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<title>The World according to Hulk</title>
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<copyright>Copyright 2013 by Hulk &amp; Dogster</copyright>
<pubDate>Wed, 19 Jun 2013 08:51:26 PDT</pubDate>
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		<title>The girls are gone</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 15 May 2013 09:30:50 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Greeting from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, winter has been gone since early April.....Spring is g ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Greeting from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, winter has been gone since early April.....Spring is giving way to Summer.  Dad and I have been working on fire wood.  We had a few hot days last week...temperature in the high 90s, but it has cooled down some now.

The girls (chickens) have moved away.  They have gone to live with the neighbors chickens.  Dad and I are gone much of the time, and rather than have the neighbor come up to feed the girls, we allowed them to leave home.  They send a dozen eggs to us occasionally, so it is working out okay.

Dad and I are planning to go to visit Charlene and Greg (my human sister and brother-in-law) next month.  They are having their annual community yard sale, and we will be taking a truck load of our junk (oops!.....treasures) in hope of making enough $$$$ to pay for our travel expenses.

We have also planned our annual Family camping trip.  It will take place over the fourth of July this year.  I can hardly wait.

That's all for now!
Hulk H. Komar]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Stupid Groundhog</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 3 Feb 2013 08:23:59 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Greetings from the frozen north!   This is (the incredible) Hulk, barking to you from Beautiful Down ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Greetings from the frozen north!   This is (the incredible) Hulk, barking to you from Beautiful Downtown Chesaw, in the mountains of north central Washington state.

I have been up to my collar in snow for quite a while now, and am ready for spring!  I was happy when February 2nd dawned with an overcast sky...no shadow to frighten that stupid groundhog, this year, I thought to myself!  But then, guess what???  About mid-morning, the clouds went away and the sun shone brightly.  Well, the groundhog had just come out of his hole and when he saw his shadow, he was so frightened he retreated into his hole.  So now there will be six weeks more winter!  Stupid groundhog!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The frozen north</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 6 Jan 2013 10:43:33 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, it has been a while since I last wrote, I decided to bark all the news, which isn't very much. ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, it has been a while since I last wrote, I decided to bark all the news, which isn't very much..........nothing much ever happens on our mountain side. Sandy Claws came right on schedule.  He is very quiet; I didn't hear him come again this year.  As always, he brought me a lot of treats, and this year he brought a new blanket, actually a quilt.  I have been sleeping on it every night since.  When we go to visit Charlene, my (human)sister, I plan to fold up my quilt and put it in my crate so I can lie on it while we are there.

We have had snow on the ground since the first week in November.  At first, I enjoyed running around plowing snow with my nose, but now I am getting tired of winter.  I can hardly wait for spring.  We have about twenty inches now, and the weather lady said there is more on the way.

Our girls (the chickens) refuse to come out of their house.  They are blaming Dad for the snow, and have decided not to give him any eggs until he makes the snow go away. 

Our friend Bill came up with his snow plow to clear our driveway a while back, but he got stuck in the ditch.  While he and Dad worked to free his truck, I helped by barking encouragement from inside the gate.

Your pal,
(the incredible) Hulk H. Komar]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Weekend adventure</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 19 Sep 2012 14:47:28 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Greetings from beautiful downtown Chesaw

Well, I decided that I should bark the news about last w ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Greetings from beautiful downtown Chesaw

Well, I decided that I should bark the news about last weekend.  Dad and I had planned to attend THE VASHON SHEEPDOG CLASSIC last Friday, Saturday and Sunday on Vashon Island, near Seattle, Washington.  We planned to leave home at 2:00 AM; that would get us there around 9:00.......shortly after things got started.

Well, DAD OVERSLEPT!  He didn't wake up until about 7:00.  Dad never oversleeps......he has a built in alarm clock.  He always can wake up when he needs to.  Well, not this time!

Dad used to live on Vashon Island, and he had told one of his old bowling buddies he was coming, so we let our friend know that we would be a day late.  Dad wanted to stop at Aunt Bonnie's and pick up a truck load of stuff she wanted to give us for our next yard sale.  Well, Aunt Bonnie was to attend a hen party Friday afternoon, and we knew we couldn't get there before she left, so we planned to stay Friday night at a motel, go to Aunt Bonnie's first thing Saturday morning, then go to the island.

Dad and I decided that it would be fun to camp at the State Park not far from Aunt Bonnie's instead of staying at the motel.  Big mistake.  Dad didn't have his sleeping bag, but we had his cot and a quilt and a light blanket in the truck.  Dad thought that would be enough.  I had my crate and thought I would stay warm in that.  We had fun to begin with, went on two nice walks and went to the beach.  

Soon it was bed time; Dad wrapped up in his blankets and I curled up in my crate.  And then.....the temperature dropped!  I don't have anything  to freeze off any more, but Dad, like the proverbial brass monkey,still has, and soon everything began to freeze.  I was cold too, in my crate and we both lay there and shivered, only dozing occasionally until about 2:30 AM, when we finally decided we had had about as much fun as we could stand, and sat in the truck until morning, enjoying the heater.

After we picked up the stuff at Aunt Bonnie's, we went to visit our friend on Vashon Island.  We had decided that we had already missed too much of the Sheepdog Trials, and decided to skip that.  At Dad's friend's house was a pretty Rhodesian Ridgeback.  She was a senior, just like me, but she was very grouchy and very rude!  Every time I tried to sniff her butt, she turned around and grouched at me!  I finally gave up and decided to go over to the humans and get petted instead.  

It was a nice adventure, but I, like Dad, was happy to arrive back home!

Your incredible pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Yard Sale</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 7 Aug 2012 19:26:52 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Greetings from (the incredible) Hulk!

I want to bark the news about our yard sale last weekend:   ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Greetings from (the incredible) Hulk!

I want to bark the news about our yard sale last weekend:  It was supposed to be our first annual COMMUNITY YARD SALE.  We didn't have much participation........there were supposed to be a lot of people selling, but on Friday, there were just three families: Dad and me, our friend Monica, all by herself, and Bill and Sandy.  Saturday, Monica wasn't there and on Sunday it was just Dad and me.  It was just too hot to be sitting out in the sun; Friday and Saturday it was 95, and on Sunday....101!  I had a very good time, though....As always, I was the official greeter.  I greeted the customers whether they wanted greetings or not!  Most of the folks enjoyed my affections, there were only a few old grouches who must not like dogs.  Dad called me away from them.

The sale was held in the parking lot of our Mercantile Store, and on Friday and Saturday, if there were no customers, we could go inside to escape the heat, but on Sunday the store was closed, so we worked until it got too hot and then we went home.  I got lots of good treats and made some new friends, so I think it was a very good weekend, indeed! 

Slobbers and Barks,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Poochapalooza</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 26 Jul 2012 16:45:28 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, I decided I should bark the news about the POOCHAPALOOZA.  It is a fun dog event held annually ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, I decided I should bark the news about the POOCHAPALOOZA.  It is a fun dog event held annually in Arlington, Washington.  Dad and I attended this year, along with my "niece" Phoebe and her humans....my (human) sister and brother-in-law....., Charlene and Greg.  Amanda was supposed to go with us, but she fell asleep while sun bathing and was suffering from a horrible sun-burn and didn't feel like coming along.

I came in LAST in the pie eating contest (big dog division)!  Dad said it was a FINE TIME for me to show good table manners, but it was a meat pie, and was sooooo good that I wanted to savor every bite!  Phoebe came in last in the small dog division, for the same reason.  

Phoebe, Charlene and Greg won first place in the BEST COSTUME contest and Dad and I won second place.  Phoebe, Charlene and Greg were dressed as PIRATES, while Dad and I wore our clown suits.

It was a lot of fun, and we had a lot of good treats.  I made a lot of new friends.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Mighty Mouse?</title>
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				<pubdate>Fri, 4 May 2012 18:21:37 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Greetings from the Hulk!

Well, I have some incredible news!  Last night, while Dad and I were loo ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Greetings from the Hulk!

Well, I have some incredible news!  Last night, while Dad and I were looking through the window of the magic box that has all those miniature people, animals and monsters in it.....we were watching people singing and people talking; it was called AMERICAN IDOL ......olliver sudden, we saw an incredible FLYING MOUSE!  He was flying all around in my and Dad's living room!  Dad said his name is BAT, but I think it was MIGHTY MOUSE.  He wasn't wearing his blue suit and red cape, though, but Mighty Mouse is the only mouse I know of that can FLY!!

Well, Dad opened the door, and after a while, Mighty Mouse flew outside.  I thought it was very interesting, even better than AMERICAN IDOL,  especially since SKYLAR, Dad's and my favorite was eliminated from the show.

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A trip to Charlene's</title>
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				<pubdate>Mon, 26 Mar 2012 08:43:38 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks and butt-sniffs from (the incredible) Hulk!

Dad, Gertie and I went on an adventure last wee ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks and butt-sniffs from (the incredible) Hulk!

Dad, Gertie and I went on an adventure last week-end!  We went to Visit Charlene and Greg---My "sister" and brother-in-law.  It was a lot of fun, as usual, except that Dad made me stay at Charlene's house while Gertie got to go with them to a PARTY!  Amanda, Dad's great-granddaughter was having a party to celebrate her 18th birthday!  I felt really cheated, especially when Gertie came back and gloated about the wonderful time she had, especially all the great things she had to eat. There were children there who kept sneaking bites of birthday cake and other contraband to her!  Dad kept telling them not to do it, but they did it anyhow!

Except for the disappointment of not attending the party, I had a good time.  Charlene and Greg gave me lots of attention and treats.

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Stupid Groundhog</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 5 Feb 2012 09:39:38 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, it happened again this year..........that darn groundhog came out of his hole, saw his shadow, ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, it happened again this year..........that darn groundhog came out of his hole, saw his shadow, and terrified, he jumped back in his hole, bringing us six more weeks of winter!  If I could find his hole, next February 2nd, I would give him something to be afraid of, and it wouldn't be his shadow!

Our morning temperature has been between 10 and 15 degrees for the past week or two.  No new snow....we still have much less on the ground than usual.  My friend Stove is working hard, pulling double shifts to keep me warm, so life is still good.

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>In Trouble Again</title>
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				<pubdate>Fri, 27 Jan 2012 11:09:48 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Butt-sniffs and slobbers from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, I am in trouble again!  Last night We  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Butt-sniffs and slobbers from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, I am in trouble again!  Last night We decided to have PIZZA for supper.  We had a Digorno's frozen pizza in the freezer, and when we got it out, Dad left it on the counter top while the oven was pre-heating.  I have been trying hard to teach Dad to put things out of my reach, and I decided to give him another lesson.  So I took the pizza outside, opened the box and ate it!  (Ate the pizza, not the box!)  Imagine Dad's reaction when he discovered the pizza gone and the empty box outside!  Of course I acted very sorry and ashamed of myself, but I really wasn't sorry and I was proud of myself!  

We have about 16 inches of snow, and the temperature has been between ten and fifteen degrees for the last few days.  I like to run and plow snow with my nose.  And the poop-sicles are ripe and very tasty.  Life is good!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Christmas</title>
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				<pubdate>Mon, 26 Dec 2011 10:24:23 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, we had a good Christmas, as always.  Sandy Claws brought lots of treats, and a nice new doggie ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, we had a good Christmas, as always.  Sandy Claws brought lots of treats, and a nice new doggie blanket.  We had a good Christmas dinner------we had HAM!!  Dad was pretty generous since it was Christmas, and I had been a pretty good boy all year.  I got a whole slice of ham all to myself.  I also had some potatoes and chicken gravy.

I finally learned the answer to a mystery:  Every so often, a thing that sits on the table next to Dad's chair makes a loud noise and Dad puts part of it up to his ear and talks to it.  I have been wondering about this for a long time, but yesterday, after Dad talked to it for a while, he put it up to my ear, and, guess what???  Charlene was in there, and she talked to me!  I smelled the thing and couldn't smell her, but it was her voice.  I don't know how she got in there, though.

Dad says that a NEW YEAR is about to start, whatever that means.  Whatever it is, I hope all my DOGSTER PALS have a good one!

(the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Sandy Claws</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 14 Dec 2011 09:42:26 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Greetings from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, 'tis the season...... Sandy Claws will soon be coming ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Greetings from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, 'tis the season...... Sandy Claws will soon be coming.  I hope he didn't notice the times that I wasn't very good, because if he did, I may not get anything!  Maybe he will forgive me my trespasses.  After all, I was good most of the time!

The UPS man brought a big box from Charlene yesterday, and when I sniffed it, I learned that there are some doggie treats in there.  It smells like SNAUSAGES!  Dad won't open the box no matter how hard I beg!

It has been cold here lately; the morning temperatures have been in the single digits and the low double digits; no warmer than 12 degrees.  The good thing about that is that the poop-sicles are ripe!  Gertie and I crunch down a few every chance we get, but we have to be creative in finding a place to leave them to ripen because Dad goes out and looks for them; when he finds some, he throws them away!

The snow isn't very deep yet, only a few inches.  We will probably be getting more any day now.  It is fun to run around plowing snow with my nose!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Poop-sicles</title>
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				<pubdate>Mon, 17 Oct 2011 14:25:19 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks and butt-sniffs to all!  This is (the incredible) Hulk.  I have been silent for a while------D ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks and butt-sniffs to all!  This is (the incredible) Hulk.  I have been silent for a while------Dad has been pretty stingy with the computer time.  He sits there and does his stuff----Email and shopping and..........., but says he doesn't have time to help me with my DOGSTER stuff.

Our weather has been getting a lot colder lately. with frost nearly every night.  Soon the POOP-SICLES will be ripe!  Dad thinks it is disgusting when I bring one in the house to eat in comfort beside Stove, and takes it away from me.
I can't understand Dad's attitude.  He eats horrible things like mushrooms, but gets grossed out when I eat a delicious cow-pie, or poop-sicle. I just can't understand it.  Humans are funny, aren't they?]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Yard Sale</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 30 Aug 2011 06:33:26 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, we returned home yesterday from our visit to &quot;sister and bro-in-law&quot; Charlene and Greg's.  The ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, we returned home yesterday from our visit to "sister and bro-in-law" Charlene and Greg's.  They were having our annual family yard sale.  I had a wonderful time at the sale--I was the official greeter.  I was very polite and made many new friends.  The weather was too hot, though; we had to quit by mid-afternoon each day because we were suffering from the heat.  

We were all happy to get home, though---It is always nice to come home, isn't it?

(the incredible) Hulk H. Komar]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Camping</title>
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				<pubdate>Fri, 19 Aug 2011 08:40:35 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I want to bark the news about our annual family camping trip.  I had a very good time.  The weather  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I want to bark the news about our annual family camping trip.  I had a very good time.  The weather was nice; no rain like we had last year.  We went to the same campground as last time.  Dad, Greg, Phoebe and I went on a long walk all the way around the lake.  Phoebe kept up really well for such a little dog.  She had to climb over logs and work her way through big rocks, but Greg never had to help her.  Gertie didn't get to come on any long walks because she is too fat and out of shape.  Dad took her on some shorter ones.  Dad took me on some other nice walks so I could check my pee-mail  It had been a whole year since I had been there so there was a lot of news to catch up on.  I found a lot of nice horse-apples, but whenever I got ready for a feast, Dad always yelled LEAVE IT!! so I had to pass them by.  

Dad's great-granddaughter, Amanda, came home with us to help catch up on the work Dad has let get behind.  We will be taking her home this week-end when we go back to participate in Charlene's yard sale.

That's all the news for now; 
Your pal,
(the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Turnspit Dogs</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 2 Aug 2011 11:19:05 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I would like to bark about Turnspit Dogs:  Happily, Dogs don't have to do that kind of work any more ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I would like to bark about Turnspit Dogs:  Happily, Dogs don't have to do that kind of work any more.  Prior to and possibly into the early 1800s, Dogs were used to turn a spit on which was skewered meat to be roasted over an open fire.  The spit was turned via a wheel, inside of which a dog had to run---something like a hamster wheel.  The meat would have to cook for several hours, during which time the poor dog wasn't allowed to stop even long enough to catch his breath, lest the meat burn.  Sometimes, as in restaurants or inns where large portions of meat were roasted, there would be two dogs who would work on alternate days. 

The dogs' "pay" would be a bite of the meat after it was done.  I am happy that I don't share those dogs' fate!  What a boring and tiresome job that would be!

Dad and I read about this in the book:  "Amazing Dogs: A Cabinet of Canine Curiosities" from Cornell University Press.  

Another job that dogs used to be given was to collect money for charities.  Dogs were fitted with a harness on which was fitted a lock box with a coin slot.  They would carry signs indicating what charity they were collecting for.  The dogs would walk around wherever people congregated and beg for contributions.  I wouldn't mind having that job.

All in all, it is a very interesting book.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>New sister</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 9 Jun 2011 19:01:26 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks and butt sniffs from (the incredible) Hulk!

I want to bark some good news! I have a new SIS ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks and butt sniffs from (the incredible) Hulk!

I want to bark some good news! I have a new SISTER!  Her name is GERTIE, and she is an AMERICAN BULLDOG.  She is a rescue, so nobody knows for sure how old she is, but we think she is about nine.

We found her on the old dog haven website,(www.olddoghaven.org) but she actually belonged to another rescue group.  We went to meet her and decided that she would fit into our family. After our references were checked, she came to live with us.

I plan to help her and Dad create her DOGSTER page, as soon as we can figure out how to load photos from our camera to our new computer.  For some reason we are having trouble figuring it out.  Dad and I tried once without success, but plan to try again tomorrow.

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dog Walk</title>
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				<pubdate>Mon, 6 Jun 2011 15:56:37 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, I think I should bark to you about the DOGS FOR THE DEAF 2011 ROARING TWENTIES dog walk.  DOGS ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, I think I should bark to you about the DOGS FOR THE DEAF 2011 ROARING TWENTIES dog walk.  DOGS FOR THE DEAF, located in Central Point Oregon, has an annual benefit dog walk; Dad and I have been wanting to participate for years, and this time we got to go!  This year was the 20th anniversary of the dog walk, so they gave it a "Roaring Twenties" theme.  Everyone was encouraged to come in costume.  My "sister" Charlene, Brother-in-law Greg and their fur-baby Phoebe went with Dad and me.  Dad and Greg wore zoot-suits; Charlene and Phoebe dressed as flapper girls.  Charlene made my costume---it was supposed to be a black zoot-suit, but it looked more like a tuxedo.  Never-the-less, it fit the '20s theme.  We entered as a group and won the best costume award!

When Dad and I arrived back home, we discovered that we had had an intruder.  One sniff and I knew who it was---it was a BEAR! He had torn down part of the fence to gain entry to the yard, opened the garbage cans and strewn garbage all over the yard.  We keep our freezer in an outside shed; The bear had drug the freezer out into the yard, upended it and scattered the contents around.  He had eaten his fill of the meat and other contents and left the rest, which was thawed and ruined.  Then he CRAWLED THROUGH MY DOGGIE-DOOR and tore the house to pieces.  He ATE ALL MY TREATS!!!  He also ate all of Emma's food and knocked over furniture.  What a mess!  We were worried that he had also eaten Emma, because she was nowhere to be found, but she finally showed up later that evening.

Ded and I cleaned up the yard and cleaned the mess inside the house, then we repaired the fence and fixed the shed so hopefully the freezer will be safe from further indignities.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A New Sister?</title>
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				<pubdate>Fri, 13 May 2011 14:16:43 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, I am really excited!   I found a &quot;girl&quot; on the OLD DOG HAVEN website, and when I showed her to ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, I am really excited!   I found a "girl" on the OLD DOG HAVEN website, and when I showed her to Dad, he agreed that it was time to adopt a "sister" for me, and he thinks GERTIE might be the right one.  We are planning to go visit her in her foster home in about two weeks.  I can hardly wait!  She is an AMERICAN BULLDOG.  I hope she and I like each other, because it doesn't seem the same around here since we lost Vixen, and a new girl is just what we need.

The snow has finally melted, and the weather has warmed up.  Spring was late this year, I think it is because that darn groundhog saw his shadow on February 2nd.  

Charlene and Trisha are coming to visit in a week---I will be happy to see them!  The bad thing is, though, when they leave, Dad and Trisha are going fishing on a salmon charter boat, and I don't get to go!  I have to go to the boarding kennel.  I will hate that.

Charlene is having her annual Neighborhood Yard Sale in a month, and I do get to go to that!  Dad and I are planning to haul a truck load of our treasures over to try to sell them.  I can hardly wait to get there, so I can go on a walk around the neighborhood to check all my pee mail!  It has been a whole year, and there will be a lot of news to catch up on.

That's all the news for now
(the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dog walk</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/719834</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 24 Apr 2011 11:33:01 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks and slobber from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, the good news is that we are planning to part ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks and slobber from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, the good news is that we are planning to participate in the annual DOGS FOR THE DEAF benefit dog walk.  I have been wanting to do that for a long time.  Phoebe will be going with us, along with her people, Charlene and Greg---Dad's daughter and son-in-law.  The bad news is that the theme for this year's event is "the roaring 20's", and Dad is going to make me wear a ZOOT SUIT that Charlene is making for me.  He and Greg will be wearing zoot suits too, while Charlene and Phoebe will be wearing FLAPPER GIRL costumes.  Maybe they will publish our picture in their newsletter.  It will be nice to meet new people and dogs, and to make new friends.  I hope I can behave like a gentleman.

We are thinking about attending the BARK IN THE PARK festivities in San Jose, California this September.  Dad doesn't know if we can go--he said we will have to wait and see. I love to travel.  It is fun to bark out the window at people.  Dad always yells at me to shut up, but I just can't help myself!  I wish he would roll the window down far enough that I could stick my head all the way out.

Spring is almost here, we only have patches of snow here and there, and the days are mostly sunny and warm.  Well---warm in comparison to what we were having a few weeks ago.

We are planning our annual family camp-out.  Charlene reserved out favorite site in the campground not far from where she lives.  I can hardly wait!

Charlene and Greg's Neighborhood yard sale is in the planning stage.  I can hardly wait for that, too.  I always get to go for nice long walks all over the neighborhood, to check my pee-mail.

Your pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dog walk</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/717929</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 7 Apr 2011 13:58:15 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks and butt-sniffs to all from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, it has been quite a while since I  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks and butt-sniffs to all from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, it has been quite a while since I have barked to y'all, but for some reason, Dad has been pretty stingy with my computer time!

The hottest news at this time is that Dad and I are going to participate in the DOGS FOR THE DEAF Dogwalk this June!  I can hardly wait!  Phoebe will be bringing her mom and dad, Charlene and Greg.  I will have a brand new costume!  It will be a ZOOT SUIT!  Charlene is going to make it for me.  (The theme for this year's Dog Walk is THE ROARING 20s) Dad and Greg will have zoot suits,too.  Charlene and Phoebe will be dressed as FLAPPER GIRLS.

Our snow is melting fast.  We did have a little snow fall last night, and it is snowing lightly at this time.  It will melt off fast, this time of the year it never lasts long.

Dad and I are hoping the road will soon be clear of snow so we can start cutting fire wood.  We are getting a little low.

Your pal, 
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Finally</title>
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				<pubdate>Sat, 26 Feb 2011 09:34:46 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Slobbers and butt-sniffs from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, Finally Dad has let me use the compute ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Slobbers and butt-sniffs from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, Finally Dad has let me use the computer.  It has been a long time.

Winter is still hitting us pretty hard.  We did have a warm spell a few weeks ago that melted a lot of our snow, but we still have about twelve inches.  The temperature has been at zero or slightly below for the last few days.  This is good, because the POOP-SICLES ripen faster than Dad can find them and throw them away.  Whenever I find a ripe one, I bring it in the house and start chewing on it.  It is fun to gross Dad out that way!

I have been having a good winter in other ways, too.  SANDY CLAWS brought me lots of treats.  Dad put them in a container, and was rationing them---only giving me two or three a day.  I fooled him, though-----when he was away, I managed to get the top off the container, and ate them all!  After all, they were mine--------right?

Dad and I are planning to adopt a new sister for me from OLD DOG HAVEN,a shelter devoted to old dogs that are considered un-adoptable by other shelters.  You can check their website-- www.olddoghaven.org. We have been sending a monthly contribution to them for several years.  

Dad got to play in the snow again this winter when my work truck fell in the ditch.  We had been plowing the snow from the road, and when we turned into our driveway, my truck fell in the ditch.  The more we tried to get out, the farther into the ditch we went.  Dad got to shovel snow and to lie down and install tire chains, but nothing worked.  So we had to call AAA to send a tow truck to winch us out.  I didn't get to help the tow truck driver, but I did stand behind the fence and shout encouragement.

I hope all my DOGSTER pals are having a good winter too.

Your Pal,
Hulk H. Komar]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Mushrooms---eeewww!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/692815</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 25 Sep 2010 15:49:08 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Greetings from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, Dad has done it again-------He and I went up the road ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Greetings from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, Dad has done it again-------He and I went up the road, for a walk, or so I thought.  I wondered why he was carrying a grocery bag-----MY bags are in the dispenser, attached to the leash, so it wouldn't be for THAT........Well, I soon learned what it was for when he began picking MUSHROOMS and putting them in the bag.  When we went back home, Dad cleaned those nasty things, then cooked and ATE them!  He even offered a bite to ME!  eeewww!  

