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<title>Pensive Prattling by Shaki</title>
<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki</link>
<description>Dogster diary for the dog Shaki</description>
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<copyright>Copyright 2013 by Shaki &amp; Dogster</copyright>
<pubDate>Wed, 19 Jun 2013 13:52:41 PDT</pubDate>
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		<title>Where's He Taking Me?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/829796</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 12 Jun 2013 06:53:07 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Diary,
I am a confused pup!  Daddy has taken me out to the kennel where I sometimes stay when  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,
I am a confused pup!  Daddy has taken me out to the kennel where I sometimes stay when he ‘n’ Mommy go somewhere for a few days.  However, he promised me that I’m not going to stay there!  Well, if not, WHY is he taking me?  Not the dreaded bath ‘n’ grooming!!! I’m a ‘senji….we do NOT need grooming.  Also, it is NOT bath time, ‘cause I haven’t eaten any pens lately.  That’s what always brings on a bath for me.  I have been a very gooders girl lately ‘n’ haven’t eaten any sofas or chairs.  Uh oh, here comes the kennel lady with…..omd, clippers ‘n’ she’s looking at my poor l’il paws!  No matter they look like ‘n’ are working more like claws…please leave them alone.  If hooman gals can wear 3-inch nails on their fingers, why can’t I keep my nice long nails?  Here she comes with macabre determination in her eyes.  Pray for me, pals!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Don't Let the Vacuum Cleaner Eat Me!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/818368</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 2 Mar 2013 11:58:57 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Diary,
Mommy got out my nemesis, 'n' I just had to tell you how I feel, so I wrote this little ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,
Mommy got out my nemesis, 'n' I just had to tell you how I feel, so I wrote this little poem to share with you.


Don’t let the vacuum cleaner eat me!
Don’t let it come too near.
Just ‘cause it doesn’t belch fire and brimstone,
I still have reason to fear.

Don’t let the vacuum cleaner eat me!
Don’t let it come so close.
Ev’ry time I try to sniff it,
It tries to grab my nose, so,

Don’t let the vacuum cleaner eat me!
Don’t let it come too near.
Just ‘cause it doesn’t belch fire and brimstone,
I still have reason to fear.

I tried to be patient,
I tried to be brave.
I tried to go the other way.
But that mean thing just followed
Me around, so this is what I pray:

Don’t let the vacuum cleaner eat me!
Don’t let it come too near.
Just ‘cause it doesn’t belch fire and brimstone,
I still have reason to fear.

Mommy looks so happy 
When it grabs up all that dust.
And she tells me which way to go,

But I get confused and all turned around,
That’s why I’m saying just

Don’t let the vacuum cleaner eat me!
Don’t let it come too near.
Just ‘cause it doesn’t belch fire and brimstone,
I still have reason to fear.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I Am in Disgrace</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/811182</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 4 Jan 2013 09:22:36 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Diary,
I am in deep, deep disgrace with Mommy (although it was really HER fault)!
As you know ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,
I am in deep, deep disgrace with Mommy (although it was really HER fault)!
As you know by now I luv to follow the path of the "little white truck" which is actually our mailman.  Well, yesterday we were having a delivery made, 'n' the delivery truck had blocked our mailbox.  So, Mommy 'n' I went outside to stand 'n' wait in the driveway, so we could get our mail.  I got excited as usual, running around in circles even leashed as I always (Rats!!!) am.  The mailman comes up; I look expectantly for an invite to join him in his truck (otherwise known as LWT); he hands Mommy the mail; and, totally ignores ME!  When I am in the house and see him either going up or down our hill, I will shake whatever area rug or otherwise shakeable thing is available.  Being on the driveway the only thing I could see that was remotely shakeable was Mommy's flapping pants leg, so....I went for it.  So what if I also grabbed part of her leg?  She should have put it somewhere else.  Now she's calling me her Carnivoracious Pup!  She did bleed a lot, but I still think it was her fault for having that leg in my sight anyhow.  I s'pose now I'll never again get to wait outside with her for the mailman.  She did tell me later that she still luvs me, so I guess all is forgiven.  Maybe next time, we can take an area rug out with us, just in case.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A Few Days Before Christmas</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/808463</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 13 Dec 2012 11:09:53 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>A Few Days Before Christmas

T&acirc;was a few days before Christmas
And all &acirc;round our house,
Eve ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ A Few Days Before Christmas

T’was a few days before Christmas
And all ‘round our house,
Every creature was stirring,
(but not the mouse!)

Pups sniffing, cats purring,
Mom ‘round the stove stirring
Food for all residents,
(But not the mouse!)

The tree decorated,
Children elated,
Anticipating the big day,
(but not the mouse.)

“Why not?” you may ask
the poor li’l creature.
“I’ll tell you,” says he,
“You’ve missed the main feature.”

“It’s the Holy Child’s birthday,
we must remember.
It’s the most important day
In the month of December.”

“So, sing songs of joy,
as you decorate your house!
He was sent to save us!
(Even the mouse!)

gmc 2012]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My Crazy Thanksgiving</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/805422</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 17 Nov 2012 15:24:22 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Diary,
This is going to be a crazy Thanksgiving in our house this year.  Mommy &acirc;n&acirc; Daddy t ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,
This is going to be a crazy Thanksgiving in our house this year.  Mommy ‘n’ Daddy tore up our kitchen ‘n’ are taking out all the cabinets where all the cooking things are kept!  There are holes in the walls ‘n’ I have no idea where they’ve moved my treats!!!  Every flat surface in the house is covered with something, ‘n’ even the pawrents can’t find a lot of the stuff they want.  How can they fix my turkey ‘n’ stuffing?  On top of that, Mommy’s having something done to her eye that’s s’posed to make her see better….it’s called a Cat-a-Rat or something like that.  Now, how did that Cat ‘n’ the Rat get in her eye, I ask you?  Anyhoo, that means she’s not doing much of the cooking on Turkey day.  It’s all up to Daddy (he does much of the cooking anyway…).  So, Fur Pals, think of me when you’re smelling ‘n’ sniffing all those turkey-day goodies.  There sure won’t be much going on here, that’s for sure!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Great Escape!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/803291</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 30 Oct 2012 13:32:24 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Diary,
I DID IT!!!  I escaped out the front door!  I've always luv'd to watch the &quot;Little Whit ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,
I DID IT!!!  I escaped out the front door!  I've always luv'd to watch the "Little White Truck", better known as the mailman, coming up our opposite hill, down our hill on the other side of our street, 'n' then back up our hill when he stops at our mailbox.  Then I watch, from inside the house of course, as he continues on up the hill 'n' then down on the opposite hill.  Yes, yes, I know this is very convoluted, but that's how it is!!! 
Well, today Daddy opened the door 'n' I was ready....I sprung into action 'n' tore out of the house 'n' chased that Little White Truck right up the hill, despite the cold, pouring rain.  Daddy, ha-ha, had to run across our back yard 'n' the neighbor's yards to intercept me on the other hill.  (You should have seen him running across that wet, sloshy grass.)  He met the postman as he was stopping at our opposite neighbor's box, 'n' then came li'l ol' me,
who jumped into the mailman's truck.  That's really all I want, is a ride in the LWT.  Is it ever gonna happen.....?  I doubt it, but I know that if any other fur had been there to race with me to catch that ol' LWT, they would have been left in my dust!!!  ("Dust" being a figure of speech since it was cold 'n' soggy outside.)  Anyway,  The Day Was Definitely Mine!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>~How to Train a Human~</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/795779</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 4 Sep 2012 08:58:47 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Diary,
This is an open letter to all Furs who have long desired to know precisely how to go ab ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,
This is an open letter to all Furs who have long desired to know precisely how to go about training their humans.  First, let them get comfortable in an easy chair, all relaxed, drinking their coffee and watching the morning news.  Sit on their lap for a bit to lull them into thinking that they have everything under control and that all is well in their world for the nonce.  THEN jump down, go take the covers off the furniture they were protecting, and give the reclining human "the Look!"  Make sure the Look is full of promise for entire destruction of said furniture if ignored.  Our covered furniture is leather, and does not like to be raked by paws!  Stare at the furniture in an evil manner, then back at the human, just to make sure she or he is getting the message.  Paw the furniture gently at first, and if you are still being ignored, step up the pawing a few notches.  Don't worry.  Said human will quickly arise from her comfy seat, and get the treat or chewy for you, just as you have trained her to do.  Take my word for it!!! It works like a charm EVERYTIME!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>This Has Been an Embarrassing Week!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/789611</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 20 Jul 2012 11:28:40 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Diary,

After spending 4 and a half days in captivity....a Kennel....the pawrents FINALLY  re ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,

