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<title>Sophie's choice tidbits</title>
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<description>Dogster diary for the dog Sophie</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 24 May 2013 01:43:42 PDT</pubDate>
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		<title>Thanks!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/309049/diary/Sophies_choice_tidbits/807529</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 5 Dec 2012 07:34:30 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Sophie ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey Dogster - yeah, you guys! Thanks a whole bunch for picking my diary today. That's cool.

So wh ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey Dogster - yeah, you guys! Thanks a whole bunch for picking my diary today. That's cool.

So what's going on here? I think I ought to be playing in the snow by now. I mean it feels like it's winter, sorta, but no fun snow. It's cold in the mornings for my walk, and I have to "wait" while the folks put on a bunch of fur layers or whatever that is. They even are putting stuff on their heads. Sometimes, when we're walking I have to "heel" and "wait" while mom blows her nose and wipes her eyes. I don't know why she makes such a big deal of it. I mean, I just let it fly - sneeze and plop down and quick paw wipe the eye and we're good to GO. I mean GO. Isn't that what it's all about? 

Oh! I just met some new Dogster pals and they're chihuahuas. I only just met a real chihuahua. We're going to have new neighbors across the street, but there's no house there yet. Anyway, there are two chis who are going to be my neighbors! One is pretty young and REALLY small and REALLY REALLY loud. Talks all the time. The other one, Molly, I think I could be real friends with. She might be older than me, but she gets me. She just came up and we sniffed and then we followed each other for a little bit. She didn't want to play, but she said it was OK for me to check out the smells around the ground & stuff and stand next to her and go see her mom. 

Well, that's all I can think of today. Oh! I forgot again. Remind me to tell you about the porcupine...]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A little hitch in my giddy-up</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/309049/diary/Sophies_choice_tidbits/806790</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 29 Nov 2012 08:09:08 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Sophie ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hello Dogster world, yeah it's Sophie. I'm still here.

My folks say I'm the best dog in the house ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Dogster world, yeah it's Sophie. I'm still here.

My folks say I'm the best dog in the house. There aren't any other dogs here...so what are they saying, exactly? 

Anyway, I'm going to be eight soon. Mom can't believe it. I still really like Chuckit and Frisbee and walks and chasing Jack Rabbits, but I don't get to do it too much - except for walks and some "catch" games. Mom & Dad think I'm getting "old" or something. They worry when I don't like to use my back leg. It hurts a little, and sometimes when I get up from my bed it's really sore and I plop right back down. 

Dad says I've got a lot of heart and he loves to watch me run when I get the chance. If I can get the ball out of its hiding place I love to run with it in my mouth making big circles in the yard. If it's the Frisbee I love to shake it while I'm running. The folks don't do big long Chuckit chases much anymore, maybe I get one. But now they do "bouncers" that go way up high and I get under it and catch the ball. It's fun, I guess. Not what I want to do, really.

Anyway I just thought I'd check in and tell you what I've been up to. Oh! did I tell you about the porcupine....]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Happy birthday to me</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/309049/diary/Sophies_choice_tidbits/642250</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 09:13:57 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Sophie ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey! I'm five! that's a whole paw's worth of living, man. Mom says I show no signs of settling down, ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey! I'm five! that's a whole paw's worth of living, man. Mom says I show no signs of settling down, either.

I got some funny balls for my Chuckit. they bounce crazy. Of course, even regular balls bounce crazy when they hit a ground squirrel or gopher hole and my yard is full of those! Still, any kind of ball is fun in the Chuckit. PLUS there's snow on the ground...icicles to eat....what was I saying?...oh yeah! 

IT's my Birthday time.....]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>WOWeeeeee!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/309049/diary/Sophies_choice_tidbits/631351</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 08:25:25 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Sophie ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>To all my furiends at Dogster...thanks for picking my diary today. I feel honored and humbled and pl ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ To all my furiends at Dogster...thanks for picking my diary today. I feel honored and humbled and pleased, and heck, I really don't know what's going on, I'm just a dog!!!  I do know that I need my Mom's help to write my diary, so, I'm happy for her, too.

