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<title>Keeko's Adventures</title>
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<description>Dogster diary for the dog Keeko </description>
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<copyright>Copyright 2013 by Keeko  &amp; Dogster</copyright>
<pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 18:45:48 PDT</pubDate>
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		<title>October 18, 2012   (Warning.....long and graphic)</title>
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				<pubdate>Sat, 18 May 2013 07:59:36 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Mama was having a really bad day with her MS pain so she went down to the main gate on the ranch and ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Mama was having a really bad day with her MS pain so she went down to the main gate on the ranch and locked it so I couldn't get in the road.  I had acquired a habit of going that direction and on several occasions she had found me roaming the road. 

She came home and let me out to play and explore.  She laid down and rested for a bit.  After about thirty minutes or so, she looked out the window to check on me.  I was sitting in the driveway so she stepped out and called me.  I didn't come to her, if fact I didn't even look up at her.  
She walked out towards me and noticed that I was covered in blood.  She couldn't even tell where it was coming from.  She picked me up and ran to the house, got her purse and very quickly drove me to the vet.  

Dr. Matt started checking me over and noticed the blood was coming from my mouth.  He finally got my mouth pried open and said that I had chewed off the majority of my tongue.  He couldn't tell because of all the blood exactly how much damage was done so he kept me at the vet office to clean me up and check me out more.  He called mama a couple of hours later and said she could come pick me up.  He thought since I was yelping and screaming so much that I was gonna be okay. He didn't know the only reason I was making such a commotion was that I wanted out of the cage and Mama!!!

Mama and daddy came and picked me up and took me home.  Daddy went back to work and left me and mama to rest.  As the day wore on, the bleeding started back up and I was quietly whining with pain.  Mama called the vet and he said to bring me on in and let him check me again.  When daddy got home we all went back to the vet.  He gave me a shot to get my blood to clot and a pain shot.  He also gave mama four more pain shots to use later.  

Mama gave me a gentle warm bath and cuddled me until I was dry. We went to bed and mama cried herself to sleep.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Lotsa Stuff</title>
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				<pubdate>Sat, 18 May 2013 07:12:17 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, where to start?  Lotsa stuff has gone on since 2009, my last diary entry.  

In 2010 not muc ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, where to start?  Lotsa stuff has gone on since 2009, my last diary entry.  

In 2010 not much happened except we adopted another rat terrier named Hank.  We got along pretty good except I didn't really like it when he sat in mama's lap.  We ended up having to give him back to the adoption agency cause he was allergic to pecans and we had a huge pecan tree in the back yard.  In fact, there were pecan trees all over town.  He would eat the pecans and then cough and choke so bad.  Mama really loved him and hated to send him back but we heard later that he got adopted really quick and went to a great home, with no pecans around.  LOL

In 2011 and half of 2012 we were in the Fort Worth, Texas area.  We sold our house in Menard which meant no more doggie doors and moved into our travel trailer with Daddy.  Mama had been living in Menard and Daddy lived in the travel trailer in the Fort Worth area so he could work.  They decided they wanted to be together and so that's what happened.  Daddy was working night times so me and mama had to very quiet during the day.  We went to the park walking ALOT.  It was a really cool park with a river in the middle of it with lots of ducks.  I got to bark and chase the ducks usually right before we got in the truck to leave the park.  

In July 2012 Daddy got a new job in the Comanche, TX area so we took our house and moved.  We were staying in the coolest place.  There was LOTS of open land and a pond, lots of things to chase and bark at like deer, turkey, rabbits, squirrels, cats, just to name a few.  They also left lots of cool good smelly stuff to roll in.  BOL  I didn't have to have a leash or fence, I could run and play as much and as far as I wanted.  Me and mama would take really long walks to the pond and I would chase the frogs and deer.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I played tug with a Doxie, really...........</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 8 Jul 2009 02:31:08 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>This  weekend me and my family went on a little vacation to the lake.  There were LOTS of other dogs ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ This  weekend me and my family went on a little vacation to the lake.  There were LOTS of other dogs there.  I stayed away from most of them cause they were WAY bigger than me and a little bit mean.  
There was however, a very cute (yeah right) doxie puppy.  He tried to kill mama with doxie kisses and she kept letting him.  Everyone thought I was being a little too rough for the poor little thing.  (again, yeah right)  He had used his mind control to get all the furless ones.   He would lay in their laps and cover them with those doxie kisses.  They would oooo and aaahhh and giggle like a bunch of kids.  Then he would attack me and bite with those razors he had for teeth. 
One particular time during his mind control session on my furless aunt, he jumped down from her lap and attacked me.  I was attacking back when my furless aunt reached to pick him up.  I was not through with my attack so I grabbed him with my front paws.  My furless aunt was pulling his tail side and I was pulling his head side.  I think he stretched another good 6 inches.  Maybe that's how they came to be so long, hmmm, it's a thought..............................]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Spider Rock!!!!!</title>
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				<pubdate>Fri, 24 Oct 2008 07:55:02 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well  me and mama were on one of our daily walks to the pier and I saw this strange looking thing.   ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well  me and mama were on one of our daily walks to the pier and I saw this strange looking thing.  It looked kinda like a rock but when I smelled it, it had arms that came up and pinched my nose.  OUCH!!!

I pushed it with my paw and another arm came up and pinched my paw.  What kind of rock has pinching arms?  I quickly swatted and back away.  Ha mr. rock.  I got you  now.  I swatted at it again but then made the mistake of sniffing again.  (I have short term memory problems)(it's a terrier thing, I think).  

Anyway, this sniff made the wierd rock stand up and move.  It wasn't a rock at all.  He looked like a gigantic spider but mama wasn't screaming so I knew he was one of those.  What kind of creature was this thing.  I put my nose up under it and shoved real hard.  Hahahah mr wierd thing, take that.  He stood up and started crawling into the water.  Hahaha now your gonna drown in that salty stuff!!  I was feeling all proud of myself.  I had saved mama from the spider rock.  

When we got back to the trailer I was all ready to tell daddy about my adventure.  He was there with his bait bucket.  He said something about catching a crab in his net.  He told mama he was wondering what I would do with it.  Come on daddy put this "crab thing" down and let me have.  I'll show you what I'll do with it.

About that time I noticed, ANOTHER SPIDER ROCK.  Oh no, run for you lives they are everywhere.  There's no stopping them.  Daddy says they are "crabs" and they live in the salty water.  They won't hurt you, in fact people eat them.  "Well go ahead daddy eat that thing if you want.  BOL  hahahaha  "Should I tell them they will pinch the fire out of him??  Naw, I'll let him find out for himself"   hahahahahahaha]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Camping by the dock of the bay</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 21 Oct 2008 15:58:29 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>My daddy got transferred to a new place and me and him and mama aren't living in a house anymore.  W ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ My daddy got transferred to a new place and me and him and mama aren't living in a house anymore.  We are all living in daddy's "dog house".  Okay it's really called a travel trailer.  