Winter is not far off----the nights have been getting cooler.  We had frost on the ground two mornings ago.  Snow will be coming before long.  Dad has been waking up my friend, STOVE most mornings.  I am always happy when he wakes up, because it feels so nice to lie down beside him.

The deer hunters have been driving up and down past our house for the past week.  That is good, because I have something to bark at.  I get tired of barking at nothing.  It is not so good for the poor deer, though.  I am glad I am not a deer!

Dad bought me a new car.  His name is JEEP.  Dad thinks Jeep will be better at climbing up the hill and up the driveway when it snows.  I would rather he used my truck, RANGER, because it is fun to look out the window and cheer for Dad when he is trying to help RANGER when he is stuck in the snow.  That's all the news for this time.  Signing off for now-------------

Your pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Sad news</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 14 Sep 2010 09:51:33 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Ohhh, Dad, Emma and I are so sad--------we have lost our VIXEN!  Vixen has been having more and more ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Ohhh, Dad, Emma and I are so sad--------we have lost our VIXEN!  Vixen has been having more and more trouble with arthritis in her hips.  For some time now, she had been falling down a lot, and it had been getting more difficult for her to stand up again.  The last few days, she had been in considerable pain, almost couldn't walk, and Dad had to help her up when she fell.  So yesterday Dad and I had to take her on her last visit to Doctor Cody.  So now she is waiting at THE RAINBOW BRIDGE, along with Breanna, Freya, Max and all the others. We all miss her sooooo much!

Sadly,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Camping</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/686885</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 17 Aug 2010 13:38:00 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Greetings from (the incredible) Hulk:

I finally have a chance to bark the news about our camping  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Greetings from (the incredible) Hulk:

I finally have a chance to bark the news about our camping trip.  Dad has been hogging the computer lately, and I haven't been able to update my diary!

Our camping trip was a great success.  No rain this year!  Again this year, I got to go on several interesting walks.  There were lots of wonderful smells to check out, and plenty of things to pee on.  My niece, Phoebe and her Dad, Greg went with Dad and me on one walk where we saw some HORSES.  Phoebe had never seen horses before, and didn't know what they were.  These horses were giving rides to some people.  I am glad that I am not a horse.  I wouldn't enjoy having people sitting on me!  

My favorite niece, Stephanie and her husband Wayne brought something new this year. It is called a BABY----When I sniffed its foot, I discovered it is actually a very small human.  What a surprise!  I had never seen a human that small before.

There was somebody new with us this year-----a lady named Sharon.  She and Dad were school mates all through grade school and high school.  She and Dad have been chatting on line, and we decided to invite her on our camping trip, since she lives close to the campground.  I enjoyed her, even though I smelled CATS on her.

I got to go on walks with my favorite grand-niece, Amanda.  We went to the lake, where I went in the water as deep as my knees!  There was a black Lab named Packers with us this year.  He chased a stick way out in the lake!  That's not for me, though----I believe that water is for drinking and wading in, as long as it is not deeper than my knees.

Your Pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Teeth, Thyroid pills and Camping</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/681738</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 14 Jul 2010 16:09:56 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Greeting from Beautiful downtown Chesaw!

Well, Dad and I stopped at Doctor Cody's clinic today to ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Greeting from Beautiful downtown Chesaw!

Well, Dad and I stopped at Doctor Cody's clinic today to get more thyroid pills----I ran out this morning.  The good news is that The ladies that hang out there gave me lots of treats.  The bad news is that Dad made an appointment for me to have my teeth cleaned!  I have to go tomorrow morning.  I don't want any part of it, but I guess Dad knows best.  I am bound to get some more treats, so that will be good.

Dad and I have planned another camping trip.  We will be going with Charlene and her family.  I always enjoy camping.

We have been having HOT weather for the last week or two.  It has been in the high 90s.

Your pal, 
(the incredible)Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Yard Sale</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/680002</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 2 Jul 2010 17:07:15 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Greetings from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well we have returned from participating in Charlene and Gr ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Greetings from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well we have returned from participating in Charlene and Greg's neighborhood's annual Yard sale.  We had good weather this year, and there was a lot of participation in the neighborhood.
I got to sit there and meet the people, and was very good.

As always, Dad and I went on several walks and bought a lot of great stuff.  I got to check my Pee-mail at all the usual places.  

Dad went out to dinner with Charlene and Greg and other family members.  I didn't get to go, but they brought back a doggie-bag full of left overs for me and Phoebe, who also had to stay home.

Vixen stayed with Wendy at the local animal shelter, and had a good time as always.  She was glad to come home, though.  Dad took Vixen's blanket along for Charlene to wash, and Vixen didn't like that very much.  She had it smelling just the way she liked it-----now she has to start all over.

Now we are planning our annual CAMPING TRIP with Charlene, Greg and others.  I always enjoy camping-----there are so many new and wonderful smells and so many trees to pee on!  We will be leaving on July 26th and will be gone for a whole week!

Barks and slobbers from your pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>MONSTER!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/671242</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 11 May 2010 14:07:48 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks and slobbers to all my Dogster pals!

Well, guess what???    That monster came back!  The on ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks and slobbers to all my Dogster pals!

Well, guess what???    That monster came back!  The one with the big square tooth.  And it had captured another man!  It was making the man ride on its back.  The man was pushing and pulling things that looked like sticks that seemed to be attached to the monster's back.    This time there was no snow for it to push around, so it went up and down the driveway with its tooth dragging on the ground.  Vixen and I stood at the fence and barked until we finally scared it away.  When it left, the man was still sitting on its back, pushing and pulling those sticks.

Winter is finally gone, and it is mostly warm and sunny.  Dad and I have planned another camping trip.  We will be leaving on June 8, and will be gone for a week.  I always enjoy camping, because there are so many new and exciting smells---I can smell deer and squirrels and bears.  (oh my!)  We are hoping for no rain.

Charlene will be coming for a visit in about a week!  I always am happy when she comes because she always brings me some treats!

Your incredible pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Up Jumped The Devil</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/665924</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 11 Apr 2010 08:07:39 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, once again I am in trouble!  And once again, it is not MY fault.  It happened this way:  After ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, once again I am in trouble!  And once again, it is not MY fault.  It happened this way:  After Dad fixed his breakfast, he left the carton of eggs on the counter in plain sight and within my reach.  

Now, I know that I am not supposed to steal food off the counter, but there is no rule against looking!  They were nice fresh eggs, from the neighbor's chickens, and as I was standing there looking at them, UP JUMPED THE DEVIL!  He told me that I should steal those eggs while Dad was in the other room---he said that I could blame Vixen.  So I did it!  I reached up and knocked the eggs to the floor----there were ten of them left in the carton. 

I was just eating the last egg, when IN WALKED DAD!!  Boy, did I get in trouble!  Dad just couldn't understand that it wasn't my fault.  After all, he shouldn't have left them there and it was the Devil that made me eat them!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Fun in the driveway</title>
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				<pubdate>Sat, 20 Mar 2010 11:37:33 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks and Butt-sniffs from the (still frozen) north!

Well, this is the time of the year that the  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks and Butt-sniffs from the (still frozen) north!

Well, this is the time of the year that the driveway turns to ICE!!  As usual, Dad and I are having fun!  Yesterday, We decided to take my "highway truck"  down the hill to check the mail, instead of the four-wheel-drive truck.  Dad put chains on the rear tires, while I gave encouragement out the window.  

On the way home, about half way up the (steep) driveway, the tire chains lost their grip, and we began to slide backwards down the driveway.  Such fun!!  

We only slid about 30 feet before the truck turned sideways.  I watched out the window while Dad walked up get my work truck.  Twice on the way up, he decided to try to make a snow angel.  He must not have known that you can't make snow angels  on ICE!

He brought the big truck partway down the driveway, so he could use the winch to pull my Ford Ranger straight.  When he brought the winch cable down, he tried again to make a snow angel!  He must have forgotten that it doesn't work on ice.  After connecting the winch cable, Dad walked out into the snow along the edge of the driveway to return to the big truck.  He could have made a snow angel then, but must have decided not to.

After my Ranger was straight again, and facing DOWN the driveway, Dad and I parked it at the bottom, where it will stay until the ice melts.

Your Pal,
(the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Stupid Groundhog!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/659490</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 8 Mar 2010 09:45:22 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks and Butt-sniffs from (the incredible) Hulk

Well, the groundhog was a failure this year.  Wh ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks and Butt-sniffs from (the incredible) Hulk

Well, the groundhog was a failure this year.  When he came out of his burrow on February 2nd, the sky was overcast, so I am sure he didn't see his shadow, and Spring should be here by now.  But it isn't----it has been below freezing most mornings for the past month, and this morning we woke up to a SNOW STORM.  Horrible big flakes, coming down thick and hard.  It would not be so bad if it was cold enough to ripen the poop-sicles, but it isn't that cold.  They stay squishy, which isn't nearly as good as nice crisp frozen poop-sicles!  If they are solidly frozen I can sneak and take them in the house to enjoy in the comfort of my spot beside the stove.

Vixen, Emma, Henny-Penny and I are ready for Spring.  Henny-Penny and Emma HATE winter.  Vixen and I like it for a while, but about this time every year, CABIN FEVER sets in, and we spend a lot of time arguing.  Dad hates it when we argue-----he always screams at us to knock it off.  We almost never get physical, usually we just scream at each other and make faces.  Twice Vixen has pierced my ear however, and once I bit her tail and made it bleed.  She splattered blood all over the house!  Dad got mad at me, but it was Vixen's fault.  She shouldn't have run around wagging her tail!  

Yesterday Dad got to play in the snow.  We were coming up our (steep) icy driveway, when, about halfway up, the studded tires lost their grip and the car went sliding backward down the driveway!  When that happens we build up a considerable amount of speed.  Well, this time we ended up in a snowbank, so Dad got to crawl around in the deep snow to install the tire chains.  I stayed in the car and watched through the window.

Later, Ol' Weird John came to return some borrowed DVDs, and the same thing happened to him!  Dad walked down the driveway (actually, he slid partway down on his back, after his feet shot out from under him), and helped ol' John install his chains so he could get out of the snowbank.  Dad made me stay in the yard, but I stood at the fence and shouted encouragement at them while they were playing in the snow!

Your pal
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dad said the D-WORD!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/657807</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 27 Feb 2010 11:41:43 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, I have bad news!   Today, Dad called me fat-ass and said I was going on a DIET!  That is the m ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, I have bad news!   Today, Dad called me fat-ass and said I was going on a DIET!  That is the most horrible thing I can imagine!  The last time I was on a diet, I didn't get any treats, I got smaller meals and I didn't get to pre-wash the dishes!  If that's not ABUSE, it is bordering on it!

Awooooooo!  How will I survive?

Your mistreated friend,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Its Been a while</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/656270</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 19 Feb 2010 13:45:15 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, Dad has finally said that I can work with the computer.  He restricted my use for a while----- ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, Dad has finally said that I can work with the computer.  He restricted my use for a while-------something to do with the magic he calls SOLAR POWER.  I don't understand why, but during the part of the winter when the days are shortest, that magic doesn't work very well, so Dad restricts the computer time to HIS STUFF, and mine has to wait!

Anyhow, here I am again------The weather on our mountainside is warming; the snow is beginning to melt.  The bad news is that there will be no more POOP-SICLES until cold weather sets in again next winter.  Poop is so much better in the winter when it is frozen!  

I went on a nice trip yesterday.  Dad and I went to Seattle, where Dad had some business to attend to.  I got to go inside where there was a nice lady called a receptionist.  While Dad was talking to a man, I taught the receptionist to do HIGH FIVES and to give me a treat everytime we did it.  She was pretty smart for a human; it didn't take very long for her to learn.

Poor Vixen is not doing very well.  The arthritis in her south end is getting much worse-----she can hobble around slowly, and sometimes falls down.  She still is a happy lady, but the time is coming when she will be ready to say goodby.  Dad built a step to make it easier for her to get up on her couch.

Dad and I are planning to go on a camping trip in June.  I can hardly wait.  Then we will be going on another camping trip in August with Charlene and Greg.  More of the family will be going, but we are not sure how many.  Stephanie and Wayne are planning to come, and will be bringing something called a BABY.  I've never seen one of those before, but Dad said that I have to be nice to him and not eat him for lunch.

That's all for now, I feel the urge to go out and bark at nothing.

Your Pal,
(the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Jason and the squirrel</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/629150</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 14:46:24 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Greetings from (the incredible) Hulk!

I would like to bark the story about Jason and the squirrel ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Greetings from (the incredible) Hulk!

I would like to bark the story about Jason and the squirrel:  For a long time. there was a squirrel who, at the first sign of the oncoming dawn, would climb down from his tree and up onto our metal roof above Dad's and my bedroom.  He would run back and forth for a while------it sounded like he was wearing combat boots; then he would climb down to the window sill and peek through the window as if to see if we were awake.

Well, we had enough of that, so Dad sent off a mail order, and before long, the UPS man brought a package.  When Dad opened it, I looked and saw AN OWL!!  He looks real, but isn't.  He has motion sensers, that when anyone comes within range, cause him to turn his head and hoot loudly!

Dad named him JASON because in the small animal kingdom, the owl is considered Jason Vorheis without the hocky mask and big knife!  (That's Jason of FRIDAY THE THIRTEENTH)  

Well, the next morning, we heard ol' Mr. Squirrel running around on the roof, so we watched out the window.......and there he came, heading for the window sill.  When Jason turned his head and hooted, he took one quick  look, turned around and was gone!  He came back the next morning to see if the coast was clear-----Jason hooted at him again--and that is the last time he bothered us!

It is DEER SEASON again this year, and Vixen and I have barked ourselves hoarse at the hunters.  There are some camped in the National Forest,  just beyond our property line.  Vixen and I can hear and smell them.  Also, truckloads of hunters keep driving back and forth along our road.  We are working overtime to make sure that they don't come in our yard!

That's all for now
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Photo Shoot</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/620769</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 09:39:27 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks and tail wags from (the incredible) Hulk:

I have a new friend; her name is Kirsten, and she ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks and tail wags from (the incredible) Hulk:

I have a new friend; her name is Kirsten, and she is a professional photographer!  I had a photo shoot with her while Dad and I were on our vacation.  The photos came in yesterday's mail!  I picked some of my and Dad's favorites to post on my DOGSTER page---be sure to check them out!

Well, It seems that winter is on its way again.  The nights are getting pretty chilly----no morning frost yet, but it is coming soon, I think.  We have all our fire wood cut and stacked, so we are ready.  I think I like winter better than summer, because I can go out and play in the snow.  Also, the poop-sicles are ripe during the cold weather.  I have to be creative when it comes to putting poop out to ripen into poop-sisles, because Dad always goes around looking for them---when he finds one, he throws it away!  So I have to look for good places to hide it.  Another good thing about winter is that STOVE, the big black monster that sits in the living room is awake and making good heat.  Dad feeds him fire wood and he gives me heat.  I love to lie next to him.

Your pal. 
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My Vacation</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/614717</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 17 Aug 2009 13:54:57 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, Dad and I returned from our vacation Saturday.  I had a very good time, as usual. 

Our camp ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, Dad and I returned from our vacation Saturday.  I had a very good time, as usual. 

Our camping trip got rained out after three days, so we went to Charlene and Greg's house, and spent the rest of our time doing other things.  On the first morning of our camping trip, dad and I went for a long walk on a trail in the forest.  Horses had been along the trail, and had had "accidents".  I decided to clean up the accidents, but Dad made me stop.

There were so many things to pee on that I went dry.  We went down to the lake, where my grand-nieces went swimming.  I went in as deep as my ankles.

Charlene, Dad, Phoebe and I went to watch a herding dog competition.  I wonder why the dogs do that.  It looks like too much work to me-----I'd rather take a nap.

We went to a dog party in Portland, where Dad bought me a new bandanna and some treats.  I saw a GIANT!  Dad called him a Mastiff.  I went over to smell his butt---I wanted to learn if he was a dog or a pony.  When we got about ten feet from him, he MADE A FACE at me!  Well, I am not a chicken, but I'm no fool, either.  Those teeth looked mighty big to me!  I scurried back behind Dad, peeked out from behind and made a face right back at that big guy!

Friday afternoon, I got to go to my own professional PHOTOSHOOT! 
The photographer is named Kirsten.  Her website is www.gooddogphotos.com  She will be finished with my photos next week, and I will post some of them on my DOGSTER page.

Your pal, 
(the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Camping!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/611408</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 4 Aug 2009 18:28:15 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I am so happy---it has finally come!  The time to leave for our CAMPING TRIP!  Dad and I will be lea ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I am so happy---it has finally come!  The time to leave for our CAMPING TRIP!  Dad and I will be leaving very early on Thursday morning for Charlene and Greg's, and then we will all be going camping for four days, starting Sunday!  I can hardly wait!  Vixen will be going on a seperate vacation.  Tomorrow Dad will take her to Howling Ridge Animal Rescue, where she will be spending her vacation again this summer.  She always has a good time there---all the other dogs let her be the boss!  I will let you know how our camping trip works out, and will have some pictures to post.

Your Pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Old Dogs</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/606325</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 17 Jul 2009 13:17:20 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Butt-sniffs to all from (the incredible) Hulk

My Dad and I make a small monthly donation to OLD D ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Butt-sniffs to all from (the incredible) Hulk

My Dad and I make a small monthly donation to OLD DOG HAVEN, a rescue group that specializes in rescuing OLD, hard to place dogs.  They recently sent us this poem, that we thought was worth sharing:
                                          
                                          AN OLD DOG'S PRAYER
                                One by one, they pass by my cage
                               It seems I am not wanted anymore
                               I once had a home,I once had a bed
                           A place that was warm, and where I was fed

                           Now my muzzle is gray, and my eyes slowly fail
                                     Who wants a dog so old and so frail?
                                       My family decided I didn't belong
                                 I got in their way, my attitude was wrong

                                    Whatever excuse they made in their head,
                                       Can't  jusify how they left me for dead.
                                      Now I sit in this cage, where day after day
                                           The younger dogs get adopted away.  

                                   When I had almost reached the end of my rope
                                          You saw my face, and I finally had hope
                              You saw through the gray, and the legs bent with age.
                                               And I felt I had life outside this cage.

                                        You took me home, gave me food and a bed,
                             And shared your own pillow with my poor tired head.
                                       We snuggle and play, and you talk to me low.
                                      You love me so dearly, you want me to know.

                                      I may have lived most of my life with another,
                                But you outshine them with a love so much stronger
                                     And I promise to return all the love I can give,
                                           To you, my dear person, as long as I live.

                                       We may be together for weeks or for years,
                         We will share many smiles, you will no doubt shed tears
                              When the time comes that God deems I must leave.
                               I know you will cry, and your heart, it will grieve.

                                  And when I arrive at the bridge, all brand new,
                                   My thoughts and my heart will still be with you.
                                                And I will brag to all that will hear,
                                       Of the person who made my last days so dear.

                                                                     (unknown)

Check out OLD DOG HAVEN's website at:   www.olddoghaven.org

Your pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Yard Sale</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/604122</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 9 Jul 2009 17:52:16 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, I thought I should bark the news about this year's community yard sale that is an annual event ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, I thought I should bark the news about this year's community yard sale that is an annual event at my sister Charlene's neighborhood.

Once again Dad and I loaded my truck with treasure, and drove to Charlene and Greg's for the week.  It takes about nine hours to get there, and as usual there was a lot of interesting pee mail at the rest areas along the way.

We arrived on Wednesday, which gave us the next day for other activities before the sale began.  I had left pee mail messages all over the neighborhood the last time I was there, and I enjoyed smelling all the responses.

Charlene and Greg had adopted a new dog since Dad and I had been there last.  Her name is Phoebe.  She is quite young, and liked to run and jump all over me, which was okay---I sort of enjoyed it.  

I made one mistake, though, and was very repentant over it.  My (human) niece came over, and brought me a bone, and brought a pupperoni for Phoebe.  Dad and Charlene, without thinking, went outside for a few minutes, leaving Phoebe and me alone in the house.  I was chewing my bone, and Phoebe came over and tried to take it away from me.  I reached over and snapped at her, but she didn't jump out of the way, and I bit her enough to leave a tooth hole.  When she screamed, Dad and Charlene came rushing in to check.  She wasn't hurt very much and I was very ashamed of myself.  I didn't get in trouble, because Dad and Charlene realized it was sort of their fault for leaving us together when I had a bone.  They didn't blame me for defending my bone.

Except for that, my manners were good, as always.  I enjoyed lying in my crate and watching the people come to check out our stuff.  Vixen visited the HOWLING RIDGE ANIMAL RESCUE while we were gone, and as always, enjoyed herself.  She loves to hang around all the dogs there, because they always let her be the boss.  She loves Wendy, the lady who is in charge of the shelter.

Your pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Yard Sale</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/599184</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 22 Jun 2009 13:21:19 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, I can hardly contain my excitement!  We are leaving Wednesday to go to my sister (Charlene) an ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, I can hardly contain my excitement!  We are leaving Wednesday to go to my sister (Charlene) and brother-in-law (Greg)'s house for their annual neighborhood YARD SALE!  That is the time that everybody in the neighborhood who wants to participate, has a yard sale.  We always take a truck load of stuff that we want to get rid of.  I always have a wonderful time.  There are so many new friends to make!  Dad and I always take a long walk around the neigborhood, and look at all the other people's stuff.  Dad sometimes spends almost as much as he takes in for the stuff we sell.  

The long drive to get there is lots of fun, too!  There are so many things to see and smell along the way.  It takes us all day to get there.  We live in a very remote area, and around here, I never see so many cars and people as when we go to Charlene and Greg's.

Vixen gets to go on her vacation while Dad and I are gone.  She gets to go to the HOWLING RIDGE ANIMAL RESCUE, where they also board dogs.  She has a great time there.  As soon as she gets out of the truck she heads to where all the other dogs are, as fast as she can.  At 115 pounds, she is usually the biggest dog there, and they all let her be the boss.

I will also get to see Stephanie,  my favorite (human) niece.  She isn't afraid of big dogs like me, and always plays with me and gives me treats.

Matthew and Timothy, my feline brothers, always hide all the time I am there, so I won't get to play with them, but I will get to meet Phoebe, my new niece, who is a very small girl, a toy poodle cross, only weighs around 5 pounds.  I hope she isn't afraid of me.  Charlene said that Phoebe likes to play with big dogs , but I have to be careful not to hurt her.

I will let you know how everything goes.

Your pal,
(the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Camping</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/573607</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 27 Mar 2009 09:28:02 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Tail wags and happy barks from (the incredible) Hulk.

Well, Dad and (sister) Charlene have planne ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tail wags and happy barks from (the incredible) Hulk.

Well, Dad and (sister) Charlene have planned a CAMPING TRIP!!  I can hardly wait.  We aren't going to Baker Lake this year because (brother-in-law) Greg changed jobs, and doesn't have vacation time, so we are going someplace close to Charlene and Greg's house, so he can come and still go to work.

Dad and I are thinking about going to Baker Lake by ourselves for a few days.

We have been having some warm days, and the snow is melting fast.  It still freezes every night, so the driveway is covered with ice!  We have been able to get up the driveway so far, in four wheel drive.  Going down is fun, when the tires lose their grip and we go sliding!  We slid into a snow bank one day last week.  It was fun watching Dad walk back up the driveway to get a shovel to dig us out.  He fell down at least four times.  Dad didn't think it was fun.

Your Pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The fifth little piggie</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/570693</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 17 Mar 2009 10:53:07 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Greetings from (the incredible) HULK 

Well, I suppose most (human) mothers have played the little ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Greetings from (the incredible) HULK 

Well, I suppose most (human) mothers have played the little piggie game, using their children's toes-----(This little piggie went to market, this little piggie stayed home...................).  well, the fifth little piggie, (the one that went wee, wee, wee, all the way home)  has nothing on my Dad.  I was helping dad in the storage shed yesterday, when he picked up a heavy box to move it.  The bottom of the box opened up, and the contents fell out----including a large pipe wrench which landed squarely on Dad's toe.   Well, first Dad made a rather poor attempt at yodeling---then, grabbing his foot in both hands, made a rather interesting attempt at an indian war dance, complete with authentic sound effects.  Then he outdid the fifth little pig as he went wee, wee, weeee!  All the way home.   On a scale of one to ten, I gave his performance a seven in entertainment value.

We still have almost eighteen inches of snow in the places that don't get much sun, and night time temperatures have been below freezing.  It has warmed up during the day to the mid forties.  The driveway hasn't turned to ice yet this year, as it usually does.