Gues what everybody!  It's snowing again! The snow is coming down sideways and there's not a lot to scoop on the scoop and run yet BUT there's potential.

Paws!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I'm tired</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/309049/diary/Sophies_choice_tidbits/630133</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 23 Oct 2009 09:47:06 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Sophie ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well &quot;they&quot; say dogs don't remember, so why do I feel like this has been a crazy (not in a good way) ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well "they" say dogs don't remember, so why do I feel like this has been a crazy (not in a good way) year??? My Mom, the best Mom in the world, smells funny these days...something is not right.

First, we took a long car trip a few moons ago, after the snow season. I was such a good dog . I had to play Frisbee at "rest stops". At one rest stop in Pennsylvania a farm dog ran up to the fence and we ran back and forth barking at each other til we were worn out and had to rest. Hey - is that why they called rest stops? I had to sleep in motel rooms. Talk about funny smells and not knowing what noises I had to alert my people about. But I got lots of praise, even if I got the feeling that Mom didn't like taking me out in the dark in some of the places we were. Turns out the long car trip was to visit Grandma. That was fun. She lives with a lot of old folks. they liked me and I got to show off how I play Frisbee. I met a couple of old folks who move around really fast while sitting down...that was interesting....I smelled a lot of rain there, identified instinctively my first earthworm, and the grass was thick and there were huge lazy groundhogs to watch. I also got to meet a little girl who really liked throwing ball for me. I think we are related somehow. One day, though, Mom and Dad put me in the car and went someplace called a hospital. Mom wasn't right.

Where was Mom.  A couple days after that I got to go to New Jersey to my Dad's son's place. They have a dog named Maggie, but she didn't play as long as I like to play. she had great toys, though. And I had a lot of fun stealing them and putting them in other places. She kept stealing my food, so I guess we're even. I saw my Dad, but still no Mom.

When I finally saw Mom again, she didn't smell right and she seemed afraid to walk me and do the stuff she always does with me. Now Mom has been on trips before, but when she comes back everything is the same only better, 'cause she's back. This time, everybody tried to keep me away from her. I heard words like "surgery" and "burst appendix" and "CT scan" and "mass" and smelled sickness.

Another long car trip and motel nights. Pouring rain for leash walks. then home! running free! games of chuckit with Dad! My favorite! except for Mom. walks were sloooowww and not far enough for me, that's for sure. I smelled worry.

Then it happened again. Another "hospital", another "surgery", and days without Mom. This time though, Dad took me to a place called a kennel. Boy, was that noisy. The people were nice, but I couldn't figure out why I had to stay in the cage thing or why the other dogs wouldn't shut up.  Anyway, this time when Mom came home she couldn't do anything with me. I had to stay away from her belly. Dad even had to make the liquid they have in their hand bowls every morning. I knew this "surgery" was harder for Mom and I smelled lots of stress, but I didn't smell sickness this time.

there is worry in my house...even Dad had to "go for tests" and he never goes to the doctor! Mom and Dad have long talks about doctors and bills and hearts and bones and "female stuff" and sometimes they forget to play with me. 

Oh! It snowed enough for me to scoop and run two days ago. Snow! more snow please! I love snow! Now, things are lookin' up.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>It's my Birthday</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/309049/diary/Sophies_choice_tidbits/538147</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 09:48:19 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Sophie ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everyone it's my birthday....but why is Mom embarassed to say I'm four? She says I look and act  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everyone it's my birthday....but why is Mom embarassed to say I'm four? She says I look and act like a puppy, so maybe she can get away with saying I'm not so old. She's silly. I'm four, I'm a dog, and I'm crazy.  Oh! and guess what...it's snowing and we got to play shovel the deck this morning. chasing snowballs is pretty fun. I jump waaay up out of the snow and try to catch them. I get snowcicles in my fur, then when we come inside I can lick them off.