After spending 4 and a half days in captivity....a Kennel....the pawrents FINALLY  retrieved me, 'n' took me home.  However, I was attacked by a case of the "runs", 'n' not the fun kind if you get my drift!  I was leaving messes all over the house 'n' the folks couldn't get me outside fast enough.  It was truly humiliating for me 'cause I am fastidious, as are all basenjis, 'bout keeping clean 'n' odor free.  Not this week, though.  Daddy had finally had enough, 'specially the 3:00 a.m. trips outside with me, so he took me 'n' a sample of you-know-what to the vet, expecting to hear big words like "clostridium whatever" or food-poisoning, etc.  I thought this sounded great as a reason, 'cause maybe they'd blame it on the kennel 'n' I wouldn't have to go there again.
WRONG!!!  The vet said there was nothing wrong with my insides that a little relief from Stress wouldn't take care of.  Go figure.....STRESS!!!  Looking back, though, it seems a reasonable conclusion.  Let me enumerate the sequence:
1.  Big, bad Derecho storm hits 'n' I'm in the house alone as trees 'n' branches fall all around 'n' the lights go out.
2.  My skin bro 'n' his family come to stay at our house when we get light 'n' air the next day 'cause we're lucky enough to be on the hospital grid.  Others near to our neighborhood were not so lucky.  Did I mention that said skin bro brought his 2 doggies?  That makes 6 people 'n' 3 doggies, counting moi.
3.  Next, my skin sis 'n' her tribe arrive.  (They didn't bring their pups, thank goodness!)  Now we have 9 people 'n' 3 doggies.
4. My skin uncle, who lives nearby, came to stay 'cause he had no light or air, 'n' he also brought 2 pups with him!  By this time everyone is scrambling for a bed!  (BTT skin bro had light 'n' had gone home.)
5. After all had gone home, 5 days later, I had the pawrents for 2 days 'n' then THEY LEFT for 4 days, putting me in the kennel.
My nice comfy 'n' safe routine had been destroyed, hence the Stress.  The pawrents are breathing (no pun intended) more easily now that they know the reason for my "illness" 'n' are now groveling 'n' promising me faithfully that where they go, I get to go too.
I guess this proves that sometimes bad things can be turned around for the good.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>BOOM!!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/786387</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 27 Jun 2012 19:17:31 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Diary,
We had a Very Rude awakening early this morning.  I was still on the bed, Daddy had jus ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,
We had a Very Rude awakening early this morning.  I was still on the bed, Daddy had just gotten up, 'n' Mommy was ready to go back to snoozing, when all at once we heard 'n' FELT this humongous BLAM!!!  I must have jumped 3 feet in the air 'n' then charged down the stairs to hide behind Daddy.  Mommy also jumped (literally) out of bed, too, 'n' the house really shook.  She thought something must have  exploded nearby.  Something did blow up nearby...actually across the street.  It was the transformer that blew, shutting off our electricity.
Now, as to what CAUSED the transformer to blow, it's a somewhat tragedy.  Now some of you pups may say, "Hurrah!" when you hear what happened, as there are some of you known to not like this "cause."  I'll tell you:  it was a squirrel who was in the wrong place at the wrong time.  I always thought squirrels knew how to climb those poles 'n' power lines, but this one was definitely not in the know.  Daddy found him fricasseed (we don't know how to spell this word) at the bottom of the pole.  I do hope the power company gave him an appropriate burial.  All in all, I prefer to be awakened by Mommy's alarm clock.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Freedom is Sweet (But just a little Scary!!!)</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/785013</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 18 Jun 2012 12:13:25 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Diary,
Last weekend my Daddy took me to a really neat place 'n' LET ME GO!!!  Now, I don't mea ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,
Last weekend my Daddy took me to a really neat place 'n' LET ME GO!!!  Now, I don't mean he permitted me to travel with him....I mean that he let me OFF LEASH!!!  (Actually that is the reason Mommy refused to go, 'cause she just knew I'd run off 'n' they would be chasing me all over trying to lure me back!)  Daddy took me to a family-owned campground along the Ohio River.  The grounds are on a large bluff over-looking the water, with a dock 'n' other water-related stuff.  When I got out of the truck, I was still on leash, but Daddy let me off as soon as we saw my fur-cuzzes, Maggie 'n' Mimi.  I ran around sniffing all the unfamiliar "sniffs" there, then I really stopped in my tracks:  there before me were the 2 largest labs I've ever seen.  The really Big One is called Captain, 'n' he's even large by Lab standards, but he's actually as gentle as a pussycat!  The owners were tempted to call the other "Tenille", but her name is Dixie.  She's gentle, too.  I checked out the 3 campers that were there, 'n' settled under a picnic table.  Mommy should be ashamed that she thought I'd run off.  There was NO WAY I was gonna let Daddy out of my sight.  If I got lost, I would have had to swim across that river to get home, 'n' I wasn't gonna let That Happen!!!  Get myself wet?  No Way!!!  All 'n' all, I had lots of fun, got some handouts from the picnic table, 'n' had some quality time with Daddy!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Wow!  Doggy of the Day!!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/773211</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 1 Apr 2012 16:41:54 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Diary,
We were sooo surprised to see that li'l ol' me was &quot;Dogster Doggy of the Day&quot; today.  N ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,
We were sooo surprised to see that li'l ol' me was "Dogster Doggy of the Day" today.  Now, you must understand that I'm not inclined to skepticism or anything like that, bu-u-u-t,
it IS April Fool's Day, 'n' so I decided to tread very carefully, in case there was a catch or something.  But, there WASN'T!!!  What an Honor!  It really warmed my heart, 'n' actually warmed Mommy, too, 'cause she came home from church today feeling frozen.  There was no heat at church as the gas was off 'n' it was in the 40's.  It never came on 'n' she sings in 2 services, so she was pretty much an icicle when she got home. But, she took me on my walkie to the park 'n' we both warmed up some.  Then........she turned the 'puter on 'n' discovered my great 'n' wonderful s'prise!!!  Thank you, Dogster, 'n' All My Wonderful Fur Pals for the congrats 'n' all.  You're the BEST!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Shaki, the Alarm Clock</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/769305</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 8 Mar 2012 07:57:08 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Diary,
Mommy is calling me her &acirc;alarm clock!&acirc;  Now, I ask, is that nice?  Just because I c ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,
Mommy is calling me her “alarm clock!”  Now, I ask, is that nice?  Just because I come back from my early morning walks with Daddy, ‘n’ charge up the stairs to pounce on her until she wakes up to play with me, does NOT make me an “alarm clock!”  She was giving me icy glares just this morning because her bed was a bit mussed.  (Well, I had thrown my doggy bed right on top of her.)  I had a perfectly good excuse, however, because I could not find my bone-bone.  I knew I had hidden it somewhere in the vicinity, but could not locate it.  Sooooo, I had to dig around until I could.  Then I found the neatest place to re-hide it:  under Daddy’s pillow.  Mommy snarked at me ‘bout that too!  Just ‘cause we ‘senjis do lots of digging (inside more than outside for me)  does not mean we’ll actually dig a hole in the bed sheets or other furniture!  [Mommy!  That was just one old couch, ‘n’ it really needed replacing.  Besides I like the taste ‘n’ smell of old stuffing.]  Anyhow, it’s gonna storm here today, ‘n’ I need protection ‘n’ snuggling from the thunder-boomers.  Who better to furnish that than a nice, warm blankie ‘n’ my Mommy?]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Watch out for the ducks and geese!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/740179</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 22 Sep 2011 11:07:06 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Diary,
I would like to put in a word of caution for Fur owners who habitually walk their pups  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,
I would like to put in a word of caution for Fur owners who habitually walk their pups in parks, city or private, especially if there is a concentrated population of ducks and/or geese, or for that matter, pigeons.  Our park where I luv to walk is loaded with both the "quackers" and the "honkers."
There is a fungus spread by birds such as these, as well as chickens, etc., which can insidiously infiltrate your human's lungs and which also can show up elsewhere in the body.  My Daddy, last year had to have lung surgery because of such an infection, and it looks as though it has shown up in him again.  He was susceptible because he has a weakened immune system due to medicines he was and is required to take.  If one has been or is being treated for cancer, has severe allergies, asthma, or is being treated for other infectious diseases, this can be very dangerous.  From now on, Daddy will walk me elsewhere, 'n' Mommy will take me to the park.  For me it's a win-win situation, but I am still concerned for my Daddy.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>What a Doctor's Visit Can Mean!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/733136</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 17 Aug 2011 13:54:26 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Diary,
I have an interesting tale to tell.  It involves a dog, my no-fur Uncle, 'n' several &quot;a ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,
I have an interesting tale to tell.  It involves a dog, my no-fur Uncle, 'n' several "authorities."  The story begins with a dog bite.  My NFU was cleaning out debris by our lakefront here in Fla.  While visiting with a neighbor, the neighbor's dog came over, 'n' my NFU being a dog-lover carefully put his hand down for the dog to sniff as most humans will do.  Well, the dog bit his finger.  After a few days my NFU went to the doctor as the finger was not healing, etc.  On being informed as to what caused the injury, the doctor said he (the doctor) had to contact animal control or whomever in Fla. he's s'posed to contact in relation to animal bites.  Come to find out, even if a dog has had all its shots, it still must be quarantined. This is law in Fla. This happened up here where we are, but my NFU by then was back home at his doctor's in Sarasota.  Well, the dog catcher stopped by our house today as it was the address given by my NFU, and the neighbor's dog has been put in quarantine.  The doctor said that having all the shots required of us pups, does not necessarily make our bites safe, esp. if the one bitten has an impaired immune system as my NFU has.
We are all saddened and stressed by this.  In fact, if my NFU had known that by going to see the doctor this was going to be reported, he wouldn't have gone.  As it turns out his finger was by that time, seriously infected and he is now on bed rest as a result.  The pup in question  was mauled by a gator 2 years ago 'n' also, he is kept crated much of the time outside, although he is  generally well-treated and exercised.  BTW, the dog in question was not on leash.  Even out here in the country where we are at the moment at my Mom's Fla. family home, people walk their dogs on leash.  Perhaps had the dog been on leash this wouldn't have happened.  This is a cautionary tale for us doggies 'n' our humans.   We pups should be on leash or fenced when outside, and humans must be extra careful when addressing a strange pup as he approaches, even if its owner is present.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Thoughts for the 4th of July</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/727423</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 4 Jul 2011 14:13:37 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Diary,
I am writing this today because it is the birthday of our nation.  If it were not for w ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,
I am writing this today because it is the birthday of our nation.  If it were not for what I am writing about here, it is a possibility that we might not be having the joyous celebrations in its honor.    My pawrents just returned from a trip to France where they spent several days in the Normandy region.  They were sad not to have had me with them as French families take their pups everywhere with them.  But, this is not really what I want to relate to you.  I want to let you know what they saw there and what they told me about their experience.  They first went to a museum in St. Mere Eglise, one of the storied towns so affected during the D-Day landings.  They said it was chilling to see a replica of the young soldier whose parachute got caught on the spire of the eglise, hanging on that same spire as though it had just happened.  Likewise, visiting the American cemetery at Colleville Sur Mer is heart-warming, inspiring, sad, and makes one feel proud all at the same time.  They were awed by the sheer effort and bravery it must have taken the Allied servicemen to land at the beaches....Utah, Omaha, and others....that can be viewed at Point du Hoc, and then climb those rocky cliffs under the relentless barrage of gunfire.  July 4 is not just a time for celebrating with good food, family, and fireworks, but also a time to reflect on those long gone who guaranteed through perseverance and sacrifice that we may do so.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Caring Neighbors Help Lonely Pup</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/721443</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 8 May 2011 19:38:40 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Diary,
I have a very sad tale to tell that has a (so far) happy ending.  My no-fur uncle's nex ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,
I have a very sad tale to tell that has a (so far) happy ending.  My no-fur uncle's next-door neighbors moved out of their home, leaving behind a small pup who had spent his entire life outdoors.  Neighbors in the area, including my no-fur uncle, had been feeding the pup, hoping that perhaps one of its owners would return for him.  Sadly, that has not happened.  My uncle went over and collected the pup, and took him to the vet.  The little dog has an encrusted eye, which the vet treated, and the poor pup also has hook-worms, which is also being treated.  The dog is in the care now of my uncle, who is going to have him groomed and will keep him (indoors!) until a good home is found.  (I suspect that my uncle will wind up keeping the dog as a companion for his older pup.)  One other cause for concern is that when my uncle called the local Humane Society they gave him the "run-around" with no suggestions of where to get help.  Why do humans treat their pets like children treat their toys when they get bored with them?  Perhaps a toy can be discarded, but surely not a loving pet!?!  We  thank God that there are people like these caring neighbors and a caring vet in our community and others like it, who are willing to step out of their comfort zone to come to the aid of one of our Creator's very deserving creatures.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My New Moniker!?!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/717821</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 6 Apr 2011 12:48:19 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Diary,
I have a new name...one my Mommy 'n' Daddy have given me.  It's &quot;Shaki Manypee!&quot;  ( Pro ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,
I have a new name...one my Mommy 'n' Daddy have given me.  It's "Shaki Manypee!"  ( Pronounced mini-pee.)  Now, I don't know whether to be insulted or to brag.  It's like this.  We go for long walks in our nearby city park which is on the edge of the woods.  We have lots 'n' lots of woodchucks (known around here as Whistle-Pigs), coyotes, Canada Geese, strange-looking ducks, raccoons, deer, 'n' more.  I HAVE to sniff at all those wonderful sniffs.  Just 'cause humans have a rinky-dink sniffer, doesn't mean I shouldn't enjoy all those neat aromas!  Of course, I also need to let whatever creature I "sniffed out" know that I was there, I have to leave a few scents of my own in that particular spot.  Makes sense, doesn't it???  We all know how you furs 'n' I leave our scent, hence the ManyPee name I've been given.  Guess I'm bragging after all, LOL!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>To All My Valentines</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/710843</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 10 Feb 2011 09:14:50 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
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		<description>To All My Valentines Out There
(A Friendship Poem)

Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue,
&acirc;n&acirc; I  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ To All My Valentines Out There
(A Friendship Poem)

Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue,
‘n’ I don’t know what
I’d do without you.

You brighten my day
with the games that we play.
You cheer me up
when I’m a very bored pup.

So Pals near and far,
Wherever, whoever you are,
I'm here to say,
"Happy Valentine's Day!"]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My New Years Resolutions [This is VERY SERIOUS!!!]</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/706111</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 4 Jan 2011 08:27:01 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
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		<description>Dear Diary,
I found this on the Camp Bow-Wow site, made a few adjustments to fit &quot;Yours Truly&quot;, 'n' ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,
I found this on the Camp Bow-Wow site, made a few adjustments to fit "Yours Truly", 'n' here it is:


<b>New Year’s Resolutions for Pups!</b>


I will not eat deer poop.
 
I will not lick my human's face after eating deer poop.
 
I do not need to suddenly stand straight up when I'm lying under the coffee table.
 
My head does not belong in the refrigerator.
 
I will no longer be beholden to the sound of the can opener.
 
I will take time from busy schedule to stop and smell the behinds.
 
I will get a bite in on that freak who gives me that shot every year.
 
I will grow opposable thumb; break into pantry; and will decide for MYSELF how much food is “too” much.
 
January 1st: Kill the sock! Must kill the sock!
January 2nd - December 31: Relive victory over the sock.
 
The garbage collector is NOT stealing our stuff.
 
I will NOT chase the stick until I see it leave my owner’s hand.

I will NOT try to crash through the sliding glass door in order to chase the kitty staring at me from the opposite side!

I will welcome the UPS man because he DOES give treats.

I will ignore the postman in the Little White Truck because he does NOT give treats!  {He is not worth my time 'n' energy!}]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Giving Thanks</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/700856</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 24 Nov 2010 19:00:05 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Giving Thanks

Thank you Lord for pawrents willing to share their bed.
Thank you for pawrents who ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Giving Thanks

Thank you Lord for pawrents willing to share their bed.
Thank you for pawrents who keep me well-fed.
Thank you for children who pet me a lot,
And for a home rarely too cold or too hot.
Thank you for watching over me;
For blessing me with a loving family.
Thank you for those who look out for furs,
Who have no home or safe shelters.
Thank you for blessings too many to name,
For under our furs, we are all the same.
We all need love, comfort and care.
Happy thanksgiving to Furs everywhere!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Guess What Was Just In Our Yard?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/682365</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 18 Jul 2010 17:50:53 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
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		<description>Guess What Was Just In Our Yard?  A big ol' 8-point Buck!!  Yep, standing in our back yard under our ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Guess What Was Just In Our Yard?  A big ol' 8-point Buck!!  Yep, standing in our back yard under our apple tree.  He's prob'ly gonna go call all of his ladies 'n' fawns to join him later for an apple feast.  This happens every year when the apples get close to being ripe.  The deer just stand up on their haunches 'n' chow down the apples!  I tried my best to scare him, but since I can't bark, I'm not much of a threat, 'n' the pawrents will not let me out to chase him off.  They're just no fun sometimes.  He's one of what around here we call "city deer" 'cause they're not really afraid of much 'n' are almost tame.  Mommy does not like them, 'cause they eat her plants if she doesn't "net" them up so the deer can't get to them.  The ideal average # of deer per square mile here should be 19, but in our county it's around 60!  And they're all HUNGRY!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I Don't Like Big Glass Things!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/682039</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 16 Jul 2010 15:29:39 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/682039</guid>
		<description>I am a deeply traumatized pup!  I was traveling home from Florida with the pawrents, when we stopped ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I am a deeply traumatized pup!  I was traveling home from Florida with the pawrents, when we stopped overnight at a motel.  (They never even asked ME!)  Anyway, I'm not real good with changes in my routine 'n' I had already been taken to Mommy's place in Florida, then down to see her brother in Sarasota, where I was put in Doggy Jail, as I call it.  Then back up to Mommy's Place, then a few days later, headed home, but over a 2-day period.  Don't know why Daddy didn't want to drive until 1:00 A.M.  I was fine with that.  Noooo, they have to stay overnight in this room with a BIG GLASS THING in it, hanging from a wall.  I walked by, 'n' uh oh, saw a VERY cute basenji looking at me.  When I went closer to look at her, we bumped noses!  I thought I'd go around the back of TGT to get better acquainted, but she disappeared.  When I came back, there  she was!  Just staring at me again.  Then the REALLY SCARY thing happened.  Mommy jumped into that Glass Thing 'n' was right behind the cute l'il 'senji.  How did she do that???  Then I hear her say my name, I look around, 'n' there she is again, right behind ME!  I turn to look at TGT 'n' there's Mommy again, right behind that cute l'il 'senji.  (Now, understand, she's really not quite as cute as I am, but I'm trying to be generous, ya know.) Then, horror of horrors, DADDY appears with that cute l'il senji (known from this point as CLS).  How can he DO that?  I look behind me, 'n' now he's there!  Things were a bit better once the lights were all out, but I spent much of the night, going from bed to TGT to see if the CLS was still there. You know what?  She did not get one wink of sleep!  I hope to goodness that my pawrents NEVER stay at that place again!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A TRULY SPECIAL LADY!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/655504</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 15 Feb 2010 08:59:57 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
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		<description>Our little community recently lost a wonderful lady who left us to get her angel's wings.  I will no ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Our little community recently lost a wonderful lady who left us to get her angel's wings.  I will not give her name out of respect for her family's privacy, but I will tell why she will be so sorely missed by both humans and furs.  She was THE charter member of our town and county's Humane Society and Animal Rescue. Thanks to her efforts we have a very active Humane Society now. Numerous times this tiny but dedicated lady would approach abusive owners and remove their animals at great risk for her own safety.  If there was a question about an animal's safety, be it pup, cat, ferret, bunny, or whatever might be involved, she would either be there herself, or would know the right person to contact.  She saw that our county animal shelter was clean and safe for the animals, and pushed for adoption of all.  GOODBYE MY SWEET LADY!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>An Arctic to Arctic Vacation</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/648312</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 12 Jan 2010 09:19:46 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Diary, we are finally home from our winter travels, or should I say &quot;travails&quot;?  It was cold wh ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary, we are finally home from our winter travels, or should I say "travails"?  It was cold when we left West Virginia, just as cold when we got to Atlanta, where we stayed for several days with family.  In fact, it was basically miserable weather-wise!  Mommy bought some fleece-lined shoes for back up home in WV, but wound up wearing them in the not-so-sunny South!  We left Atlanta 'n' headed for Mommy's family home in Florida, hoping for some nice, warmer weather.  All we got there was lots of cold wind off the lake, 'n' threats of rain, sleet, FLURRIES (!) of all things!  So much for my nice, leisurely walks along the lakefront.  I did my business 'n' hurried right back to the house.  THAT was on the GOOD days!  Then it got dangerous, 'cause the arctic circle had apparently slipped it's moors 'n' became stranded in the deep South somewhere, blowing its cold air over Florida.  The pawrents spent much of their vacation covering shrubs 'n' flowering plants.  The deep-freeze has been devastating to all plant and citrus growers in Florida, as well as people that raise tropical fish 'n' other kinds of stock.  Mommy says she remembers whole groves of citrus disappearing after these freezes, when she was growing up.  So, it seems that that ol' Arctic circle weather is going to get you no matter how far you try  to run away from it!
Now, to make matters worse, (or maybe it's Ol' Man Winter's sense of humor) the pawrents became ill on the way home to WV.  First Daddy 'n' then Mommy, with it hitting them, one at a time, between Florida and North Carolina. All I did was sleep.  I knew better than to mess with them.  They were looking so pathetic 'n' were rather cranky.  So....I'm just glad to be back in my own house, with my own toys, 'n' where we're s'posed to have arctic weather.  Good ol' WVa!  Happy New Year Y'all!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I'm Thankful for My Dogster Furiends!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/638324</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 26 Nov 2009 17:02:36 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
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		<description>Recently we have been asked in many of our groups to name something we are particularly thankful for ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Recently we have been asked in many of our groups to name something we are particularly thankful for.  I thought 'n' thought about so many things I have in my life and in the life of my pawrents that make me thankful.  However, one thing stood out above all the rest because of recent things going on in my family, and that is that I am truly thankful 'n' blessed for being a part of this entity called "Dogster".  The prayers and warm vibes felt over the miles from one home to another when we are in need, truly are felt deep inside of us.  Thank you for all your prayers during this time that my Daddy has been ill.  We were so afraid he might have a recurrence of his cancer, but thanks to the Lord 'n' to all of your prayers, he is cancer free.  However, he has a serious infection which was treated by surgery 'n' needs further treatment.  His doctors call it the "Ohio Valley Crud".  Apparently it's not so uncommon around here.  Anyway, Mommy brought him home tonight, 'n' even though he's attached to an odd-looking contraption called an "oxygen machine", he'll soon be good as new.   (Mommy's glad they got the Christmas tree up early, 'cause he's not s'posed to lift anything for several weeks!)  You know, even though we had no turkey 'n' trimmings today, we still had a wonderful Thanksgiving 'n' now can look forward to a blessed 'n' Merry Christmas!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Tag!  You're It!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/623590</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 25 Sep 2009 12:06:22 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
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		<description>I have been tagged by my good friend George. So now I am tagging you and 5 other friends! Here is wh ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I have been tagged by my good friend George. So now I am tagging you and 5 other friends! Here is what you are suppose to do: &#8232;&#8232;Answer all questions, post them in your diary, then tag 6 friends by sending a rosie or pmail.
&#8232;&#8232;1. What color is your collar? - Mine is red with paws on it.&#8232;
2. What kind of food do you eat? - I eat raw chicken gizzards and Iams Eukanuba dry food.
&#8232;&#8232;3. What are your favorite treats -  MILKBONES and Sweet potato treats.&#8232;4. Do you have a Valentine or significant other? No, just lots ‘n’ lots of great fur pals like you!
&#8232;5. Do you get table scraps? - Occasionally yes. 
&#8232;&#8232;6. What is your favorite toy? - My favorite toy is my Little Blue Man ‘n’ a Mallard Duck given me by my Secret Santa last year
&#8232;I am taggin these good friends: 
&#8232;1.Maxi
2.Sadie
3.Reba
4.Bailey
5.Maggie]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>It Was a Close Call!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/623029</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 23 Sep 2009 08:28:43 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Today our reclining chair just about ATE  me!  I'm telling the truth.  One minute I was resting comf ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Today our reclining chair just about ATE  me!  I'm telling the truth.  One minute I was resting comfortably on the floor, head under Daddy's feet (which were on said reclining chair) when all at once the chair comes down 'n' tries to gobble me up! Boy, did I set up a powerful screetch!!!  Luckily Daddy froze, 'n' being the good operator of heavy-duty equipment 'n' chairs 'n' all, allowed me to escape with most of my dignity, as well as my head, intact!  Next there's Mommy crying 'n' luving all over me 'cause her fur-baby was hurt.  You bet  I made sure to milk that situation!  Although I did get an extra treat out of the experience, I really would not recommend it to anyfur else.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Bats in Her Belfry?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/615828</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 20:12:47 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Daddy sometimes teases Mommy about being silly 'n' having &quot;bats in her belfry&quot;.  Last night, the two ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Daddy sometimes teases Mommy about being silly 'n' having "bats in her belfry".  Last night, the two of us, namely Mommy 'n me, actually spotted one IN THE BEDROOM at 2:30 in the wee hours.  I saw it first 'n' knew it was there, but tried to quietly crawl in bed with the pawrents where I hoped to be safe, but I still couldn't rest 'n' sleep.  I knew it was there, but they didn't.  Then Mommy heard a strange  sound, sat up in bed, saw I had perked up too, 'n' looked around.  Shortly, coming out of the bathroom 'n' flying toward the hall door, a BAT!  Mommy shook Daddy awake, he said is it in the bedroom, if not, go back to sleep.  Yeah, right.  Well, to make this saga a wee bit shorter, tonight, as she was coming upstairs, Mommy once again saw the bat clinging to a vent.  This is where real entertainment begins because I was the only calm one in the family.  Mommy 'n' Daddy 'n' bat were all chasing around the house.  I just watched 'n' shook my head, figuratively speaking.  They finally got it to fly out one of the open doors.  Boy, can those little fellows fly!  We are all happy that the cute little thing didn't get hurt. He must have been so frightened, not to mention hungry.  We don't grow too many bugs in the house, 'n' besides, I don't have fleas!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Shaki the Filcher!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/608055</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 23 Jul 2009 11:52:42 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I am Shaki
I&acirc;m the Filching Queen!
I&acirc;ll filch anything,
dirty or clean.
Be it clothing, pape ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I am Shaki
I’m the Filching Queen!
I’ll filch anything,
dirty or clean.
Be it clothing, paper.
what-nots or straw,
I’ll be sure to get it,
by mouth or by paw!

