  Silly cat.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Shut down Puppy Mills</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 4 Apr 2013 06:59:24 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I live in the state that has the 2nd most puppy mills in the country.  Iowa.   I may have come from  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I live in the state that has the 2nd most puppy mills in the country.  Iowa.   I may have come from one.  I don't remember.  A lot of the puppies here have.  There are terrible terrible places.  Dogs are kept in tiny cages and get no exercise, love, good food or health care.  The puppies are taken away and sold usually around 5 to 6 weeks old.  Way to young to taken from mommy.  They don't learn all the stuff moms teach their young pups.  Plus thet weren't bred to be healthy dogs.  They were bred for money.

  Many of these places are in old barns or sheds.  The cages are stacked on top of each other.  Instead of a nice bed to lie on they are in wire cages all day.  No one pets them or brushes them.  If they get sick they are put down, not brought to the vet.

   How can we stop this.  Write your elected officials.  Tell them to support The PUPS Act – S.395, H.R.847.  Do it because you all love your dogs.  Because this is animal cruelty at its worse. It is more wide spread then dog fighting and just as cruel. Because the pounds are full of dogs being killed everyday.  Because the dogs can't do it, but we can.  Please go to this site and educate yourself on puppy mills. https://www.facebook.com/IowaVotersForCompanionAnimals

   How much is that puppy in the window.  Really it should be at what price of that puppy in the window, in so many other dogs life.  Please check out the place that you get your dog from.  Please don't support puppy mills.  If everyone stops getting their puppies they will stop breeding them.  Write your elected officials.  Save a dogs or cats life today.  Because only we can.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Cadaver dog</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 4 Apr 2013 06:46:03 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Skin dad took me on a long walk yesterday.  It was great and my pal Teddy got to come.  We walked th ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Skin dad took me on a long walk yesterday.  It was great and my pal Teddy got to come.  We walked through fields and along a fence.  We walked for miles.

   I smelled it a long time before I found it and made sure to lead skin dad to the smell.  I made it seem like it was his idea but I just keep going in one direction and since he really had no direction in mind this worked well.   Finally there was the source of the smell.  A old dead deer, all skeleton and smelling great.  Skin dad wouldn't let me pick any up, sigh but I was happy I found it.

  We continued on and I smelled something else.  Riper.  Lets make skin dad go there.  Closer, closer, closer, there!  A dead raccoon.  This one hadn't been dead as long as the deer and my skin dad said it stunk so he walked me a different way.  But it was a great day.

  Back home skin dad told skin mom about my finds and she said maybe they should train me to be a cadaver dog.  I have a feeling they weren't talking about dead deer though.

  Skin mom cooked me some chicken liver and then let me in the backyard to lay and nap in sun.  I am so happy it is nice out again as I love to nap in the yard.  I lay there all warm and happy, skin mom worked on the yard she was happy too.  The long winter is over.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Happy Easter</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1286084/diary/Its_a_dogs_life/821466</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 06:41:22 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>It's Easter today, Happy Easter everyone.  Skin dad is going to make a ham and I bet if I look at hi ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ It's Easter today, Happy Easter everyone.  Skin dad is going to make a ham and I bet if I look at him right, I will get a little.  I know just how to stare at him to make him give in.  I have it down pat.

   We had a thunderstorm last night.  Now I am a big tuff dog but have to admit I don't like storms.  Too many bad memories from my old life when I had to stay outside chained up even when lightning and thunder rocked the skies.   Pouring cold rain soaked my fur until I was near froze.  I ran and leaned against skin mom who petted me.  It's OK Hoss, you will be fine in here and there is no reason to be worried ever again.  Then she gave me a small piece of steak she was eating.  Hummmm this may work to my advantage.

  Yup, life is different now.  But I know, out in the cold, chained, are so many other dogs that don't lead the life I do.   It is so sad.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Spring, got to love it</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1286084/diary/Its_a_dogs_life/821376</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 30 Mar 2013 07:50:58 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Yesterday I went on a long walk with skin dad.   It was warm and felt great.  We walked for miles an ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Yesterday I went on a long walk with skin dad.   It was warm and felt great.  We walked for miles and I got to smell so many new things since I have never been to this place before.  It was warm enough I was really thirsty when we got back so I drank a ton of water skin dad keeps in the van for me.