Life is good.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Chuckit!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/309049/diary/Sophies_choice_tidbits/320880</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 6 Jun 2007 11:54:22 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Sophie ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Oh boy, now we're talking. Mom &amp; Dad got something they keep calling a chuckit! yesterday. all I kno ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Oh boy, now we're talking. Mom & Dad got something they keep calling a chuckit! yesterday. all I know is, finally they can throw the ball so it lands where I'm  going, not where I've been. I don't have to put on the brakes so much. I mean, even Mom surprised me. plus the ball is even crazier than my crzy Kong ball. Now this is playing fetch. Plus I get to really put my ears back and RUN.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Thanksgiving week</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/309049/diary/Sophies_choice_tidbits/236670</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 25 Nov 2006 07:56:29 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Sophie ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Wow! I had the best time this week. I met three new doggie pals. I met Coco, a Shih Tzu, Ginger a Ge ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Wow! I had the best time this week. I met three new doggie pals. I met Coco, a Shih Tzu, Ginger a German Shorthair, and Katy a mutt like me only grey and tall. Mom was afraid I'd hurt coco, but once I figured him out, we played OK. Ginger is Coco's sister and she's a runner like me. Boy, she's fun to chase! And Katy came in to my house and she saw my room and stuff. I wasn't too sure whether she wanted to play or not, 'cause she's older than I am, but I kept at it! (and at it, and at it...well, that's my style) Oh! I almost forgot. I even got to play with Luka last sunday. So, all-in-all it was a good week.  I already forgot I got left in my kennel duringThanksgiving dinner. Something about Mom and Dad going to somebody else's house and there being too many people that I'd be in their faces...you know, human worries. It's good dogs don't have those worries. Oh! I almost forgot. Yesterday the family who owns the lot next door came to visit...they have three small humans in their group. I got to herd a whole gang of people and then I got to play crazy ball.

Mom says I'm "almost two". I think they are waiting for some big changes. I don't know if I can deliver, I'm just such a puppy.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>nap time</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/309049/diary/Sophies_choice_tidbits/222491</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 21 Oct 2006 15:44:49 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Sophie ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I like naps with Dad. Sometimes he'll stretch out on the futon couch and invite me up too. this time ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I like naps with Dad. Sometimes he'll stretch out on the futon couch and invite me up too. this time of year, the sun is coming in the south windows in the afternoon, so sometimes I nap alone on the carpet by the balcony door in a sun patch. Mom says I'm like a cat that way. 

I'm not sure about cats. I had to stay with cats at the vet and one of them kept yowling. My folks had a cat before they had me. They had Sadie for almost 20 years. I get called Sadie sometimes, they goof. Sometimes, I run over Sadie's grave and Mom gets upset, but they put her in the good runway. I guess they didn't know about dogs then. 

I got to play with my neighbor, Luka, today. Luka is a real German Shepherd and I can almost run under her and get her high-centered! It's fun to play with her, we run, and pounce. She's my best buddy. I met dogs at school, but I wasn't allowed to play with them. There was a little bit of snow this morning when Luka came over, so we'd tear around awhile, then find a pile of snow and eat some and lay in it.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Winter is coming</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/309049/diary/Sophies_choice_tidbits/218730</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 12 Oct 2006 07:52:41 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Sophie ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I can feel it. I even saw some snow two days ago. Not real fun snow, just a little with a lot of wet ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I can feel it. I even saw some snow two days ago. Not real fun snow, just a little with a lot of wet underneath. But I think something's coming that I like. Mom says it's called "winter". Winter means walks everyday because it's not muddy anymore. Winter means Mom and Dad go skiing and then I get to play in the snow at the trailhead. Winter means "helping" shovel the deck and chasing the snowblower and running around crazy after snowballs.  