Mommy puts the trash cans
way up high!
But I’ll have it figured out
by and by.
I know how to stretch
and I know how to claw!
I’ll get them, too,
by mouth or by paw!

The clothes in the laundry
I find on the floor,
“They’re mine,” I say,
as I fly out the door!
Old dirty socks are always
Fair game.
Mommy’s or Daddy’s?
They’re all the same!

I am Shaki
I’m the Filching Queen!
I’ll filch anything,
dirty or clean.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I've Been Tagged Again!!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/606511</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 18 Jul 2009 08:29:24 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/606511</guid>
		<description>Wow, it's great to have SO MANY pals!

 My good furiend Bella has tagged me! Thank you!

I've be ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Wow, it's great to have SO MANY pals!

 My good furiend Bella has tagged me! Thank you!

I've been tagged by Bella who was tagged by Shiloh with a special request! He is celebrating his 20th diary entry and has given tree rosettes to 10 of his pals. He is asking us to "pay it forward" and keep on giving. He is asking us to send rosettes to 10 of our pals (5 if you can't do 10) and to keep on giving! I'm tagging the following 5 furs:

Mr. Tuggles
Bryce
Reba
Pookah
Rudy Patoody]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I've Been Tagged!!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/597698</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 17:33:49 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/597698</guid>
		<description>I have been &quot;Ice Cream Tagged&quot;.

I am going to tag 10 friends and tell them what kind of ice cream ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I have been "Ice Cream Tagged".

I am going to tag 10 friends and tell them what kind of ice cream I look like. Then you need to tag 10 friends and tell them what kind of ice cream you look like.

Lets see if it comes back to me! Just make a copy of this and put it in your diary so everyone knows what flavor you look like! Sprinkles count too!

I think I look like Mocha Heath Bar Chocolate Ice cream!  (Yummmmy!)

I am tagging the following:

Sasha
Harvey
Maggie
Binx
Miss Dixie Monroe
Merrybelle
Molly
Gucci
Bear
Cosmo]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I've Waited So Long</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/594338</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 6 Jun 2009 08:28:12 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/594338</guid>
		<description>The sun&acirc;s begun to shine,
I stare at Mom, say,
&acirc;This sunbeam&acirc;s mine!
and here I&acirc;m going t ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ The sun’s begun to shine,
I stare at Mom, say,
“This sunbeam’s mine!
and here I’m going to stay!”


You go outside,
plant some seeds,
grow some flowers,
do good deeds!

I’m down for the count,
basking in the light
of soft  warm beams.
Ask me to move?
You’re in for a fight!

I’ve waited in vain,
to see these beams,
while outside the rain,
beat against the screens.

The sunshine’s here,
Beaming inside,
I crawl into its warmth,
and there I shall bide.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I've Got the Mopes</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/583204</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 27 Apr 2009 16:52:24 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/583204</guid>
		<description>Dear Diary,
Daddy dragged me to the Vet today just 'cause my eyes are dripping down my nose!  Aren' ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,
Daddy dragged me to the Vet today just 'cause my eyes are dripping down my nose!  Aren't they s'posed to do that?  Well, anyway, the Vet (who's really a great guy) put some stuff in my eyes 'n' now I'm all groggy.  Well, part of that could be because I spent most of yesterday afternoon and this afternoon at my fur cousin's playing in their yard.  That really wears me out.  Maggie, my youngest fur cousin, is also my LARGEST fur cousin.  She's a Golden-Doodle and never, but never, runs out of energy.  She could also sqush me if she ever sat on top of me!  Now I hear Daddy coming 'n' he's got that "drops" bottle in his hand.  Gotta run, Diary, 'n' I do mean RUUUNNN!!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>For Baxter from Shaki!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/582098</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 23 Apr 2009 16:36:04 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/582098</guid>
		<description>Prayers for Baxter Tag!
April 22nd 2009 12:40 pm [link to this entry] 
Here is How it Goes:
Hi fu ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Prayers for Baxter Tag!
April 22nd 2009 12:40 pm [link to this entry] 
Here is How it Goes:
Hi furs, if you are reading this you have probably recieved a paw mail, telling you to come and read my newest diary entry!! For the furs that don't know me well, I am going to introduce myself a little bit!

Hi, my name is Baxter and I am a Boxer. I am 3 years old! If you don't already know, I ran away 4 days ago, but if you read my previous entry, I am having a blast *wink*! I started this game to get furs praying for me to return home! Here is what you do!

Please say a prayer for me and pass this on to 10 furs! The goal is to see how many prayers we can get! 