Your Pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Groundhog</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/557244</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 5 Feb 2009 10:14:47 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, it happened again------on Feb. 2nd, that darn groundhog came out of his hole---saw his shadow, ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, it happened again------on Feb. 2nd, that darn groundhog came out of his hole---saw his shadow, and in fear, jumped back in his hole to stay for six more weeks!  That means six more weeks of winter----and we are all ready for spring!  I was hoping for a cloudy day, but the sun was shining brightly.  Vixen and I are doing a lot of arguing, and when we do, Dad yells at us!  We all have cabin fever!  And Dad doesn't help things at all, when he takes the shovel and walks all around the yard, collecting our poop-sicles and THROWING THEM AWAY!   Well, at least I can always lie down next to STOVE---Dad still keeps feeding him firewood, and he makes a lot of nice heat.  That is one good thing.

Dad took his shovel and climbed up on the roof and played in the snow again yesterday.  It looked like a lot of fun, throwing the snow off the edge of the roof.  He wouldn't carry me up the ladder, and I can't climb it by myself, so I didn't get to help.

Your pal,
(the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dad's snow-game</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/552458</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 23 Jan 2009 13:14:11 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Greetings from the frozen north from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, Dad has found a new way to play ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Greetings from the frozen north from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, Dad has found a new way to play in the snow!  He has been up on the roof of the cabin shovelling snow!  It looks like so much fun!  I wanted to go up and help, but couldn't figure out how to climb the ladder, and Dad wouldn't carry me up!  So he got to do it all by himself.

It is still cold--------the morning temperature was 10 degrees (fahrenheit), the poop-sicles are ripe-----all is well!

Your pal, Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>THE MONSTERS WOKE UP!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/549201</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 14 Jan 2009 09:46:06 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks and butt-sniffs to all from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, we have been having quite a bit of ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks and butt-sniffs to all from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, we have been having quite a bit of snow lately, so much that the snow plow on my truck can't clear the road well enough, because the snow has piled up along the edges so high, that when Dad and I plow , the snow falls right back onto the road.  So yesterday Dad, Ol' Weird John and Lonesome woke up both their and our snow-eating monsters and used them to clear the edges of the road.  We have a mile of road that we have to clear, so it took a long time.  Dad wouldn't let me come and help, because he said I might fight with Lonesome.  He is right too, I probably would.  I hate Ol' John, and I hate his dog, too!

We have about twenty inches of snow on the ground, and Dad says we will get more before it starts to melt.  It has warmed up from a cold snap, when the temperature dropped to minus 17!  (That is fahrenheit, not centigrade)  The best part about that is that the poop-sicles ripen before Dad has time to find them and throw them over the fence!

Your pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Snow,Poopsicles and Sandy Claws</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/538193</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 12:56:25 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks and smiles from the frozen northwest, from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, guess what??  We no ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks and smiles from the frozen northwest, from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, guess what??  We now have six inches of snow on the ground and all is GOOD!  I love to play in the snow; the most fun is running and plowing the snow with my nose!  Another reason snow is good is that I don't have to go inside to get a drink----eating snow is a good way to satisfy my thirst.

The temperature has dropped to well below freezing---down to 5 this morning.  That means the poop-sicles are ripe!  Dad won't let me bring them in the house, so I have to eat them outside.  Sadly, dad spends a lot of time outside with a shovel looking for poop-sicles-----when he finds one, he throws it over the fence!  What a waste.  Vixen and I are getting pretty creative when it comes to finding a secret place to plant them, though.

Sandy claws will be coming soon, and Vixen and I have both been pretty good this year.  We haven't run away----not even once!  We do spend a lot of time across the room from one another, making faces at each other, but I hope Sandy Claws will forgive that, since the rest of our behavior has been so good.

Yesterday, Bill came over and helped Dad and me mount the big square tooth on the front of my truck, so that now Dad and I can make my truck go up and down the driveway and the road and push the snow out of the way.  Truck  just puts his big square tooth down on the road, and when he goes along, the snow is pushed off to the side!  Dad woke up the snow eating monster, and made him go up and down the walkways in the yard and eat the snow.  Well he doesn't eat it--he must not like the taste because he puts it in his mouth and then spits it out-----way off to the side.  This is good, because it makes a good place for dad to walk, since he doesn't like to run and plow snow with his nose.

The last good thing about the cold weather is that the big fat monster that sits in the living room and eats firewood---his name is "stove"-- makes a lot of heat---and it is wonderful to lie beside him.  Stove always goes to sleep in the spring, and doesn't wake up till the cold weather comes again in the fall.

That's all for now,

Your pal, Hulk.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My truck</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/509957</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 27 Sep 2008 08:41:49 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks and slobbers to all from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, it has been some time since my last e ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks and slobbers to all from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, it has been some time since my last entry---I will try to catch you up on all the happenings on our mountainside:

Dad and I went after more fire wood, and guess what???  When Dad cut down a tree, it fell right on my truck!  Ohhhh, it was pretty scary, because I WAS IN IT!!!  It didn't land on the cab where I was sitting, though, it landed on the bed.  Well, the bed was crushed, but we were still able to drive the truck home after Dad cut the tree up.  So Dad and I built a flatbed for it.

But now, My poor truck is embarrased again!  Olliver sudden, we heard a noise, and the truck wouldn't turn to the left!  It was lucky we wern't very far from home and all the corners were right turns.  Whenever the truck got too far to the right, dad had to stop and back up to straighten it out!  We finally got home, and the next day we started working on it.  Well, we worked and worked---Dad pounded on stuff under the truck with a hammer, and things came apart.  Well, finally Dad said he wasn't able to fix it, so he put things back together, and then----another truck came.  It was a much bigger one and a man got out and loaded MY truck on the big one.  I was very sad, because I thought it was gone forever, but then Dad and I got in my small truck---(his name is Ranger)---and Ranger took us to town, and there was my truck I thought was lost.  The man there is going to fix it.

OTHER NEWS:   Julie came to visit for a few days.  Dad and I went to Spokane to get her, to a place called an AIRPORT.  Well, we parked Ranger, and while we were walking to airport, a terrible MONSTER came!  It was a flying monster-----I think it was a DRAGON!!  We were lucky that he didn't see us, and landed on the other side of the building.  We went inside and sat down, and pretty soon, Julie came walking down the ramp!  I was very excited to see her!  Then when it was time for Julie to leave, we took her to Seattle to her friend's house.  That was an exciting trip.  I always enjoy looking out the window at all the cars and people.  We went for a walk, and I found lots of things to pee on.

That's all for now!
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Fire wood and a cow pie</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/487270</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 28 Jul 2008 11:05:36 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>But-sniffs and barks to all from (the incredible) Hulk:

Yesterday Dad and I went after firewood,  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ But-sniffs and barks to all from (the incredible) Hulk:

Yesterday Dad and I went after firewood, and guess what?  I found something wonderful-------a nice fresh cow pie!  I was so excited!!  I ate some, but saved most of it to roll around in.  Then I went back to let Dad enjoy my new scent, but Dad wasn't very thrilled.  I just can't understand it.

After the truck was loaded, we went home, and then, as soon as we arrived, Dad GAVE ME A BATH!  Ohhh, I was so sad---I was so proud of how nice I smelled, and Dad washed it away!  I will be on the look out for another cow pie so I can do it again.

Your pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Camping</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/486888</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 27 Jul 2008 07:53:03 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks and tail wags from THE INCREDIBLE HULK! 

  I finally have time to bark to you all about our ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks and tail wags from THE INCREDIBLE HULK! 

  I finally have time to bark to you all about our camping trip.  We went to Baker Lake again----actually to PARK CREEK CAMPGROUND, near Baker lake.  This was Grandma's favorite spot in the world, and she wanted her ashes left there.

It was a good trip---the weather was nice, and best of all, I didn't FALL IN this time.  We went for a lot of walks---and there were so many wonderful smells and sights, and so many things to pee on that I kept GOING DRY!  

Aunt Bonnie was there, and so were her son John and daughter Terri.  Terri's son Brady brought his dog, a pit bull cross.  We both raised our hackles at first, but after some sniffing, we got along fine. 

Charlene brought me a smoked knuckle bone--------- I had a lot of fun burying it, digging it up and re-burying it!  When I saw Dad starting to load stuff in my truck, I knew he was getting ready for  us to come back home, so I dug up my bone and brought it to him to put in the truck. 

Vixen's vacation was good too.  She went to visit at HOWLING RIDGE ANIMAL SHELTER.  She had a great time, playing with the other dogs. but she was happy to see Dad and me when we picked her up.

Hour pal,
HULK]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The DEVIL made us do it!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/481292</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 12:32:25 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>But-sniffs and slobbers to all!

Well, When Dad and I came back from town yesterday, I had been in ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ But-sniffs and slobbers to all!

Well, When Dad and I came back from town yesterday, I had been in the car for quite a while, and was THIRSTY!!  The usual routine when we arrive home, is for Dad and I to close the outer gate first, then open the inner gate so we can bring in whatever we brought from town.

Well, this time, because I was so thirsty, Dad opened the inner gate first.  Then he started carrying  in the groceries, and FORGOT TO CLOSE the outer gate.   Vixen and I noticed that BOTH GATES WERE OPEN!! 

What an opportunity!  We both knew better, but the DEVIL told us that it would be just fine to RUN AWAY!  So we did.  What fun we were having!  But pretty soon we heard Dad calling.  We ignored him as long as we could, but after about 20 minutes, we decided we had better go home.  So we did.  Dad was happy that we came home, but was pretty disgusted with us for running away.  He just doesn't understand that we just can't resist the devil when he tells us to break the rules.  It certainly isn't OUR fault!

Your pal,
(the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Thunder</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/480119</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 10 Jul 2008 14:00:15 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, GUESS WHAT???  I finally discovered where THUNDER comes from!  That terrible scary sound that  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, GUESS WHAT???  I finally discovered where THUNDER comes from!  That terrible scary sound that frightens even ME!!  It is the barking of HOLLOW STICKS!!  Yes, it is true.

Dad had company----and they put some cans on a stump----then they got out a hollow stick.  It had an unusual smell; sort of like oil and rotten eggs.  Then they held the stick to to their shoulders, and olliver sudden the stick let out a loud bark---a thunder noise.  It was so loud that the cans started falling off the stump!

Well, I am as brave as can be, but it was too scary even for me.  I couldn't help myself--------I had to run and hide!  Dad wasn't afraid, though.  That stick let out one thunderous bark after another, but Dad never did run and hide.

I thought I should share this information, in case any of my friends were wondering where thunder comes from

Your pal, Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Begging</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/478873</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 7 Jul 2008 07:15:02 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Sometimes our owners go through a stubborn phase, which can make successful begging a challenge.  I, ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Sometimes our owners go through a stubborn phase, which can make successful begging a challenge.  I, being an expert begger, will share some techniques that almost always work for me:

SAD EYES:  It works!  Practice the sad stare until you have it down pat, then add THE CANINE STATUE TECHNIQUE.  Practice sitting very still, nothing must move except your (sad) eyes, which should follow each bite the human takes, from the plate to the mouth.  Always perform this technique within direct sight of the human.  You should be positioned in such a way that it is very difficult to avoid looking at you.   If you can find a spot in view of two humans, so much the better---this doubles your chances of success.  You should practice SLOBBERING, because that is a very effective technique to add to SAD EYES and STATUE.  You need to practice until you can maintain a good long slobber.  Some dogs can almost reach the floor with their slobbers.  

Some owners have formed the habit of, during meal times, banishing us to our crates, another room, or, worst of all--  outside.  This makes successful begging difficult, but not impossible.  Vocalizing will often work:  Start with a pitiful whine.  Skip this step if the human is hard of hearing, and go directly to the next step:  THE FULL BLOWN CRYING TECHNIQUE.  This is similar to the whine, but louder, much louder.  If you still have no positive results, you can try HOWLING.  This should be very sad sounding and drawn out-----(yipyipyip oooooooooo!).  It should sound like you have lost your best friend.  Keep this up;  if you still are unsuccessful, you can at least be happy that you made your (stingy) human's meal much less pleasant than it otherwise would have been!

My Dad is very succeptable to the SAD EYES technique, and I seldom have to go beyond, but when Grandma was with us, I often had to resort to SLOBBERING.   But when we go visiting, sometimes I get put in my crate at mealtimes.  That is when CRYING comes in handy.  On the rare occasions when I get banished to the outside, I have to resort to HOWLING.

I hope this helps.

Your pal,
(the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Camping!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/475058</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 16:27:10 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, guess what??  We are going camping again at Baker Lake!  I had such a great time last year---- ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, guess what??  We are going camping again at Baker Lake!  I had such a great time last year----I can hardly wait!  (Well, it was a great time except for when I fell off the log into the water that was over my head!)  There will be a bit of sadness, though---we are going to have a memorial for Grandma, and spread her ashes in her favorite campsite.

Aunt Bonnie will be there, so will my Neice Terri and my Nephew, John, (Bonnie's Daughter and Son).   My sister, Charlene and brother-in-law Greg will be there and so will Dad's grand daughter Jenny and great-granddaughter Brianna.  I am hoping Dad's other Grand daughter, Stephanie can come.  She's my favorite!

The memorial will be on Saturday---we are planning to arrive on Wednesday, so we will have plenty of times for walks and other fun.

Dad and I sent for a memorial statue of my "sister" Breanna.  When it arrived, we were surprised at the quality.  It looked exactly like her.  The artist's name is Sue Hoffman.  Her website is www.petstatues.net Check it out!

Your pal,
(the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A new adventure</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/470236</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 07:35:34 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, guess what???  Last week we went to visit my sister Charlene and brother-in-law Greg!  I alway ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, guess what???  Last week we went to visit my sister Charlene and brother-in-law Greg!  I always enjoy going to the city because there are so many strange and wonderful smells and sights!  Along the way,we stopped at most of the rest areas so that I could check my pee-mail

We took all of Grandma's stuff along and had a YARD SALE!  I enjoyed that because there were so many people to look at.  I have a way of telling who the DOG LOVERS are, and when one came around, I would always greet her.

I was on my best behavior---I spent a lot of time in my crate, with the door open.

Dad and I went on some nice walks, and I found a lot of new things to pee on!

Even though I had a wonderful time, it was nice to arrive back home.  Vixen had to stay at the boarding kennel.  Boy was she glad when she got home!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Spring is finally here</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/460464</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 16 May 2008 08:35:08 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Slobbers and Butt-sniffs to all!

Well, it was late coming this year, but it seems that spring has ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Slobbers and Butt-sniffs to all!

Well, it was late coming this year, but it seems that spring has finally arrived.  Snow was falling as late as last week!  We had been having rain, and olliver sudden, it turned into snow!  It didn't stay on the ground, though.  That must have been winter's last dying breath, because it has been warm and sunny ever since.

Dad and I are planning a trip to visit my sister Charlene and Brother-in-law Greg on the first weekend in June.  We are planning to have a yard sale to sell most of Grandma's stuff.  I enjoy yard sales; there are always lots of strangers to bark at.  Because I am so good at scaring strangers away, I have to spend a lot of time in my crate, but I don't mind that.   Charlene and Greg have two new kittens, Timothy and Matthew---we haven't met yet, and I hope I don't scare them too much. 

Julie moved away, so Vixen doesn't get to go there to visit Cossack this time--she has to go to a boarding kennel.

Over the past week, Dad and I have cut a little fire wood, but we still have a long way to go before we are finished.

Well, that's all for now, it is about time for BREAKFAST!!

Your pal,
(the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Breanna at the bridge</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/433201</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 4 Mar 2008 09:40:54 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>AAWOOOOO!  We are all sooooo sad---------We have lost our Breanna!  She went to THE RAINBOW BRIDGE l ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ AAWOOOOO!  We are all sooooo sad---------We have lost our Breanna!  She went to THE RAINBOW BRIDGE last Saturday, March 1st.  It was way too soon, she was only 5 1/2.  Dad and I took her to Doctor Cody on Thursday.  He said that he suspected that she had bone marrow cancer, based on her blood count.  He gave her medication to try to build her blood, but it was too late.  So now my baby sister is with Max and Freya, waiting for the rest of our gang.

Sadly, 
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Grandma</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/429698</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 24 Feb 2008 12:38:00 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well,  I have sad news-----We have lost Grandma.  Dad and I took her to the hospital, and she didn't ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well,  I have sad news-----We have lost Grandma.  Dad and I took her to the hospital, and she didn't come home.  We are all really sad.  Dad told me that this summer, we will be going on another camping trip to BAKER LAKE; and will scatter Grandma's ashes there, in her favorite place.  It will be a sad time.  

Sadly,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Sandy Claws came!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/407371</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 30 Dec 2007 14:36:58 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, it has b een a while since Dad let me use the computer last.  It has something to do with the  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, it has b een a while since Dad let me use the computer last.  It has something to do with the magic Dad calls SOLAR POWER.  The days are pretty short, and we have clouds, so that magic isn't working as well as during the summer, so Dad limits my computer time.  

Christmas was good---Sandy Claws left a whole armload of treats and toys for all of us.

We have about eight inches of snow, and since January is our heavy snowfall month, a lot more will be coming.

It has been cold enough for the poop-sickles to form!  The only bad thing about that is that Dad goes out and looks for them, and when he finds one he throws it over the fence!  I can still find one occasionally, though!

Dad and I are SPONSORING A DOG at OLD DOG HAVEN!  You can meet him at  www.olddoghaven.org  His name is BO.  It is a pretty cool website.  

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Poop-sicles are ripe!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/393614</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 24 Nov 2007 16:46:55 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Greetings from the frozen north!

Well, Winter has set in now, for sure!  Temperatures have been b ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Greetings from the frozen north!

Well, Winter has set in now, for sure!  Temperatures have been between 8 and 10 degrees for about a week now.  (that's fahrenheit)   The best thing about cold weather is that the Poopsicles are ripe--nice and crunchy.  The only thing is, when I find one and take it in the house so I can lie bye the stove to enjoy it, Grandma YELLS AT ME, and calls Dad, who takes it away from me and THROWS IT AWAY!

The other good thing about cold weather is that there is always a fire in the stove, beside which I can lie down and take a nap.  

Thanksgiving was good, with wonderful treats for all of us.  Christmas promises to be good, too.  I have been very good this year, so Sandy Claws should bring wonderful stuff.  I can hardly wait.

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The monster bit me!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/388543</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 12 Nov 2007 18:30:48 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woofs and tail wags from (the incredible) Hulk!

Ohhh, what a day I had!  Dad and I were planning  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs and tail wags from (the incredible) Hulk!

Ohhh, what a day I had!  Dad and I were planning to cut fire wood----We put the Log-Biting Monster in the cab of the truck--On the floor.  Remember him?  He is the one with a long snout, like an alligory, except his teeth are all on the outside.  Dad wakes him up, and with a terrible roar, he bites the logs into short pieces!  He was asleep, so I didn't worry about him being in there with me.

I was jumping around, as I sometimes do, when I happened to step off the edge of the seat, and guess what??  That darn monster BIT ME!  Right on the ankle!  The blood was running out, all over everything!

Dad looked at my leg, and decided I needed to go to see doctor Cody, so we went home and got in the car and headed to the clinic.  When we got there, Doctor Cody wasn't there, but Doctor Ron was.  He put me on the table, and held me while Stacy put a thing over my nose, and made me breath some bad-smelling air.

Well, oliver sudden, I started to get very sleepy.  I fell asleep, and when I woke up, I discovered that my ankle was bandaged.  Dad took me home, and I had to wait for two days before he removed my bandage I was very good, and didn't chew it off before then.  I have to go back in ten days and get the stitches out. 

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My bad mood.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/376153</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 15 Oct 2007 11:18:05 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Aaaawoooo!

It is no wonder I am in a rotten mood today.  It is MY BIRTHDAY, and everybody forgot! ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Aaaawoooo!

It is no wonder I am in a rotten mood today.  It is MY BIRTHDAY, and everybody forgot!  Everybody except DOGSTER, that is.  Thank you, Dogster, for the birthday greeting!  That served as a reminder to Dad and Grandma.

I am going to make them suffer with guilt for a while before I forgive them.  It serves them right.  I don't even get to have a party this year.  Ohhhh, what a poor neglected dog I am! 

Dad did decide to let me go to Julie's with him this afternoon, though, even though it is Breanna's turn, so that is one good thing.

It is deer season again, and hunters are swarming all over the forest, and driving up and down the road all day and half the night.  Vixen, Breanna and I are all hoarse from barking.

It  has been sunny weather lately, but cold, with frost covering the ground almost every morning.  Dad and I are expecting snow any time, now.

Well, I have to get busy, there are hunters to bark at, and I have to help Breanna and Vixen.

Your pal,.
(the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The MONSTER came back!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/364647</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 14 Sep 2007 14:23:54 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Greetings from Beautiful Downtown Chesaw!

Well, guess what??????????  Remember the monster that c ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Greetings from Beautiful Downtown Chesaw!

Well, guess what??????????  Remember the monster that came during the winter of 2005?  The one who had captured a man, and was making him ride on his back while the monster pushed my snow around with his one big square tooth?  Well, he came back!  He had captured another man, and was making him ride on his back.  This man was pushing and pulling strange appendages that were growing out of the monster's back, just like the other man did.

This time he was pushing the dirt around in the driveway with that big tooth.  He was making the same scary noise that he did before.  

Ohhhh, how we worked to try to scare him away!  We all ran up and down the fence, barking as loud as we could.  This time the man got away.  The monster fell asleep at the top of the driveway, and the man escaped.  He came in and to celebrate his new found freedom, he and Dad sat down and drank a beer.

But he wasn't to be free for long---------he walked back out the gate, and the monster captured him again!  We all barked fiercely as the monster carried that poor man away!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Barber</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/363949</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 12 Sep 2007 14:30:31 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woofs and slobbers to all, from (the incredible) Hulk!

Dad and I went to town yesterday, and I ma ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs and slobbers to all, from (the incredible) Hulk!

Dad and I went to town yesterday, and I made a new friend!  He is a barber.  Dad needed a haircut----we got to the barber shop early, Chuck (the barber) wasn't open yet, but he was at his shop, eating lunch.  He let us come in, and guess what?  He shared his lunch with me!  I was very good, took my bites like a gentleman.  Dad said he was proud of me.

We also went to the dump.  I have never been there before.  The dump is a very exciting place.  Dad had a lot of stuff in the back of the truck, and he threw it down where some other stuff was.  Two other humans came in their truck and started throwing stuff out, too.  I barked at them, because they were too close to MY truck.

We have been having hot weather during the days, but it has been getting cold at night.  We haven't had any morning frost yet, but dad is expecting it any time, now.  It won't be long until I can start harvesting POOP-SICLES  again.  I can hardly wait!

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		<title>Vacation's over</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/357305</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 27 Aug 2007 15:49:36 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks and Butt-sniffs to all!

Well, We are home again.  Our camping trip went well, except for on ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks and Butt-sniffs to all!

Well, We are home again.  Our camping trip went well, except for one terrible occurance.  I will bark to you about that, first:  Our campsite was next to a very steep bank, at least 30 feet deep, at the bottom of which flowed a creek.  We could look down and see children and dogs playing on a large gravel bar on the other side of the creek.

Dad and I announced to the others that we were going to find an easy access to the creek, so we could play there too.  We walked quite a distance upstream and finally found a way down the bank, which was only a few feet deep at that point.  In order to cross the creek, we walked on a large log.  then we made our way downstream and had a fine time playing on the gravel bar.  Charlene took pictures using her telephoto lens, so I will be able to put them in my picture album later.

When Dad and I decided it was time to return to camp, he decided to cross on a much smaller log that was just downstream from where we were at the time, then make our way to where there was an easy way to reach the top.  Well, Dad walked that little log  just fine, but I got to the middle and fell off into water that was OVER MY HEAD!  Aaaawooooo!!!  It has always been my thought that water was for drinking, and for wading in, but only as deep as my ankles.  Certainly not for falling into!  Ohhhh, what a terrible experience.  I can't swim, and just sank to the bottom, but I was on leash, so Dad pulled me to shore. 

The rest of the camping trip was just fine, I had great treats, and made some new friends.  There was a very small person that showed up---Dad said he was called a toddler.  Well, I had never seen such a small person before.  Dad said he threw tantrums, and put me in my crate so he wouldn't throw any at me.  I don't know what a tantrum is, but I doubt that they are edible, so I don't want them thrown at me.  I was happy to be in my crate while the small person was there.

Your pal, Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My new (old) truck</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/346460</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 3 Aug 2007 15:48:34 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks and tail wags from THE INCREDIBLE HULK!

Well, I have good news.  My old truck.............t ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks and tail wags from THE INCREDIBLE HULK!

Well, I have good news.  My old truck.............the one that fell off the mountain last winter..............was pretty unsafe to drive, Dad said, so he got me a new old truck.  He got it from Julie.  They were using it to haul away some trash from Julie's, and now that that is done, Dad will be bringing it home tomorrow.  I can hardly wait.

I got to go grocery shopping with Dad and Grandma today.  Dad bought chicken from KFC for their lunch, and went to Burger King for a hamburger for me.  After I ate MY lunch, I begged for bites of theirs.  I never get the bones, but I did get all the gristle and some bites of skin.  So it was a really good day for me!