I kinda don't like this place cause there's not a doggie door for me to go out of anytime I want and I have to be on a leash everytime I do go out.  But then in a way, I like it cause mama has to go with me everywhere. 

Well, me and mama went walking the other day when I first got here.   There is water all over the place just like there was when we camped at the lake.  I wanted to cool my feet off and get a drink so I stepped in it and took a big ole lick.  YUCK!!!!!  Someone must have spilled the salt shaker in that hole.  We walked on a little further and I tried another hole and it tasted like salt too.  I bet my granny is gonna be really mad cause with all the salt in this water, there's probably not any left to put on food.  

We went on back to the trailer and I noticed that the salt shaker on the table was full.  Mama you better lock the door and hide that cause there's gonna be furless ones all over you fur that salt.

Mama explained that we are at the bay and the water is supposed to be salty.  I sure don't understand why anyone would want salty water but "oh well".   As long as you keep my bowl full of "good" water, I don't have a problem with it.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Day 3</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 12 Oct 2008 05:32:35 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>We left the park on day 2 and drove and drove.  We finally stopped.  What is this place?  Oh my good ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ We left the park on day 2 and drove and drove.  We finally stopped.  What is this place?  Oh my goodness, I remember.  We are at my furless aunts house.  I like this place.  Lots of room to run and lots of other woofs to run and play.  She has like a jillion dogs.  Oh okay maybe not a jillion, but it seems like it sometime.  

I get out of the truck and am met by the first three of her pups.  There's Montana, he's a very old slow peaceful pup.  Fancy, she is a happy fat sassy girl and Hobo, a gentle giant.  I growl my greeting and let them know that she is MY mama.  They can ONLY talk to her after I approve.  Oh, okay mama I'll quit growling and behave, but only cause I wouldn't want to hurt anyfur.  BOL

We get in the house and there is Rowdy.  He is a big ole ball of fluff.  A cat with an attitude but nothing like the one I met previously at my furless sisters.  This cat knows what a woof is and how to play.  He doesn't use those razor blades on the end of his feet very often and when he does it's usually quick and to the point or should I say nose.  I'll stay out of his way cause I wouldn't want to hurt him.  

All the other jillion dogs run into the house. The guys come in first to check me out.  Jake, a scaredy cat uh er I mean dog.  Dakota the loud young teenager and  and  Bailey the quiet king of the pack.  

Now with that out of the way I can play with the grrrrrls.  Missy, Gracie, Annabelle, Annie, Cheyenne & Ginger.

My aunt and uncle decide to clean out the doggie pools. (yes these lucky ones have pools galore).  My uncle turned on the pressure washer and those grrrls started having a fit.  They were totally crazy wanting to play in the water.  I like water, to drink but not spraying right up my nose.  That stuff burns!!!!

Well, mama has the truck packed and it's time fur another adventure.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Our adventure -- 2nd day</title>
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				<pubdate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 15:46:09 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I woke up early the next morning to a strange sound.  It was familiar but I hadn't heard it in a lon ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I woke up early the next morning to a strange sound.  It was familiar but I hadn't heard it in a long time.  Let me go deep into my memory banks and try to pull it out.  Oh what the heck, that's too  much effort, I think I'll just go investigate.  

I started growling and mama jumped up and told me to shhhhh.  She opened the door and we went into the next room.  There he was, the little boy that mama calls her "grandbaby".  He was talking to something in a cage.  I had to get a closer look.  As I got closer to the cage the "something" inside started making this lound "thump" noise.  Mama said it was a bunny and his name was rory.  I never heard of a bunny having names and living in cages.  The only bunnies I ever saw was at granny  and papa's house.  They just hopped all over the place.  I think this one should be out of the cage.  I started squealing and scratching to open the cage but mama said he had to stay in.  I want to play with Rory.  

The "grandbaby" started running and I growled and jumped on him.  I got in trouble for that.  I guess I forgot that you are supposed to be gentle around little kids and babies.  Just about the time I was getting all calmed down and letting him pet me, another "baby came into the picture.  She was smaller but still able to walk that funny little way that they walk.  She was running toward me and screaming and I was kinda freaking out.  What do I do?  Where do I go? 

Mama picked me up and held me tight.  She explained to the second baby that you have to be nice to me so I'll be nice to her.  

Then me and mama got in the truck again.  We left there and I was beginning to wonder what was going to be my next discovery in this big adventure?  We stopped at my favorite fast food place, Sonic.  She got some food and drinks and then we went to the park.  This isn't gonna be so bad.  

My aunt was there with her two dogs.  We got to play together.  The only bad thing was we had to be on our leashes the whole time.  The two "babies" came too but it was fun with them outside.  They held my leash and ran and played with me.  They were also very good about sharing their food.  YUMMY!!!!!!!!!

Well, day two was finally over and we were on the road again.  I wonder what tomorrow will bring........................]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Day 1 of our adventure</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/519576</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 08:31:28 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Me and mama are leaving home to do some &quot;traveling and visiting&quot;.   The plans are, me and mama are g ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Me and mama are leaving home to do some "traveling and visiting".   The plans are, me and mama are going to visit my furless sister and then I'm gonna spend the night with her and "Gizmo".  That's her kittie's name.  Mama is going to spend the night with her "adopted daughter, husband and kids"  I can't go there cause they don't allow dogs.  (I'm kinda sad but happy too cause I get to play with a kittie again)

Yeah we're here.  I can't wait to meet Gizmo and play with a kittie again.  I potty and then go into Tonya's apartment.  That's when I see it........

It was gray and white and bigger than me by a couple of pounds at least.   All of a sudden it LEAPED and landed right on top of me.  Yikes mama, please don't leave me here all alone.  Tonya put it in her bedroom and shut the door and I got off my leash.  Good now I can go find the kittie.  I sniffed around the apartment.  It was definitely there somewhere but I didn't see a kittie.  I looked over and under and around but still didn't find a kittie.  

Tonya says something about maybe we can try it again.  She's going to the bedroom door.  NO DON"T OPEN THAT DOOR -- IT WILL ESCAPE AND ATTACK AGAIN!!!!

The door opens......  I don't see it, where is it???  Stupid me and my curious terrier instinct.  I just HAD to stick my nose in there and check it out.  SWIPE right on the end of the nose.  That thing is MEAN.  He comes out of the room at me.  Yikes!!  I go into the living room where mama is sitting and get as far up on her shoulder as possible.  SAVE ME MAMA!!!

Oh my gosh, that thing can climb.  Mama is reaching out to it.  No mama don't do it.  It has razor blades built in.  Mama is petting it.  "Oh your a beautiful cat"

If that's the "kittie" that everyone's been talking about, I ain't playing with it.  I ain't talking to it and I SURE AIN"T spending the night with it.  I'm going wherever you go mama.