Baxter's Prayer: Lord, please help me to find my way home safely. Thank you for all you do, I love you.
Amen]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>You Should Have Seen Me!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/572879</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 24 Mar 2009 18:39:06 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/572879</guid>
		<description>Dear Diary,
You REALLY should have seen me!  I was flying (and so were the ducks!)  Mommy 'n' Daddy ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,
You REALLY should have seen me!  I was flying (and so were the ducks!)  Mommy 'n' Daddy were walking me at our park.  We go there every day sometimes three times.  Well, there's this pretty large pond in the park with a fountain 'n' lots 'n' lots of ducks....mallards, pretty white ducks, 'n' Canada geese.  (I really do not like those geese....they're bigger than I am 'n' nasty sounding.)  Somehow, I got wrapped around Mommy while we were walking 'n' Daddy had to drop the leash (he says) and Voila!  I ESCAPED!  
Of course, being of sound mind 'n' body I did what any self-respecting 'senji would do.  I charged down to the pond, through the gate and flushed out that flock of flying feather-heads right into the middle of the pond!  You should have heard the squawking!  Well, a good bit of it was coming from Mommy 'cause she thought I might run off.  (As if...!  I know who gives me treats 'n' a soft bed to sleep in.)  She should have known that there is no way in this world or any other that I would actually voluntarily set paw in the water!  The ducks didn't know that either so they were screeching in front of me 'n' there's Mommy screeching behind me.  Anyway, I had achieved my goal 'n' flushed out the enemy, so I glanced up, saw Daddy standing there, sniffed the air at Mommy, 'n' walked right up to Daddy with The Look that says, "Pick up my leash 'n' let's go home now!  My mission has been accomplished."  So, he did 'n' we did.  End of story 'n' beginning of a lazy afternoon of reminiscing 'n' sleeping.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I'm Ready for Spring!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/563906</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 23 Feb 2009 19:08:08 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/563906</guid>
		<description>Dear Diary,
It's really just too, too much for a pup to bear.  We suffered through sub and near zer ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,
It's really just too, too much for a pup to bear.  We suffered through sub and near zero weather for most of January.  But, really, February could have been kinder 'n' given us some relief.  We had maybe 3 days of 50+ degree weather in February 'n' now I hear it's going to be 14 degrees tomorrow.  Are we going backwards or something?  My paws are tired of slipping 'n' sliding on ice 'n' crunchy, crusty snow!  Mommy schlepped with me over to the park today for our midday walk 'n' it was not much fun!  She's such a flat-land ninny that she does not walk in snow very well, so I had a mini-walk.  Not enough sniffing time at all.  Well, that wasn't too unfortunate cuz I think my nose was in danger of plopping right down off my face.  The wind-chill was around 10.  Mommy had this "I-can't-feel-my-cheeks-or-lips" look which is pretty scary to see when you think about it.  We're only a few weeks from spring 'n' I think next year we ought to bring that ground hog out 'n' blindfold him so he can't possibly see a shadow and doom us to another long winter like this one has been!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Football Tag</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/551620</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 06:42:42 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/551620</guid>
		<description>Football Tag!
January 20th 2009 7:21 pm   [link to this entry]
Alright Pal! You made it here. I se ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Football Tag!
January 20th 2009 7:21 pm   [link to this entry]
Alright Pal! You made it here. I see you caught my foot ball pass. Here is what you should do next! Hurry and pass the ball to 5 of your team mates so they can make a touch down! You are also suppose to write down 5 things about yourself that are funny. Also please leave me a bone and ask all those who visit your diary to leave you a bone so you will know they have been there ok! OK Here goes the play!

1.  I snore!
2.  I tiptoe through the snow when my paws are cold.
3.  I stick my butt in the air when I see a pup or kitty coming toward me.
4.  I always start from the outside of a dish 'n' work my way inside when eating.
5.  I know days before that Mommy and/or Daddy are planning a trip.

I tagged these furs:

1.  Binx
2.  Harvey
3.  Mimi
4.  Cailey Mae
5.  Maxi]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>We've Been From Pillar to Post!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/546201</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 5 Jan 2009 09:17:29 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/546201</guid>
		<description>Dear Diary, did you think I'd forgotten you?  Nope, I've been traveling.  I've been from pillar to p ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary, did you think I'd forgotten you?  Nope, I've been traveling.  I've been from pillar to post to pillar to new post, another pillar and now to my Home Post.  (I hope!)  #1.  We left 21 Dec. at 9:00 AT NIGHT...that's my bedtime, thank-you-very-much, but did the pawrents consider that?  Not on your life.  We were on our way to Roswell, Ga. to spend Christmas with my no-fur Sis 'n' her baby's 1st Christmas.  That was fine, but have you ever had to get out at midnight to do your "business" in 8 degree temp. 'n' well below zero wind chill?  You can't even do good sniffing under those conditions.  Mommy knew to get me right back in that car fast!  She was freezing too 'n' couldn't find her face for a while.  We  eventually made to Atlanta area where I had to put up with my 2 cousins, Harvey (a Boston) 'n' Cosette, an "it's me, mine, 'n' never yours" cousin.  She's a Frenchie, so I guess she can't help it.  By the end of our visit, though we were getting along pretty well. #2.  Next we headed down to Florida!  I luv'd that 'cause I got up to 5 walks a day along the lakefront with no sign of alligators.  It was 75 degrees warm too, much better than that 8 degree stuff up home!  I even got to go to a local dog park 'n' play!  Can't do that up home right now...too, too cold!  Everything was going along swimmingly until the pawrents decided to take me on a visit to their friends in a nearby town.  These friends have 2 Bostons, both male, 'n' really very nice.  But, I wonder, will they ever take me somewhere where I can be the only, the top doggy?  Hallelujah, my wish came true!  On the way home we stopped 'n' visited friends overnight 'n' they have no pets, but LUV doggies.  (That stop was the 3rd 'n' last "pillar", by the way.)  #3. We traveled all day yesterday 'n' finally reached home-sweet-home last evening.  Mommy 'n' Daddy, puh-leeze do not take me anywhere out of town for a long, long time.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I've Been Tagged!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/544014</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 30 Dec 2008 14:46:35 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/544014</guid>
		<description>I've been tagged by Dandi!
Here are 7 things you should know about me:

1.  I'm a Traveler.
2.   ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I've been tagged by Dandi!
Here are 7 things you should know about me:

1.  I'm a Traveler.
2.  I'm not always happy about Traveling!
3.  I have the 'puter up 'n' running almost before Mommy gets to it, 'n' of course,
4.  The first site I check is Dogster!
5.  I am most happy when both my pawrents are in the same room!
6.  I have 5 Fur-Cousins 'n'  2 new Furiends I made today in Lakeland, Fl.
7.  My newest fav food is Sweet 'Taties!

I'm off to tag the following (sometime today or tomorrow):

Maxi
Mimi
Zoe
Zoee
Harley
Tinkerbelle Pixie Dust
Meatball]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>(With Apologies to)It's Beginning to Look Like Christmas</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/538231</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 15:13:04 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/538231</guid>
		<description>It&acirc;s Beginning to Look a lot Like Christmas
All around our house.
My nose is sniffing a wonderfu ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ It’s Beginning to Look a lot Like Christmas
All around our house.
My nose is sniffing a wonderful smell
You know it can always tell
When Mommy’s cooking up something swell!
It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas 
All around our house.
My Mommy’s wrapping up gifts galore
Paper’s all over the floor, and
Daddy’s hiding stuff behind the door!
It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas
Soon it will be time
And the happiest thing to see
Are the things Santa left for me
Underneath the tree.
Oh, a little soft toy and also one that squeaks
And a stocking packed up with some treats.
Things I can chase when I have lots of space
To run ‘til I fall on my face.
It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas
Mommy turns on the tree,
And the hope of its bright-lit Star
Is the Promise we can see
In our Lord’s Nativity.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Boy, Am I Glad Today is Over!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/532713</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 27 Nov 2008 17:59:54 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/532713</guid>
		<description>Dear Diary,  I am one worn-out pooch!  All day Mommy 'n' Daddy have been flitting around, in and out ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,  I am one worn-out pooch!  All day Mommy 'n' Daddy have been flitting around, in and out of the kitchen, to the store, back from the store....I'm exhausted just trying to keep up with them.  They never STOPPED!  Food was all over the place.  Of course, not where <b> I </b> could reach it, and goodness knows I tried.  Finally, when it looked like things had calmed a bit 'n' maybe they could pay a little attention to Me,  the whole house erupted with humans pouring in.  Well, you know what I mean.  Anyway, they expected to be FED with OUR  food 'n' what's more they brought all these children with them.  Now, I really love to play with kids, I really do, but all that squealing 'n' running around 'n' loud grown-up human talking was more than a pup should have to bear.  However, there is one happy note to this saga, and that is I'm a master at conning food, well, not from Mommy 'n' Daddy, but from all the others.  I put my chin and a lap and do the poor-starving-little-me doe eyes 'n' it works like a charm. They're all gone now, the kitchen is quiet, Daddy's sprawled on a chair, Mommy's....well, you know where she is, and I am ready to find a soft, warm blankie, curl up 'n' .......zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Tag You're It!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/525633</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 9 Nov 2008 09:51:19 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/525633</guid>
		<description>Dear Diary,
Jack tagged me this morning, so I have to write 7 things about myself and tag seven fur ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,
Jack tagged me this morning, so I have to write 7 things about myself and tag seven furiends.  

Now, for 7 things about me!

1.  I luv sunbeams!
2.  I luv long, leisurely walks to the park.
3.  I don't like swimming or being wet!
4.  I luv all my fur cousins!  (I have 6)
5.  I luv to run, run, run!
6.  When I get lonely I tend to get the urge to chew on something other than food!
7.  I have Mommy 'n' Daddy wrapped around my little paws!