  Later I got to go outside and skin mom brushed me.   I shed a lot so she was happy it was outside.  I am happy to be able to take a nap in the warm sun again.  We sat outside for about a hour.  I wasn't happy to go in the house but skin mom doesn't like to leave me out alone.  I am such a handsome man, she says, someone may just take me.  And I am such a friendly dog I would probably just go with them she says.  What can I say, I am a people person.

  It rained last night but is still warm so we will walk by the river later.  You have to admit, being a dog is a great thing.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Grandskin kids</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1286084/diary/Its_a_dogs_life/821088</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 27 Mar 2013 06:22:18 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I wish we could post photos to this.  I have some great kids I get to play with.   Today the skin fo ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I wish we could post photos to this.  I have some great kids I get to play with.   Today the skin folks oldest granddaughter is coming.  This will be the first time I get to meet her.  My skin mom told me I have to be on my best behavior and not jump up and lick her face.  Now what is wrong with that I wonder............  But skin mom says when people first meet me they are a little scared of me because I am so large and can be overwhelmingly happy to see someone.  Just want to show them how happy I am to see them, sheesh.

  Yesterday I spent the day with the youngest granddaughter.  I am careful around her not to knock her down.  She loves me.  I sat on her lap and she wasn't real happy about that since she weighs 50 pounds and I weigh 80 but she was sitting in my spot on the sofa.  She moved over and we sat together nicely after that.  

  I also went on a great walk with Teddy and everyone.  The air is getting warming.   It is muddy though and Teddy comes home with muddy feet and since he is so short muddy tummy.  His hair is real light so it really shows up.  Kind of funny to me but his skin folks aren't real pleased.  Why not, Teddy loves his baths unlike me.

   Well, I hear skin dad stirring.  Time to get him moving to make me something to eat.  I am HUNGRY.....]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Stiff and sore today</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1286084/diary/Its_a_dogs_life/820312</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 20 Mar 2013 06:54:27 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I woke up feeling like a old dog today.  Man, all that hiking kind of stoved me up.  Now I know how  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I woke up feeling like a old dog today.  Man, all that hiking kind of stoved me up.  Now I know how skin mom feels.  Think I will take it easier today, skin mom is going to buy me a wishbone nylabone to chew on and some more liver to make treats out of.  She said we are gonna have a lazy pamper ourselves day.  Oh yeah, I can do that.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My new food has been recalled</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1286084/diary/Its_a_dogs_life/820262</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 19 Mar 2013 15:34:52 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>So the food I just started on got recalled.  The bag I just finished eating in fact.  Skin mom is pr ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ So the food I just started on got recalled.  The bag I just finished eating in fact.  Skin mom is pretty upset.  All the foods I like.  She tried calling the company but was on hold forever.  She left a message for them to call, they didn't call us back.  She emailed them, no return emails yet.  That alone is making her mad.

  So we are going back to Blue Buffalo.  Skin mom has decided the bad things she read about are something called spam.  The company denied the rumors and I have never been sick on it.  I really like it in fact.  Now skin mom is worried I will get sick.  It can take some days to get sick from the bad food I ate so she is going to be watching me like a hawk.

  Today is the first day of Spring.  Skin dad took me for a long walk.  It was still cold but it was a great walk.  When we got home Teddy, my skin dad's son and my skin grandson were here.  So we went for another long walk.  My skin mom says a tired Hoss is a good Hoss.  

 It was a really long walk for tubby Teddy.  When we got back to the van skin dad gave us both water and Teddy gulped it all down.  When we got home he drank a bunch more water and then pukes on skin Moms nice clean floor.  Skin mom thanked Teddy for not throwing up on her carpet.

  I am exhausted.  But in a good way.  I took a nap with Xena, my fur cat friend.  I guess I am being what skin mom likes, a good tired dog.  And the bite mark on my leg is almost gone.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Attack by the Little Dog</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1286084/diary/Its_a_dogs_life/820022</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 17 Mar 2013 17:07:20 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Ok, so we were walking down by the river.  I love walking there but skin mom gets upset since so man ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Ok, so we were walking down by the river.  I love walking there but skin mom gets upset since so many people don't leash their dogs.

  But it was fun until.  This little tiny dog came running up and barking at me.  It started biting my ankles.  Ouch.   Skin mom told me sit and stay and I did, because I listen when she tells me to do that.  She gives me petting and treats when I mind.  The little dog kept darting in and trying to bite my ankles.  What's up with that?  If I wanted to I could shut him up with one little snap.  Skin mom told the other dog to scat.