And I did.................................................
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		<title>Camping, Fishing Fun</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 3 Aug 2008 15:59:17 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>We went camping this weekend.  It's fun to be with mama and daddy out in the open.  The best part ab ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ We went camping this weekend.  It's fun to be with mama and daddy out in the open.  The best part about it is, I was supposed to be on a maximum 6' lead but since there weren't many other campers, I got to be off lead.  It was so much fun.  

I ran and chased the big white bird thingies (mama called them ducks and geese).  I almost caught one too.  I was chasing him and all of a sudden, he stopped and turned around.  Hey there Mr. Goose thingamajig.  I'm the dog!!  I'm supposed to chase you, not you chase ME!!

I rolled in duck and raccoon and rabbit and deer poo too.  Mama and daddy both kept talking about how much I stunk.  I think I smelled purty darn good.  The combination of all those poops smelled just "heavenly".  haha bol

They grilled steak on the pit and I got a big ole bone.  They said it was a rib eye.  I didn't know ribs had eyes?????  Oh well, it tasted really Yummy!!!

The next day, we went out in the pontoon boat and I helped Papa steer.  I was also the official counter of the fish.  I had to check every one of them out when they brought them in the boat.  If they weren't big enough, they had to throw them back.  Papa and daddy both caught really weird looking fish called a "stick bass".  They didn't have any mouths and I'm not really sure they were REAL fish.  

We came back in and brought the camper and boat home.  I had to have a bath to get the poop smell off of me and now, I'm gonna go to SLEEP!!!

SWEET DREAMS ALL!!!!  See ya in the morning!!!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>exciting time in the old town tonight</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 31 Jul 2008 22:35:01 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Me and mama kissed daddy goodbye and sent him packing out the door to work.  We had just settled dow ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Me and mama kissed daddy goodbye and sent him packing out the door to work.  We had just settled down in the recliner to enjoy a nice quiet relaxin evening when I heard a noise outside.  I barked a little grruff and looked over at mama.  She didn't seemed worried about it so I got back in her lap and settled down again.  All of a sudden, there was a knock on our door.  When mama answered the door, there was this horrible smell that made my nose burn.  The smell and the stranger at the door made me bark my mean grrrrrrrrufff, grrrrrrrrrrufff, grrrrrrrrrufff.  Mama finally got me calmed down enough to hear him ask her to call the sheriff's department.  

The stranger said something about gas and running over something.  I didn't understand it but I could tell that mama was kinda scared.  She called this special number and the fire trucks and sheriff's department came down the street.  The fire people made us leave our house (something about possible fire and explosion).  The sheriff came over where we were and asked mama all kinds of questions.  Then the fireman came over and said it was safe to go back to the house.  I was really glad cause it was 105 degrees outside and I was HOT.  Besides, it was time for me and mama to be sittin and relaxin, not walking.  Then the sheriff put this collar thingie on the stranger's wrists and let him ride in her backseat.  I guess she was gonna take him for a walk somewhere.

THEN another stranger came and started diggin up mama's flowerbed. She didn't even get on to him.  (I always get in trouble for diggin in her flowerbed).  He was really a brave man too cause he came to the front door and told mama he was gonna bring this really BIG machine back tomorrow and dig up her yard AND flowerbed.  She still just said okay and then she thanked him.  (I would've been grounded from the front yard for at least a week for doing that and he got a THANK YOU.


Mama told me later that the stranger had run over our natural gas meter outside and it was the gas spraying all out causing the bad smell.  It was very dangerous and that's why we had to leave the house.  The other stranger was from the gas company and they have to put in a new meter tomorrow.

I still don't understand what the flowerbed did to make the gas man so mad................]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Wild Weekend</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 29 May 2008 13:30:34 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>OMD talk about a WILD weekend!!!!  We went to my fur cousin (Lucy's) house.  It was the first time I ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ OMD talk about a WILD weekend!!!!  We went to my fur cousin (Lucy's) house.  It was the first time I've met her.  She started out so nice, playing and running around the yard together.  

But then........my daddy picked up a frisbee in the yard and tossed it.  I ran to get it and so did she.  GRRRRRRRR she growled at me like I was a little squirrel and she was the wolf.  

I looked at her like, okay where did my sweet little cousin go??  She picked up the frisbee and brought it over to daddy just wagging that little stubby tail.  Oh yeah, you're such a sweet innocent thing.  <b>NOT!!</b>

My furless aunt says Lucy had a really ruff start in life.  She was one of 16 puppies these people were running an ad in the paper to get rid of.  She was under a truck and they had to pull her out cause she was so scared of people.  She was just skin and bones.  

Okay, I'll give her another chance.  We started our sniffing and little grruffs and chasing each other around the living room.  She might be alright after all, I was thinking.   But then it happened again.  I picked up this little squeaky duck and ran so we could play chase with it.  Boy, she did chase.... and pounce.... and ATTACK!!!  GRRRRRRRRR she growled at me and then jumped on me like I do a fly.  She bit my ear and rolled me around the floor like I was the stuffed duck...

From that point on, I didn't look at her or even smell her.  I just ignored her the rest of the weekend.  As we were saying goodbye to my furless aunt and uncled, she came over all happy, that little stub a waggin.  <b> OH NO WAY WOMAN.... I'M NOT EVEN GONNA FALL FUR THAT TRAP AGAIN.  YOU HAVE SOME SERIOUS ISSUES...]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Saturday was the big day!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/446484</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 8 Apr 2008 07:45:44 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Let me start from the beginning.  Mama has a disease called &quot;MS&quot;.  Last year and again Saturday, we  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Let me start from the beginning.  Mama has a disease called "MS".  Last year and again Saturday, we did a walk to raise money for MS research.  Well, last year Mama and Daddy didn't let me go to the walk.  This year, I was the "star".  My picture was on the team t-shirts.  I had to go.  

It was a beautiful day, just the right coolness and sunshine.  When we first got there mama got a little nervous cause there were other dogs there too.  I usually growl and whine at other dogs cause I want to play.  This time, I was a true southern gentleman.  I just sniffed nose to nose,  said hello and went on with our walking.  

It was a really nice place to walk too.  Right along the edge of the River.  There was a nice big trail to follow and it's lines with huge pecan trees, so there was lots of shade.  

Mama raised $960.00, most ($810.00) came from my wonderful Dogster pals.  
She also won the prize for the best t-shirts.  I'm so proud of my mama!!

I got really tired (wink, wink)  (it was a 2 mile walk) and the very sweet girl that was walking me, reached down,  picked me up and carried me to the first checkpoint.   In all fairness, I walked the entire second half. 

We had Blue Bell Vanilla ice cream for lunch.   **If you hear any kind of gossip about me sitting in the icecream, it's not true.  I would NEVER forget where ice cream was and I would certainly NEVER sit in it.  (Mama, take that picture off my page)  ** Oh yeah, we had sandwiches too.  I almost furgot about that.   