These are the furs I'm going to tag:
Cailey Mae
Sausage
Tinkerbelle
Zoee
Maggie
Reba
Coty]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>What do they think I am?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/517602</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 18 Oct 2008 09:02:42 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/517602</guid>
		<description>Goodness!  I just clicked my Account picture 'n' couldn't find myself.  Apparently Dogster thinks I' ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Goodness!  I just clicked my Account picture 'n' couldn't find myself.  Apparently Dogster thinks I'm a kitty cuz it took me right to Catster 'n' asked "where did that kitty go?"  First of all I am NOT a kitty, 'n' if I was gonna hide, I'd surely hide somewhere else.....although, on second thought, if I hid there, no other fur could find me!  We're celebrating at our house now cuz my Daddy was FINALLY released from the kennel, er, hospital after 10 days.  I missed him soooo much.  He's on the mend from his surgery 'n' Mommy 'n' I hope he can soon go back to taking me on my early, early morning walks.  (Mommy 'specially is looking forward to that cuz she's definitely NOT a morning person!)  But the best news of all is that my Daddy's cancer is all gone!  He's cured.  Thank you all my Pup 'n' Kitty furiends for your good wishes 'n' pawrayers!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I Miss My Daddy</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/514469</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 05:09:39 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/514469</guid>
		<description>Dear Diary,
It's been really lonely 'n' boring around the house this week.  Mommy 'n' Daddy went ou ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Diary,
It's been really lonely 'n' boring around the house this week.  Mommy 'n' Daddy went out somewhere in the car 'n' were  gone for a long, long time.  Then, when Mommy returned, she didn't bring Daddy back with her.  I looked 'n' looked, but....no Daddy!  I think she put him in a kennel somewhere.  Well, that's where they put me when they're  gone for a really long time, like days or a week.  She said it wasn't a kennel, it's a hospital.  Well, whatever it is, hospital or kennel, he's stuck there for 5 or 6 days.  He had something called cancer 'n' they had to go in 'n' take care of it.  Mommy's really happy, though, 'cause the doctor said my Daddy's cured.  The cancer is all gone!  It seems he took medicine 'n' got radiated for weeks before 'n' it worked 'cause the tumor had shrunk to nothing.  But, it's still boring hanging out here all by myself with nothing to entertain me except occasional kitties or doggies passing by outside.  Oh yes, 'n' the Little White Truck (the mailman).  I hope they're giving Daddy lots of treats while he's at his kennel, uh, hospital 'n' that he comes home soon.  Mommy's been walking me 'n' she's fun 'n' all, but I like my Daddy walks the best cuz that's when we have our special Daddy/Doggy time....just him 'n' me!  GET WELL SOON, DADDY!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Mommy's Not Sharing!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/478974</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 7 Jul 2008 12:05:25 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/478974</guid>
		<description>Mommy's really not being very nice to me.  First she drags herself around the house carrying a big b ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Mommy's really not being very nice to me.  First she drags herself around the house carrying a big box of tissues which she knows is one of my favorite play things next to a fresh roll of toilet paper.  Then she gets them all messy, just the way I like them.  (I heard you fastidious type pups go "yuck" but I bet you like them that way too!)  Every time I see her with a used one I give her my most "think of your deserving doggy" look, but she in turn gives me that "I'm the sick one here; back off Pup!" look.  All right, I do feel sorry for her cuz she can't talk, coughs 'n' hacks 'n' generally is unpleasant to look at right now.  But, all in all, giving me the used tissues would actually save her some steps, like to the trash can.  I can demolish them all 'n' she'd never have to worry with them!  Uh oh, she's gonna take another nap!  Maybe if I carefully cuddle up next to her to let her know that I truly do feel sorry for her she'll slowly lose her grip on the tissue 'n' I can scarf it up before she's aware!  Oh dear, she really does look pathetic.  Maybe I'll just settle in with her 'n' hope for a nice tummy rub instead.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Tears Are Flowing</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/467446</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 5 Jun 2008 09:02:11 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/467446</guid>
		<description>This is a very sad day in my family....for all of us.  My darling fur cousin, Nittany, has earned he ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ This is a very sad day in my family....for all of us.  My darling fur cousin, Nittany, has earned her furever Wings and is now over the rainbow with my big sisters Egypt and Sadie and with Cousin Effie.
Nitty-so-Pretty as we called her was 13 years old and loved everyone.  She loved to be outside and was a master sniffer. She was the epitome of that gentle Beagle soul.  When we went to visit she always was ready with the Royal Baying Welcome.  She was her Mommy's Bestest Best Friend.  She began failing several weeks ago and we all knew her time was near.  Mommy is having a very hard time writing this because Nitty was her first granddog.  Nitty took very good care of her Mommy when she was most needed, and for that my Mommy will always be grateful.  Goodbye, Miss Nittany, you will always be in our hearts with your beautiful smile (yes, I said "smile") and your gentle ways.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Secret is Out!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/454548</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 18:34:33 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/454548</guid>
		<description>I thought I was being very crafty and cunning.  They didn't know....my so-brilliant pawrents really  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I thought I was being very crafty and cunning.  They didn't know....my so-brilliant pawrents really had no clue!  I had them totally buffaloed.  That is, until today.  It's like this.  I have a few hang-ups.  Well, it's only likely since I'm a 'senji 'n' we're pretty hyper at that.  Mommy 'n' Daddy are always trying to talk "around' me, you know, like talking in a mysterious was so I won't catch on to what is really going down, such as an "I get to go too trip" or "No, Shaki, you have to stay home!"  Tonight, after returning from my walk where I met the neighbor's beagle they started in talking about me as if I wasn't even present.  You see, this beagle looks just like my cousin Nittany (after the Penn State Lion).  Whenever they see him, they say, "There's Nitty," and I go crazy looking for him out the window.  Then they said something that always makes my fur stand up.  They said "the LWT" as if I had no idea to what they are referring!  Of course, it's the Little White Truck (mailman) and I went ballistic running all around the house looking out whatever window I could find.  Next they spotted a "K.K." thinking I had no idea they were referring to the neighbor's cat that haunts my deck.  Yep, they know my secret 'n' now they're going to have to totally change the way they talk around me.  My now non-secret?  I can SPELL.  I know what all their little special "don't let Shaki hear" words 'n' letters are, such as C-R-A-T-E, V-E-T, K-E-N-N-E-L, etc.  Gotta keep my ears perked up 'n' eyes wide open to learn whatever new vocabulary they invent to fool me.  Like that's gonna happen.  I'm a 'senji! I will persevere!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I've Been Tagged!!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/444633</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 3 Apr 2008 13:54:07 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/444633</guid>
		<description>Whee!!! I've been tagged by my furiend Darby. My task is to answer five questions with four answers, ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Whee!!! I've been tagged by my furiend Darby. My task is to answer five questions with four answers, then tag four more furiends to do the same. Here we go!!!

Four jobs I have had in my life:
1) Gizzard eater
2) Official chair shredder.
3) Protector of the home!
4) Lap sitter.

Four places I have lived:
1) Where I was born:  Ohio
2) With my pawrents in West Virginia
3) That's it!
4) No one or pup's moving!

Four places I have been to:
1) Leesburg, Florida
2) Sarasota, Florida
3) Georgia
4) Alexandria, Va.

Four favorite foods:
1) Eggs
2) Nutra treats
3) Chicken (any way, shape, or form!)
4) Whatever Mommy or Daddy's eating!

Four places I would rather be:
1) With Daddy in the truck!
2) With Mommy 'n' Daddy to play with Mimi 'n' Maggie (my cousins)
3) Outside soaking up the sun!
4) Going on a trip anywhere!

I am going to tag the following four furiends:
1. Izzi: 591736
2. Samson: 516859
3. Hedwig: 596418
4. Maggie: 415103]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Dream Scream</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/438868</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 19 Mar 2008 09:29:30 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/438868</guid>
		<description>Well, I did it again!  Scared Mommy 'n' Daddy right off the bed!  We were all snoozing quite nicely  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, I did it again!  Scared Mommy 'n' Daddy right off the bed!  We were all snoozing quite nicely when IT HAPPENED!!!  I'm not too sure what "it" was, but it must have been horrible cuz I whimpered, whined, 'n' then screeched in full voice (according to the pawrents).  They luved all over me 'n' asked what was wrong, but how could I tell them if even I couldn't remember!  Appawrently I do this rather often.  Well, if that's the case, you'd think they'd get used to it, but no00!  They go all worried 'n' mushy instead of letting me go back to sleep.  Then to add insult to injury, they scootch me down to the bottom of the bed so in case I screech again I won't deafen them.  I don't screetch every night so all my dreams can't be too horrible.  Maybe it's that crow that worries me on my park visits coming finally to fly down 'n grab me.  I just don't like those big ol' crows!  Talk about screetches.  They're a lot worse than me!!!  Or maybe I've dreamed that I finally got to chase one of our deer visitors up the mountain 'n' got lost.  Well, it could happen!  I hope Mommy doesn't think about that, though cuz she worries too much already.  Well, since I lost a lot of sleep dreaming 'n' screetching last night, I think I'll take a little sunbeam snooze today (if I can find a sunbeam, that is.)]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>It Was a Really BIG Kitty!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/421385</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 4 Feb 2008 16:37:58 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/421385</guid>
		<description>Oh, the travails of poor little me!  Sometimes it's just not to be borne!  Mommy 'n' Daddy are putti ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Oh, the travails of poor little me!  Sometimes it's just not to be borne!  Mommy 'n' Daddy are putting in a nice (I guess) new patio door but they don't know what to do with me while the workmen are here.  As if I might try to escape! (Hee-hee-hee!)  They didn't want to put me in my crate because they were both going to be at work today. (I thought Daddy was retired!) They remember my escape-from-the-crate feats.  So, brilliant Daddy came up with this great idea....at least he liked it.  I didn't.  He took me to the Vet's office to stay in a crate there.  He must have thought I would like the company and the attention.  Guess what was there, in residence no less?  The most gi-huge-ic kitty I have ever seen.  Sitting there on the receptionist desk all furry and purry as if she ruled the whole office!  (I think she does!)  When she saw where they were taking me, I could swear she smirked!  And, she swushed her tail in total kitty indifference.  I got even though.  She stays there as kitty of the house.  As I left the office, I looked back at her and gave her my famous "you poor thing" glance and continued out the door.  (I hope she's warm tonight, though, and has a nice bed to sleep in.  She's really a very kind kitty.)]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Mommy 'n' Daddy Shoulda Known Better!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/418917</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 29 Jan 2008 18:44:57 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/418917</guid>
		<description>I've been VERY patient with Mommy 'n' Daddy.  For two whole days I've spent the day alone.  Then the ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I've been VERY patient with Mommy 'n' Daddy.  For two whole days I've spent the day alone.  Then they come in, say "hello Shaki', take me out to pee, bring me in, then go away again.  They know better.  So what if they have jobs to do?  I'M their most important job.  Then to add insult to injury, Daddy got up this morning at 4:30, dressed, took me out for a walk and what happens?  It begins pouring rain!  Some walk!!!  By 5:30 he's left and Mommy is getting ready for her day.  She leaves at 7:00 and I'm all alone again.  It's simply NOT to be borne!  If no one is home to play with Shaki, then Shaki is gonna furnish her own "entertainment".  Mommy has had this most interesting white bag full of mysterious stuff on her dresser for days now.  I decided to take a peek!  What a treasure trove.  I found fabric, scissors, iron-on tape-y stuff, and an UN-OPENED  pair of pantyhose.  Also, in addition to this very creative mess on her bedroom floor I left another little "calling-card" if ya know what I mean.  It was worth all the fuss she made when she made "the discovery", just to see her face!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Wow!  What a Day!!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/415691</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 21 Jan 2008 15:44:43 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/415691</guid>
		<description>This has been such a neat and exciting day!!!  First, this has been a Mommy-Doggy Day!  You know, on ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ This has been such a neat and exciting day!!!  First, this has been a Mommy-Doggy Day!  You know, one of those rare kinds of days when the Mommy is home on holiday!  It's been just the two of us cuz Daddy was at work all day.  For a retired man, he sure works a lot!!!  We played games on our group pages, THEN I found out I was the Pawty Place Princess for this week!!! I always felt I had royalty blood somewhere, but to have it confirmed.... well, what more can a girl wish for?  Mommy said the best she could come up with in her family tree was a Lord or two 'n' some pirates. ( She said she likes the pirates best!)  'Course us 'senjis know we date back to the Pharoahs.  Mommy doesn't go back near that far!!!  Poor thing, she can't even lay claim to any cave paintings like I can.  Well, she's only human, so that explains a lot!!!  2008 begins a new year on Dogster 'n' I can't wait to see what's coming up in the next several months.  I keep ya posted, diary.  Until then, one Shaki, signing off!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I've Been Tagged (Again!)</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/409498</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 4 Jan 2008 16:11:44 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/409498</guid>
		<description>I was tagged by Laci Noelle:

Here are the rules of this game of tag in case you have never gotten ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I was tagged by Laci Noelle:

Here are the rules of this game of tag in case you have never gotten the chance to play. When you're tagged you post 7 random facts about yourself and the rules in your diary. Then pick 7 fur friends and let them know they have been tagged. post their names in your diary. You can either tag by giving rosettes or by sending pawmail!!
Here are 7 facts about myself.