  I could see the owner of the little dog running up.  Why was she so far away from her little dog.  I could tell she wanted to catch the little dog so I put my big paw out and held the tiny dog down.  Well for pete's sake.  The dog started to make noise like I was killing it or something and the other woman started to scream!

  Your dog is killing my dog, she screamed.  I wasn't.  I was barely putting any pressure on this little dog.  Not even as much as the cat.

  The lady started to scream at my skin mom about me.  Skin mom calmly said, this is the difference between a well trained dog under control and a dog who has had no training like your dog.  You are lucky my dog is trained and didn't kill your dog and why were you letting your dog run loose.  And she said, your dog has better have had it's shots because she drew blood on my dog.

  The woman refused to give her name and mom brought me home and cleaned out my bite.  It isn't bad.  I hardly felt it.  And skin mom gave me treats and told me what a good big boy I was.  And I am.

  I am glad that little dog met me instead of some of the other dogs it could have met.  I hope it gets training like I got so it doesn't take on more then it can chew in the future.  Could have been a tragedy.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Happy St. Patrick's Day</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1286084/diary/Its_a_dogs_life/819974</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 17 Mar 2013 08:40:29 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Don't think I have any Irish in me but my skin mom does, Show a wee bit of the green today. ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Don't think I have any Irish in me but my skin mom does, Show a wee bit of the green today.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Now we have a Lake</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1286084/diary/Its_a_dogs_life/819756</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 15 Mar 2013 07:58:58 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>We got a big snow storm last week.  Yesterday it was 60 degrees!  Now I have a lake in our side yard ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ We got a big snow storm last week.  Yesterday it was 60 degrees!  Now I have a lake in our side yard.  Personally I don't care much for water but I am hoping some ducks land as I like the chase them and watch them fly off.

  I am on a new food.  It is called Innova.  So far I like but the skin folks say it is expensive.  I am worth it.  It is too soon to see if it agrees with me they say but I say it does, it tastes good.

  I went on a big walk at our State park with Teddy, my skin parents son.  He is a tubby little white dog.  I like Teddy but he doesn't want to play with me.  We get along great when we walk together but when I try to play boxer style he growls.  I bet he wouldn't be so tubby if he would play with me.

  The skin folks say when the weather gets better and it isn't so muddy they will bring me to daycare where there are dogs who like to play.  I hope it is soon.  It has been a long winter.  But I can tell Spring is coming.  I saw some of skin mom's flowers coming up.  The wind is warmer on my fur.  Soon we will be able to take longer walks.   

  My skin mom bought me a vest that has 2 pockets for carrying my own water bottles.  I look styling in it as usual.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Today Is my Birthday</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1286084/diary/Its_a_dogs_life/819338</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 11 Mar 2013 15:24:16 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>To be honest we don't know for sure the day I was born.  But this is real close because we know how  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ To be honest we don't know for sure the day I was born.  But this is real close because we know how old I am for sure.  I went and played in the snow to show I was still frisky enough to do it.  I am after all 3.  I got treats and a toy.  It was a good day.  Thanks you fellow dogsters for best the wishes.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>What a drag</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 10 Mar 2013 13:50:44 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I am less then thrilled with this white stuff.  2 days ago it had all melted.  Then it rained.  The  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I am less then thrilled with this white stuff.  2 days ago it had all melted.  Then it rained.  The mud felt great between my toes.  Went to sleep and woke up, the darn stuffs back and it is blowing so hard it makes my eyeballs hurt.   Heck with this, I'm going back to bed.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Snow is getting on my nerves</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 6 Mar 2013 06:15:05 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>The yard just gets clear of snow and boom, it snows again.  Although it was kind of fun at first I r ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ The yard just gets clear of snow and boom, it snows again.  Although it was kind of fun at first I really don't like it.  When it was deep it was hard to get through and I must admit, although I would never tell the skin folks, I get cold paws.  Heck when it was really deep I got cold privates! 

  Now yesterday it was snowing again but blowing really hard.  I went for a couple of walks but it was agreeable to me to turn back when the skin dad said to.  I had on my heavy coat and my fleece neck and head warmer and I was still cold.  I almost can't remember what the taste of grass is like

  I had a lazy day yesterday.  Just mostly slept and didn't even play with the cat much.  I chewed on my deer antler. Oh it's a dogs life. 