After the walk, we went out to the lake fur a bit to visit with my furless aunt & uncle.  They live in a house on wheels and get to "GO" anywhere and anytime they want.  "Mama, I want a house on wheels too".  I would go all over visiting my Dogster furiends.

I got to drive the truck too.  I did too mama, there's even a picture to prove it.  Okay, maybe I didn't get to drive it.  But I did pretend while Daddy was in the store.  

After all that, I slept, and slept, and slept!!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A new &quot;woof&quot;</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/410769</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 8 Jan 2008 07:00:38 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>It all started a week ago........  

Mama and daddy started out talking about the new &quot;woof&quot; we we ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ It all started a week ago........  

Mama and daddy started out talking about the new "woof" we were gonna get.  Lacey was all excited about a new brother or sistercoming.  I explained to her that it couldn't be that.  You see, decisions like that have to be run by ME first and I hadn't heard anything about it.

The day got closer for our new woof to appear and I was kinda sweatin.  *Maybe they forgot it was supposed to be approved by me.*  

Friday arrived and so did our new woof, complete with nails, shingles, hammers and lots and lots of NOISE.  :)

It was a new ROOF for our house.  I TOLD you Lacey!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My new game</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/376424</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 15 Oct 2007 21:08:43 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hehehe  Me and Lacey (that's my sister) have a new game.  Our furless people don't like it very much ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hehehe  Me and Lacey (that's my sister) have a new game.  Our furless people don't like it very much, but we think it's really a BLAST.   

Just a quick history to catch you up.  Lacey and me are moving to a new house.  Mama and daddy have been working very hard on the weekends to get the new house remodeled??  I think that's what they call it.  

Anyway they have been putting this stuff on the floors called tile.  They spread this sticky stuff on the floor first (I know it's sticky cause me and Lacey got it on our feet and you can't even LICK it off) anyway back to the game.  

Well after they spread that sticky stuff, they put a big tile on the floor and they do that over and over (I'm not sure why they do that cause there was already a perfectly good floor in the house.  Mama says it wasn't pretty that it was just concrete.  I don't understand??) Anyway when they put the tiles on the floor, they put these cool little plastic things between them.  (Daddy calls them spacers).  

Our new game is to get a spacer off the tile and bring it to mama or daddy.  They say we aren't supposed to chew on them, so they will "trade" us the spacer for something we ARE supposed to chew on.  Lot's of time it's a treat.  Sometimes though we just pick them up and give them to mama and daddy without a trade.  Daddy says we are little "toots" and that we are gonna make his tile crooked.  It's now OUR FAULT if your tile is crooked daddy.  You layed it!!!  BOL]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Monday Morning News</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/322833</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 11 Jun 2007 06:40:45 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well let's see. Saturday was an icky, horrible day. It started out like any other but then, mama got ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well let's see. Saturday was an icky, horrible day. It started out like any other but then, mama got her shoes on. You see, my mama likes to run around barefooted, so I know if she gets her shoes on, she's going somewhere.

I started dancing around so she could see me and remember that I like to go too. She got her purse, I knew it was getting real close, she's leaving in just a second.

She reached down on the dresser and picked up "my" leash. Oh boy, I get to go. I'm ready mama. Let's go.

I thought I was so lucky cause I was gonna get to go. Lacey was outside, so that means I get to go with mama all by myself. But then she said "Wait Keeko, Mama will be back later" eekeekeek What do you mean, you'll be back later?? You grabbed my leash. You always take me when you take my leash.

She stepped out into the garage and shut the door. I heard the garage door open and the truck start up. She is actually leaving me here. Why did she take my leash?? Oh wait, the back gate is opening, maybe she remembered me after all. But then I hear, "Lacey, come here baby girl". Out the doggy door I go. Mama here I am, don't forget me. Me too mama, me too.

"sniff, sniff" She picked up Lacey and walked out the gate toward the truck. "Mama, me too, I cried.

She left me all alone. She took Lacey and just left me all alone. I guess I'll just go back in the house where it's nice and cool and just WAIT...............]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Monday Morning News</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/319831</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 4 Jun 2007 07:32:18 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, let's see. Mama has redone some of the pictures on our pages and added a few new videos. Lacey ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, let's see. Mama has redone some of the pictures on our pages and added a few new videos. Lacey's are really cute. She actually gets in her pool and dives for rocks. That girl has "rocks" for brains. I think she thinks it's her brain and she has to retrieve it. hehehehe BOL

Not really, she seems pretty smart, but don't let her know that I said that. Mama brought us new toys from Petsmart. We didn't get to go. It was too hot for us to stay in the truck and she had other stuff to do. 

Oh yeah, we both went to the vet for our checkups. I lost 2 lbs. He said I was looking really good. I need to lose another 1 1/2 lbs and I'll be "right on" whatever that means. 

Lacey is getting big and (Mama says prettier). I refuse to admit to pretty and smart so.......

Oh yeah, last but certainly not least. Mama and daddy had steaks last night and guess who got the bones??? The were so yummy. Me and Lacey are still chewing on them today. I think they'll last a couple of days with no problem.

Welp, that's my Monday news.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>TAGGED</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/312654</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 23 May 2007 13:46:36 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>The Rules
(Hint: Copy and paste the rules so you don't have to type them again):

Each player sta ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ The Rules
(Hint: Copy and paste the rules so you don't have to type them again):

Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Dogs who are tagged, need to post in their diary the rules and their 7 pawsome facts. Then choose 7 dogs to tag and list their names. Don’t forget to bark them a pmail that they have been tagged and to read your diary, or, send them a fun Rosette announcing they've been Tagged!

+++++++++++++++++++
Seven Fun Facts About Me!

1. I am mama's shadow, she can't go anywhere that I don't go.

2. I have black whiskers on one side of my face and white whiskers on the other side.  :o}

3. I love to play TUG!! 

4. I have a very bratty new sister.  Sometimes I love her, sometimes not.

5. I sleep in the big bed with mama and daddy, under the covers or on the pillows.  Wherever I choose to sleep, cause I am BOSS.  

6. I can't stand for my feet to be wet

7. I admit it-- I'm a lickaholic

The seven dogs I have tagged are :

1. Minnie
2. Trixie
3. Leah
4. Ruby
5. Ellie
6. Hollidawg
7. LP (Lily Pad)]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>copy cat</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/305883</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 7 May 2007 08:11:01 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I went to Granny's house this weekend.  I love going, the only bad thing is, if Mama and Daddy leave ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I went to Granny's house this weekend.  I love going, the only bad thing is, if Mama and Daddy leave, I have to stay in the "pen".  I HATE the pen, not cause it's small cause it isn't, not cause it's bad in any way.  It's actually pretty nice, but don't tell anybody I said that.  

Well anyway, I was in the pen and doing my usual screeching and screaming.  All of a sudden, I heard "ME AGAIN".  Uh hey, I didn't do that.  Where did that come from???  I screached and screamed again; I heard it again.  