Our weather has been really hot lately.  It got up to 100 one day last week, and has been in the 90s since then.

We are planning a camping trip for later this month.  We are going to Baker Lake.  I have never been there, and can hardly wait.  I am practicing being good, so Dad will be proud of me.  I was very good on our camping trip last month.  I am hoping Dad and Grandma catch some fish.  They didn't catch any last month, but I got to sniff the ones that somebody else caught.  I am planning for Dad to take pictures, and will share them when we get back.

Gotta go, woofs to all!
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Cat Came Back!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/311603</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 22 May 2007 11:51:48 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, guess what?   Remember that darn cat that got the better of me?  The one that squirted me with ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, guess what?   Remember that darn cat that got the better of me?  The one that squirted me with the awful smelling stuff?   Well, he came back three nights ago.  It was 1:30 AM, and all was peaceful and quiet.  We were all sleeping, when I sensed an intruder.  

I sounded an alarm, and Breanna, Vixen and I ran out to check, and there he was again.  Well, we ran toward him, hoping to chase him away, but instead of running, he squirted all three of us!   I got squirted worse than the others, He got me right in the face!  Ooohhhhhhh, I was frothing at the mouth, and nearly blind!

I could see well enough to run in and jump in bed with Dad and so did Breanna.  Dad's reaction was about the same as before, except he didn't lock us outside this time.  He kept wiping the slobber from my mouth, and he cleaned out my eyes.  The next morning he mixed up some solution like he did last time, and de-skunked us.  The house still stinks, and the blankets are hanging on the clothes line to air out.  

Your Pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>No Lion, No Tiger, just BEAR (oh, my!)</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/310156</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 18 May 2007 15:17:58 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks and Slobbers to everybody from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, we had some excitement Wednesda ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks and Slobbers to everybody from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, we had some excitement Wednesday evening!  Dad, Breanna and I had just settled in our bed when, olliver sudden, I sensed an INTRUDER!  Well, I jumped out of bed, barked at Breanna and Vixen to follow me............We rushed out through the doggie door and guess what we discovered?  A BEAR!  He was just outside the fence, looking in.  We all rushed over to the fence, barking our fiercest, trying to scare him away, but he wouldn't leave!  Breanna rushed back into the house to tell Dad.  

Well, Dad came out and when he saw the bear, he went back in and got his gun.  He shot (not trying to hit the bear, just trying to scare him away).  He shot ten times, hitting the ground all around him, before the bear finally left.

He came back the next morning, but we haven't seen him since then.  He was pretty scary, but we were very brave and didn't run and hide, instead we stood there at the fence trying to make him feel unwelcome and leave.

Dad said we need a lot of things around here, but a bear hanging around is not one of them!

Your pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Good news, Bad news and Worse news</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/308283</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 13 May 2007 13:58:49 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks and Butt-sniffs from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, let me start off with the GOOD NEWS!   Da ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks and Butt-sniffs from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, let me start off with the GOOD NEWS!   Dad, Breanna and I got to be in the May Festival Parade in Oroville yesterday!  Mark and Julie, along with Flash andAmber also participated.  We got to march with the HAPPY TAILS DOG GROOMING group.  Colleen, the operator of the grooming business, also is the teacher of the obedience school.  I am an alumnus of last year's class, and Breanna is attending this year.  I love parades!  Dad didn't make us wear costumes this year, just bandannas.  That is even better, as I don't much like the costumes.

 I had to go to see Doctor Cody, who said I had I had impacted anal glands, so he poked around in my exhaust pipe to take care of the problem.  I didn't like that very much, but the BAD NEWS is that I weigh just under 108 pounds, so Dad has put me on a DIET!  Ohhhh, how I hate that.  He said that I have to lose at least 8 pounds!  Oh, woe is me!

But the WORST NEWS OF ALL is that Chewbacca has disappeared!  He has been gone for about two months, now.  He was always going hunting in the forest that adjoins our yard, and Dad thinks a coyote or maybe a cougar ate him!  We are really sad.  Aaawooooo!

Other news:  Dad and I have been working on firewood.  My poor old truck has held together so far, long enough to haul three loads.  The frame is bent and twisted from when it fell off the mountain last November.........it looks pretty funny, twisted all out of shape and full of dents, and it makes obscene noises, but so far, it has been like the ENERGIZER BUNNY or maybe a TIMEX WATCH.  It took a licking and kept on ticking and ticking.......and ticking!

Dad, Grandma, Aunt Bonnie Uncle Edo and I are going on a camping trip next month at a lake not far from here.  Aunt Bonnie rented two cabins for us as a Mother's Day gift for Grandma.  I can hardly wait.  I won't get to fish, but I will get to go out in the boat with the others and watch the fish getting caught.  That will be exciting.

Your pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I am a hero!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/291596</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 1 Apr 2007 07:44:05 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Tail wags and Slobbers from the not-so-frozen-north!   Our snow is almost gone from our yard........ ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tail wags and Slobbers from the not-so-frozen-north!   Our snow is almost gone from our yard............just a few patches left.  The nights are still cool, below freezing, but it has been warming up to the low 60s during the day.

Dad and I worked on my truck---got it started and drove it up into the yard, where we can check it over and repair anything that was damaged when it fell off the mountain.

Well, I was a genuine HERO!  Dad was out working in the yard, and Grandma fell down!  I rushed over to see what she was doing on the floor----she told me to go get dad.  Well, I ran as fast as I could, out the doggy door and over to where Dad was working, and told him Grandma needed help.  So he went in and picked her up off the floor.  I was pretty proud and happy because I got a lot of praise and attention.

Breanna is scheduled to go to school in May.  Dad and I went last fall, and now it is Bree's turn.  I wish I could go again.

Your pal,
(the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Is It Spring Yet?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/285645</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 19 Mar 2007 09:47:31 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, tail-wags to everybody fro Beautiful Downtown Chesaw!

We have been having warm weather late ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, tail-wags to everybody fro Beautiful Downtown Chesaw!

We have been having warm weather lately--in the 40s and50s...that's fahrenheit, not centegrade.  Much of the snow has melted, we even have a few bare spots, where the sun shines the most.  The driveway is still iced up and my truck is still buried in snow.  Dad and I plan to dig it out and try to get up the hill to get some firewood.

Dad's broken ribs are healed now, and he is ready to go back to work.  We have a lot of firewood orders, and have a job coming up thinning trees in a few weeks.

Nothing else to report so I will sign off;

Your pal, (the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Groundhog</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/267108</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 3 Feb 2007 14:22:59 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Greetings from the frozen north, that is doomed to remain frozen for six more weeks, thanks to that  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Greetings from the frozen north, that is doomed to remain frozen for six more weeks, thanks to that darn groundhog!  He came out of his hole again this year and saw his shadow, and ran back down!  I was hoping for a cloudy day, but the sun was bright.

We are all getting tired of winter---the only thing I am not tired of is the poop-sicles!  But they are pretty scarce this winter, because for some reason, Dad is especially vigilant.  He walks around the yard every day or two, picking up the poop-sicles and throwing them away.  We have a very big yard, though, about four acres fenced in, so there are lots of places to hide the poop, while I wait for it to freeze.

My Christmas bone came in half when I chewed all the tendons at the joint, and Dad said I had to let Breanna have half.  I still take hers away from her whenever I get a chance, but she runs and tells Dad, and he makes me give it back.

Your pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My bone, Winter, the new monster and Dad's ribs</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/258390</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 14 Jan 2007 12:44:36 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Greetings from our frozen mountainside! 
 Well, my Christmas bone is getting smaller.  It is still  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Greetings from our frozen mountainside! 
 Well, my Christmas bone is getting smaller.  It is still too big for me to get through the doggy door, so I have to chew it outside.  Sometimes when I go out to chew on it, I discover it is missing!  When that happens, I always go look in Vixen's hiding place, and it is always there.  Sometimes she is there too, still chewing on it.  Then we end up in a big argument, which I always win--and I take my bone back to where I like to work on it.

Winter is still raging--temperatures have been dropping to below zero---that's fahrenheit, not centegrade.  We have two feet of snow on the ground.  

Dad and I went to Wal Mart and bought a new monster to replace the old one that passed away.  I don't like it very much--it is too scary for my taste!  When Dad pulls it's tail, it wakes up with a terrible roar;  then, with Dad following behind, it walks along grabbing mouthfulls of snow and spitting it way off to the side!  I always go in the house and watch out the window!

Dad's broken ribs still are not completely healed, but they are a lot better than they were at first.  He can do most things now, with only a little pain.  We still haven't worked on my truck--one of the things we have to do involves opening the truck's mouth, and then  Dad has to work in there.  It hurts Dad's ribs to lie across the fender, so we haven't done it yet.

Your pal,
(the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Sandy Claws came!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/249480</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 25 Dec 2006 13:00:25 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks and tail wags from the frozen north!

It has been a long time since Dad has let me use the c ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks and tail wags from the frozen north!

It has been a long time since Dad has let me use the computer, because of the magic Dad calls  SOLAR POWER.  The days are so short, and since the sun doesn't shine on our solar panels, there isn't very much magic.  Whenever we use our electricity, Dad has to go out to the little shed where that monster lives, and wake him up.  Ohhh, that monster hates to wake up---he roars in complaint, but he gives us some electricity.  Dad says it costs too much to feed him, though, with the cost of gasoline so high, he drinks about $1 every hour.  So our computer time is strictly limited!

Well, Sandy Claws came last night.  He didn't leave us any stuffed toys, because Breanna just tears them up.  But he left a lot of treats!

Mark and Julie gave me a giant bone---I mean a REALLY BIG one!  Dad said it weighs 30 pounds!  I am going to try to upload it to my pictures, so if you want to see it, it should be there.

We had a catastrophy a few weeks ago.  My truck fell off the mountain!  We went over a 30 foot bank!  Ohhhh, that was scary!  I got bounced around a lot, but didn't get hurt.  Dad suffered three broken ribs!   A wrecker came up and winched the poor truck up to the road and put it in the driveway.  It is a pretty sad looking truck.  We haven't been able to work on it yet, because Dad hasn't felt like it.

Well, gotta go---hope everybody has a nice Christmas!

Yoyur pal,
Hulk  

Well, Sandy Claws came again last night]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Thanksgiving, and the day after</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/236433</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 24 Nov 2006 14:36:41 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks, tail wags and butt-sniffs from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, Thanksgiving is over, and mine ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks, tail wags and butt-sniffs from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, Thanksgiving is over, and mine was pretty good;  just like last year, Dad, Grandma and I went to Mark and Julie's----and, just like last year, I was taking my turn in the crate when dinner was being eaten.  Dad brought some turkey, some dressing and some potatoes and gravy to me, and that was good, but I missed out on the begging, and that is half the fun!  I also got to pre-wash Dad's plate--and that was also good.  So Thanksgiving was mostly good.

Today, the day after Thanksgiving, was also good.  Breanna, Vixen and I got to share the left over dressing-----and best of all, Grandma dropped a WHOLE PIECE of mincemeat pie on the floor!  Boy was that exciting!  I was the first one there, and got to eat it all!

I hope everybody had an equally enjoyable Thanksgiving!

Your Pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Snow!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/225628</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 29 Oct 2006 11:11:44 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, we woke up to snow this morning!  Not very much, and it seems to be melting off.  Chewy (my fe ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, we woke up to snow this morning!  Not very much, and it seems to be melting off.  Chewy (my feline brother) isn't very enthused with it--neither is his sister, Emma.  This is the first time they have been allowed to go out in the snow.  Last winter they could only look out the window at it.

Well, school is all over with.  Everybody said that I was the smartest dog there.  Well, I was the only one who already was obedience trained.  All I needed was some practice, and I needed to be around strangers---Dad said my manners were not good.  I did pretty well with that, too.

Your pal,
(the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>School</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/220817</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 17 Oct 2006 10:39:10 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, guess what???????  Dad and I are going to SCHOOL again!  Dad received a phone call from the la ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, guess what???????  Dad and I are going to SCHOOL again!  Dad received a phone call from the lady in charge of the community school in Oroville, asking if we would like to enroll in the obedience class.  She said that they needed one more dog/person team to make the class.  I have already been trained in obedience, but Dad thinks I need a "tune-up", and he said I definitely need more exposure to strangers, both dogs and humans, so we agreed to go.  Besides, Dad and I both enjoy things like that.

So we started school---tomorrow will be our third day.  It is all old stuff to me, so I am way ahead of my classmates.  It is fun to watch them struggle to learn the commands that I am already so good at!

But I am also learning something else.  Grandma is having such a mobility problem that Dad is training me to be an assistance dog to her!  It is hard to learn things like picking up stuff that she drops, and Dad said that I will have to learn to open doors for her.  The main thing I have been learning so far is to be polite in a store.  We have gone to Wal-Mart three times so far, and I will tell you that it is awesome there.  The first time through, Dad let me look at everything and to sniff around, just to satisfy my curiosity.  Now I am not allowed to sniff things, and I have to pay undivided attention to my person.  I am doing pretty well, but I keep forgetting when we go down the isle in the pet department!  It is hard to ignore those wonderful smells!

When Dad puts my service dog vest on me, I get excited because I know that it means another wonderful adventure.  I have a patch on my vest that says I am working, and please don't pet me---but I still get a lot of attention!  I just hope I don't have to learn to pull the wheelchair---that seems like a lot of hard work!

I will let you know how things progress.

Your pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Aunt Bonnie's visit</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/195107</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 17 Aug 2006 20:47:17 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, guess what???  Aunt Bonnie came to visit for a few days.  She is the one who won't let Breanna ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, guess what???  Aunt Bonnie came to visit for a few days.  She is the one who won't let Breanna and me come into her stupid house.  We have to stay in the yard or in the car when Dad takes Grandma over to drop her off to visit Aunt Bonnie.  So she was very fortunate that I let her come in our house, instead of making her stay outside.

Things were going along okay until bed time came.  What do you think Ol' Aunt Bonnie did???  She took Dad's and Breanna's and My bed!  We had just finished building our new bedroom onto Grandma's house so Grandma wouldn't be alone nights.  Well, while Aunt Bonnie was here, we had to sleep in our old cabin---the one we just moved out of!  Boy, was I glad to see Aunt Bonnie leave!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Please Vote!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/193019</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 13 Aug 2006 10:26:21 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/193019</guid>
		<description>Well, guess what?  I entered a photo contest!  But the bad thing is, I am behind in the votes 119 to ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, guess what?  I entered a photo contest!  But the bad thing is, I am behind in the votes 119 to 0!  I am hoping all my pals will log on to www.snobbydogs.com then click PHOTO CONTEST, then VOTE!  Vote for me, I hope.  The pictures are in alphabetical order--I am listed under the Ts--for "the incredible Hulk".  My "Neice", Britches is also entered--her picture is under the fs, for "fun in the sun"  I was a gentleman and voted for her, instead of voting for myself, but I think she voted for herself, and not for me!

Your pal, 
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Vixen's Blanket</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/181935</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 19 Jul 2006 15:39:50 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Butt-sniffs and slobbers from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, yesterday Dad sat on the couch--(Vixen ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Butt-sniffs and slobbers from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, yesterday Dad sat on the couch--(Vixen's Bed).  He sat there for a minute, then exclaimed *********(censored)!! This blanket stinks!!  He jumped up, grabbed Vixen's blanket off the couch, took it away and washed it!  Aaawoooo!  was Vixen ever disgusted!  She said it took her a long time to get her blanket smelling just right, then Dad ruined it!  She wouldn't get on the couch--laid on the floor, instead!  Today she decided to get on the couch--she is starting all over to make the blanket smell nice.   Poor Vixen!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Oh, poor me!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/177413</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 10 Jul 2006 13:50:25 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Aaawoooo! 

 Thunder and lightning and rain, (oh, my!)  Thunder and lightning and HAIL, (oh, my!!) ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Aaawoooo! 

 Thunder and lightning and rain, (oh, my!)  Thunder and lightning and HAIL, (oh, my!!)

Ohhh, What a horrible night I put in!  I was sleeping peacefully, dreaming happy dreams when, olliver sudden----ohmygod!!!  First came LIGHTNING, then THUNDER!  I almost jumped out of my skin!  To make things even worse, it started to HAIL!  Ohhh, you should have heard it on the metal roof!  And it kept thundering and lightning---after a while, the hail stopped, but then rain started pounding on the roof.  

Well, I jumped in bed with Dad and Breanna--(just last week, I moved out of Dad's bed and onto the spare bed, where I have more room.)  Well, I pushed as close to Dad as I could get--he ended up pressed against the wall.  I was trembling so hard, Dad said the bed was shaking.  It was like an earthquake, he said.  Well, nobody got any sleep until after the storm was over, then it was almost time to get up!

I pride myself on being very brave-----but even bravery has limits!  

(The not-so-incredibly-brave)  Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Monsters woke up!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/168374</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 20 Jun 2006 12:11:12 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks and Butt-Sniffs to all!

Well, the grass grew pretty tall in the yard, so Dad pushed the GRA ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks and Butt-Sniffs to all!

Well, the grass grew pretty tall in the yard, so Dad pushed the GRASS EATING MONSTER out of the shed, and pulled his tail a few times and woke him up.  Ohhhh, that monster was angry---you should have heard him roar!!  But Dad wasn't intimidated by that roaring--he just pushed that monster around and made him eat the tall grass!   Then Dad woke up the DIRT-DIGGING MONSTER!  Ohhh, he gave out a mighty roar, too, but dad made him dig the garden site up.  Now Dad and I can plant the garden.  Dad says it is a little late to plant, but most of the veggies will have time to grow up before the frost comes.  

Maybe I should bark a true story about Dad's old dog, Zeke:  When Dad first moved here in 1987, he got a terrier/collie named Zeke.  Dad's late wife, Judy was with him then, and they planted a BIG garden.  After the ground was ready for planting, when they were marking the rows, Dad would put a stake  in the ground, tie the string on Zeke's collar.  Then Judy would call Zeke, who would bring the string to her.  She would pull the string tight and tie it to a stake to a stake in the ground on her side of the garden.  Then she would tie the string to Zeke's collar agan---Dad would call him and mark the next row with the string-----so on, until all the rows were marked!  Dad says it saved him a lot of walking, and it made Zeke proud to have helped!  The garden is much smaller now that Judy's gone, and since Dad has no human helper, I can't do that job.  But I still stand there and make sure he does everything right!

(the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Still stayin' home</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/164708</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 11 Jun 2006 10:44:44 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Oooaaawoooo!

I am being abused!!  Dad still is working for the new neighbor---she keeps finding m ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Oooaaawoooo!

I am being abused!!  Dad still is working for the new neighbor---she keeps finding more jobs for him to do.  And I am STILL STAYING HOME!  Ohhhh, every day I sit at the gate, looking down the driveway--and cry and howl--ALL DAY LONG, until Dad comes home.   He is only gone for about four hours a day, because he can't leave Grandma for much longer than that.   I have to stay home because I would get in a fight with the rottweiler that lives there.

When it rains, I am happy because Dad doesn't go to work!  So I pray for rain every day!

Sadly,  
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Stayin' Home</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/155115</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 16 May 2006 07:35:43 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/155115</guid>
		<description>Aaawooooooo!!  So sad!!!  Dad is working for a new neighbor,  doing some carpentry work.  They have  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Aaawooooooo!!  So sad!!!  Dad is working for a new neighbor,  doing some carpentry work.  They have a bunch of dogs, and their yard is not fenced in, and Dad thinks that I would probably get in a fight, or go exploring--(he's right on both assumptions)-- so I have had to stay home for two days, now!  He thinks the job will last about a week!   Ooooohh,  how can I endure?  Dad leaves, taking MY truck, and I can't go??  I said I would sit in the truck, if only I could go, but Dad said it is too hot to sit in the truck.  For two days now, I have sat at the gate, looking down the driveway, waiting for Dad to come home.  How can I protect him when he has left me home?  Aaawooo!!

Sad and abused, 
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Baked Beans</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/146569</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 23 Apr 2006 15:30:04 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks and slobbers from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, today Dad and I made Baked Beans.  We used m ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks and slobbers from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, today Dad and I made Baked Beans.  We used my secret recipe--I've only shared it with Dad--and he's not telling anybody!  

It looks like spring is here--the snow is gone from our yard.  Dad and I cut another load of firewood.  This time we got it off our own land.  We cut the trees down a year ago and let them dry until now.

That's about all the news for now---more later!

Your pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Back to work</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/146158</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 22 Apr 2006 11:28:38 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/146158</guid>
		<description>Woofs and Butt-sniffs from (the incredible) Hulk!

I want to bark the news about my job:  The snow ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs and Butt-sniffs from (the incredible) Hulk!

I want to bark the news about my job:  The snow has almost all melted now, so I decided to go cut some fire wood.  I always let Dad help me, so I told him to load the log-biting monster in the back of Truck, the blue and white monster that goes with us to carry our wood home; and we headed out into the forest, and let the log-biter bite some logs into short pieces.  I watched closely while Dad stacked them in the back of Truck; then we came home.  I let Dad unload the wood while I rested in my secret place behind Grandma's stove.  It seemed good to get back to work after the long winter!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Buried Treasure</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/136377</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 29 Mar 2006 10:55:12 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/136377</guid>
		<description>Well, guess what????????  I had a special surprise yesterday, thanks to Dad's forgetfulness!  Chewy  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, guess what????????  I had a special surprise yesterday, thanks to Dad's forgetfulness!  Chewy and Emma (the cats) keep their food dish and their litterbox  in a wire mesh cage.  They have a small door that we dogs can't fit through, and in the top is an access so Dad can feed them and work in their litterbox.  

Well, yesterday, Dad forgot to close the top of the cage.  I always watch while he feeds the cats, and when he walked away and I noticed he forgot to close the top---------aaawoooo!! I was so excited!!  First I ate all the cat's food, and then I checked the litterbox and found BURIED TREASURE!  I was digging and eating as fast as I could, when Dad looked over and noticed.  When he rushed over and made me quit, it was too late.  I had already eaten it all!

I wonder why he was so disgusted--he just wastes all that treasure; he doesn't even eat it!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Groundhog, Breanna's ear and poop-sicles</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/125835</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 28 Feb 2006 10:43:43 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/125835</guid>
		<description>Tail wags and slobbers to all!

It has been a while since Dad has let me use the computer, as a re ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tail wags and slobbers to all!

It has been a while since Dad has let me use the computer, as a result I haven't written lately.

I will start out by barking the news about Breanna's ear getting caught in Dad's zipper.  (No, not THAT zipper!)  First some background info to set the scene:  If you have read all my earlier entries, you know that I allow Dad and Breanna to sleep with me, in my bed.  (Well, Dad thinks its his bed but it really is mine.)  Breanna sleeps under the covers, at the foot, while I own the spot at the top, next to Dad.

Several times each night Breanna feels the need to stand up, turn in circles and shake.  It is necessary for me to get up about once every hour to run, barking fiercely, along the fence line, to make sure there are no intruders coming.  As a result, the blankets get drug off the bed several times each night.  Well, Dad decided to put his sleeping bag on the bed, under the covers so he doesn't get cold.  

The other night, Breanna was in her spot on the bed, and when Dad zipped his sleeping bag, her ear got caught!  Ooohhh, it was so funny!  She let out a blood-curdling scream, leaped off the bed, and with the blankets trailing behind, headed out the doggie-door and down to Grandma's house, where she spent the night in my place behind the stove!  Dad says that the only other person he has ever heard that can scream that loud is a baby pig!  

It has been almost a month since the groundhog came out of his burrow.  It was a sunny day, so when he looked around, he saw his shadow.  Well, that frightened him so badly that he jumped back into his hole.  As a result we are having six more weeks of winter!  We have had some sub-zero weather.  (That's fahrenheit, not centegrade!)  I like the cold weather, though, because sometimes I can find a poop-sicle!  I always have to stay outside in the cold to eat it, though, because when I bring one inside so I can enjoy it in the warmth, Dad always takes it away from me and throws it away!  Poop-sicles are getting scarce around here, because all to often, Dad grabs the shovel and walks around the yard, looking for them.  When he finds one, he scoops it up and throws it over the fence!  Thats all for now.

Your pal,
(the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Poor Grandma!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/111250</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 16 Jan 2006 09:09:53 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Aaaawoooo!  I wanted to bark the news about what happened to poor Grandma! 

Last Wednesday, early ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Aaaawoooo!  I wanted to bark the news about what happened to poor Grandma! 

Last Wednesday, early in the morning, her nose started to bleed profusely.  She spent an hour trying to make it stop,  and then finally pushed the panic button to call Dad and me.  We rushed down to Grandma's house and Dad did everything he knew how to do, but couldn't make the bleeding stop.  Ohhhh, I was so worried!  Finally Dad called the duty nurse at the hospital E.R.  After her suggestions didn't stop the bleeding, we decided to call the ambulance to take her to the hospital.

We live in a remote area, where we have a lot of snow.  We can't get my car up our steep driveway--Dad parks it down below, and we walk up, or shuttle up and down with my truck, which has 4 wheel drive.  Well, dad didn't think he could lift Grandma into the truck because it is high off the ground so he couldn't take her down the driveway.