  My skin mom took me out to go do my business yesterday.  She had hurt her shoulder and neck at work so hasn't been walking me much.  I forgot about her shoulder and bolted off after a deer.  I couldn't help myself, come around a corner and boom, there they are.  Just forgot myself.   So now skin mom is back to using the heating pad and tells me I have to go back on the short leash and collars and work on my training again.  I do feel bad as she had water coming out of her eyes and I know she was hurting.

   Well, it looks like it isn't snowing today and the skin folks are getting dressed so I guess I will get ready to go in the van.  I love the van.  I love to ride in the car.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dear God</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 5 Mar 2013 05:22:24 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear God: Here is a list of
               just some of the things I must remember
                ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear God: Here is a list of
               just some of the things I must remember
                        to be a good Dog:
 
1. I will not eat the cat's food before she eats it or after she throws it up.

2. I will not roll on dead seagulls, fish,
crabs, etc., just because I like the way they smell.
3. The Litter Box is not a cookie jar.
4. The sofa is not a 'face towel'.
5. The garbage collector is not stealing our stuff.
6. I will not play tug-of-war with Dad's
underwear when he's on the toilet.
7. Sticking my nose into someone's
crotch is an unacceptable way of saying 'hello'.
8. I don't need to suddenly stand
straight up when I'm under the coffee table.
9. I must shake the rainwater out of my fur before
entering the house - not after.
10. I will not come in from outside,
and immediately drag my butt across the carpet.
11. I will not sit in the middle of the living
room, and lick my crotch.
12. The cat is not a 'squeaky toy',
so when I play with him and he makes that noise,
it's usually not a good thing.

 P.S. Dear God:
When I get to Heaven,
May I have my testicles back?]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Thanks for making my dairy a daily pick.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1286084/diary/Its_a_dogs_life/818558</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 4 Mar 2013 05:45:37 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woof, today is going to be a great day.  My leg is all back to normal, as far as the skin mom can te ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woof, today is going to be a great day.  My leg is all back to normal, as far as the skin mom can tell and I my dairy was today's pick.  That is just great.  I could tell as soon as I woke up it was going to be a good day.

   We had a quiet night.  The insane cat didn't wake us up at 6 am by knocking things off of the dresser and meowing loudly.  It was blissful.  When skin Mom got up at 7:30, wow, she never gets to sleep that late, she realized the cat had slipped into the back laundry room and spent the night in there.  He He.   Xena was all cold and whiny, "Oh Oh, how could you leave me out there...........  Purrrrr Purrrrr whine whine". 

  Oh that cat.  She is the one who is always trying to sneak out the door, serves her right if you ask me.  I know a nice warm house when I see one.   Remember Xena, you were a stray also, skinny, starving and living outside in the rain and snow.  What is so exciting about the back porch and basement?  Dumb cat.  Now get over here and I will let you lay next to me until you warm up.

   Today skin dad says we are going to Petsmart because I am out of Zukes treats which they use for training and Xena's raw food.  Then!  We are going for a good walk.  Someplace I have never been.  I am so excited by back end just starts wiggling on it's own.

   Yup, It is going to be a great day.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Restricted activity</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1286084/diary/Its_a_dogs_life/818330</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 2 Mar 2013 05:22:40 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>That's what skin Mom says I am on.  How to restrict a boxers activity?  I went cross country hiking  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ That's what skin Mom says I am on.  How to restrict a boxers activity?  I went cross country hiking with the skin Dad yesterday.   We had a great walk.  The snow was crusty over and I kept breaking through to the soft stuff below.  Well once when that happened I twisted my shoulder wrong and hurt it.  Heck, it doesn't hurt that bad as long as I don't step all the way down on it but because of that I am on restricted activity until my limp goes away.  BORING.

   Try to chase the cat, mom grabs me and tells me to settle down.  Try to do the zoomies on the ice, mom stops me.  Try to take off after a deer, nope, no go.  Sigh.  Now my walks are short and on pavement.  If my leg isn't better I have to go to the lady who attempted, didn't succeed, to clip my nails and who checks me over once a year. She is nice though.