I cocked my head to the side to get a better listen.  Yep, it sounded just like me.  I wonder if there is another "ME" stuck in another pen somewhere and I can hear him screaming and screeching cause I'm "connected" to him.  Wow, maybe it's me in another dimension and I screamed and screeched so loud that I can hear it here.  

Well, I don't really know where it came from.  Maybe it was just my imagination.  Lacey didn't seem to notice it.  I decided it was just in my head and I would go back to screeching and screaming.  

Okay, THAT was not imagination!!!  It came from the fence post right above my head.  It's a MOCKINGBIRD!!  That darn bird was copying my screeching and screaming.  It sounded just like me!!  Wow, that's weird to hear yourself when you know your the only one that makes that noise.  

A bird -- I knew it all the time.  There's not another dimension.  I wasn't scared.  I knew it was just a bird or something.  hehehe.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Mean Bunnies</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/289723</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 27 Mar 2007 19:08:50 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Today, I heard mama tell Daddy that the &quot;dust bunnies&quot; were getting her.  
Can anyone tell me what  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Today, I heard mama tell Daddy that the "dust bunnies" were getting her.  
Can anyone tell me what a dust bunny is??  I really need to find out so that I can chase it away before it gets Mama.  I have to protect her you know......]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The surprise box</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/288745</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 25 Mar 2007 18:00:43 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>My mama's uncle came to visit Thursday. They left me alone and went out to eat grr, how dare they. I ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ My mama's uncle came to visit Thursday. They left me alone and went out to eat grr, how dare they. I am really mad at them.  It's boring here.  They didn't even leave the TV on or the window open so I could see out.  

Finally, they are home.  What is that?  Mama has this box in her hand.  I knew something special was inside but wasn't sure what it was. They called me in the room and said "look what we brought you Keeko". Mama opened it up and pulled out the biggest juiciest T bone steak bone I had ever seen in my life. It was TEXAS sized. Oh my goodness, for ME???

Yummmmmm~~~  Okay, I'm not mad you anymore.  Just make sure that you bring me one of these every time you leave.............]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>clean, dirty, clean???</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/273170</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 17 Feb 2007 13:49:09 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Me and Mama went to Aunt Jeanie's house.  When we left our house it was raining a little bit, just a ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Me and Mama went to Aunt Jeanie's house.  When we left our house it was raining a little bit, just a little drizzles. We got there and they stuck me outside with Jake and Missy.  It was VERY wet and muddy.  That didn't seem to bother them, but I didn't like it all.  I got my feet all muddy and I couldn't figure out where to potty.  I'm used to pottying on the grass and there was no dry grass around.  Well, Mama and Aunt Jeanie brought me in the house and then stuck me in the bathtub. I just had a bath before we came here.  I don't understand, I get clean to get dirty to get clean again???????  I'm so confused!!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My Birthday Party</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/227360</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 2 Nov 2006 07:40:32 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I had the very coolest birthday ever.  One of the groups I'm in had a very special surprise party fo ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I had the very coolest birthday ever.  One of the groups I'm in had a very special surprise party for me and my friend Jack.  Everyone was there.  We had a bartender that served "made to order" dogarita with little rawhide umbrellas.  It was soooo neeeeaaaat.  
Mama took me to see Miss Jamie and she did my nails.  I usually don't like my nails cut, but she is so sweet and gentle that I really don't mind.  She uses a dremel and grinds them down then buffs them where they are really pretty and smooth.  (I know I'm a boy but it's okay to like your nails pretty and smooth.) Grrrr don't say I'm not macho cause I'll prove it to you.  Grrrruffff, GGrrruuuffff!!!!
Well, anyway after that Me and Mama went to Petsmart.  It was really fun cause everyone wants to pet me and say hi.  I kinda scared this one lady, she was looking at some food and not paying attention to me.  I just went over and stood there looking at her and wagging my tail.  I was very nicely saying Hi.  She must've been in a world of her own cause she didn't see me.  I had to get her attention.  I really wanted to say HI!! I just kinda pawed her, just very gently on the leg and she JUMPED and yelled OH.  It scared me and I JUMPED back over by Mama.  Man, I'm gonna have to really be careful from now on who deserves a "paw" and who doesn't.  I don't like having to JUMP like that.  
Well then, we went down another aisle and Mama found this "thing".  She was so excited that she'd found it.  Oh Look Keeko -- Okay Mom, I'm looking but WHAT am I looking at?  She's taking it out of the package.  I don't think I like the looks of this.  It looks like something to wear.  I don't LIKE clothes.  Well, you guessed it, she's trying to put it on me.  There's one strap, now two straps --- YIKES, this thing is weighing me down.  Mama is so excited, "you could wear this when we go on the Kayak.  I got news for you Mom, #1.  I DON'T WANT TO GO ON THE KAYAK!!!! and #2.  IF I WENT ON THE KAYAK, I WOULDN'T WANT TO WEAR THIS THING.  It weighs me down just standing here, If I got in the water with it, I'd be fish food.   WHEW, that was close, she said since we aren't kayaking much right now we can wait for that.  As far as I'm concerned, we can wait FOREVER to get that thing.  Well, we got a new burnt orange collar (UT colors) and a new kong and some cool treats.  Well, on to the checkout stand -- Oooh there's a thing of beauty coming in the front door.  I MUST SAY HI.     ARAAARRROOOOO  GGGRRRR ARROO (keeko pulling on the leash trying to get to the little bitty teacup chihauhau.)  Oh man, she's growling back at me.  ggggrrrr, gggrrrr,  I've got to get over there.  She's trying to get over here.  Almost there, just a little bit further, a little bit more.  Oh darn, Mama picked me up and stuck me in the basket.  Her mama picked her up and walked away.  We really were just going to say hi.  Mama says you don't say hi with a growl.  I don't know how else to say it.  I only have just so much vocabulary you know.  
Well off to home.  Nothing exciting happend except the BIG cement truck pulling out in front of the Mama on the freeway.  Boy, Mama SLAMMED on her brakes and honked the horn.  It was a good thing I was buckled up cause I would have been in the floor or through the windshield or something.  Whee, flying Keeko.  (not a good way to try to fly).  Anyway, we were all safe and we got home and through the trick or treaters uneventfully.  Then Off the bed.  Wow it was a busy day.  I think I'm just gonna sleep in tomorrow!!!!!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>What's this stuff?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/222139</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 20 Oct 2006 16:08:58 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Mamma gave me stuff today.  She called it carmel.  Mriewureowurierem(that's me trying to chew this s ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Mamma gave me stuff today.  She called it carmel.  Mriewureowurierem(that's me trying to chew this stuff).  My teeth are all stuck together.  Oh no, it's a really bad trick.  I..... ca..n't.. ch..ew...thi...s.... stuff.  What do I do with it.  I ....can...'t.... sp...it .....it out either.  It's getting bigger and Bigger and BIGGER in my mouth.  Oooh finally, I think it's getting littler.  I think it's finally going away.  gulmp!!!  I swallowed a little bit of it.   OK there went a little bit more.  Whew, I finally got it all down now.  Wow, I don't think I'll EVER eat any more of that stuff...... 
Oh no, I just had this REALLY BAD thought.  What if that stuff starts growing in my stomach the same way it grew in my mouth?   Maybe that's why they call Halloween Scary.  Mamma said they give this stuff to kids when they say "trick or treat".  Boy, I'm glad I can't Talk!!!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Daddy Pulled the Plug</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/215682</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 4 Oct 2006 21:33:34 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I'm so mad at daddy right now.  He had said I could have a sister.  I needed to have someone to play ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I'm so mad at daddy right now.  He had said I could have a sister.  I needed to have someone to play with.  We had everything set up.  She was coming over to visit Saturday.      Well .....  He told mama to call that lady and tell her not to bring Cassie over.  Cassie was going to be my new sister.  I was SO EXCITED :o{  No,  since Daddy Says No, I have to be satisfied to play tug with Hoomans all day.  YUCK    Don't get me wrong I love my mama and daddy but sometimes a guy just has to have a girl around to share secrets with.  Oh well, I guess it's not so bad being an only dog.  I do get all the attention that way.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My friends</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/214846</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 3 Oct 2006 07:41:24 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Wow it seems like I have so many new friends.  My hooman brother has a weenie dog named Maddie.  Jak ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Wow it seems like I have so many new friends.  My hooman brother has a weenie dog named Maddie.  Jake and Missy are two new friends that are my Aunt's.  I have a brand new friend named Cassie that I'm going to meet this Saturday.  She actually may become my sister.  I'm really excited about that.  I may have a sister to play with all the time.  She's a rattie too.  I'll have to put pics of her and me on my page after we have our play date Saturday.  I'm so excited and nervous.  I've never had a pre-arranged play date.  I guess this is my first official date.  Ooh, I wonder if I need to bring a bone or something.  I know hoomans always take flowers and wine on those TV shows.  Well, I guess I could take A big bone and a tug rope.  I guess maybe some special treats like liver pops or chicken broth pops.  I like both of those.  oooh I know, I'll get mom to buy her a kong and we could both have Kongcicles.  Yeah, that's what I'll do.  Well, gotta go make some more plans.  Will write more later.
Keeko]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My tribute to Patches (My best friend)</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/210451</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 23 Sep 2006 02:04:31 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I re-did all my pictures to pics of me and patch.  She was my best friend and little girl.  She thou ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I re-did all my pictures to pics of me and patch.  She was my best friend and little girl.  She thought I was her mama and I thought she was my baby.  