The ambulance couldn't get up the hill, so the crew walked the rest of the way.  They decided to load Grandma in my truck, so Dad could take her down to where the ambulance was waiting.

So it all ended well.  At the hospital, they were able to stop the bleeding.  Grandma's nose had been pouring blood for 4 hours, and she had to have 3 pints of blood!  She is home now, and feels pretty good.

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Sandy Claws came!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/105115</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 25 Dec 2005 15:31:07 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/105115</guid>
		<description>Tail wags from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, I will bark the good news to you:  Sandy Claws forgav ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tail wags from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, I will bark the good news to you:  Sandy Claws forgave Vixen and me for the times we ran away!  He came last night, after all.

I didn't get everything I wanted, but at least I wanted everything I got!  I got a lot of treats, including a bag of smoked pig ears!  Breanna got two new squeaky toys and Vixen got some good things to eat.

Mark and Julie came over for dinner, and We all begged some bites of everything.  It was a good Christmas.

We hope all our Dogster pals Had a good Christmas!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The computer was sick</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/104653</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 23 Dec 2005 09:53:57 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, Tail wags from Beautiful Downtown Chesaw!  This is THE INCREDIBLE HULK, finally on line again. ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, Tail wags from Beautiful Downtown Chesaw!  This is THE INCREDIBLE HULK, finally on line again.

The computer went crazy again, and had to go to the shop for a new hard drive and a new modem.  I overheard Dad tell Julie that it has 120 giggling bites.  I stood beside it for a long time and didn't hear it giggle even once!  I wonder if I should bite it 120 times, t0 see if it giggles.  

We have about 12 inches of snow on the ground, and the temperature was below zero for two weeks.  (That's zero degrees fahrenheit; about minus 15 centagrade).  It has warmed up to just above freezing yesterday and today.  The warm weather feels good, but the snow packed on our driveway is starting to turn slushy.  When it freezes again, it will be a sheet of ice, and our car won't be able to come up--We will have to park down on the side o f the road.

Well, it is almost time for Sandy Claws to come.  I hope he doesn't remember all the times Vixen and I ran away--if he does, he may not bring us anything!

I have to give the computer back to Dad so he can work at catching up on our Email.

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>More snow</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/98720</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 2 Dec 2005 09:16:38 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, I want to bark the latest weather report for our mountainside.  It has been snowing off and on ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, I want to bark the latest weather report for our mountainside.  It has been snowing off and on for the last several days.  Our snow is up to about 12 inches on the ground in the places where it hasn't been disturbed.  

The temperature has been moderate for this time of year---between 15 and 25 in the mornings, warming by 5 to 10 degrees during the day.

Dad and I clear the snow from the road and from our driveway every few days, using a drag that we pull behind the truck.  Dad calls it a V drag, even though it looks more like an A to me because it has a cross piece in the center.

We went for a walk in the forest two days ago.  I enjoy the deep snow.  It was up to my tummy in places!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Snow</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/96542</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 25 Nov 2005 15:37:58 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/96542</guid>
		<description>Woofs, slobbers and tail wags from beautiful Downtown Chesaw!

We have been getting some snow late ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs, slobbers and tail wags from beautiful Downtown Chesaw!

We have been getting some snow lately--we're up to about 8 inches on the ground, with more falling as I write this.  Dad and I took the truck up the hill into the forest and let the log-biting monster bite some more logs into firewood.  We are planning to go again tomorrow.

I hope everybody had a better Thanksgiving than I did!  Dad, Grandma and I went to Mark and Julie's--I was expcting to share the dinner.  Well, when I go over there, I have to take my turn in the crate the same as the other "boys" because sometimes we fight.  Only one "boy" can be out at a time.  Well, I was taking my turn in the crate when dinner was served!  Ooohhh, how I wanted to come out so I could sit by the table and slobber.  I am very good at slobbering---I can make them almost reach the floor before they break!  I did get some leftovers after we returned home, so it wasn't a total loss.

Dad said that it is only about one month till Sandy Claws comes!!  I hope he doesn't remember the times I ran away!  I am hoping for plenty of treats,  some pig ears  and maybe even a smoked leg bone.   We aren't going anywhere this Christmas.  It is too hard for Grandma to travel--she gets too tired.  So we decided to stay home this year.

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Winter is coming</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/86735</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 25 Oct 2005 09:44:45 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, winter is just around the corner!  Our morning temperatures have been between 28 and 34 degree ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, winter is just around the corner!  Our morning temperatures have been between 28 and 34 degrees (That's fahrenheit--for you centegrade doggies, that converts to about zero to about minus 4.)  We haven't had any snow yet, Dad is expecting it any time.

Dad and I have been working harder than usual, trying to do all the things we have been putting off all summer.  We have been working on firewood, mostly--next we have to finish working on my car--that's the one that has 4 wheel drive.  We use it to get up and down our road when it is deep with snow.

Emma (0ne of my new kittens) caught a mouse yesterday.  It was her first, and she was very proud.  Her brother and littermate, Chewbacca, wanted it but she told him to go catch his own.  Breanna and I both tried to take it, but Dad yelled LEAVE IT!!

Gotta go, it's about time for breakfast.

Your pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Winter is coming!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/79531</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 28 Sep 2005 15:57:59 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks to all from (the incredible) Hulk!

It has been getting cold at night here, Cold enough that ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks to all from (the incredible) Hulk!

It has been getting cold at night here, Cold enough that I always burrow under the covers and snuggle up to Dad.  It is fun to put my cold nose on his bare body and listen to him howl!  We have had frost on the ground and ice on the windshield of the car most mornings lately.  Then it warms up to the mid 70s during the day.

Dad and I have been going after firewood several times a week.  We are getting a fairly good supply--not many more loads to go.

We named the kittens Chewbacca and Emma.  They are growing fast.  Dad said he is going to have to mortgage the farm to keep them in food!  He didn't know kittens could eat so much.  Dad and I gave them their last dose of wormer.  Well, Dad gave it to them--I just watched and laughed when they scratched big furrows in Dad's arm!

That's all the news for now, I'll bark more later.

Your pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>New Babies</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/75331</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 12 Sep 2005 09:11:07 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woofs and tail wags!

I wanted to bark the news:  Dad brought home two new kittens.  They are nine ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs and tail wags!

I wanted to bark the news:  Dad brought home two new kittens.  They are nine weeks old.  They're half BOBCAT!  Apparently a bobcat was passing through Mark and Julie's yard and decided to have his way with Murph.  

Dad doesn't know for sure if they're boys or girls, so he hasn't given them names yet.  They will be going to see Doctor Cody for their shots; he will be able to tell what they are.

That's all the news for now.  I'll bark more later.

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Ol' Weird John</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/72033</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 30 Aug 2005 09:17:48 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks to all, from (the incredible) Hulk!

It has been a while since I barked to you about Ol' Wei ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks to all, from (the incredible) Hulk!

It has been a while since I barked to you about Ol' Weird John---I thought I would bark about his latest escapade.

Ol' John found a (female) friend in Oroville.  He spent the night there, and guess what??????????  HIS TEETH got flushed down the toilet!!  Ohhhh, how I laughed when I heard about it!  But wait--it gets better!  Ol' John went out in the yard and started digging up the sewer line, trying to retrieve his teeth!  The house was a rental, and just at that time, the landlord came by.  There was John, digging up the lawn!  Well, the landlord was less amused than all the rest of us.  He chased ol' John away--told him to never come back.  Poor John!  

We finally got some much-needed rain.  It rained hard all night and part of the day yesterday.  That still wasn't enough to ease the fire danger around here.  We are surrounded by National Forest.  It is very dry and everybody is concerned about forest fires.  There have been some in the area, but none close enough to be of immediate danger to us. 

That will have to do for now; Dad needs the computer for other things that he considers important, so I will bark to y'all again later.

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The new fence</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/70596</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 24 Aug 2005 11:25:37 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks to all, from (the incredible) Hulk!

First of all, I will bark about what I forgot to mentio ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks to all, from (the incredible) Hulk!

First of all, I will bark about what I forgot to mention last time:  The new kittens.  They are doing fine, growing fast, but still haven't moved home yet. Dad thinks they will grow up to be big cats, since their poppa is a BOBCAT!  a real wild guy.

Now about the fence:  Ooooohhh, I feel foolish for helping dad!  We worked on fencing---only when we were done, and Dad put up the gates, did I realize that we had built a double fence around the gate to the driveway.  Now, when we come home, Dad opens the outer gate, then we drive in and park the car.  Then we have to go through the new gate to get to the house.  If Dad forgets to close the outer gate, Vixen and I can't run away.  What a dirty deal!    And to think----I helped!!  Aaawoooooooooo!!!   

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Class Reunion, Kittens and Naughty Dogs</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/70227</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 23 Aug 2005 08:04:28 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woofs to all, from (the incredible) Hulk!

First, i would like to bark the news about the class re ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs to all, from (the incredible) Hulk!

First, i would like to bark the news about the class reunion.  It was Dad's 50th and my 2nd.  Because it was their 50th, Dad's class voted to do something special--an all night dinner cruise aboard a cruise boat.  Well, Dad wasn't interested in that, so we didn't go to that part of the reunion.  Besides, I probably wouldn't have been welcome, and Dad always says that we are a package deal--you can't have one without the other!  The class planned to meet Saturday morning to participate in the CASCADE DAYS parade, in their home town of Concrete, Washington.  They had a float in the parade.  The ladies rode the float, and we men all rode in the back of  Mr. Newby's 1955 Chevrolet pickup that pulled the float.  I had a wonderful time!  All the other dogs watched enviously from the sidewalk, wishing they could be in the parade too.  The only bad thing was when Mr. Keller wouldn't let me kiss him!  

After the parade, we went to a pot-luck picnic with all the graduating classes of the 1950s.  I made a lot of friends.  Dad said he was very proud of my perfect behavior.  I was glad that that dog that tried to hump me last time wasn't there again!  The best thing was the food.  Dad gave me bites of everything except the sweets, which are bad for me.

After we arrived back home, Dad went to pick up Bree and Vixen from Mark and julie's where they had been visiting.  When they got home, Dad forgot to shut the gate again, and Vixen and I ran away.  It was hot weather, and we couldn't find water, so we had to come home for a drink after about three hours.  Dad said we were NAUGHTY!  He just doesn't understand the lure of the National Forest!

That's all for now.
Your pal, Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Vixen ate the car!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/65680</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 6 Aug 2005 18:01:50 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Oooooh-----Vixen is in trouble!!!  She ATE THE CAR!  Dad looked out and saw the car rocking back and ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Oooooh-----Vixen is in trouble!!!  She ATE THE CAR!  Dad looked out and saw the car rocking back and forth----when he went out to see what in the world was going on, he saw Vixen--she had a hold on the fender, and was pulling and jerking for all she was worth.  When Dad went out to check, he saw that the fender looked like somebody had used a hammer and centerpunch on it.   There were tooth marks all over!   But the worst thing she did, was to pull down the wiring harness that ran through the wheelwell and chewed it through in two places.   There are about twelve wires, not all different colors, so there are lots of different ways they can go back together.  None of the lights work, the windshield washer doesn't work, the turn signals don't work!  Dad is fit to be tied.  He has been working for two days trying to figure out how the wires go back together.   I try not to listen, because I am not supposed to hear the things Dad is saying.   I'm glad I didn't do it!
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Visiting Grandma again</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/59744</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 16 Jul 2005 08:09:20 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, Dad and I went to the hospital again to visit Grandma.  She is doing well, she should be comin ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, Dad and I went to the hospital again to visit Grandma.  She is doing well, she should be coming home in a week or ten days.  I got to go in again, but we were too late for me to help Grandma eat her lunch. :-(   I got petted by Grandma's nurse and by her therapist, though, so it wasn't a total loss.  

It is rainy and cold again today, but that is better than too hot to work.  We are getting ready to go cut some firewood.  I have to go, if I am going to get to help Dad.

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>New Babies!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/58090</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 9 Jul 2005 16:56:18 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Tail wags from  beautiful downtown Chesaw!

I have good news!  Dad has agreed to adopt two kittens ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tail wags from  beautiful downtown Chesaw!

I have good news!  Dad has agreed to adopt two kittens!  Murph (Mark and Julie's cat) apparently entertained a BOBCAT one night not long ago, and now there is a bunch of half-bobcat kittens!  At least Julie thinks that's what they are.  Their tails are varying lengths--some are very short, some are medium length, and some are long!  They are all striped.

We are getting two girls.  We are going over tomorrow to choose the ones we want.  Now we have to think of two girls' names.

Dad and I went to visit Grandma in the hospital last wednesday.  I got to go in!!!  I was on my best behavior, and made friends with all the pretty nurses!   Grandma's surgery went well, she hopes to come home in a few days. 

That's all for now!
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>We got lucky again!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/57182</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 6 Jul 2005 06:32:19 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, guess what????   Dad forgot to shut the gate again and once more, Vixen and I were able to esc ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, guess what????   Dad forgot to shut the gate again and once more, Vixen and I were able to escape!!  We went a long way into the National Forest.  Ohhhhh, we had a wonderful time!  We left Thursday afternoon and didn't return until Friday, late morning!  Dad was so happy to see us, that we didn't even get in trouble!!  I found a wonderful cow pie to roll atound in, and smelled so nice when I got home-----but Dad washed it all off, darn it.

Today we are going to the hospital to visit Grandma.  Last time Breanna got to go.  She even got to go inside!  Grandma gave her a bite of her lunch.  I hope I get to go in this time!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Grandma</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/55681</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 29 Jun 2005 11:43:10 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Tail wags from (the incredible) Hulk

I will start off by barking the news about Grandma:  She wen ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tail wags from (the incredible) Hulk

I will start off by barking the news about Grandma:  She went to the hospital for surgery two days ago.  It went well, but it will be a while before she comes home.  She will have to go to physical therapy for a few days first.

We had a barbecue last Saturday.  Mark and Julie came, and so did Ol' Weird John.  I was very good; I didn't even bite ol' John!  In fact I let him give me treats and pets.  I even taught him how to give a high-five!  Julie had to put me on leash when John came, though, because I wouldn't let him come through the gate.  After he came in, I was good.

That's all for now, I'll bark again later.
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The monster woke up!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/52974</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 19 Jun 2005 15:12:09 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Butt-sniffs and tail wags to all my pals!

I don't have much time to write lately--This is always  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Butt-sniffs and tail wags to all my pals!

I don't have much time to write lately--This is always the busiest time of the year for us.  I have to help Dad cut fire wood, both ours and the wood that we have to sell.  We have a small garden to tend, and today Dad and I woke up the grass-eating monster!  The grass in the yard was knee deep to Dad, so he decided we should feed the monster.   Vixen and Breanna were both afraid of it--Vixen ran and hid under the house!  She said later that she didn't run under the house because she was afraid; she just decided it would be a good time to check things out under there.  I don't believe her, though.

 We have been having lots of rain lately, but today is nice and sunny.  Dad wheeled Grandma out in the yard so she could enjoy the sunshine.  Grandma is scheduled for surgery in about two weeks.  We are hoping that she will be able to get around without the wheelchair after she gets over the surgery.

Dad wants the computer, so I will have to give it up for now.  I'll bark more later.

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dinosaurs</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/52315</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 16 Jun 2005 14:12:27 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Aawoooo!  Now I have something else to worry about!  We watched the British documentary &quot;Chased by D ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Aawoooo!  Now I have something else to worry about!  We watched the British documentary "Chased by Dinosaurs" on the noisy box with the window in front.  Now I am worried.  It showed all kinds of dinosaurs--big scary ones.  They are scarier than Dragons!  What am I going to do if one comes around here?  How am I going to protect my family?  Vixen won't be any help--she will just hide under the house, and Bree won't be much help either--She always lies down and screams when Vixen or I try to discipline her.

I decided to practice on Vixen.  She got smart with me so I took a bite right out of her butt!  I bit off a chunk of her hide!  Vixen didn't like it and turned around and attacked me.  We were roaring and biting each other--Dad came out and threw a bucket of water on us!  Vixen was bleeding all over the place and wouldn't hold still for Dad to examine her, so Dad took her 
over to have Julie help.  They decided it wasn't bad enough for her to go to see Doctor Cody.

That's all for now,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Happy Memorial Day!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/48275</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 30 May 2005 19:41:57 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woofs to all from the incredible Hulk!

Happy Memorial Day!  I hope you are all enjoying nice weat ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs to all from the incredible Hulk!

Happy Memorial Day!  I hope you are all enjoying nice weather over the long week end.  Our weather has been hot and dry for about two weeks.

Dad and I have been working in the garden and working on fire wood, until our helper, the blue and white monster named Truck went on strike.  We went to the parts store and bought him some presents.  Dad opened his toy box, selected some of his toys and made Truck open his mouth.   Then he took his toys and Truck's presents and played with them in Truck's mouth!  I guess that made him happy, because he decided to go back to work with us.

We went for a ride in Truck, to Ol' Weird John's house and had Ol' W.J. do a welding job that Dad needed to have done.

I guess that's all for today--bark to y'all later!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Good News!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/44222</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 10 May 2005 11:29:07 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Happy Barks and wagging tail!

I mentioned, not long ago, that our friend Gillis--the service dog- ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Happy Barks and wagging tail!

I mentioned, not long ago, that our friend Gillis--the service dog--needed a new forever home.  Well, it seems that he has one!  He is still on  trial, it all depends on how he acts toward the people's cats.  If he eats a cat, he comes back to Julie!  Well, he is doing fine after about a week.  He is good to the cats, and is proving to be a real asset to the family.  He picks things up, goes and get things when they ask him to--in general, making himself very useful.
So we can all be happy over Gillis' good fortune!

Dad and I are working on getting the garden started.  You warm-climate doggers probably think it odd that we are just getting started, but here on our mountainside, spring is slow in coming.  But once it arives the garden thrives!

I haven't found a way to escape yet--since Dad discovered how I was getting out--but I am working at it!  Ohhhh, I enjoy escaping, and running out into the National Forest!

Well, I gotta go---bark to y'all later
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I outsmarted Dad!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/44056</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 9 May 2005 16:02:35 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Tail wags to all!

I wanted to bark to you how I outsmarted Dad-------for a while!  I found a way  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tail wags to all!

I wanted to bark to you how I outsmarted Dad-------for a while!  I found a way to escape the yard!  Ohhhh, how I enjoy running up the mountainside into the National Forest!   There are so many strange and wonderful smells, and so many trees that need to be peed on!

Well, Dad kept walking the fence, trying to see where I was getting out.  I walked along with him, just laughing because he wasn't even close to figuring it out.

There was a space under the gate where Dad thought I might be able to lie on my side and wiggle under, so he blocked the space.  As soon as he was finished with that, he looked up on the hillside and saw me running back and forth!   Awooooooo!  He was so mad at me!    

There were a few places where the fence was not quite as high as the rest, so he went to a lot of work adding some wire to make the fence higher.    He just finished and went back inside-----and I escaped again!  Breanna ran inside and told on me--Dad came out and called me back.

Well, then Dad thought he would hide and watch me.  HA!  I could see him peeking around the corner!  So I ran over to him, sat down and gave him a big smile.  

Finally dad gave up---so I thought.  But he just got sneakier!  I didn't see him watching me---and he saw me escape!  I jumped up on the trunk of the old dead car, climbed up on top and cleared the fence with a 6 foot broad jump!  So now the car is pulled back so I can't reach the fence!

Well, it worked for a while!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Mother's Day</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/43826</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 8 May 2005 09:52:33 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Happy barks and tail-wags to all the Moms out there, from THE INCREDIBLE HULK!!

HAPPY MOTHER'S DA ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Happy barks and tail-wags to all the Moms out there, from THE INCREDIBLE HULK!!

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY TO ALL OF YOU!!

I wasn't able to join in the Mother's Day Stroll, because I don't have a Momma.  But I do have a real cool GRANDMA, though!  Vixen, Bree and I are lucky to have her!  

She is pretty old.  She celebrated her 89th birthday in January!   Her health is pretty good, though; we think she will be around for a while yet!

Who wants to see a picture of me with her?  If you do, just look at the pictures on my Dogster page--I am on the couch with her.  Actually, there are two pictures of me on the couch with  ladies.  The last picture is of me and Julie,  Grandma is the older lady. 

Dad and I were planning to cut firewood but we decided to take the day off to spend it with Grandma

Thats all for now; I'll bark more later!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Zombies!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/43674</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 7 May 2005 14:19:34 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Aaawoooo!!!   Dad turned on the light in that noisy box that is full of miniature people and animals ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Aaawoooo!!!   Dad turned on the light in that noisy box that is full of miniature people and animals, and guess what???!!!!  There were ZOMBIES in there!  They were going around eating people.  Nobody could kill them because they were already dead!!

Now I have something else to worry about!  What if a Zombie comes to eat Dad and Grandma??  How can I protect them?  Maybe if I bite the Zombie into small pieces and bury each piece in a different spot, all the pieces won't be able to find each other.

Ohhhh, I have so many worries.  Coyotes and Cougars and Bears (oh, my!) ,
Werewolves and Dragons---and now ZOMBIES!!!  And it is my job to protect my people from ALL OF THEM!!

A month ago, when we were looking in the window of that noisy box, we saw a Ghost named Caspar and a Witch named Wendy.  They were friendly, though,so I am not worried about them!

Bark to you later!
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		<title>Dog Shows</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/43529</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 6 May 2005 15:42:56 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woofs, Slobbers and tail-wags, from (the incredible) Hulk!

I thought I would bark the news about  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs, Slobbers and tail-wags, from (the incredible) Hulk!

I thought I would bark the news about the forthcoming shows.  I have entered three, two in June and one in July!

The first one will be standard UKC obedience, and then RALLY!  I have never competed in Rally before, but Dad and I have been practicing the exercises.

The July show is called The Washington Classic.  It is being held in Auburn, near Seattle, Washington, where I have a lot of friends who are all planning to come to watch my performance.  Ohhhh, I hope I don't lose my brain again!  Dad and I have been practicing the Jump on Recall exercise, because that is the one I goofed up in the last two shows.

Dad and I delivered a load of firewood today, to the place where I found that wonderful bone last time.  I hunted around, but didn't find one this time.  

Well, it is time to check on Grandma, so I have to go for now.

Butt-sniffs from
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		<title>This 'n that</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/42565</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 2 May 2005 08:36:26 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woof, Friends!

Well, Spring is here on our mountainside.  We still have a little frost in the mor ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woof, Friends!

Well, Spring is here on our mountainside.  We still have a little frost in the mornings, but it soon warms up to the 70s

Dad and I have been cutting fire wood and trying to clean the yard.  You know, most people think trash is something that gets thrown out, preferably in the dumpster or garbage can, but Dad has a theory:  Trash is a living, breathing entity that breeds profusely in the winter, under the snow.  We know that is true, because every spring, after the snow has melted, the yard is littered with trash that Dad and I have to pile up and burn.

Saturday, Dad, Grandma, Bree, Julie and I went to the Spring Fair, at the County fairgrounds!   Ohhhhh, I had a great time.   Julie was doing some Dog Demonstration of Rally Obedience exercises, trying to generate some interest in forming a local Dog Training group.  I got to help demonstrate some of the exercises.  Dad took me for several walks through the fairgrounds where I got to experience some wonderful new scents!

Dad woke up the Dird-Digging Monster and let him dig around where the garden will be.  I helped Dad clean out the old chicken house, and we threw all the chicken poop in the garden, and then the Monster mixed it all in.  We plan to start planting pretty soon.

Gotta go, it is time to get Grandma settled for the morning, so we can go cut some more fire wood.

Your pal,
(the incredible) Hulk 
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		<title>Dragons</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/39178</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 17 Apr 2005 10:13:03 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woofs and slobbers from (the incredible) Hulk!

Ever since we watched the show about Dragons on TH ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs and slobbers from (the incredible) Hulk!

Ever since we watched the show about Dragons on THE ANIMAL PLANET, I have been especially watchful of the sky.  You never know when a DRAGON  will show up!  It is very important for me to protect my people from him if he comes!

I don't know if Dragons come out at night or not, but I don't want to take a chance, so every night I get up five or six times, and sit under Grandma's window and bark as loud as I can, to scare away any DRAGON that might get the idea that Grandma is without defense!

It puzzles me that Grandma always yells at me to shut up.  Doesn't she understand that I am doing it for her benefit?

In other news; Dad and I have been working at cutting fire wood.  We have a large order and we want to get finished with it in time for us to cut our own wood for next winter before the forest is closed because of fire danger.

Our computer was acting weird, so We took it to the local computer geek, who worked on it for us.  It seems to be working better, now.

Well, I better end this, it is almost time for the bowling to come on the box full of miniature people.  We like to look through the window at them and watch them bowl!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Devil Made Us Do It!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/37016</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 7 Apr 2005 14:14:34 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Aawooooooo!  Vixen and I are in TROUBLE again!  When We came home from town yesterday about noon, Da ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Aawooooooo!  Vixen and I are in TROUBLE again!  When We came home from town yesterday about noon, Dad forgot to shut the gate, and the Devil made Vixen and me run away!  