Oh, I had to go to the hospital a couple weeks ago. I punctured my throat and got sick and swollen. I didn't like the hospital, there were CATS next to me and above my kennel. The vet said something about giving me a quiet place. the cats were pretty quiet, except for one. I feel a lot better now, but I sure didn't like getting shots and my temperture taken and having to have my throat operated on. I got good food when I got home and special treats - but I think they were sneaking pills into my treats.  Mom and Dad are worried I might get sick again because I keep picking up nasties and eating them.  I can't help it, I'm a dog.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Rainy days</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/309049/diary/Sophies_choice_tidbits/191716</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 10 Aug 2006 13:28:30 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Sophie ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>It's been a while since I 've been able to write a diary. You see, Mom has to help with that and she ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ It's been a while since I 've been able to write a diary. You see, Mom has to help with that and she's been "working" a lot this summer. She even had to go on a business trip. All I know is I was sad for a few days and then we drove to the big city one day and Dad disappeared for a while, then, there he was again with Mom!!! Oh boy, oh boy, kisses and wags and ears all soft and Mom giggling. "Back from chicago" 
that was fun.

Mom and Dad say it's been a rainy summer. They talk about how green everything is.  But I still have to go "outside" to "go potty" and, well, it's not easy when you have to shake the water off before you can "go" and the water keeps dripping on you and you have to shake the water off before you can go and still the water is coming down... boy. and you got to "wait" and get your "paws" wiped before you can get in the house.  Some days we didn't go for a walk because of rain. The only good thing about rain is how good everything smells AFTER the rain. Oh I could smell the wet ground and the grass and the wildflowers and the air and the deck and the gravel path for hours! I love to stick my nose in ground squirrel holes and if the ground's wet some sticks to my nose and I can keep smelling it until it tickles and I've got to rub it off.

rainy summer days]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>smells and stinks</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/309049/diary/Sophies_choice_tidbits/165999</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 14 Jun 2006 11:06:31 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Sophie ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I was reminded by a new dogster pal that I neglected to relate my interest in smells and stinks and  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I was reminded by a new dogster pal that I neglected to relate my interest in smells and stinks and even pleasant olfactory sensations before now. I've been quite clear about my interest in snow and more recently in the water stream from the hose. But smells ....

Have you not savored the aroma of a blade of grass from ground to tip? And done it again and again?

Have you not thwarted the "powerwalk" plans of your Mom or Dad by refusing to leave the site of long-past dog, cat, coyote, rabbit, squirrel, elimination until it was throughly examined?

And, when it's your time to "do business", do your humans wonder what the heck is taking so long? Got to find the right place...smells.

And, when smell overwhelms, you've just got to start licking, too. Like when the humans apply lotion or sunscreen. They get pretty annoyed with that.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>School update</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/309049/diary/Sophies_choice_tidbits/165094</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 12 Jun 2006 09:48:18 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Sophie ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I started school last Monday and Mom says we're going again tonight. I disrupted things pretty well. ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I started school last Monday and Mom says we're going again tonight. I disrupted things pretty well. I mean why was everybody keeping their dogs from playing. That really got me. I had to bark. A lot. the teacher gave mom a water pistol to stop me barking. still, I got lots of treats during class. I'm not sure what this is all about. Something about attention and distractions and paying attention to Mom with distractions....it's quite above my head really. I want to PLAY!!!!!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I got a bath!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/309049/diary/Sophies_choice_tidbits/157191</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 22 May 2006 10:34:57 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Sophie ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>It started out simply enough. Dad was washing a couple of trailer wheels with the hose and a scrub b ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ It started out simply enough. Dad was washing a couple of trailer wheels with the hose and a scrub brush. Well, water from the hose nozzle is almost as fun as snow. I've GOT to eat it. Dad obliged me for a while, even shooting the hose out and away so I'd chase it (and he could get some work done, I guess). Then Mom came along and saw how muddy I was getting and said I'd have to have a bath before I could come in the house. Moms. I never had a bath before. It was fun when it involved the hose and I got to eat the water, but then they put sudsy stuff all over and it smelled. Mom said it smelled nice, but I thought the mud smelled better. anyway, I got the patio door all dirty from shaking off the water and suds. Then I got to lay in the sun and chase bugs on the deck til I dried off. that part was good. I heard Dad say they weren't going to bathe me very often. Maybe next time they'll let me stay muddy.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>It's morning</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/309049/diary/Sophies_choice_tidbits/155120</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 16 May 2006 07:47:57 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Sophie ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>It's morning. My favorite. Well, along with supper and ball and snow. But I can't figure out why my  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ It's morning. My favorite. Well, along with supper and ball and snow. But I can't figure out why my folks don't like morning. I mean it's morning....the sun's out, the critters are crawling, it's almost time for my walk...but there they sit in the big bed drinking something "hot" from their hand bowls. I do everything I can to get them going. I yawwwwwhiiiiiiiinnnnnn rooo orroooo. wag my tail, sit nice by the bed, jump up on the bed, show my belly, get a little crazy cute....but still....