Here's the story -- I was in the kitchen and kept hearing this "squeeking noise".  I barked at the window but mama told me to "take it outside".  When I went outside, I could still hear the noise, but it was louder inside in the kitchen.  
I would go back and forth and back and forth.  For three days that went on.  Finally on the third day, mama heard the same noise I was hearing.  She hollered to daddy, "kittens".  What is that word, I never heard it before.  I went to see what she was talking about but it was on the big side of the yard that I can't get too.  Mama and daddy were out there looking with the flashlight under the deck.  Daddy finally lifted the deck up a little tiny bit and mama pulled out this screaming little wiggly thing.  They kept doing that until three of the things were pulled out.
They put them in a box and brought them in the house.  I just had to see what these things looked like.  Well, they were furry and tiny and I just kinda felt like they needed me.  
Mama fed them with a little baby bottle but they were all dirty so I cleaned them all up.  Okay, to make a long story short, Me and mama babied them until they were old enough to give away.  We gave two of them away to very good homes but my favorite was still left.  She was a little slow and still needed a mama (me).  After a couple more weeks, my human sister said she wanted her.  She took her (Patches) away to live with her.  I was really sad and lonely.  She was my best friend, my baby, my playmate.  I missed her so bad.  
After 3 or 4 weeks, Tonya (my human sister) brought Patches home again.  
Me and Patches bacame the very best of friends.  We would play leap frog and chase in the living room around the recliners.  She would eat then I would clean her face, cause she was still my little baby you know.  
She learned how to use my doggie door and started to go outside.  That's how she got in trouble the first time.  She ended up pregnant.  She had 6 kittens and I was "daddy".  She waited on me to be right there with her when she went in labor with them.  I had to help her deliver them and clean them up.  Yuk, the things we parents do for our kids, right.
Well anyway, we delivered them all and I helped her keep them all clean for the 7 weeks we had them here.  They all got really good homes and then it was just me and Patch again.  She began to be playful again.  Especially after mama took her and got her fixed.  She was like the ole Patch was back.  Around and around the furniture and leap frog all day.  Whew, then naptime in my kennel (her not me).  She loved my kennel.  Well, 2 weeks ago, she didn't come in from outside and lay in my kennel.  I waited for her but she didn't come back in.  She still hasn't come back in.  Mama says something happened to her.  We've walked all over the neighborhood and nothing.  I miss her really bad but I don't think she's ever coming back.  I think mama is right, something happened to her.  
Patches, If you read this, I love you.  You were the best friend anyone could ever ask for.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>PIZZA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/204488</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 8 Sep 2006 20:51:41 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Tonight mama and daddy had Pizza.  I layed by the kitchen door and they didn't even have to say &quot;out ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tonight mama and daddy had Pizza.  I layed by the kitchen door and they didn't even have to say "out of the kitchen, Keeko".  I was so good that I got two whole pieces of pizza.  It was really good.  It had pepperoni, sausage, hamburger, and lots and lots of cheese.  Yum, Yum ---------  I love Pizza night!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I'm Ungrounded !!!!!!!!!!!!!! :o}</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/204072</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 7 Sep 2006 20:49:19 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I've been grounded from going to Granny's house for a long time now.  Mama is packing up the stuff t ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I've been grounded from going to Granny's house for a long time now.  Mama is packing up the stuff to go and I saw her get my basket.  WooHoo, I'm ungrounded.  Yippee, Yahoo.  I get to go chase the rabbits and birds and deers and goats and......... whoops got carried away there.  
Anyway we got to Granny's and I ran in and jumped up and gave her a great big kiss.  She said "okay Keeko you be good or you'll be out there in the pen".  They have this fenced in spot they call the pen.  That's what got me into trouble the last time.  I screamed to much and got grounded.  Anyway it was lots of fun and I was a really, really good boy.  I went with my Daddy over to the new house to check  stuff out and when I got back my best friend Maddie had come down with her Daddy.  Maddie is a beagle/weenie dog.  Her picture is here on my page.  We were taking a rest and they caught us with that camera.    Oh yeah back to the story.  Maddie was there.  Boy we ran and ran and ran.  I chased her and she chased me.  We were so tired when it was bedtime, we just passed out.  Monday, we got up and it was nice and cool and we started playing chase again.  It was so much fun and when we left to go home, I actually laid down and slept the whole way in the car.  I was so tired.  But, I was good and Granny said I could come back.  Yea, I'm  Ungrounded!!!! :o}]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Rattie of the Week</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/194061</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 15 Aug 2006 14:29:35 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>WooHoo!!!! I'm rattie of the week.  I have so many friends that love me.  Thanks to everyone.  I'm j ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ WooHoo!!!! I'm rattie of the week.  I have so many friends that love me.  Thanks to everyone.  I'm just so excited!!!!  Ice Cream for everyone!!!!! Well, I would do that if I could but it would be yuk cream when you got it.  :o} I'm SO EXCITED !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Maybe I'm littler than I thought</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/192076</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 11 Aug 2006 07:38:17 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Okay, I always thought I was a big dog; King; you know how it is.  I have this good friend next door ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Okay, I always thought I was a big dog; King; you know how it is.  I have this good friend next door who's a lab -- she's bigger than me but you know --- she bows down before me cause I'm king.  Well that's what I thought anyway.  The other night I was standing guard over the front door and making sure no strangers were walking down my street.  All of a sudden this thing of beauty appeared.  Mom said she was a German shepard.  Oh my gosh, I just had to get out there and say hi.  Someone open the door.  Come on.  OPEN< OPEN>  Ahh my human sister was going out, I could sneak out when she opened the door.  READY; SET; GO ---- Wheee I'm free.  Gotta get over across the street.  GRRRRRRRHELLO.  Oh No -- She picked me up and slung me around like I do my tigger shoe.  Whoe, let me go, I just wanted to say hi.  ARARARARARARARARARARARARAR -- I screamed all the way across the street.  She just took away my kingship.  I just realized, maybe I'm not as big as I thought.  Ouch my head hurts and mom put that stuff on it that bubbles up.  I think I'll stay inside for a while and watch from the distance.  HAHA You can't get me now big dog........]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Lickaholic?????</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/187389</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 31 Jul 2006 18:27:16 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>My human sister says I'm a lickaholic.  She says I have a problem and need to go meetings.  Does any ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ My human sister says I'm a lickaholic.  She says I have a problem and need to go meetings.  Does anyone know where the lickaholics anonymous meets?  I gotta find one soon.  She says it's a really BAD thing.  Does anyone really know what a lickaholic is?  I admit, I really like to lick my feet and make sure they are clean.  I like to make sure Patches (my kittie sister) has a clean uh well you know bottom area.  Her face has to be clean too.  I always made sure the kittens were all clean too.  Well, I don't think I'm a lickaholic.  Maybe just a clean freak.  That sounds better.  Yea, I don't have a problem.   I just have to make sure EVERYONE is clean.  Gotta go, I think I stepped in some dirt when I was outside.  Gotta clean my feet.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My Tail of Devotion for</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/186148</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 28 Jul 2006 15:18:55 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Keeko, 
To my best friend, my life saver, my baby, my time clock.  Thanks for picking us to be your ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Keeko, 
To my best friend, my life saver, my baby, my time clock.  Thanks for picking us to be your family.  You\'ve been there through the pain and happy times.  You\'re always at the door with your tail wagging when we come in.  (Even when we just went out for a minute)  It\'s always like we\'ve been gone all day.   Thanks for being my \"time clock\".  Without you, we might not know it\'s time to eat, sleep, or wake up.  You\'re better than any electric time clock we could buy.  You love us unconditionally and as long as we let you be the KING, you are always happy.  Well Keeko, you will always be the KING in my book.  You give me a reason to get up and start the day.   I could never thank you enough.  ENOUGH SAPPY STUFF, LET\'S PLAY TUG!!!!!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My Daddy</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/165410</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 13 Jun 2006 05:05:19 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Wow, that was so much fun.  I just finished re-doing my page.  All the pics on my page are of me and ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Wow, that was so much fun.  I just finished re-doing my page.  All the pics on my page are of me and daddy.  I remember all those good times.  It's so great to have a daddy like mine.  I just sit at the garage door sometimes and wait for him to come home from work.  He always plays tug or fetch with me.  Sometimes, I just sit in his lap and watch TV.  I think my daddy is my bestest friend in the whole wide world.  Of course I love the rest of my family but .......
Oops I just took a little trip on the daydream cruise.  I'm back now.  Ok what I was saying was my daddy is the bestest in the WHOLE WIDE WORLD.  Happy Father's Day Daddy.  I love you!!!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>OUCH!!!! :(</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/151809</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 7 May 2006 15:08:44 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Last night I went outside to check out the backyard.  You know, make sure there were no boogers or m ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Last night I went outside to check out the backyard.  You know, make sure there were no boogers or monsters out there that would hurt my humans.  I stepped off the concrete and hurt my back paw.  I've been limping around all day.  Momma and daddy both have been calling me "hopalong".  It hurts really bad.  Momma said she would have to take me to see Doc Mathews if it doesn't get better.  That's ok cause I like Ms. Kathy that works there.  She is so nice and gentle.  She tickles my ears and scratches my neck.  Well, hopefully it gets better.  I'll keep yall informed.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>WOW !!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/146228</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 22 Apr 2006 15:39:46 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I got to go to Granny's house last weekend.  That wasn't the WOW part.  It wasn't really fun cause t ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I got to go to Granny's house last weekend.  That wasn't the WOW part.  It wasn't really fun cause they put me and my friend Maddie in the dog pen.  I don't like being away from tall the hustle and bustle so I kinda "screamed" at them.  My mom's brother Johnny said the way to teach me not to "scream" was to holler NO and spray water at me.  That didn't work cause I liked the water.  BOL 
HA! HA!