We went way up into the national forest.  Dad was playing with the computer and didn't notice we were gone for more than two hours!  He called and called, but we were so far away that we didn't hear him. 

I came home about 11:00 and Vixen came in about a half hour later.  She had to stop and rest.

Why doesn't Dad understand that it was not our fault?  THE DEVIL made us do it!

Dad said that Sandy Claws will remember, and we might not get any presents!  

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Big disappointment!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/33773</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 24 Mar 2005 11:38:24 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Aawooooooo!   I have to bark the news to you about our vacation!  As I barked previously, Dad, Grand ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Aawooooooo!   I have to bark the news to you about our vacation!  As I barked previously, Dad, Grandma, Bree and I were going to California to attend the NUTS FOR MUTTS festivities at Woodland Hills.

We decided to participate in a "show and go" at Ridgecrest on the way.  By the time we arrived at Ridgecrest, we just had time to check into the motel and eat before we had to check in at the show.  Well, I was all wound up and stressed out after three days on the road, and just couldn't concentrate.  As a result, I didn't do very well.  Dad said it was no big deal, a show and go is just a practice event.  We were just supposed to have fun, and that we did!  

The next morning we drove to my "sister's" house in Norwalk.  Dad Borrowed her computer to check our Email, and learned that, due to an unpleasant weather forcast, NUTS FOR MUTTS had been postponed for two weeks!  Well, we certainly couldn't hang around for that length of time, so we headed for home on Monday.  The worst disappointment was that on Sunday, the day of the show, the weather turned out to be perfect.  Just a few fluffy clouds in a clear sky, with a nice breeze blowing.  I wanted to bite the weather man for lying!

Dad says that it is out of the question for us to make that long trip in two weeks--actually only one week, now--so we don't get to go.  Bree had a new dress designed for the Best Dressed contest, and I had practiced for months for the Most Obedient competition, and had worked hard practicing looking handsome for the Most Handsome Boy contest.  I also tried to steal Breanna's breakfast every morning, to give her practice for the Fastest Eater competition.  Aawoooooo!!!

Your pal, Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Gillis</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/29583</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 5 Mar 2005 14:10:20 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Tail wags and High-fives from (the incredible) Hulk!

It has been quite a while since my last entr ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tail wags and High-fives from (the incredible) Hulk!

It has been quite a while since my last entry--that's because we haven't done much.  Dad has been taking it easy because of his injured shoulder, so we haven't been doing much work.

I thought I would mention our new friend, Gillis.  Gillis has been a working service dog for quite a few years, and has had to retire because he has developed arthritis, and isn't able to do the heavy work any more.  His person is wheelchair bound, and part of Gillis' job was to help pull the chair. 

We are looking for a new forever home for him.  He would be a perfect companion for an older person.  Gillis has many skills that he can still perform--go get things, pick up things that dropped on the floor---.  Being used to disabled people, he would make an excellent therapy dog.  He went to visit Doctor Cody two days ago, for a thorough check-up.  Dr Cody said the arthritis shouldn't require any expensive treatments, just an occasional chiropractic adjustment and maybe a daily asprin.  Julie is offering him at no cost to a good home.  Just come get him or pay to have him delivered.

Gillis is a purebred Doberman.  Our friend Julie bred him and placed him with his disabled partner when he was just a puppy.

Now Gillis needs a home.  For more information or to apply to adopt Gillis, contact us at cgkomar@amerion.com 

Our weather has been like spring.  It is still below freezing in the mornings, but warms up to about 60 during the day.  The snow is melting fast.

We are making plans for our trip to California to join in the NUTS FOR MUTTS festivities at Woodland Hills.  On the way, we are planning to compete in a dog show at Ridgemont.  We leave on March 16th!

Well, that's all for now,
Your pal, Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Bones</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/27027</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 21 Feb 2005 14:27:41 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Today I will bark some good news---------and some bad news.  First the Good News:   We bought a spli ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Today I will bark some good news---------and some bad news.  First the Good News:   We bought a split half of beef.  When they cut and wrapped it, they saved all the bones and scraps!   That's the good news, now for the bad: When Dad and I brought it all home, Dad scattered it all over the yard--he said that way everybody would get some.   Well, he didn't consult me about that.  I had already decided that it was ALL MINE!  

Bree and Vixen each grabbed a bone and ran off with it.  Well, I gathered all the rest of it and put it in a pile, so I could stand guard over it, then hunted Vixen and Bree down and took theirs away from them and added those to the pile, too.

Ohhh, I have been working so hard to guard those bones; I hardly have time to chew them.  I have to spend most of my time growling and showing my teeth to whichever of the two is trying to steal one of my bones!

But Dad keeps scattering them around.  He said that I should share with the others!   Aawoooo!  How can he be so mean to me!  Hr even took a nice leg bone away from me and gave it to Vixen!  (As soon as his back was turned, I took it back!  hee-hee-hee!)

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>We did it!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/23968</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 5 Feb 2005 14:40:09 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, I thought it might be fitting to bark to y'all about the car.  Remember; it was stuck in the d ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, I thought it might be fitting to bark to y'all about the car.  Remember; it was stuck in the driveway?  Well, yesterday Dad and I worked all day before we finally got it un-stuck and up into the yard.  

I sat inside the truck and barked at Vixen and Bree while Dad backed it down to where the driveway got steep.  Then we dragged our cable and our tow-chain down and hooked it to the car, but it was too short to reach the truck.  

I thought it would not be a good idea to back the truck any farther, because our front wheels are not driving, just the back.  (that is something else we have to fix!)  Anyhow, taking my advise, Dad walked to the neighbor's and borrowed another long chain.

Poor Dad's right arm and shoulder are still useless, so he had to do everything with his left hand, but he finally got it all connected so we could start winching the car up the hill.  Even with me shouting advise and encouragement from the cab of the truck, it took a long time to get the job done.  I really don't know how Dad would ever accomplish anything without my help!

Well, thats all, friends, until next time!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Poor Dad!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/23667</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 3 Feb 2005 21:31:30 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks to all,  from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, our warm spell is over, and just as Dad predicte ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks to all,  from (the incredible) Hulk!

Well, our warm spell is over, and just as Dad predicted, we are paying a big price for our "June in January".  It was well above freezing for at least a week--a lot of our snow melted.  The snow that was packed in our driveway softened, and now that it is freezing again---has turned to ICE!  Our driveway is steep, and so is almost impassible.

We went to town today, where I helped Dad do the monthly shopping.  Upon our return, when we tried to come up the driveway, we got halfway up and the studded tires lost their grip--started spinning.  The car started to slide backwards, then turned to one side.

Well, about a week ago, Dad slipped on ice and caught himself with his right arm, pulling the shoulder muscle, and hasn't been able to use that arm since.  So he had to get out of the car and put on the tire chains using only his left arm and hand.  He had plenty to say to the car, the ice, the weather, and the chains while he was working.  I plugged my ears---I am not supposed to hear those words!

He finally got the chains installed, but when he tried to make the car move, one of them broke!  OOOOOH, I had to quickly plug my ears again!

Poor Dad had to carry groceries the rest of the way up the icy driveway.  The car is still down there; tomorrow We are going to winch it up with the truck.  I will let you know how that job goes!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Oh, No!  I goofed again!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/22890</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 30 Jan 2005 21:55:42 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks from the not-so-incredible Hulk!

Well, I have to bark the news about yesterday's dog show:  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks from the not-so-incredible Hulk!

Well, I have to bark the news about yesterday's dog show:  Dad and I were first up in our division.  I started out doing a GREAT job.  But then came the Jump on Recall exercise.  Well, we had practiced a lot on the funky jump that Dad made, and I got pretty good at it.  But the official jump doesn't look anything like the one that Dad made, and when he asked me to jump, I didn't recognise it as a jump.  I sat there wondering if Dad had lost his mind---how could I jump without my jump?  We left it home!  I looked at that thing that looked like a part of a fence--what was that doing there?  Was I supposed to jump that?  I slowly walked up to it and checked it closely.  Do I dare jump over that?  It is against the rules to jump over the fence!  I had better not take a chance.  I am supposed to be on my good behavior!

So, I was disqualified again!  Aawooooo!!  But Dad wasn't mad at me.  He said he was very proud of me because I did so well in everything else!  He and I are planning to build a new jump -- that looks like the official one.  Then I will not have That problem again.

We had a very good time, though.  I made a lot of new (two legged) friends.  Most folks seem to think that I stand a good chance of winning the Most Handsome Boy competition at the forthcoming NUTS FOR MUTTS festivities!

Aunt Bonnie and Grandma both said that they were proud of my performance in the rest of the exercises.  Even the judge said that I did so well otherwise, it was a shame I blew the Jump exercise.

That's all for now.  I'll bark to y'all later!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Good News</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/20938</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 21 Jan 2005 11:53:52 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Tail wags from (the incredible) Hulk!

I wanted to bark the news that Breanna and I sent in our en ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tail wags from (the incredible) Hulk!

I wanted to bark the news that Breanna and I sent in our entries to the NUTS FOR MUTTS contests.  The festivities are being held on March 20 at Woodland Hills, CA.  Check it out at www.nutsformutts.com 

Bree is entering the Best dressed and the Fastest Eater competitions.  I always help her practice to be the fastest eater.  If she doesn't finish her breakfast before I finish mine, I take hers away from her.  Hee, Hee!

I am scheduled to compete in the Most Handsome Large Breed and the Most Obedient competitions.  I had to choose between the Best Dressed and Most Obedient because their times overlap.  I wanted very much to compete in the Best Dressed, to show off my new suit, but I will save that for this year's County Fair.

I hope some of my Dogster friends can attend the festivities, either to compete or to watch us compete!  My pen pal, LaKai is planning to attend.  We will both be entering the Most Handsome Boy competition.  

I also have a show coming up on January 29th.  That one will be UKC obedience.  I better sign off for now and go practice!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Monster came back!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/20525</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 19 Jan 2005 14:51:48 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Aawoooooo!!  I want to tell you about yesterday afternoon, a very distressing time indeed!

Vixen, ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Aawoooooo!!  I want to tell you about yesterday afternoon, a very distressing time indeed!

Vixen, Bree and I were happily relaxing, enjoying the warmth of Grandma's stove, when olliver sudden----That snow pushing monster came back!    We ran outside and looked through the gate and there he came up the driveway!  It was the same one that I scared away last winter!  It has one big square tooth in front, which it uses to push the snow around.  It must be searching for something.  It had captured that man again and was making him ride around on its back.

Bree, Vixen and I barked and barked and barked through the gate, but the monster just roared as it pushed the snow around.  We kept barking, and finally he got scared and ran away.   Another job well done!

Your very brave pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dirty Rotten Deal</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/20096</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 17 Jan 2005 13:50:04 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks from (the incredible) Hulk, who got ripped off!

I wanted to bark the news about last week e ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks from (the incredible) Hulk, who got ripped off!

I wanted to bark the news about last week end's dog show:  Dad and I had been practicing for a long time to prepare for the show, and were at the top of our form.  On Friday, we drove the 450 miles to Vancouver, where the show was to be held.  We got up the next morning and drove to the show site and sat in the car for more than an hour waiting for somebody to show up.  Finally, we returned to where we were staying, to discover a telephone message informing us that the show had been cancelled at the last minute, because of bad road conditions.

Well, we were there--we experienced the road conditions.  There had been freezing rain the night before, and yes---the roads were a little slippery.  But Dad and I felt that cancelling the show was absurd and an outrage.  After realizing the roads were a little slippery, we drove accordingly, and didn't spin a tire!  Dad said that if he did it, the others could do it too.  

Dad was furious---after traveling that far!!!!  So, we came back home Sunday, disappointed and angry.  Dad is composing a nasty-gram to Email to the dog club that was sponsoring the show!

With disappointment,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>More Snow!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/18303</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 7 Jan 2005 15:07:23 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Frozen barks, butt-sniffs and a wagging tail to all!

 Well, I thought I would give an update on t ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Frozen barks, butt-sniffs and a wagging tail to all!

 Well, I thought I would give an update on the weather.  We had about four inches of new snow this morning, and the temperature was just a bit warmer.

Dad and I worked hard trying to make the blue/white monster wake up, because it had work to do.  We have to keep the snow cleared off our road, and in order to do it we have to have help from that monster.  He finally woke up, after Dad threatened to beat him to a rusty pulp with a sledge hammer!  

Dad connected the snow-removal thing and we got inside.  The Blue/white monster started to pull the snow thing down the road, but then he quit!  Dad had forgotten to give him his breakfast, and he was hungry.  So Dad had to walk home and bring his breakfast to him in a red five gallon jug.

We had the log-biting monster with us, so we stopped and cut a load of fire wood.  Everything considered, it was a good day!   I am afraid the goodness of the day escaped Dad, though!   

Your pal,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Should I bite her?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/18143</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 6 Jan 2005 16:20:18 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woofs! 
I want to bark to you about my mean little &quot;sister&quot;!  Guess what she did?  She chewed anoth ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs! 
I want to bark to you about my mean little "sister"!  Guess what she did?  She chewed another hole in my Gorilla; the one that Sandy Claws gave me!  This time she chewed his ear off, made a big hole where it used to be, and pulled out his brains again, and scattered them all over the floor!  Dad stuffed his brains back in his head and sewed the hole shut.   I think I am going to bite Breanna's ear off, and pull her brains out the hole---see how she likes it!

It is cold again today--Zero this morning.  I helped Dad go to town today for groceries.  We went to the bank while we were in town.  I love to go to the bank.  I always sit proudly while Dad does whatever people do in the bank.  All the ladies that work there give me lots of attention, and some great treats!

Only nine days before my next show.  I can hardly wait.  This one will be RALLY OBEDIENCE. It will be my first Rally competition.  And on January 29th I will be competing in another one--it is to be standard obedience.

Oh, I have to go, Dad wants the computer!

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		<title>Boiled eggs.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/17931</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 5 Jan 2005 13:24:37 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Barks from frigid but beautiful downtown Chesaw!

First a weather update:  COLD!  It was minus 10, ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks from frigid but beautiful downtown Chesaw!

First a weather update:  COLD!  It was minus 10, Fahrenheit, this morning--that's minus 27 Centigrade!  I have been spending most of my time in my secret hiding place, behind Grandma's stove.

We were planning to cut some firewood today, but the blue/white monster that takes us there and carries the wood back home for us wouldn't wake up.  All he did is growl when Dad got inside!  It was just too cold!

Dad decided to boil some eggs last night.  In the meantime, he decided to play with the computer----well, he forgot the eggs.  They boiled dry, then EXPLODED!!  Did you ever hear an egg explode?  Neither did I until this happened.  Do you know what happens to burned, exploded boiled eggs?  They go to THE DOGS!!  (Ohhhhh, I hope Dad forgets again next time!

'Til next time--Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>BARK, BARK, BARK!!! (Bet I scared you, ha ha!)</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/17755</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 4 Jan 2005 15:01:22 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woofs From (the incredible) Hulk!

I thought I would bark to y'all about my gavorite game---Protec ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs From (the incredible) Hulk!

I thought I would bark to y'all about my gavorite game---Protect the Car!  There are few things more fun than barking fiercely through the car window at unsuspecting passers-by!  I lurk quietly in the car, and when somebody walks past, I lunge at the window and BARK-BARK-BARK!!  Some folks  nearly jump out of their skin!  I get so excited that I can't help clawing at the door!  For some reason, Dad was less than happy when I tore the door panels from both rear doors.  I can't understand why he should be upset--after all, it is MY car.  He should be happy that I let him drive me around in it!

Well, Dad thought he would make me quit my game.  He bought a BARK COLLAR and put it on me!  It is the kind that give us one "free bark" then gives a warning tingle with the next bark and a stronger jolt with each sucessive bark.  I imediately discovered that it re-sets after two seconds.  So I just went "BARK! (pause) BARK! (pause)--------etc.  I can still scare people just fine!  So Dad gave up on the bark collar idea!  Why does he think he can outsmart me so easily?

Feeling pretty proud of myself,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Cold!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/17434</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 2 Jan 2005 19:45:12 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/17434</guid>
		<description>Woofs from the frozen north!
We woke up to cold weather this morning.  Well, it seems cold, because ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs from the frozen north!
We woke up to cold weather this morning.  Well, it seems cold, because it is a lot colder than it has been up til now.  It was 1 degree fahrenheit.  That is about -17 for you centigrade pups.  It didn't warm up much today and the sky is clear, so it will probably be a lot colder tomorrow!  Usually by this time, we have had a few bitter cold snaps--down to minus 15-25, so we may get it yet.

Dad and I woke up the truck-monster and the new log-biting monster and went after a load of firewood today.  The new log-biter did a good job at first, but he didn't know that his teeth couldn't bite rocks.  He tried, and his teeth got dull.  Dad got out the old, small log-biter and finished the job.  The truck-monster did fine, I guess that was because of the Christmas presents Dad bought him at the auto parts store.

Happy New Year to all!  Bark to you later!
(the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Will Sandy Claws remember?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/16904</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 30 Dec 2004 11:02:41 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/16904</guid>
		<description>Worried woofs from Hulk!

Bree and I are worried about next Christmas!  We were very naughty alrea ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Worried woofs from Hulk!

Bree and I are worried about next Christmas!  We were very naughty already this year, and we are wondering if Sandy Claws will remember!

On our way home from our Christmas vacation at Charlene's, we stopped at Aunt Bonnie's house to pick up Grandma.  Dad rearranged the stuff in our car to make room for Grandma and her stuff, and he forgot to shut the car door tight.  It was closed, but not latched.  When he went in Aunt Bonnie's house, Breanna and I pushed the door open and ran away!   We had never been loose in a big city before, and we were having such a wonderful time!  There were so many things for me to pee on, I almost went dry!!

Dad and Aunt Bonnie were hunting all over the neighborhood for us, calling and calling, but we were having such fun that we pretended to not hear!  Finally, they saw me run across the street two blocks away.  I could tell that Dad had seen me, so I thought I had better go to him.  Breanna was right behind me.

We were looking for a Pizza Hut-----one of my dogster pals, Lacoda, wrote to me and told me about the great time he had when he ran away to the Pizza Hut.  The people there gave him some crust from their pizzas!

Dad said that Sandy Claws knows that we were naughty.  I wonder if he will remember, and not give us anything next Christmas.  I would sure hate to waste a whole year being good if we aren't going to get anything anyhow!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Gorilla brains, and the blue/white monster</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/16787</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 29 Dec 2004 16:31:15 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/16787</guid>
		<description>Woofs and tail wags!

Sandy Claws brought me a gorilla that roars when I bite him.  Well, today Br ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs and tail wags!

Sandy Claws brought me a gorilla that roars when I bite him.  Well, today Breanna got him out of the toy box and chewed off his nose and pulled out his brains!  Aawoooo!  That was my brand new gorilla!  Dad stuffed his brains back in his head and mended the hole in his face.

All day yesterday and most of today, Dad and I were trying to wake up the blue and white monster that helps us when we go after firewood.  His name is Truck.  Well, he didn't want to wake up.  He said it was too cold, to wake him in the spring.  Dad and I went to town yesterday to the auto parts store and bought Truck a lot of presents.  Dad opened Truck's big mouth and spent most of the day feeding him his presents.  Finally, he woke up.  We wanted him to help us clear the snow off the road.

Thats all for now.
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Sandy Claws came last night!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/16129</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 25 Dec 2004 10:43:47 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/16129</guid>
		<description>Hooray!  Sandy Claws finally showed up!  I wonder how he knew that we were here at Charlene's house  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hooray!  Sandy Claws finally showed up!  I wonder how he knew that we were here at Charlene's house instead of at home!

We got some great treats, and we each got a squeaky toy!  Dad was lucky; Sandy left him a new log-biting monster!  Just in time, too, the old one took his final breath just the other day!

Sandy Claws can really work quietly.  I didn't even hear him come last night.  It is a good thing, too--I might have mistaken him for a burglar, and bit him!! 
 Bree and I planned on having our picture taken with Sandy at PETSMART, but we didn't get here in time.  Sandy Claws had already left to return to the north pole.

Well, I have to go help Charlene prepare the prime rib roast that we are having for Christmas dinner, So I will bark to y'all later.

Ho Ho Ho, and Merry Christmas from
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Bad news; Good news; Funny news</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/15016</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 18 Dec 2004 16:56:10 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/15016</guid>
		<description>Barks and slobbers from (the incredible) Hulk!

I wanted to bark some news to y'all:  somebad, som ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks and slobbers from (the incredible) Hulk!

I wanted to bark some news to y'all:  somebad, some good, and some funny funny!  First the bad news:  I mentioned Aunt Bonnie's "attack cat", Bubba.  Well, sadly, Bubba went to THE RAINBOW BRIDGE.  He was pretty old, 15 I think--his old body just failed him.   The good news is that now Aunt Bonnie has two kittens.  Very few things liven up the house, and drive away sadness better than kittens!  The funny news is about when Gene, Aunt Bonnie's neighbor brought his adult cat over to meet the kittens.   Instantly, when Gene put the cat down on the floor, the two kittens stiffened, tails went erect and their hair stood on end.  Hissing fiercely, the kittens threatened to attack. Gene picked his cat up, but the poor animal was so terrified that he threw up his dinner.  Ohhhh, I wish I had seen it--Gene scrambling to get out of the house, all the while the poor cat spraying puke! 
I suppose the kittens will reign supreme in their house after this!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The death of the Snow-eater</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/14823</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 17 Dec 2004 12:21:20 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/14823</guid>
		<description>Aawoooo!!    We have had a death in the family!  The snow eating monster has passed away!  He suffer ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Aawoooo!!    We have had a death in the family!  The snow eating monster has passed away!  He suffered a terminal breakage of a critical part.

Dad said he might be able to resurrect him, but it would be very expensive.  Dad is very angry with Sears!  He says the snow-eater just barely outlasted the warrantee, and should have lasted a lot longer, because of the price he paid.

Dad is planning to declare war!  He is doing research, and plans to start writing letters to the entire Sears chain of command.  Not that it will do any good, dad says, but at least he will get to give them a piece of his mind!

Other than that, things are fine.  We are getting ready for Christmas.  Bree, Vixen and I have all our shopping done; Dad only has two presents left to buy.

Grandma still won't open that secret box, the one that contains BEGGIN' STRIPS!

Dad wants the computer, so I have to go!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Grandma's secret</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/13996</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 12 Dec 2004 19:36:17 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/13996</guid>
		<description>Barks to all from the frozen north!

Well, the temperature dropped again; it is too cold for us to ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Barks to all from the frozen north!

Well, the temperature dropped again; it is too cold for us to build a snow man!  When we tried today, the snow wouldn't stick together.  Dad said that is what happens when it is real cold.  It is below 10 degrees, Fahrenheit.

I wanted to bark to you about a secret that Grandma is trying to keep from us.  She isn't doing a very good job, because I KNOW what it is!  So do Vixen and Bree!  The UPS man brought a big box.  When I looked at the label, I noticed it was from PETSMART!!  Just one sniff told me that there was some BEGGIN' STRIPS in there.  It is a big box, so I think there are a lot of other things in there, too.  Maybe some new toys!  But I KNOW there are some Beggin' Strips!

I got excited, and started begging for Grandma to give me some, but she wouldn't do it!  She had Dad put the box in her bedroom.  I keep going in there and checking, then I beg some more, but Grandma says I can't have any yet.  We have to wait for Sandy Claws to come!   I guess we have to share with him!!     Aawoooooo!!  If he is coming, I wish he would hurry!

Getting impatient,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Snow</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/13527</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 10 Dec 2004 09:36:01 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Tails happily wagging!!

We keep getting more snow!  We have about a foot on the ground right now, ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tails happily wagging!!

We keep getting more snow!  We have about a foot on the ground right now, with more coming!  I love the snow.  I enjoy running fast and plowing snow with my nose!  It also makes it convenient--I don't have to walk to the water bowl to get a drink!  I just eat snow for a cold, refreshing drink.

Dad promised to help me build a snowman.  I hope we have time to do it today.  Maybe we will build a SNOW DOG, too!

Dad likes to play in the snow too!  Just yesterday, he let the blue and white monster named Truck slide sideways into the ditch.  What fun Dad had playing with the shovel and jack!  I got to sit inside Truck and help by sticking my head out the window and barking at Ol' Weird John, when he came to play, too!

Another nice thing about snow is that Grandma always has a fire in her stove, and I get to lie in my secret hiding place behind the stove!  Ohhhh!  It is so nice and warm there.  Sometimes Breanna goes back there, and when I catch her there I have to look fierce and growl so she moves.

The snow-eating monster is sick and can't come out of the shed, so Dad gets to play in the snow with the shovel.  I always help, except when I get too cold, then I go lie down in my spot behind Grandma's stove.