Oh they're getting up. Mom and Dad are up! Ohboyohboyohboy. what are we going to do now??!!!! It's morning!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Craaazy Ball!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/309049/diary/Sophies_choice_tidbits/153837</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 12 May 2006 15:37:48 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Sophie ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>12 May 2006

Heh Heh Heh Heh Whoo! I just got in from playin Heh Heh Heh Heh crazy ball. I love ch ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ 12 May 2006

Heh Heh Heh Heh Whoo! I just got in from playin Heh Heh Heh Heh crazy ball. I love chasing the Heh heh heh heh whoo! kong ball. I try to beat it to wherever Mom throws it. But heh heh heh heh sometimes I've got to slam on the brakes throw up some dust and come back to get it. Whoo! Tired! gotta get a drink. heh heh heh pant pant. Mom said I looked silly with dirt on my nose.

Life is good with balls to chase and a human to repeatedly throw them.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>school</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 10 May 2006 08:27:27 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Sophie ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>10 May 2006

Mom signed me up for &quot;school&quot; yesterday. What is school and why is she so pleased wit ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ 10 May 2006

Mom signed me up for "school" yesterday. What is school and why is she so pleased with herself? I don't think I'm going to like this. More "waiting" and stuff like that probably.

On a brighter note we just got back from a really neat walk. Mom started off like we usually do, and I had to "heel" past the house with the big black dog that is chained out and barks all the time. But then! we went a totally new way! Boy, there were new smells all over. and we passed horses in two different places. we even went out on the "big road" and I had to "heel" again. Mom told me "yes!" and "that-a-way" and "what a good girl" and even gave me some little cookies. I must have been doing something good, 'cause then I got to run in a big field. I'm tired now. Even without snow, walks are good. And, I don't have to have my paws wiped when we get home.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Snow!</title>
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				<pubdate>Sat, 6 May 2006 09:26:16 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Sophie ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>6 May 2006

OhBoyOhBoyOhBoy.....
snow this morning! Not much on the ground, but way more on the d ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ 6 May 2006

OhBoyOhBoyOhBoy.....
snow this morning! Not much on the ground, but way more on the deck where it slides off the roof. Good snowball snow. good chase the shovel snow. tasty snow.
OhBoyOhBoyOhBoy....SNOW!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I've been forever home for a year</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/309049/diary/Sophies_choice_tidbits/150478</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 3 May 2006 13:34:08 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Sophie ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>24 April 2006

It&acirc;€™s been over a year &acirc;€“ a whole year! with my family. I think my folks thought  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ 24 April 2006

Itâ€™s been over a year â€“ a whole year! with my family. I think my folks thought I was too much to handle at first, but now they really love meâ€¦.you see, I managed to squirm into their hearts. I think I did that pretty quick, but I was kind of a wild pup and didnâ€™t understand housetraining or how to control myself. My Mom says she just canâ€™t figure out how I could be so smart and not be quicker to housetrain. She almost gave up on me â€“ I donâ€™t really believe that, but Iâ€™ve heard them say it. But Iâ€™m OK now.  I even get to sleep out of my crate on my very own bed. Iâ€™ve weighed about 40 pounds since august, so I guess thatâ€™s how big Iâ€™m gonna get. Iâ€™m very pretty, at least I'm told so often. 