Anyway on the to WOW part.  I got to go fishing with mom and dad on the pontoon boat.  I really like doing that cause my ears just flap in the wind and the water hits me in the face.  AH it feels so good.  I'm not really sure why these people go fishing cause they don't keep any of the fish they catch.  OK back to the story.  My human sister-in-law was fishing too and got hung on a branch so my daddy stopped the boat.  About that time my mom says she has a fish. She starts bringing it in and everyone got so excited, even me.  It was HUGE.  It was as big as me!!  Well, maybe it wasn't quite that big but it seemed like it, specially since everyone was so excited.  I got to lick it but mom wouldn't let me get any closer.  She just put it back in the water and went to get another one.  We didn't get anymore that big but we did get some more.  It was so much fun until we got back to Granny's then they put me back in the pen.  I don't think I'm going back to Granny's for a while.  She wasn't too happy with me and I sure didn't like that pen.  Well, I guess I better go try to uncover a bone or something in the back yard.  See ya!!!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>IT'S OFF TO GRANNIES HOUSE  :O)   :O)</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/142265</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 12 Apr 2006 21:42:30 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>We're going to Grannies house this weekend.  Mama has been packing the suitcases.../And daddy has be ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ We're going to Grannies house this weekend.  Mama has been packing the suitcases.../And daddy has been getting the kayaks ready.  I just know I'm gonna get to go this time.  I haven't been since Christmas.  I kinda forgot my manners and didn't want to minda Granny, so I've been kinda grounded.  But it looks like the time is up.  I get to go see Granny.  She tries to pretend that she doesn't like us (me and Maddie), but we know the truth. '

I love Grannies house.  She has all these birds,  bunnies, some strange creature called a goat.  Why should I care what they call them,  as long as they run when I start chasing them.  I know I'm not supposed to be chasing them but, If there aren't any rats around to chase, we gotta keep our practice up right???  Well, all the above mentioned things run we chase them soooo it looks like I'm supposed to chase it.  If it weren't supposed to be chased, it wouldn't run the other way.'