I have to say goodby for now, it has become necessary to go outside and roll around in the snow!  :-)

Barks and butt-sniffs,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Vixen's breakfast</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/12541</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 5 Dec 2004 09:39:09 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/12541</guid>
		<description>Tail wags to all!  
I decided to bark to you about Vixen's breakfast.  Vixen always has to eat on t ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tail wags to all!  
I decided to bark to you about Vixen's breakfast.  Vixen always has to eat on the porch because I won't let her come in the house.  She used to come in Dad's house whenever she wanted to, but after I adopted Dad, I soon layed down some rules!  No coming in Dad's, Breanna's and My house!  Whenever she tried, I showed my teeth and barked ferociously!  She soon learned.

So when we have breakfast, Vixen has to eat out on the porch.  That's a good place for her!!

I get to go into Vixen's and Grandma's house though, hee-hee-hee!!

Dad is telling me to shut down the computer--It is time to watch the bowling on the noisy box full of minature people and animals.  I'll bark to y'all later!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>We ran away!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/12370</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 3 Dec 2004 22:22:09 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/12370</guid>
		<description>Tail wags from the incredible Hulk who was a bad boy!

Dad, Grandma, Bree and I went to Mark and J ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tail wags from the incredible Hulk who was a bad boy!

Dad, Grandma, Bree and I went to Mark and Julie's for a visit.  When we got back home, it was about 1:00 PM.  Dad let us out of the car, and decided to help Grandma into her house before he closed the gate.

This is usually okay, because Vixen always takes time to dance around greeting everybody and sniffing all the tires--checking her P-mail.  I always have to run all over the yard and pee on everything.

Well, this time things worked differently.  As soon as Dad and Grandma turned their backs, we ran out the gate, down the driveway, and into the forest.  By the time Dad came out to close the gate, we were gone.

Dad called and called, but we were having so much fun we just had to ignore him!  Dad followed our footprints in the snow down the driveway and into the forest until he lost our tracks and had to give up.  He called and called.  This is not the first time we ran away, but always before we came right home when he called.  This time we were having so much fun, we just couldn't come home.  

We finally came home at 10:30 that night!  I thought We would be in serious trouble, but Dad was so happy to see us that he didn't even bawl us out.  I was a little ashamed of myself, but still-------- I had so much fun!!

I don't think We will get another chance to run away, though.  I think Dad will be very careful not to leave the gate open.

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Solar Power</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/12170</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 2 Dec 2004 13:50:19 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/12170</guid>
		<description>Tail wags and butt-sniffs everybody!

I wanted to tell you about some magic that Dad does.  He cal ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tail wags and butt-sniffs everybody!

I wanted to tell you about some magic that Dad does.  He calls it Solar Power.  Dad says he likes to do this magic because it doesn't have any bills.  I don't know what that means.  Henny-Penny has a bill that she uses to pick up food, but I can't imagine what that has to do with this magic that Dad does. 

There are some black boxes that live in a small room in the house; they have a name--it is Battery Bank.  Hanging on the wall and sitting on a shelf above Battery Bank are some strange boxes.  The ones on the wall have small lights on them and square windows with small numbers written inside.  Dad looks at these numbers.  I can't imagine why.  The box that sits on a shelf has a light and makes a humming noise when dad wakes up some of the magic things in the house, like our own private sun, that shines when the big sun that lives in the sky goes to sleep.  Sometimes when the magic box begins to hum, the light goes on in the  noisy box with a window that is full of miniature people and animals.  Then we sit and look in the window at the small people and animals.

In the winter the big sun in the sky gets lazy and goes to sleep early and wakes up late.  Sometimes on those days, Dad looks at one of the magic boxes on the wall and says that Battery bank is low!  I don't understand that, because he looks the same as always to me.  Anyhow, when Dad says that he goes out and wakes up the monster that lives on the porch.  Dad has named him Generator.  Dad grabs his tail and pulls it very hard--it looks like he is going to pull it right off!  This wakes up Generator.  He doesn't like to wake up--he starts roaring!  Then dad grabs something he calls "extention cord" and sticks it up Generator's butt!  When he does that, another strange box that sits near Battery Bank starts to hum.  After a while, Dad looks at the box on the wall, and then tells Generator he can go to sleep.

The whole thing is very puzzling to me, but I guess that is the nature of magic!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Its COLD outside!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/11659</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 29 Nov 2004 12:35:57 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
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		<description>Woofs and tail-wags from the frozen north!   I is 8 degrees this morning.  (that is fahrenheit--equa ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs and tail-wags from the frozen north!   I is 8 degrees this morning.  (that is fahrenheit--equals about -14 C.  We don't have much snow yet, opnly about 3 inches.

Dad, Julie, Sophera and I went to Spokane over the weekend, where Dad and Julie watched a RALLY OBEDIENCE EVENT.  Julie and Sophera competed, but Dad was a big chicken!  He said he didn't want to try it until after he had seen how it is done.  There wasn't room for non-competing dogs so I had to wait in the car!!!!  It wasn't TOO bad, though, Dad came out every once in a while and took me for a walk and gave me a treat and a drink.  Dad promises that we will compete in the next one!

We are signed up for a show on January 29th, I think it is just standard obedience, but if they are having Rally, we will do that, too.

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Snow!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/10939</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 24 Nov 2004 09:37:12 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/10939</guid>
		<description>Tail wags and butt-sniffs to all!

I have exciting news!  We had our first real snowfall of the wi ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tail wags and butt-sniffs to all!

I have exciting news!  We had our first real snowfall of the winter last night!  We had two very light snowfalls earlier, but the snow soon melted.  Dad said that this will last until the spring melt-off.

I love the snow!  It is fun to run fast and use my nose as a snow plow.  Of course it is cold, so I always enjoy going inside and lying by the stove to warm up!  

I have a hiding place behind Grandma's stove.  Aawoooo!!  It is so nice and warm there.  Sometimes I catch Breanna back there, and I bark and growl until she leaves!

I have to cut this short---I can't wait any longer to go out and play in the snow!

Happy barks from 
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Cougars and Bobcats and Bears (oh my!)</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/10806</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 23 Nov 2004 09:33:28 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Tail wags and Barks from (the incredible) Hulk!

Shall I bark to you about some of the monsters th ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tail wags and Barks from (the incredible) Hulk!

Shall I bark to you about some of the monsters that lurk in our forest?  We live in the Okanogan Highlands, in north-central Washington State, surrounded by forest.  It is quite primitive here, with very few people around.

We have MONSTERS that live in the forest!  Some are not very scary and some are very fierce!  Dad has given them all names.  There is Deer, Squirrel, and Bunny, none of whom are fierce at all.  We enjoy barking at Deer and Bunny to watch them run away in terror.  Squirrel doesn't run away, he just sits on a branch and chitters at us!

Then there are Bears, Bobcats, Cougars, Lynx and Coyotes.  They are pretty fierce--but we bark at them anyhow!  The big cats and the coyotes want to eat Henny-Penny, our old retired chicken!  And Mr. Bear wants to get into our garbage can!

There are two more terrible monsters--that darn stinky black and white cat and ol' Porky.  I had a run in with the stinky cat, but so far haven't had any conflicts with Porky.  He lives in a culvert, just down the road from our driveway.  Dad said that I should avoid him, because he will stick me with terrible needles!  And he doesn't give out treats afterward, like Doctor Cody does.  Dad said if ol' Porky sticks me with his needles, I will have to have Doctor Cody take them out!

That's all for now
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		<title>Rally Obedience</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 21 Nov 2004 21:03:27 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Tail wags and Kisses to all, from the incredible Hulk!

I overheard Dad and Julie talking about RA ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tail wags and Kisses to all, from the incredible Hulk!

I overheard Dad and Julie talking about RALLY OBEDIENCE.  Dad and Julie went to a meeting with the 4H people, where they discussed starting a dog training class for the kids that would include training for Rally, and having Rally competitions.

I didn't know what RALLY OBEDIENCE was, but was pretty sure it is something that they would expect me to learn, and I was right!

When Dad took Breanna and me went to school at Mark and Julie's a few days ago, I was suspicious because some of the things they were teaching me were different than anything I have seen in standard obedience competition.

I discovered that that was the start of my education in RALLY.  It was fun; not as boring as some of the stuff I do at the U.K.C. shows.  So I think I will enjoy this RALLY stuff! 

Dad and I went after firewood today.  When we got to where we were working, Dad woke up the log-biting monster, and let him start biting the logs.  But his teeth were too dull.  (the log-biter's teeth, not Dad's!)  Dad didn't have a file with us, so the log-biter had to get back in the truck.  Dad picked up some branches and small logs that were lying around, and brought them home, so it wouldn't be a wasted trip.  The log-biter's teeth are sharp now, so tomorrow he will bite the branches into short pieces.

Awoooo!  Poor Vixen will run and hide under the house as soon as Dad wakes up the Log-biter tomorrow!

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		<title>Dog Show!</title>
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				<pubdate>Sat, 20 Nov 2004 15:01:26 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Tail wags and barks!

Dad sent in my entry for another doggie-show!  It will be held on January 29 ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tail wags and barks!

Dad sent in my entry for another doggie-show!  It will be held on January 29th at Redmond, Washington.  That is only about a 5 hour drive from here, so we can make it there and back in one day.  It will be a long day, but we can do it.

I can hardly wait!  This will be my chance to redeem myself for the last show.  I hope nobody pees on the fence!  I have lots of time to prepare, so I should be in good form.

The show is being held on Grandma's 89th birthday, and she wants to come along.  She says it would be something fun and different to do on her Birthday!  Aunt Bonnie said she will try to be there too.  Oooooh, I hope I do a good job, so everybody will be proud of me!

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		<title>Faith the Dog</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 17 Nov 2004 15:28:58 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Tail wags from (the incredible) Hulk

Aawoooo!  We discovered an incredible website about an incre ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tail wags from (the incredible) Hulk

Aawoooo!  We discovered an incredible website about an incredible two legged dog!  www.faiththedog.net  Dad said that Heaven must have a special award for the people that rescued that dog!  Most people would have allowed her to be put down. 

Faith, being born with only two legs, doesn't know she is handicapped, so she does almost anything a normal dog does.  The photo gallery shows pictures of a happy, smiling dog!

That's all for now, we have to go check on Grandma!

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		<title>Dad Left Me!</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 16 Nov 2004 09:44:34 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Aawoooo!!  I have to bark to you about ABUSE!!  Dad left me home yesterday!   He went with Julie to  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Aawoooo!!  I have to bark to you about ABUSE!!  Dad left me home yesterday!   He went with Julie to a meeting, and when he finally came home last night, HE SMELLED LIKE TITAN!  Why didn't they leave Titan home, where he belongs and take me!   I felt so abused! 

The meeting was with the 4-H officials, where Julie made a presentation.  She wants to start a 4-H  dog training program and talked Dad into volunteering to help.  It didn't take much talking, Dad enjoys working with dogs, and likes kids, too.  They want to offer basic obedience training and then to go on to train for RALLY OBEDIENCE competition.

If the program is accepted, I will get to participate, too!  That will be really cool!  I haven't trained for Rally yet, so that part will be a learning experience for me, but since I am good at standard obedience, I will get to be a demo dog for that part of the program.  I love to strut my stuff, so it will be a real rush!

Barks from
(the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Vixen's Bed</title>
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				<pubdate>Mon, 15 Nov 2004 11:07:35 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Tail wags to all,  from the beautiful Okanogan Highlands, in Washington State!

Today I wanted to  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tail wags to all,  from the beautiful Okanogan Highlands, in Washington State!

Today I wanted to Bark to you about Vixen's bed, but first a reminder:  PET STAR is returning to Animal Planet on November 29th, 8:00 Eastern time, 5:00 Pacific.  Our all-time favorite program!  :-)

VIXEN'S BED:  As you know, if you have been reading my diary, Vixen sleeps on Grandma's couch.  Grandma has a nice doggie-throw cover with a design fitting for dogs.  Vixen absolutely can't stand it if there is even the slightest wrinkle in the cover.  Grandma has decorative pillows, one on each end of the couch, and three on top of the back, against the wall.  The pillows have to be properly arranged, or Vixen will shun the couch!  

If her bed isn't exactly to her liking, Vixen will pester Dad until he gets up from his chair and fixes it.  She refuses to be ignored.  She gets right in Dad's face, then runs over and stares at the couch, then stares back at Dad.  If he doesn't respond, she goes through the routine again.  And again.  Eventually, Dad gives up and fixes her bed, then with a huge sigh of relief, she will get on it.    Silly, but a true story!

Smiles and Barks from
(the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Sky is Falling!!</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 14 Nov 2004 18:42:38 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woofs and tail wags!  

It was a gloomy day here today, we didn't see the sun at all!  we had a li ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs and tail wags!  

It was a gloomy day here today, we didn't see the sun at all!  we had a little snow, and Dad thinks it is going to snow hard tonight.

I would like to share with you the time the sky fell on Vixen:   Dad was adding insulation to Grandma's walls and ceiling, to make her house easier to heat this winter.  He added 2x4s to the ceiling, then put styrofoam sheet insulation between them, and then sheetrock to cover.  

Well, he had cut the styrofoam to fit in the area over the couch.  The couch is Vixen's bed.  Before Dad was able to put up the sheetrock, Vixen jumped up on the couch to take a nap.  She had just gotten comfortable, when the styrofoam fell on top of her!

Well, there went Vixen, off the couch--headed for her hideout under the house, screaming on top of her lungs"Yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi!!"   Of course, we dogs don't need a translation, but for our human pets who, of course, are not as smart as we are,  that is dog for "Eeeeeeek!!!  The sky is falling!  take cover!!! "

Poor Vixen slept on the floor for at least a week before she mustered the courage to get back up on the couch!  :-)

Barks from
(the incredible) Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The monster was cold!</title>
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				<pubdate>Sat, 13 Nov 2004 15:27:19 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Tail wags to you from the incredible Hulk!

This morning, dad and I wanted to go cut a load of fir ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tail wags to you from the incredible Hulk!

This morning, dad and I wanted to go cut a load of firewood.  It was pretty cold, so Dad decided to wake up the log-biting monster before we left, to make sure it was willing to work.  It refused to wake up--it said it was too cold, to wake him next spring!

But Dad fooled him.  He took him inside and sat him beside the stove.  Sure enough, that silly monster thought it was Spring already, so he woke up and went to work with us.  So we got our load of wood.

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Vixen was a hero</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/9370</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 12 Nov 2004 15:33:55 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woofs and hello!
I have been meaning to bark to you about the time Vixen saved Rusty's life.  Dad a ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs and hello!
I have been meaning to bark to you about the time Vixen saved Rusty's life.  Dad and I weren't home at the time, I think we were out in the woods feeding the wood-biting monster.

When we came home, we went to check on Grandma.  She told us the following story:

Vixen was asleep on the couch, Grandma was sitting in her chair reading, when, olliver sudden, Grandma said, They heard a terrible scream from Rusty, the cat.

In about five seventeenths of a second, Vixen was off the couch, out the doggie-door and around the house, barking her fiercest!  By the time Grandma could get out of the chair, grab her cane and hobble to the back door, all she saw was Vixen jumping at the six-foot fence, barking ferociously--her hair standing up.  Rusty was nowhere to be seen.

Grandma thought poor Rusty had become lunch for the intruder.  Dad said he was sure it was the cougar that had been seen hanging around outside our fence.  He went out and called, but Rusty didn't come.

That evening, while Grandma, Vixen,Bree, Dad and I were watching The noisy box that has small people, animals and monsters moving around in it,  in walked Rusty!  When Dad checked him, he discovered that Rusty had a deep scratch from the base of one ear, diagonally across his face, just as would have happened from the cougar reaching under the porch to try to grab him.

Nobody saw the cougar, but it almost had to be a big cat of some kind to be able to clear that fence--a coyote couldn't have done it, and a bear wouldn't have been interested in Rusty for lunch.  We have cougars, bobcats and lynx in our forest, so it had to be one of them, Dad believes it was the Cougar that had been seen earlier.

That was the time Vixen was a hero.  True Story.

Barks, Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Breanna's Cookies</title>
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				<pubdate>Fri, 12 Nov 2004 09:13:36 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woofs and tail wags everybody!  This is Breanna, Hulk's Kid Sister.  Hulk said I could bark to y'all ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs and tail wags everybody!  This is Breanna, Hulk's Kid Sister.  Hulk said I could bark to y'all today, because I wanted to share my recipe for cookies.  I bake these often, and we love them.(Well, Dad helps me a little!)  They are nutritious and tasty.  They are made from human quality ingredients, so even people could eat them, but I think they would prefer the sugary, unhealthy ones!  Here is the recipe:

3 cups whole wheat flour                           
1 tablespoon garlic powder
1 cup peanut butter                                       
2/3 cup powdered milk (dry, don't mix any water with it!) 
1/2 cup flax seed                                             
Chicken or beef broth

Mix everything together except the broth.   It should be dry and crumbly.  Add just enough broth to make the dough sticky.  Flour your paws well, then take a small amount of dough at a time, roll it into a ball (flatten it out, if you want flat cookies) place them on a cookie sheet; bake for about 20 minutes at 350, then turn off oven, but leave cookies in to cool along with the oven.  Cookies should be nice and crunchy, if not, re-heat the oven and bake for a few more minutes, then cool as before.
I put the cookies in a cold oven and let them heat along with the oven.


flax seed is optional, we like it because it is nutritious.  I suppose you could substitute sesame seed, or whatever you have on hand--or leave it out.  Sometimes I use fresh garlic rather than powder--I mince it as small as I can.  Cookies should be kept in the freezer.  One time we put ours in the cupboard and they grew green whiskers, so Dad threw them in the stove!

Enjoy your cookies!
Bree]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Big cat!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/9226</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 11 Nov 2004 14:51:58 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>This is (the incredible) Hulk, sending butt-sniffs and tail wags from Beautiful Downtown Chesaw!

 ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ This is (the incredible) Hulk, sending butt-sniffs and tail wags from Beautiful Downtown Chesaw!

I wanted to bark to you about the giant cat that is hanging around!  Dad and I  and the Log-biting Monster went after a load of fire wood yesterday, and when we got back, and was unloading the truck, we saw a GIANT CAT!  Dad said his name was Cougar.  He was really close, only about 50 feet away!

Now Dad understands why I keep jumping out of bed at night and running outside to bark.   That darn Cougar is coming around; Dad thinks he wants to eat Henny-Penny, our one remaining chicken.  We had quite a few chickens, but they all got old, retired and died, except for Henny-Penny.  She doesn't lay eggs anymore, but  Dad doesn't want to chop off her head--He said that she worked hard laying eggs for us, now she deserves a decent retirement!

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The last of Chief</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 7 Nov 2004 19:46:04 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woofs to all, from (the incredible) Hulk!

I wrote earlier about Chief, one of our ideosyncratic n ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs to all, from (the incredible) Hulk!

I wrote earlier about Chief, one of our ideosyncratic neighbors.  Well, we were saddened to learn that ol' Chief died.  This brings to mind something Chief told Dad some time ago.  I will bark the story to you as a memorial to Chief:

Chief was telling Dad about "being in the spirit".  That can happen when you die.  His Grandmother was in the spirit, and was his chief advisor.  Chief never made a move without her advise.   He had a cousin that was "in the spirit" ; this cousin was very mischevious.  He used to go down to the truck stops and "borrow" a semi while the driver was having lunch, and drive it down the freeway.  Imagine the other drivers' consternation to see an apparently driverless truck speeding down the freeway! (Being "in the spirit", Chief's cousin was invisible).

This cousin loves to fish.  He still fishes in the creek near here.  Chief told me that if I see a fish line coming down from the sky, it is his cousin fishing!

Chief told Dad how to get "in the spirit".  "Just wait till  you are dying, and think of a coyote", Chief said, "your spirit will go into the coyote, and you can travel anywhere you want in the coyote's body".  Chief said he could hardly wait to get "in the spirit".  He chortled happily as he thought of all the fun he would have.

So, here's to you, Chief!  We hope you were able to find your coyote!

Hulk and the gang.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I'm Baaaaack!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/8029</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 3 Nov 2004 13:00:54 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woofs from Beautiful downtown Chesaw!

  I haven't barked an entry to my Diary for quite a while,  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs from Beautiful downtown Chesaw!

  I haven't barked an entry to my Diary for quite a while, because I haven't been able to access our account page.  Whenever we logged on, our home page said there were NO DOGS in our account!  But it showed TWO CATS!!  I think Rusty and Desi hacked into our Dogster page and sabotaged us!  There must be a computer at THE RAINBOW BRIDGE, because that is where they are!

We Emailed the Dogster folks, who finally were able to fix things for us.  So things are back to normal.

I have to report that I wasn't my wonderful, brilliant, incredible self at the dog show on October 17th.  Somebody peed on the fence, and every time we heeled past that spot, I lost my concentration and went over to check my Pmail!

Another exercise is the recall over a jump.  I did okay, except that I hesitated too long after Mark called me.  So I lost a few points there.

The worst thing I did was to blow the group sit-stay.  It was only a one minute sit, so it should have been easy for me.  I routinely do 20 minute sit-stays and 30 minute down-stays in practice, but this time I stood up with only a few seconds to go!

I have another show coming up in February and I plan to redeem myself then.

That's all for now.
Hulk, the not-so-incredible]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Doctor Cody</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/4150</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 8 Oct 2004 12:01:39 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Tail wags to all!  This is (the incredible) Hulk, reporting from The beautiful Okanogan Highlands, i ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tail wags to all!  This is (the incredible) Hulk, reporting from The beautiful Okanogan Highlands, in Washington State!

Yesterday, I had Dad take me to Doctor Cody's clinic ao I could pay my bill.  I always enjoy visiting there, because the ladies that hang out with Doctor Cody always give me lots of attention and great treats, too!  I think I am high on their list of favorite patients!  They weren't too busy, so I taught Stacy to do "high fives".  She was easy to train--She quickly learned to give me a treat each time we high fived.

I got weighed while we were there--I weighed 86.7 pounds, which is close to my ideal weight.  

That is one of my favorite places to visit.  Sometimes we just stop in to bark hello, sometimes Doctor Cody sticks me with a needle.  It doesn't hurt very much, and I always get a reward for being brave.  Sometimes Dr. Cody looks in my ears.  He has an odd looking thing, it is long and skinny, with a round thing on one end, and two things on the other, which he sticks in his ears.  Then he puts the round thing here and there on my body!  Isn't it strange, the things humans do for fun?

Sometimes, when I have a sore back, Dr. Cody uses a thing that thumps my spine, and then I feel much better.

One time Dad took me to visit, and Dr Cody put me up on his table.  He stuck me with a needle, and I don't remember anything that happened for the next while, because olliver sudden I got really sleepy.  So I decided to take a nap, and when I woke up, I was in a kennel.  I felt a little tenderness at my south end, and when I checked, I discovered that some things were missing!   They must have fallen out, so I sniffed all around to see if I could find them, but they just weren't there.

I wrote a message on the BEST FRIENDS chat room, and one of my friends said that I had been tutored.  That is what they do to boys.  Girls get splayed.  Whenever I go to visit, I always sniff around to see if I can find those things, though, just in case they fell out and got lost!

That's all for now.

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Mushrooms!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/3540</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 3 Oct 2004 12:43:19 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woofs and tail wags!  This is (the incredible) Hulk, reporting from Beautiful Downtown Chesaw!

I  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs and tail wags!  This is (the incredible) Hulk, reporting from Beautiful Downtown Chesaw!

I wanted to bark to y'all about what happened yesterday:  Dad, Breanna and I got in the car and drove up the road a few miles, parked and got out.  I was happy to be going for a walk in the forest!  

Dad kept stopping and picking something from the ground.  My curiosity aroused, I checked to see what he was putting in the bag he was carrying, and discovered some strange, nasty smelling things.  I wondered what Dad wanted with them--maybe he was going to throw them in the garden for fertilizer.

After he had collected two bags full, we went to Mark and Julie's house, where he left one bag.  He took the other bag home, and, (Horror of Horrors), instead of throwing them in the garden, he washed and cooked those horrible things.  Then he and Grandma ATE THEM!  He offered bites to us dogs; Breanna and Vixen gobbled down all that Dad gave them, but I sure wouldn't eat any.  YUK!!  Dad yells at me when I eat a cow-pie or a horse-apple-----and then he eats those nasty things????????????

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Weird John (again)</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/3301</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 1 Oct 2004 16:29:42 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Tail wags to all!   How about another Weird John story?  I thought I would bark to you about the tim ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Tail wags to all!   How about another Weird John story?  I thought I would bark to you about the time ol' John freaked out about the imaginary forest fire:

We live in the midst of a heavily wooded area, so we are all very fire-conscious, as we should be.  John, however, is paranoid when it comes to forest fires.

Another neighbor decided things were too boring around here, and we needed some entertainment.  So he went up to John's and said:  "Hey John, there is a forest fire up the road, and it's coming this way!"  Well, instead of looking up that way for smoke, or driving up the road to see for himself, ol' John grabbed his chainsaw, and cut down all the trees within a few hundred feet of his cabin, and, using his truck, drug them out of the way, to create a fire-line.  Then he grabbed two buckets, and spent the next few hours running back and forth from the creek to his cabin, throwing water on the roof and the sides.  Next he connected his trailer to his truck and loaded all his possessions into the truck and trailer.  He was headed to town to the mini-storage.