I know how to â€œsitâ€ and â€œsit prettyâ€ and say â€œhow doâ€ (shake). I know â€œdownâ€ and â€œheelâ€ (but not with distraction) and I always "sit" and â€œwaitâ€ at the door or for my supper. I can â€œfindâ€ stuff pretty well, too (especially cookies). One time, I found Dad, but he didn't have a cookie for me, so that wasn't any fun. But what I really love most of all is snow. I love to lie in it, scoop it up and eat it on the run, jump after snowballs and chase the snow shovel. I just canâ€™t get enough snow. But my folks say there might not be any more snow for a long time??!!! Something about seasons changing....they tell me a lot of stuff but  I don't know what they're talking about. 

Why canâ€™t there be snow every day? When there isnâ€™t snow, I like to chase and fetch balls and go for walks and we just got a new Frisbee.  Itâ€™s pretty fun here.  There are lots of wild critters that I watch from inside, but my folks donâ€™t want me to chase them they say â€œleave itâ€ or â€œno chaseâ€ a lot. Thatâ€™s hard.  Itâ€™s also hard not to bark or get excited when a car goes by or the UPS man comesâ€¦it just doesnâ€™t happen that much out here. I donâ€™t know why Mom and Dad donâ€™t get more excited about those things, I try to tell them whatâ€™s going on, but they seem more interested in getting me to â€œsettleâ€.  Did I tell you that I like being brushed â€“ it feels good and my folks make such a fuss over me, but I really donâ€™t like having my nails clipped. Nobody here seems to care that I donâ€™t like it, they do it anyway.

Well, maybe this summer weâ€™re going to go hiking. I donâ€™t even know what that is, but a neighbor gave me a backpack.  Said I could carry my own water and cookies? Iâ€™m not sure I really like it, but maybe Iâ€™ll get used to it. Maybe we can just go for a ride in the truck.

Oh! Did I say that I really like snow?]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Sophie's first week at home</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 3 May 2006 13:31:14 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Sophie ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>April 10, 2005 to the good folks at ark-valley humane society

This is Jinx, here, but my new peop ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ April 10, 2005 to the good folks at ark-valley humane society

This is Jinx, here, but my new people are calling me "Sophie" (I think).  But I get lot's of "Good girl" and "Good puppy" so I'm not sure.  This is a pretty neat place...there is sooo much to smell and do....every day is different.  I didn't like my crate much at first and I still fuss for awhile when it is bedtime, but Mom says I haven't messed my crate the last three nights and I do "good potty outside" in the middle of the night. I think I'm catching on to doing my business outside, unless I get really distracted.  Yesterday, I met the neighbor's horses, and I had to bark they were so big.  But Dad stood with me and kept me close and eventually a big black horse named Oso touched noses with me.  That tired me out for the rest of the day.  Plus the ride in the truck to get there. 
 
Anyway, I miss my pals there, but I think I could get used to living with my new people. They want to teach me what a "walk" is, Mom is really looking forward to that, but I think I'm a little too curious (whatever that is) right now.  So, we play "fetch" in the house (oh yeah! I impressed them with how well I "give" my toy so we can keep playing) and we do really short practice walks in the driveway until I pull too much. I just can't help it.  
 
Do you know there are real coyotes out here? Sometimes we hear them at night. Mom and Dad say I sound like one when I'm fussing in my crate. 
 
Well, just wanted to say hi and thanks to everybody there for being so nice to me before.
 
Sophie 
that's short for Anna-Sophie Mutt'rr  I heard she's a famous German violinist or rather Anne-Sophie Mutter is anyway
 
AKA  Jinx]]></content:encoded>
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