  I have a full gong and 3 toys to choose from to play with.  I don't want to lay quietly here and play with my toys.  I want to chase the cat or wrestle with the skin son when he comes over.  I want to walk in the woods.  Sheesh, what do they think I am, a baby!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Goodbye and Good riddance Snow</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1286084/diary/Its_a_dogs_life/817830</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 26 Feb 2013 08:10:38 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1286084/diary/Its_a_dogs_life/817830</guid>
		<description>I am happy the white stuff is leaving.  Sure it was fun to play in the first 10 minutes but after th ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I am happy the white stuff is leaving.  Sure it was fun to play in the first 10 minutes but after that it was just a pain.  It made my feet cold, make walking difficult, made my skin people not very happy about long walks, just a pain.  But at least half of it is gone now and we didn't get the rest they said we would.

  Last night I heard the owls calling to each other.  Spring is coming.  I am glad.  It wasn't a terrible winter but I love the longer walks and being outside more.  

   My skin mom is on her long stretch where she works at the hospital.  I have been getting up earlier then I normally like to get up so I can be there when she gets off work in the morning.  She works 12.5 hours, sometimes more.   No matter how tired she is when I greet her and lick her face she starts to smile and laugh.  I know she is happy to see me and and I am glad also.  Even though she usually goes home and goes to bed I like knowing she is here.

  Well, skin Dad is getting his warm clothes on which I know know means I am going to go for a walk.  I can tell by how much he puts on, how long my walk will be.  I hope it is a long walk.  Lately the cat has been a real snot about me chasing her.  Just because I accidently tripped on her and just because I sat on her when she was sleeping.  My skin mom told me play nicely or I would have to go in my crate while the princess kitty sleeps. Sure, they never see the times little miss princess attacks me when I am sleeping.  Never seem to notice when she grabs my stubby tail.  Let me accidently fall over once and wow, a big deal.  Just because she only weighs 9 pounds and I weigh almost 80. Sheesh.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>What is this thing called snow</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1286084/diary/Its_a_dogs_life/817430</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 22 Feb 2013 13:18:20 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Now I have been in snow before.  After all, I used to be an outside dog.  But the winters have been  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Now I have been in snow before.  After all, I used to be an outside dog.  But the winters have been mild around here the last few years.  I woke up this morning and wow, the world outside is covered in white.   So......... I need to got out.  No problem. I leap in the yard and what the heck.  I sink down to my, well, if I still had them....... and even further.  You can't walk on top of this stuff.  I leap again to try a different place, same thing, if anything it may be deeper.  And its cold. 

  So leaping around the yard is tiring.  I am just going to plow straight through.  Put my big ole head down and plow a path.  This stuff gets up my nose, in my mouth, I have to close my eyes.  In places it is almost taller then me and I am considered by some to be a big dog.

   I have to relieve myself.  Going to my favorite tree I try lifting my leg and body above the stuff to take aim.  I am still just at the edge, I hunch my body up and try again.  Can't quite clear.  I just succeed in melting a hole right next to my body.  Not quite sure what I will do when the time come to do other bodily function.

  By the time I plow through the yard and back to the house I am cold and feel like I have just walked 2 miles.  I think I will take a nap, maybe this stuff will be gone when I wake up.  But skin mom says not to plan on it, there is more coming later tonight and tomorrow.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Pent up energy</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1286084/diary/Its_a_dogs_life/817094</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 20 Feb 2013 07:08:10 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1286084/diary/Its_a_dogs_life/817094</guid>
		<description>Oh man.  I have so much pent up energy I don't know what to do.  It is really cold out so my walks h ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Oh man.  I have so much pent up energy I don't know what to do.  It is really cold out so my walks have been cut really short.  In fact I took pity on my skin mom today and did my business right at the edge of the woods, she looked really cold and to be honest I was feeling it pretty good.  Reminded me of the days when I was out in this weather all the time and then reminded me I could go into the nice warm house right now...... so I hurried.  But still.  I am a big 3 year old dog.  I need something to do.

  Apparently skin mom thought I was being a little too hard on the cat.  She stopped me from chasing the cat and told me to not be so rough.  Hey, the cat likes it, well, maybe I was kind of getting a bit obsessive about it.  But the cat did bite me on the ear kind of hard so maybe she thinks I have been a bit rough also.  sigh.

  I tried running through the rooms, running from bedroom to bedroom and unmaking the beds skin mom just made.   That seemed to annoy her.  Maybe I will just chew on this nice stick that mom sits on and rocks.  Hummmm, that didn't make her happy.  But she is now filling my gong with lots of treats so maybe that worked out better then I thought!