By then it was after dark.  On his way to town with all his possessions, he stopped at my house to warn me about the forest fire.  Dad and I were in bed already, and when he told us what he had done, Dad looked in the direction of the supposed fire, and pointed out to him that if there was actually a forest fire, there should at least be a red glow in the night sky, and if there wasn't, then the fire wasn't close enough to worry about.

Ol' John fully expected Dad to start loading all our possessions in our truck, and to start throwing water on our roof.  He was sure puzzled when we just went back to bed! 

I guess it was a dirty trick for Rick to pull on poor ol' John, but it was sure funny!

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		<title>Chief</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/2915</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 29 Sep 2004 10:33:32 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Shall I bark to you about another unique local resident?  You think Ol' Weird John is weird?  Wait'l ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Shall I bark to you about another unique local resident?  You think Ol' Weird John is weird?  Wait'll you hear about Chief!  Believe it or not, this is true!

They call him chief because, despite his blond hair and flaming red beard, he thinks he is a full blooded American Indian, and the Chief of his tribe!  There is an excuse for Chief, though.  According to old-timers in the area, although somewhat ideosyncratic, Chief was fairly normal before he went to Viet-Nam, but he came back a basket case.

Chief turns to his dead Grandmother for advise.  If he needs to cast a spell on someone, she is always eager to help.  And cast spells, he does!  However, they seldom, if ever work.  Dad used to go to town to do Chief's grocery shopping for him.  Chief didn't want to ride in the car because he was afraid of Max and Freya, Dad's two Dobermans.

One time Dad was delivering Chief's groceries, and when he drove up to Chief's cabin, There was Chief--out in the yard with a small campfire burning.  Over the fire was a cast-iron dutch oven.  Chief called out for dad to come to see what he was doing:  In the dutch oven was metal shavings, brass and aluminum.  Chief explained that his dead Grandmother had told him how to keep the winter away from his cabin.  After he heats the metal shavings nice and hot, if he buries the dutch oven along with the contents, it will remain summer within a 300 foot radius!

Chief has hundreds of wives, and countless sons.  He has never seen most of the wives, because he only goes around in the dark to "breed" them!  Chief's Indian name is Chief White Eagle.  His bane is Chief Black Eagle, from an enemy tribe.  Chief Black eagle keeps sneaking around to "breed" Chief's wives!  When he does, it "ruins her" and causes her to produce a girl, rather than a son.

Chief "owns" the world bank, and has control of the world's currency.  Do you remember, some years back, when Canada ran into dire financial straits?  Well, that was because Chief transferred most of their treasury to a bank on his moon.  Oh yes, Chief owns a moon!  Not our moon, it is one of the moons of Neptune!  

There are tunnels leading from Chief's land to all parts of the world.  Using those tunnels, Chief travels to China, France and Australia, among other places.

Being a heavy snowfall area, most houses around here have metal roofs, because the snow readily slides off them.  Metal roofing comes in many different colors.  Well, all the houses with red metal roofs belong to Chief!  Chief's cabin is less than a mile from the Canadian border.  One day Chief climbed over the fence, and went to several nearby houses that had red metal roofs, knocked on the door and ordered the occupants to move, because he wanted "his" house back!  That was the time the R.C.M.P. escorted him to the border and turned him over to our County Sheriff.

Every so often the "Boys In White Coats" come and haul poor old Chief away.  He is usually gone for six months or so,. and then they bring him back.  Chief is harmless, and Dad finds him entertaining.  Chief is happy as a clam, drifting around, casting his spells, not doing any harm.

This entry is getting lengthy, there is much more to bark to you about Cnief, but I will save it for another time.

Slobbers and Kisses to all,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My Friend Sammi</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/2612</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 27 Sep 2004 12:08:53 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woof, woof!  Here I am again!  It is a beautiful day in Chesaw, and it puts me in the mood to bark t ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woof, woof!  Here I am again!  It is a beautiful day in Chesaw, and it puts me in the mood to bark the story about how I "met" my good friend, Sammi:   I have barked to y'all about Ol' Weird John.  But I didn't mention how I hated him at first.  I still don't like him very much, but I can tolerate him when he visits.

I was, according to Dad, showing undue agression toward ol' John.  He and Julie were treating it as a training issue, and getting nowhere.

One day, Julie told Dad that she had been chatting online with a lady who claimed to be an animal communicator, and suggested that Dad contact her in regards to my problem with John.

Well, Dad didn't beleive in animal communicators, and he told Julie so.  He said that they were charlatons, swindling money from the gullible.  Julie said that she felt that Dad should give it a try.  Well, Julie is the smartest person Dad knows, so Dad decided to listen to her and against his better judgement, he contacted the lady.  (her name is Sammara.)   Arrangements were made for a session by telephone.

Still the skeptic, Dad made sure he didn't feed her any more info than was actually required.  He told her my name, and that I was showing undue agression toward our neighbor, who's name is John.  That was all.

Sammi said for Dad to wait--she would check to see what I had to "say".  ("Oh, sure!", Dad thought).  So, after hearing my side of the story, Sammi said to Dad:  "I need to make sure we are talking about the same person.  This John; is he very tall, very thin with graying hair?"  Well, this nearly knocked Dad out of his chair.  (John is 6' 8" tall, weighs about 160 and has graying hair!)  When Dad answered in the affirmative, Sammi next asked "Is he somewhat strange and unique?"  Dad told her that John was downright weird.

"Well", Sammi replied, "that is the entire problem."  She said that I was picking up weird energy from John, and was afraid that he was going to hurt my Dad.   So Sammi explained to me that it was fine for me to be vigilant, but I shouldn't try to attack John unless he actually did try to hure my Dad.  (I did show a real improvement, I still won't let ol' John through the gate, but once Dad lets him in, I don't try to eat him!)

Then Sammi asked about my "siblings".  Dad mentioned a problem we were having with Vixen, so Sammi had a "chat" with her.  Sammi then asked Dad who lived with him.  Dad replied that, since his wife's death, it was only him and us dogs.  Sammi said that that was strange, because Vixen had told her about a woman who lived with us, an older woman with white hair.  Well, finally Dad became a believer!  She was talking about "Grandma"  Who, although she doesn't live with us, she lives on the same property, in her own house!  

That is how I "met" my good friend, and how Dad became a believer!

That's all for now,
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Ol' Weird John</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/2483</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 26 Sep 2004 15:01:13 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woofs and tail wags!  I wanted to bark to y'all about one of the local characters, one they call Ol' ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs and tail wags!  I wanted to bark to y'all about one of the local characters, one they call Ol' Weird John:  This area seems to be a magnet for weird---we have more than our share of weirdos!  Dad says that if  he could write, he would write a book.  We and Betty MacDonald are in similar circumstances.  (Remember Betty?  She wrote about her experiences on the egg farm in "The Egg and I")  Well, Betty had to contend with Ma and Pa Kettle; We have OL' WEIRD JOHN!  

Ol' John lives about 1/2 mile up the road from us,  Dad moved here in April of 1987, John showed up two months later.  

You wanna know why they call John weird?  Just look up weird in the dictionary, you'll see a picture of John.  Dad and his wife Judy used to hear John hollering.  Several times a day, they would hear him.  He wasn't yelling anything in particular, just "Yaaaaaaahhh!!!".  One time Judy asked him about it--he said " Well, I have always lived in the city, the neighbors were always complaining about my noise.  I moved out here where I can make all the noise I want, so I am going to yell whenever I feel like it!"

One time Dad went to see John.  There he was out in the yard, picking handfulls of grass and eating it!  "What in the world are you doing?"  Dad asked.  Well, John replied, the cows eat grass and like it, so I decided to try it for myself!"

If you ever want to do away with ol" John, don't try to poison him.  He's immune to poison.  He used to go to town on the day the mini-mart replenished their deli sandwiches, and dig through the dumpster to collect the old sandwiches they threw out. He would take them home and eat them all week.  Egg salad, balogna, salami-----John didn't have refrigeration, he just kept them on the counter.  By the end of the week, they would be stinky and green, but John didn't care.  He ate them anyhow.  Then he would go to town and replenish his supply.

John used to see sasquatches--herds of them swarming all over the mountainside.  You know the two sounds that coyotes make?  They howl like a wolf, and they also go "yip-yip-yip-------"  Well, the "yip-yip-yip isn't coyotes, it's sasquatches!  John used to come down and say "Boy the sasquatches were sure loud last night".  One day 'ol John came down and said " Well, you don't have to worry about the sasquatches.  I put out a bale of hay for them last night, and so now they know we are friends!"  Dad said, "Well, thank you, John!  I was really worried about them!"  John hasn't seen the sasquatches for several years, now, I think he must have run out of whatever good stuff he was smoking! 

More on ol' John another time, that's all for now!
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Cow Pie</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/1701</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 20 Sep 2004 17:41:29 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>September 20, 2004

Tail wags to all! 

I wanted to bark the story about the last time I went fo ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ September 20, 2004

Tail wags to all! 

I wanted to bark the story about the last time I went for a walk by myself:  Dad left the gate open, so I decided to go for a walk.  I didn't get very far before I discovered a nice fresh cow-pie.  Oohh, what good luck!  After I had eaten my fill, I decided to give Dad a nice surprise.  So I rolled around in the remains of the cow-pie.

I was very proud of myself.  Dad had noticed the open gate, and realized I was gone, and was calling me so I ran home.  I couldn't wait for him to notice how nice I smelled!

I couldn't believe it when Dad, instead of praising me, got the shampoo and washed off that wonderful cow-pie.  He said I had stinky breath, too! Humans are strange!  

Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Gramdma's Woodpile</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/1463</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 19 Sep 2004 08:33:56 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>September 19, 2004 

Woofs and Slobbers to all!

This is (The Incredible) Hulk, reporting from B ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ September 19, 2004 

Woofs and Slobbers to all!

This is (The Incredible) Hulk, reporting from Beautiful downtown Chesaw!  Dad and I went after fire wood this morning, but couldn't get a full load because we ran out of fuel for the log-biting monster.  We had to come home after cutting only half a truckload.

Shall I bark the story to you about Grandma's woodpile?  It all happened about a month ago, Dad and I had brought three loads of wood for Grandma.  We had it all split, and stacked in her woodshed.  

Well, Vixen came rushing over and told me she had discovered that a chipmunk was living in the woodpile!  I ran over and checked--and sure enough, one was in there.  We don't need chipmunks in the woodpile, so Vixen and I tore the woodpile down and chased him away.  

We were very proud of ourselves, but when Dad saw what we had done, he was less than delighted.  He re-stacked the wood.  The very next morning, that chipmunk was back!   Aawoooo!  The work we go to to help Dad!  We started all over on the woodpile, tore it all down again and chased that darn chipmunk away again.

Well, here came Dad.  He yelled at us for tearing down the woodpile again!  We were only trying to help!  Well, Dad re-re-stacked the wood, then he put a door on the woodshed so Vixen and I can't go in there any more!  That's gratitude for you!  Dad didn't even appreciate all our hard work!

That's all for now, I'll bark more later!

Wet, sloppy kisses from
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Grandma's gone to visit</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/1372</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 18 Sep 2004 20:21:43 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woof, woof! 

I will take a few minutes to Bark to you about what we did today:  Dad, Breanna and  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woof, woof! 

I will take a few minutes to Bark to you about what we did today:  Dad, Breanna and I took Grandma to visit Aunt Bonnie, who lives 300 miles from home.  We have to go back in seven days to bring her back home.  Aunt Bonnie is the one who won't let Breanna and me come in her house!  We got out long enough to go pee, and to leave her a stinky token of our esteem in her back yard!  Then we had to wait in the car while Dad went in the house for a little while.   

I don't think I much want to go in Aunt Bonnie's house anyhow.  She has a cat named Bubba, who is an attack cat!  He beat up on the last dog who was unfiortunate enough to go in the back yard while Bubba was out.

Dad never stays long, he came back out in about 1/2 hour, and we drove back home.  That is a lot of driving for one day, and Dad is tired, so he said I can't bark to y'all for very long tonight.  So I will close for this time.

Slobbers and tail wags from
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Puppy-Goat (2)</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/1259</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 17 Sep 2004 22:27:27 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woofs to all!

I would like to bark to you about Puppy-Goat's second visit.  (Scroll down one entr ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs to all!

I would like to bark to you about Puppy-Goat's second visit.  (Scroll down one entry to read about his initial visit!)   Dad felt sorry for P.G. because he didn't have any good grass left, so he decided to give him another chance.  Mark and Julie had used a shock collar to keep him off the porch.  It only took once for him to learn to stay off.

That sounded like a good idea to Dad, so we went after Puppy-Goat again.   Immediately after getting out of the truck, P.G. headed for Dad's bush- cherry  hedge, and began to pig out on the leaves.  After eating all the leaves he could reach, he ate our wild rose bushes, then he started on the tall grass.  

But then, he decided to crawl through the doggie-door, to pay a visit inside.  Well, Dad was waiting for him, he was wearing the E collar, and when he got on the porch, Dad zapped him.   Ol' Puppy-Goat jumped in the air, spun around, sprouted wings and flew off the porch.  That was that, as far as coming on the porch went.

But any time Dad would open the gate to take the car down the driveway, Puppy-Goat would charge through, and take off down the driveway.  Dad would have to chase him down, grab him by the horn and lead him back into the yard.  Ohhh, it was so funny, Bree, Vixen and I would laugh and laugh!

Well, one time Dad was trying to chase ol' P.G. away from the gate, so he could take the car through; Puppy-Goat lowered his head and charged!   Well, Dad has trained in Karate, and when P.G. came at him, he landed a kick right between the horns.  Puppy goat backed up, lowered his head and charged again.  Dad kicked again.  This went on for a while.  That was so funny---but then, it got even better!  Dad threw another kick, Puppy-Goat managed to whip his head around and hook a horn down inside Dad's shoe!  Ohhh, that was so funny!  He jerked his head up, and Dad went flying and landed on his back.

Well, I decided that it was time for me to come to the rescue, so I ran over to Puppy-Goat, and barking fiercly, kept him at a distance until Dad got up again.  That is how Puppy-Goat wore out his welcome the second time!

That's all for now, I will bark again later.
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Puppy-Goat</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/511</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 14 Sep 2004 09:50:31 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Good morning, Gang!

Today I would like to bark to you about my friend, Puppy-Goat.  P.G. lives wi ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Good morning, Gang!

Today I would like to bark to you about my friend, Puppy-Goat.  P.G. lives with our friends, Mark and Julie, of Talisman Kennels.  (Mark and Julie are my breeders, but that is another story.)  Ol' Puppy-Goat has never hung around with goats; he has lived with M. and J. and their dogs since he was a kid.  So he thinks he is a DOG!  Imagine his surprise if he was to see himself in a mirror!

Well, last summer, the grazing in Puppy-Goat's yard was getting pretty sparce.  P.G. was eating the bark off Mark's trees, and that didn't make for very good relations between Mark and Puppy-Goat!  

We had lots of tall grass, so, rather than letting the Grass-biting Monster bite it all down, Dad decided to let Puppy-Goat come to visit for a while.  Bad Idea!  Puppy-Goat, thinking he is a dog, felt that he should be entitled to all the canine privileges that come with membership in our gang.

When he arrived and was let out of the truck, all went well for a while.  P.G. and Vixen were well- aquainted, because he and she play together when Vixen goes to visit (on the times nobody is home here for more than a day).  So they had a great time romping all around our large fenced area.

Then the time came when Dad went into the house, followed by Breanna, Vixen and me.  We always use the doggy door.  (we dogs, that is, Dad uses the big door!) After we were inside for just a few minutes, here came P.G. crawling through the doggie-door!  It took a minute, but he managed to squeeze through!

Well, Puppy-Goat isn't house-broken, so he was less than welcome.  Dad grabbed him by the horns and led him back outside.  Undaunted, he started back through the doggy door, but Dad was waiting for him.  Every time P.G.'s head would poke through the door, Dad would kick him between the horns.  (No, you can't hurt a goat by kicking him between the horns!)  Puppy-Goat had perserverance, I will say that for him.  He never did give up.  Finally, Dad loaded him back into the truck and took him home.  You should have heard Julie and Mark laugh!  Imagine a full size goat squeezing through a doggy door!  Our door is the large size, but not THAT LARGE!  and imagine him learning to use it after only seeing us go through once!

There is another chapter in the Puppy-Goat story, but I will save that for tommorrow!

Woofs, slobbers and tail wags from
Hulk H. Komar]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>We have MONSTERS!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/377</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 13 Sep 2004 13:29:30 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woof, Woof, gang!

I would like to bark to you about monsters.   Shall I tell you about our reside ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woof, Woof, gang!

I would like to bark to you about monsters.   Shall I tell you about our resident monsters?   There is one that I like a lot!  It is the Dirt-Sucking Monster!  It lives in the closet, and when Dad lets it out, I always come running, because he lets it suck all the loose dirt from my body.  Aawoooo!  that feels so good!  And then Dad lets it suck the dirt from the carpet.  Vixen is afraid of it; she always hides under the house when Dad lets it out!  Breanna doesn't like it either, but she doesn't run and hide unless she thinks Dad is planning to use it on her.

Then there is the Log Biting Monster.  It lives in the truck.  It has a long snout, like an alligory or a crockadoodle, except its teeth are on the outside!  A strange-looking monster, indeed!  Dad and I take it out in the forest, where, with a terrible roar, it bites logs into short pieces!  Then Dad loads the short pieces into the truck and takes them home.  I guess he changes his mind about wanting them, because he throws them in the stove and burns them up.  Humans are strange animals, aren't they?

We also have the Dirt Digging Monster.  He lives in the tool shed.  Sometimes Dad lets him out and he goes to the garden and digs around in the dirt.

We have another monster that only comes out in the winter.  It wants to eat snow, but it never seems to find any that tastes good.  Dad follows it as it goes around scooping up large mouthfulls of snow, tasting it to see if it is good.  It never finds any that tastes good, so it spits it out, way off to the side, so it doesn't get the same snow twice. 

We have another Monster that never comes out in the winter.  It is the Grass Biting Monster.  Dad carries it around and lets it eat the tall grass.

Vixen is afraid of all these monsters, she always hides under the house when Dad lets them out!

Another Monster came last winter, a really scary one!  The snow eater was sick, and couldn't
 come out of the shed.  There was a lot of snow in the driveway.  One day I heard a terrible roar, and when I ran out to check, there came a terrible Monster up the driveway.  It had one big square tooth, and it was using that tooth to scoop the snow!  It had captured a man!!  It was making the man sit on its back.  The Poor man was pulling and pushing some things that were growing on the Monster's back.  I think he was trying to make it stop, so he could escape! 

I was very brave.  I stood at the gate and barked ferociously and scared that Monster away.  I wish I could have helped that man, though.  He was still trying to escape, as the monster ran down the driveway.  Breanna Helped me scare the Monster away--she stood there and barked, too.  Vixen hid under the house.

Bark to you later!
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>THE DEATH OF THE BAG PIE</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/35565/diary/The_world_according_to_hulk/222</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 12 Sep 2004 09:45:31 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woofs and Slobbers from BEAUTIFUL DOWNTOWN CHESAW!  This is (the incredible) Hulk, barking to you ag ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woofs and Slobbers from BEAUTIFUL DOWNTOWN CHESAW!  This is (the incredible) Hulk, barking to you again today!

I wanted to bark to you about an adventure I had almost two years ago:  Dad's granddaughter, Stephanie, decided to take a stab at marriage.  Wedding plans were made, and what a wedding!  No ordinary wedding for Stephie, Ohhh, No!

She decided on a medieval theme.  All the wedding party had to come in appropriate costume.  The wedding was held in a monastery, in Portland, Oregon.  I was invited, so I decided to come as a DRAGON.  Ohhh, what a handsome green dragon I was!

I was on my very best behavior, except for one faux pas.  On each end of the altar, there was a pedestal, on top of which was a vase containing flowers.  I thought they were fire hydrants, and I was just getting ready to annoint the first one, when Dad stopped me and explained that those were NOT to be mistaken for fire hydrants!   How was I to know?

Well, everybody was having a wonderful time, we were all seated, waiting for the ceremony to start when, olliver sudden--the door burst open, and in came a man wearing a skirt!  He was carrying a very strange looking monster!  Dad said the monster's name was Bag-Pie.  That was a very cruel man.  He walked up to the front of the congregation and started to torture  that poor Bag-pie!  He bit the Bag-pie on the tail, and squeezed him hard.   Aawooo!  That poor Bag-pie screamed and wailed for a long time, then he died!    Ooooh, I was so sad.  I wanted to run up and bite that terrible man, but Dad calmed me down.

But the Very best part of the wedding was yet to come!  THE FOOD!  Oooh, the food was wonderful!  I sat beside Dad's table and had lots of great treats!  I didn't get any of the cake, though.  I begged for some, but Dad said it was bad for me. 

Woof and goodby for now!
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>THE BIG DOG PARADE</title>
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				<pubdate>Sat, 11 Sep 2004 09:57:38 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>September 11, 2004

Tail wags to all, this is Hulk H. Komar barking to you from Beautiful Downtown ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ September 11, 2004

Tail wags to all, this is Hulk H. Komar barking to you from Beautiful Downtown Chesaw!

I would like to bark to you about THE BIG DOG PARADE in Santa Barbara, California.

Dad, Breanna, and I went to visit my "sister" Kathy and her husband, Greg who live in Norwalk, California.  Dad had read in DOG FANCY about the parade, and we decided to time ouir visit so that we could attend the event.

What great fun!  There were several thousand dogs, most of them in costume!  I wore my clown suit and Bree wore her harem girl costume.  The costumes were home made by our "sister", Kathy, whom we were visiting.

There was one thing that was not fun.  I will bark to you about that:  We were all lined up, waiting for the parade to begin.  We were near a large group of young humans, who were all dressed in strange costumes.  Dad knew who they were--he said they were named "Hi-scoo band".  They were carrying some strange looking monsters.  Some of the monsters were short and round, and some were odd shaped, long and very shiny.  Well, it was about time for the parade to start, when, olliver sudden, Hi-scoo Band grabbed those monsters and started to hurt them terribly!  They started hitting those round fat monsters with sticks!  Those who had the shiny monsters began to bite them!  Aawooo! those poor monsters, you should have heard them scream!  Hi-scoo Band started walking down the street, all the time torturing the monsters and making them scream.  I felt very sorry for the monsters!

Except for that, we had a very good time.  After the parade, there was a festival, where they gave out the prizes.  There was a prize for Best Costume; Biggest Dog; Smallest Dog; and Best in Parade.  We didn't win a prize, but we had a lot of fun, anyhow.  We plan to go again next year,  It is an annual event, held on the first Saturday of June.

My "Neice" Britches plans to go with us next year.  She wants to try for the "smallest dog" award.  She is very small, and has a good chance to win.
If you would like to meet Britches, you can access her DOGSTER page.  Just search for Britches Marie Keksi, from Vancouver, WA.

That's all for today!
Hulk]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>That Darn Cat</title>
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				<pubdate>Fri, 10 Sep 2004 21:53:44 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Hulk ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Woof woof, everybody!
September 10, 2004

I wanted to bark to you all about what happened to me l ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Woof woof, everybody!
September 10, 2004

I wanted to bark to you all about what happened to me last week!  I am nice enough to allow my Dad to sleep with me on his bed.  I always sleep with one ear cocked and one nostril flared, so I will know if an intruder shows up during the night.  I am a guard dog, and I must stay alert.

Well, one night last week, at about 2:00 A.M., I sensed an intruder.  I rushed out through the doggie-door, and there in the yard was a strange cat.  Well, I like cats, but this cat was trespassing so I decided to chase him away.  I put on my fiercest expression, and barking ferociously, I ran toward him.  But instead of running away, like he was supposed to, That darn cat just turned around and raised his tail---and he had a secret weapon!  He used it on me, and AAawooooo!  what a stink!!!

There was nothing for me to do but to run back into the house and jump in bed with Dad.  I knew he would feel sorry for me!  But instead of giving me the sympathy I deserved, he yelled at me---"Aaagh!  Skunk!!  Get out of here!"  Then he pushed me off the bed!  Well, I knew he didn't mean it, so I jumped back up to tell him he was forgiven.  But he pushed me down again!  Then he chased me outside!  I doubled back and ran back in and jumped back up on the bed.

Well, here came Dad again!  He drug me off the bed and chased me outside again.  Then he blocked the doggie-door so I couldn't come back in.  Ohhh, I was so sad, I sat on the porch and barked and howled for the rest of the night!

The next morning, Dad checked his book and found a recipe for a mixture that was supposed to take away the smell.  After he soaked me with it, I only stank a little bit.  But the bed smelled terrible!

But all is well now.  I don't stink any more, and Dad changed the blankets and sheets.  I hope that cat doesn't come back!

That's all for now.

(The incredible) Hulk
Chesaw, WA.]]></content:encoded>
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