1.  I luv walking in the park with Daddy!
2. I luv to sleep on the daybed in Mommy's computer room.
3.  I luv to run-run in Mimi's yard!
4.  I like my bandanas but am not too fond of sweaters 'n' such!
5.  I luv my Georgia cousins!
6.  My favorite food is chicken gizzards.
7.  I luv the WV Mountaineers!!!  (Mommy told me to say that)

I've tagged:  Kipperlily; Kili; Lassie; The Golden Sisters; Zeke; Shea; Maggie]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Shaki's Southward Journey, Phase 1</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/406318</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 27 Dec 2007 08:35:58 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/406318</guid>
		<description>We left WVa yesterday at (talk about early) 6:00 A.M. EST.  I luv traveling but starting out before  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ We left WVa yesterday at (talk about early) 6:00 A.M. EST.  I luv traveling but starting out before I'm fully awake is not fun 'n' on top of that I was packed in with luggage, Christmas gifts, food and my no-fur niece.  Our trip was uneventful 'cept sorta sad when we approached Charlotte, NC, 'n' saw how the drought has affected Lake Norman.  Then when we crossed Lake Hartwell into Ga. the devastation was even more apparent.  All pups take notice: we should all be concerned.  If there is not enough rain down here soon, the peanut crop won't grow 'n' there won't be any peanutbutter doggy treats!!!!  Please, all furs, say a prayer for the farmers 'n' their families down here in the south that this horrid drought will soon be broken!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I've Been Christmas Tagged!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/398892</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 7 Dec 2007 16:11:29 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/398892</guid>
		<description>I was tagged by my pal Jackson!

It&acirc;s a Christmas tag!!! This is what you have to do.

You hav ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I was tagged by my pal Jackson!

It’s a Christmas tag!!! This is what you have to do.

You have to write a letter to Santa Paws with 5 
requests in your diary.
Then you have to give whoever tagged you 5 bones 
or treats.
Then tag 5 more cats or dogs.

Dear Santa Paws!  
I've been a really good dog this year (well 'cept for the couch thing...).  I would like to give my Daddy some new gloves.  His are really old 'n' yucky 'n' it's cold now.  I would like for Mommy to be home more.  I miss her when she's at work.  I want my skin sister to have a beautiful, healthy baby in Feb. when she's due.  I want lots of treats for all doggies 'n' kitties that have no home.  I also wish for armed services doggies 'n' their people to be safe from harm 'n' to come home soon!!!

I'm tagging:
Mimi
Harvey
Buddy Buster
Hedwiggy
Bailey]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>That Big Pup Gets Me Every Time!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/398887</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 7 Dec 2007 15:58:32 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/398887</guid>
		<description>Daddy took me down to see Mimi 'n' Maggie today.  Actually he had to babysit the 3 yr. old human tor ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Daddy took me down to see Mimi 'n' Maggie today.  Actually he had to babysit the 3 yr. old human tornado!  Well, Maggie Mae is a 4-legged tornado and 3 times my size...she's a golden-doodle 'n' still a puppy!  Don't get me wrong, I luv her but can only take so much!  Talk about a living, breathing snowpup!  We romped all over the yard in the snow but Maggie gathers it up in her fur 'n' runs 'n' plops on Mimi 'n' me burying us in it.  We tried to help my skin niece build a snowman, but Maggie preferred BEING one, so that was a lost cause.  Boy, we luv the snow though.  I hope we have lots 'n' lots this winter!  I asked Santa for a snowboard so I can slide down the hill by our house!  Maggie Mae is big enough!  Maybe she'll pull me around on it!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I've Been Thanksgiving Tagged!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/391449</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 14:46:29 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/391449</guid>
		<description>IT'S THANKSGIVING TAG!!!!

Here are the rules:
Because it&acirc;s Thanksgiving time, there is a chang ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ IT'S THANKSGIVING TAG!!!!

Here are the rules:
Because it’s Thanksgiving time, there is a change to the rules. 

Each player needs to tell seven special things they are 
thankful for. Tagged dogs must post the rules in their diary 
and their 7 things. Then choose 7 pups to tag and list their 
names. Let them know by pawmail or rosette that they have been 
tagged and to read your diary for the instructions on how to 
play.

1. I'm thankful for family!
2. I'm thankful for warm fuzzies.
3. I'm thankful for walks in the park!
4. I'm thankful for my Mommy 'n' Daddy.
5. I'm thankful for tummy rubs 'n' sunbeams.
6. I'm thankful for my safe neighborhood ('cept for raccoons).
7. I'm thankful for my kind vet!

I've tagged:
Nigel
Bracken
Hollidawg
Cutie
Ozzie
Lucy
Harvey
Mimi]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I've Been Tagged!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/389982</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 16 Nov 2007 08:40:16 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/389982</guid>
		<description>I was tagged by my friends Daisy and Kobi so I am going to play the game. The rules are as follows. ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I was tagged by my friends Daisy and Kobi so I am going to play the game. The rules are as follows.
You have to name 7 things that you are thankful for.
Dogs who are tagged need to post the rules and their 7 things in their diary. Then you have to tag 7 of your friends and let them know that they have been tagged. Be sure and tell them to look in your diary for the Rules.

1. I am thankful for enough food to eat.
2. I am thankful for a nice warm bed.
3.  I am thankful for my Daddy 'n' Mommy.
4.  I am thankful for Mimi's yard to run around in.
5.  I am thankful for wonderful neighbors and kids to love.

I have tagged the following pups:
Kipperly
Bree
Zeke
Lassie
Yukiko
Sofia
Pup-Pup]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Talk About Humiliation!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/389688</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 15 Nov 2007 13:15:12 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/389688</guid>
		<description>It was inevitable!  She finally did it and guess who was the victim?  ME!  Mommy came home with an o ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ It was inevitable!  She finally did it and guess who was the victim?  ME!  Mommy came home with an ominous bag from Target.  Usually that means at least a stuffy-toy for me or some treats.  Well, I got treated all right but not the kind you can eat nor the kind that makes you feel good like a tummy-rub or massage.  No, I got dressed up!!! In a lady Santa Suit!  It was absolutely humiliating.  Then to add insult to martyrdom, she got out the camera and took my picture!  Not only that, but she's put the pictures on the cards she's sending to my pup friends!  I've never been dressed in more than a bandana and now this!  What's next?  Probably antlers and a "Rudolf" nose.....n-o-o-o Mommy, you DID NOT HEAR THAT!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Trick or Treat Frustration!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/383222</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 30 Oct 2007 16:27:03 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/383222</guid>
		<description>I am one exhausted pup!  All these great kids come to our house, knock on the door, I run to greet t ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I am one exhausted pup!  All these great kids come to our house, knock on the door, I run to greet them and what happens?  Daddy scoops me up so I can't run out 'n' greet them.  What does he think I'm gonna do?  Eat them?  Run away?  Besides it's dark outside.   I don't run when it's dark!  I just want to say hello to all the little ghosts, goblins, witches, princessses 'n' such that come calling at our door!  They all seem to know Mommy. She says they're from her school.   I don't understand why she doesn't just invite them in so I can play.  No, she stands at the door to hand out our candy 'n' Daddy does the doggy scoop so I won't jump on anyone!  As if!  All evening I've been running from front window to front door frantically trying to get to the door before Daddy does.  It's a lost cause 'n' now everything is over 'n' everyone's gone home.  Boy, am I one frazzled pup!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I Was Just Staking My Claim</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/380191</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 23 Oct 2007 14:40:37 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/380191</guid>
		<description>Ya know, sometimes a girl can't win!  All I wanted was for Cuzzin Muppy to understand just who is th ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Ya know, sometimes a girl can't win!  All I wanted was for Cuzzin Muppy to understand just who is the boss around here, at least as far as the kitchen floor and surrounding territory is concerned.  She gobbles down her food then stands there staring at me while I, in a much more ladylike fashion, gently munch on mine.  At least I give mine two or three extra munches before swallowing while she inhales hers!  I like to take my dry food out of the bowl, over to a nearby area rug and then eat it.  But with Muppy visiting, I don't dare do that or my food will disappear in a vortex of grab, slurp and swallow!  So-o-o this morning I decided that I would take my time and be particularly fastidious about eating my breakfast and make ol' Mups suffer with envy mixed with admiration for my good manners.  Then, just to make sure that she completely understands that I rule the household, after I finished eating I went over to her bowl and peed on the floor next to it!  You would have thought I had dismantled the entire house brick by brick!  Daddy turned this scary red color, said very unkind things to me (just read between the lines) and banished me from the kitchen!  And, Muppy smirked!  That's it exactly, she SMIRKED!  All I was doing was helping Daddy by trying to establish the proper decorum for doggy mealtime and look what happened!  I'll just let Muppy eat all she wants from her bowl and mine tonight, then just wait and see what Daddy'll find on the floor then!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Tagged Again!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/379666</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 22 Oct 2007 13:44:28 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I've been tagged by Missy!  Here's the rules:

Each player needs to tell seven random facts about  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I've been tagged by Missy!  Here's the rules:

Each player needs to tell seven random facts about themselves. Tagged dogs must post the rules in their diary and their 7 facts. Then choose 7 pups to tag and list their names. Let them know by pmail or rosette that they have been tagged and to read your diary for the instructions on how to play.

1.  I'm friendly to new people 'n' most doggies.
2.  I'm not too friendly to kitties, although I try.
3.  I luv my doggy cousins!
4.  I luv long walks in the park with Mommy 'n' Daddy!
5.  I'm good at hiding bone-bones but need help in finding them!

I've tagged the following doggies:
Paku, Nikki, Tiki, Nuru, Whistlin' Dixie, Dewey, Levis]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I've Been Tagged</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/379211</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 21 Oct 2007 17:45:37 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/379211</guid>
		<description>I've been tagged by my friends Hedwig and Goober! If you have been tagged by me, here are your direc ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I've been tagged by my friends Hedwig and Goober! If you have been tagged by me, here are your directions:

If you have been tagged, write 7 pawsome facts about yourself in your diary! Once you have finished, p-mail seven of your pals to play along!