   Skin dad is putting on lots of clothes.  Layers and layers.  He is determined to take me for a long walk later before the snow comes.  He knows I will be much happier cooped up if I can get some of this restlessness out of my system.  I bet he takes me to the state park where it is out of the drafts.  Hummmm, maybe I will find more dead deer parts.  This may turn out to be a good day after all.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Darn cold weather</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1286084/diary/Its_a_dogs_life/816980</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 19 Feb 2013 06:34:26 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1286084/diary/Its_a_dogs_life/816980</guid>
		<description>It is way cold today.  Since I have short hair I get cold easily.  My skin people bought me 3 differ ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ It is way cold today.  Since I have short hair I get cold easily.  My skin people bought me 3 different coats so that helps a lot but when it is real cold and snowy, we are suppose to get 7 inches tomorrow,  it really cuts my walks down.  I love my walks.

   I start my day slowly.  I love to sleep.  I usually go to bed around 9 and will sleep until 9 the next day.  I just am not a day dog.  Then when I get up I lay on the couch for another hour.  Take it in stages.  Finally I get off the couch and do my stretching exercises on the floor.  Stretch way out, lay down and roll around the floor on my back.  The foster program put some type of capsule under my skin so if I ever get lost they can locate me.  But it itches so I have to roll around and scratch it everyday.  It feels good and it makes my skin mom laugh to see me rolling around.

  After a good stretch I let them know I am finally ready to go out in the cold to do my morning business.  I check out the yard to see if there are any deer or turkey to chase out of the yard and then I come in to start getting my skin dad ready to feed me.  He always goes to a lot of trouble to make me a great meal in the morning.  It smells so good I start drooling all over the floor so the skin mom makes me stay in the kitchen and keeps wiping my face off.

  After my breakfast I rest again for awhile and then start my daily whining to convince the skin dad or mom it is time to go for my first walk.  I don't go poo in my yard.  I like to drag them a couple of blocks away into the woods.  When it is cold and snowy they try to hurry me up but you can't hurry mother nature. Besides, I love walking in the woods.

  Then back to chew on my antler horn.  I have destroyed all the other toys they buy me.  I love to chew so they got me the horns.  I love them and even though you can't rip them apart and they don't squeak they are fun to chew on.  If the cat is awake I play with her for awhile.  We play hide and seek.  She rips past me and I chase her.  She goes under the dresser and bats at me with her paw.  If I get to rowdy with her though she uses her claws so I am careful not to get to close.  

  Then more naps until the afternoon and time to start whining again.  Now for the big walk where I get to ride in the car.  We usually go to the river or the park.   Lots of wonderful smells and sometimes I flush a deer, duck or fox.  We try to get in a couple of miles.  The more I walk the more energy I burn off and the less trouble I get into.  What can I say.  Boredom can make me naughty.

  Then I get a smaller meal at night and play for awhile with my toys.  Skin mom throws them for me or fills one with liver and treats, or she hides treats for me to sniff out.  I find them all.  Nothing escapes this nose.  Then its brushing time and calming down time.  Time to get ready to calm myself down and enjoy the night with my skin people.  I sit on the couch with them and we all enjoy just being together.

  Life is so different then it used to be.  I love it.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Human's are strange</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1286084/diary/Its_a_dogs_life/816832</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:45:10 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1286084/diary/Its_a_dogs_life/816832</guid>
		<description>It was a nice warm day yesterday so my skin man took me to our local state park for a nice long walk ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ It was a nice warm day yesterday so my skin man took me to our local state park for a nice long walk.  I love that park.  So many smells!  I was on the retractable leash which I like.  I can go our quite far and almost feel like I am off leash.  My skin people say my recall isn't good enough to risk that yet.  Hey, what can I say.  Got to follow the nose, ya know.

  Anyway I was so excited and happy to be at the park.  I love a good long walk up and down hills and valleys.  It was warm, for Iowa, and I felt good.  Trotting ahead I caught a scent.  Sniff, sniff, I waved my head back and forth until I pinned the scent down.   Right over there by that little creek.  I went behind the bush and there it was, my treasure.  Oh Man, I was one lucky dog.   Happily grabbing it I joined the skin human and started walking again.  