'Soooooo; the chase is on///..................................

I'll let you know how it turns out Monday.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>kittens, kittens, kittens</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/127878</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 6 Mar 2006 05:22:59 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/127878</guid>
		<description>I was remembering last night.  It was back in June.  I was in my back yard watching and protecting m ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I was remembering last night.  It was back in June.  I was in my back yard watching and protecting my toys and stuff from the squirrels when I heard this mew mew mew sound.  It was really faint and I wasn't sure I even heard it.  I thought maybe the squirrels were making a new sound or something.  No, there it goes again!!  I had to go investigate.  Into the house I went to check out the back yard from another view.  No, the sound was in there too.  I barked and ran from the backyard to the kitchen (I have one of those "doggie doors" you know)  I'm not sure why they call it that cause I'm not really a "DOGGIE" but that's another story.  Anyway, I kept going back and forth barking and trying to get mommie or daddy to pay attention.  NO, they just think I'm chasing a squirrel or lizard or something like that.  I finally gave up and went to lay down.  I kept hearing that mew, mew, mew sound for 5 days.  Finally, it got so loud that mommie and daddy heard it too.  They dug these little things out from under the deck.  Mommie called them kittens and said they were "orphans".  She fed them with a little bottle.  I helped with them too.   I cleaned there faces and other parts after they ate.  We kept them at the house for about 6 weeks or so.  Mommie gave them all away except one.  She kept my favorite.  Her name is Patches and she's my very, very best friend.  Her picture is here on my page.  We were playing together and got tired and layed down together.  Mommie took our picture.  AHHHHHHHHH, that was a good memory.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>YUM --- SO SWEET</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/125011</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 26 Feb 2006 07:28:36 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/125011</guid>
		<description>Well here's the thing;  there's this little thing that comes to my house.  My human mom calls it her ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well here's the thing;  there's this little thing that comes to my house.  My human mom calls it her "grandbaby" whatever that is.  Well, this little thing taste and smells so SWEET.  I try so hard not to taste but I just can't resist him.  Mom keeps saying "no kisses Keeko", "no kisses.  I'm not kissing, I'm just flat out TASTING.   I'm not really sure what he is exactly.  He  slobbers  like me and crawls around like me.  The only real  difference I can see is they let him eat at the table with them.  Mom tells me "out of the kitchen" -- so he must not be a rattie.  Oh well, I love him anyway.  When he doesn't smell and taste sweet,  he's dropping good stuff off the table.  
HOW CAN A RATTIE NOT LOVE HIM   :)  :)  :)]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>OOPS!!!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/117978</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 7 Feb 2006 04:53:43 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Today was a good day for a while.  It was me and mama at the house.  We were sitting in the recliner ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Today was a good day for a while.  It was me and mama at the house.  We were sitting in the recliner all snuggled up.  I heard the garage door open, that means Daddy is home.  Yea!  Yippee!!  He plays tug with me.  I gotta go meet him at the door.  Daddy, Daddy look, here's my bumble bee.  Play tug with me, come on --- TUGGGRRRRR.  Oh no, the neighbor is coming over, no more tug.  Mama answered the door -------  gotta go protect her.  GGGGRRRRuff!!!  GGGRRRUFFF!!!  Mama made me sit --- wait.  I can't wait any longer.  She opened the door and invited him in.  I couldn't let that happened so I ran out and gave him a little NIP on the leg.  OOPS, I nipped a little too hard.  I got in trouble cause I was trying to protect mama.  Mama's mad at me cause I Bit the neighbor.  I don't see what was so wrong.  He's a really tall man and I was afraid he might hurt mama.  Daddy is taking my side -- he says the neighbor was coming into my house and I thought mama was in DANGER.  Yea, that sounds right.  That's what I was trying to do.  I guess I shouldn't be so mean to people that they invite in the house.  Mama and daddy both said it was ok to be mean to people that weren't invited in.  I guess now all I have to do is figure out what "invited" means.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>It's Raining</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/116361</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 1 Feb 2006 19:02:09 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Today when I went out to potty, this wet stuff fell on my head.  Mommy told me it was called RAIN.   ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Today when I went out to potty, this wet stuff fell on my head.  Mommy told me it was called RAIN.  I kinda remember this stuff from when I was younger.  I do live in Texas you know.  It's been nothing but wind and hot sun all "winter" long.  Mommy says it's supposed to be colder because it's winter but I don't think I need to wear my new coat.  I can only stay under the cover at night for a few minutes.  I come crawling out really fast and lay on Daddy's pillow.  Daddy says we have to have a bigger bed.  That's another story.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Bath Night (YUCK)</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/113888</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 25 Jan 2006 07:31:36 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>My human mommie and daddy must think I'm really stupid.  Last night they started talking about how I ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ My human mommie and daddy must think I'm really stupid.  Last night they started talking about how I stink and need a bath.  Now, I don't think I stink.  It took me forever rolling around in the back yard to get this wonderful outdoor smell.  Heck, humans pay for outdoor scents all the time.  Anyway, back to me being smarter than my humans.  They kept talking about it and looking straight at me.  Well, they got up out of their chairs and started walking straight toward me, I knew it was time to run.  Boy that was a fun play time.  I ran around and around the living room, but then mommie made that uh uh noise she makes and I knew it was time to stop.  Well, I finally gave in and let them give me the bath.  
Tomorrow is another day and I can start working on my outdoor scent all over.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I'm so MAD!!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/214834/diary/Keekos_adventures/113256</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 23 Jan 2006 08:31:26 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Keeko  ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>My mama and daddy are getting the suitcases out.  I know they are going somewhere, probably to Grann ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ My mama and daddy are getting the suitcases out.  I know they are going somewhere, probably to Granny's.  I love to go to Granny's.  She lives out in the country and I get to run and chase the birds and bunnies.  
I'm so excited I can barely contain myself.  
They just left.  The drove off and forgot me.  They actually left me here.  I don't want to stay here by myself.  Wait mom --- Come back --- I want to chase the bunnies and run, run, run.  
They aren't coming back.  They actually meant to leave me here.  I'm so SAD.  NO, I'm so MAD!!!  I think I'll chew on something.  Where's a shoe or sock.  Oh wait, here's the perfect thing --- my kong.  They do love me after all.  I'll just chew on this and wait.  I know they'll be back.]]></content:encoded>
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