  Suddenly the skin man noticed my new "stick" had a hoof on the end.  Drop it Hoss, drop it.  I looked at him in amazement.  What!  Drop my new treasure!  Whatever for!

  He grabbed a handkerchief from his pocket and grabbed my treasure and THREW IT AWAY.  Oh man, bummer.  Gross, yuck, don't lick me ever again he said.

   Human's.  Now why throw away a perfectly good bone.  I mean after all my skin mom buys me deer antlers.  Who would have thought this would upset them.  Living with human's, it's a learning experience.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Boy have things changed</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1286084/diary/Its_a_dogs_life/816726</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 17 Feb 2013 06:32:14 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hoss ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
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		<description>It seems like just yesterday I was chained to my old yard.  The person who owned me still had forgot ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ It seems like just yesterday I was chained to my old yard.  The person who owned me still had forgotten to feed me.  All I had to play with was some sticks on the ground.   I was a young dog, only 2 and a half.  I want to play, run around and see people.  I have always loved people.  Even this man who doesn't seem to like me.  What's not to like. I am lovable.

  Then for some reason the man got very angry at me.   He was going to shoot me. I had been shot before in my thigh, it hurts!  But he must have had some kindness in him.  Instead he called Noah's Hope and told them, pick him up today or I will shoot him.  And they did!

  My foster parents were very nice.  They had 2 children, I love children and another dog for me to play with.  I could run around and was getting fed regularly.  The man played with me.  Wow, this was great.  Here I would stay for a couple of weeks while they looked for my forever home.

  I remember the day they brought me to Petsmart.  A couple wanted to meet me.  They put a leash around my neck which was new to me.   I remember pulling my foster dad into the store.  How exciting.  Look at all the people and all the dogs.  Even though I was thin, I am strong.   I pulled him all the way into the store so I could see all the other dogs.  That is where I met them.  My soon to be family.

  They were looking at me nervously.  They had expected a smaller dog.  Was I friendly?  Would I be good to their cat.  I am a very good looking dog but can be rather intimidating when first met.  I look like I could have a mean streak.  But I don't.

   We went in the back room to get to know each other better.  They had their granddaughter and son with them.  I licked them all and wiggled all over.  I have the boxer wiggle that moves my whole body.  I could see they were warming up to me.  What do you think, the woman asked her husband.  He's awfully big!  Can we handle him?

   I gave them my full big brown eyed smile and he said yes.  I had a new family.

   They put a halter on me.  It was harder to pull with this so I walked better and didn't pull as much.  Before we left the store we stopped so they could get some things they called toys. They didn't look like any sticks I was used to.  Before we went home we stopped at their son's home and I met his dog Teddy.  I like Teddy but he doesn't like to play with me.  He's a runt compared to me.  But we are great walking buddies.

  Then my new family took me for a walk so I could get some of my nervous energy out of my system.  Wow, this was cool, walking down by something they called a river.  So many new smells and I could tell lots of dogs come here.  Then we went to what is now my home.

   We were all on guard the first few weeks.  They were wondering how I would behave and what type of behavior I would have, I was wondering how long I would be here and where I would go next.  I was hoping they would let me stay here for a long time.  They gave me great food and the woman made me these wonderful treats from liver.  Every day we went to walk someplace new.  And the things they called toys really turned out to be fun.  Even the cat liked me.

   Well the months have flown by and we have grown to love each other.  I learned to sit, stay, walk nicely on a leash and not chew on their antique furniture.  I gained weight and my muscles got even better.  I sneak in and sleep with them on their bed and my skin mom says I snore louder then my skin dad.  I get brushed which feels heavenly and my mom plays me wonderful music which calms me while they are gone.   My skin dad is home all the time and I get to go with them when they bring my mom to work and pick her up.  I love the heated seats.  I get to go to Petco and Petsmart and everyone tells me I am a handsome man.  Yes I am.

   So here I am.  My skin mom signed me up to Dogster.  Their old dog Zoey, who went to the rainbow bridge in August was a member.  I can't wait to meet new friends.  My life is perfect now.  I get to go to daycare occasionally to play with other dogs.  I get some great food and I get to walk miles a day.  I sit on my skin dad's lap.  Since I now weigh 80 pounds that is quite a lot for him but he lets me.  And I don't have to stay out in the rain and snow.  To this day I don't like getting wet and thunderstorms make me nervous.  But I am here to stay.  I am home.]]></content:encoded>
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