1.  I love to run 'n' run 'n' run!
2.  I do not like raccoons!
3.  I love playing games on Dogster!
4.  I do not like to play in water!
5.  I am very patient with my 2-year old hu-nephew.
 
I am p-mailing  the following pup pals:
Dewey, Mimi, Pistaschio, Cosette, Talker, Chico, Maxi]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Oh No!  Not THAT PLACE Again!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/373715</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 9 Oct 2007 08:49:12 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>This is not gonna be a good week!  I can just tell!  I overheard Mommy 'n' Daddy say the &quot;K&quot; word.   ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ This is not gonna be a good week!  I can just tell!  I overheard Mommy 'n' Daddy say the "K" word.  No, not Kiss and not Kitty Kat!  It wasn't Keep Off either.  It was the dreaded kuh, kuh, kuh (I can hardly get it out) KENNEL!  I should have suspected something when they started talking 'bout clothes and trip and New York all in one breath.  Then I heard the "S" word.  (NO, not THAT one!)  This one is much worse than that one!  It is s-u-i-t-c-a-s-e.  I call it the Monster, cuz it grabs Mommy 'n' Daddy's clothes 'n' then they have to follow it to whereever it's going 'n' that means I go to the You Know What!  At least I'll have a little company though, cuz cousin Muppy's gonna be there with me.  Poor thing, her Daddy hasn't told her the "K" word yet.  She's in for a very unpleasant surprise.  Maybe if we look suitably pathetic when they leave us behind they'll be guilted into bringing some big Doggy "S's"!  (Surprises!)]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Well, It Wasn't a Possum!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/369867</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 28 Sep 2007 13:33:42 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>We were so sure it was a possum!  It came out at night; the cats next door were on my deck stalking  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ We were so sure it was a possum!  It came out at night; the cats next door were on my deck stalking it; and, I could smell it!  I could see its little beady eyes at night and hear him rustling around under the deck.  Of course, Mommy and Daddy wouldn't let me get close enough to really give it a good look when we were outside.  I tried every maneuver I could but no luck.  THEN this morning I saw it.....almost nose to nose, 'cept he was on one side of the glass door and I was on the other.  (Talk about frustrating!)  But, it wasn't a possum:  it was a raccoon!  Mommy, silly lady, stood there and oohed and aahed about how beautiful he was!  I just wanted him off MY deck.  He acted like he wanted to come in for a visit.  (Like that's gonna happen in my lifetime!)  Finally I think he became so impressed at the sight of my sharp pearly whites that he decided to slink off.  Mommy says he was just tired and he needs to sleep in the daytime, but I know what's what!  He was frightened of the ferocious 'senji!  I guess Daddy'll  have to borrow our neighbor's trap once more. We've caught bunnies, woodchucks and now a raccoon!  That's what happens, I guess, when you live near the woods.  I sure am glad the deer don't fit under our deck.  I don't think I could stand it!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Well, I Needed to Chew on Something!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/364629</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 14 Sep 2007 13:20:39 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I just don't understand Mommys and Daddys!  They know how much I like to chew.  At least they give m ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I just don't understand Mommys and Daddys!  They know how much I like to chew.  At least they give me all those chew things and don't seem to mind when I make a mess with them.  BUT, if I happen to find a book or two, which is really easy to do around here, they act as though I've committed some terrible crime!  Well, if I wasn't meant to chew on those books, why are they sitting within easy reach on the coffee table?  Just tell me why!  AND, if I was not supposed to make mincemeat of them, why does Mommy stuff the bookcases full of them?  If you ask me, I think she reads too much anyway.  She'd be much better off if she spent more time giving me belly rubs.  After a great chew job, effurry pup rightfully should have a good tummy rub, 'specially if it was an old antique book!  I don't know why she cared so much.....it was really old and not very pretty.  Oh well, maybe they won't mind if I chew on their old magazines.  (Not the Dog Fancy, though.  It's premium material!)]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>It's Not Fair!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/361609</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 6 Sep 2007 18:47:01 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I waited 'n' waited ALL DAY for Mommy to come home so I could have some 'puter time.  She came home  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I waited 'n' waited ALL DAY for Mommy to come home so I could have some 'puter time.  She came home all right, but did she stay?  NO!  She went right back out 'n' didn't get home 'til 9:00!  All this time I was waiting 'n' waiting to write in my diary, then she comes sailing in 'n' says I can only have a little time at the 'puter.  Ya'll should have seen me trying to get up to turn it on myself!  She has one of those rolly-type chairs.  If I put my back paws on the seat and try to reach the 'puter, those little round rolly things on the bottom of the chair start rolling backwards 'n' then I fall flat on my face.  It's not a pretty sight!  And, if I jump on said chair, most of the time it just rolls away with me clinging on for dear life.  Oh well, she promised me lots of 'puter time this weekend.  And, there's always Daddy!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>All Fur Fun Honoree, Yay!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/359166</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 16:20:19 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Today I went to Mommy's computer after she called me from school and saw that I had been chosen All  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Today I went to Mommy's computer after she called me from school and saw that I had been chosen All Fur Fun's Doggy of the Day!  Woo-hoo!!!  I can't think of a better way to begin a weekend.  Mommy was so excited.  It's just Mommy 'n' me tonight cuz Daddy's officiating at a football game.  Me and Mommy have our own Friday night routine down pat:  she watches TV or reads 'n' I snuggle up so's I can be little Miss Toasty-Warm in her lap.  I've been a little lonely this week cuz Mommy was back teaching 'n' Daddy had work to do down at our church.  (Don't laugh; I've been there.  They like me.)  Daddy's s'posed to be retired but he's busier now than ever.  I'm not complaining though cuz he still takes me on my walks to the park. 
      The cat next door has sure been bugging me, though.  She comes and sits on our deck and snickers at me cuz I can't go out 'n' chase her.  She even has the nerve to stalk MY possum (or maybe bunny) that lives under the deck.  If she gets it before I can scare it away, I'm gonna be mad.  I saw it first.
      Now, back to Mommy!  I need a tummy rub!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>It Wasn't My Fault!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/354161</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 20 Aug 2007 15:47:48 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>It has been quite a day!  I got into trouble....again!  It really was not my fault.  It all started  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ It has been quite a day!  I got into trouble....again!  It really was not my fault.  It all started with the mailman.  He drives around in this little white car thingy and as everyone who knows me knows, I HATE WHITE CARS!  Everyday he comes up our hill across the street from us and down the hill behind us.  Then up he comes again but on our side of the hill.  In the meantime, I'm running from the back to front to back and then to front again, trying to make him stay away!!! 'Course since I can't bark, he never hears me.  Then, he has the nerve to stop at that green box-thing and stick papers 'n' such in it.  Well, today I was doing my usual mailman skirmishing around the house when my cousin Muppy butts in & starts barking.  (She's our guest for a few days while her Daddy's on a trip.)  It is NOT to be borne.  Why should SHE get to bark when obviously I can't.  So-o-o I snarled and chased her and yipped as best I could.  And what does Mommy do?  She screeches at the two of us to stop!  While she's  storming down  the stairs to break up our argument she stepped in something wet.  You guessed it!  Muppy had pee'd in the middle of the hall.  Still she's fussing at both of us.  I didn't pee, just Muppy, so why is she still mad at me?  All I was trying to do was to make that mailman leave us and our little green paper-keeping box thing alone!  Maybe  things like this wouldn't happen if  Daddy would take the green box away and Mommy wouldn't give Muppy any water.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My Lament</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/351041</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 13 Aug 2007 14:48:52 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>My Lament

I&acirc;m sad &acirc;cause Mommy left today,
Where she was going, she didn&acirc;t say.
I wanted  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ My Lament

I’m sad ‘cause Mommy left today,
Where she was going, she didn’t say.
I wanted to go with her,
But she said there’s a rule that
Doggies aren’t allowed in her school.

School?  But it’s still summer!
Mom said, “Sure, I know, it’s a bummer,
But it’s August now
And that is when
The new school year will begin.”

She said, “I sure will miss you, 
Espescially that tummy rub.”
(All I wanted to do was 
sit down and blub!)

She said, “Right now, I’m just getting ready.
We have a few days more,
To play, take walks, and have lots of fun;
To go outside and laze in the sun.”

School…I’d forgotten,
Boy, sometimes I just feel rotten!
But I know she’ll miss me
And I’ll not forget,
To give lots of chuckles
From her favorite pet!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I Think the &quot;Bug&quot; Got Me!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/347730</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 6 Aug 2007 11:16:27 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Last night was very confusing.  I felt fine when I jumped in bed with Mommy and Daddy and let them l ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Last night was very confusing.  I felt fine when I jumped in bed with Mommy and Daddy and let them love all over me.  Then in the middle of the night something didn't feel right and I jumped off the bed way earlier than normal.  I just lay down on the floor until Mommy got up to see what was wrong.  I didn't know....all I could do was lick and lick and lick on my paws.  Finally I got back on the bed and went back to a not very restful sleep (according to Mommy).  All seemed better in the morning until my early morning walk with Daddy.  I didn't make it down the hill until IT CAME!  I barfed!  Not once, but twice!  We went on to the park and I felt better (at least emptier) and even tried to chase some geese....hard to do when you're leashed.  I'm still sluggish and hope I'll be back to my ornery, scruffy self soon.  I'm going to work real hard at looking pathetic so Mommy and Daddy will feel sorry for me!  Maybe it was that wasp I ate yesterday!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I'm Back From Adventuring &amp; Now I'm Resting!!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/343421</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 28 Jul 2007 08:20:54 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Now, don't get me wrong.  I LOVE to &quot;go&quot; when Daddy or Mom call, but I prefer the short go to the LO ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Now, don't get me wrong.  I LOVE to "go" when Daddy or Mom call, but I prefer the short go to the LONG go, such as 10 hours to Georgia and 6 more to Florida.  It's exausting being a "good dog" when tethered to a safety belt in the car, even though it's the safe way for me to travel.  I had a great time frisking around with my doggy cousins in Georgia.  However, as the new kid on the block I didn't get much rest as first Cosette then Harvey would take turns wanting to run and play.  (You should see Harvey with his ball!  He's a mad man!  Mom and Dad bought him 2 new ones to enjoy.  I wonder how long they lasted ....the balls not Mom and Dad.)
When we went to Mom's home in Florida I still didn't get much rest because Mimi and Maggie Mae's Dad and Mom came for a visit down there  with, you guessed it, Mimi and Maggie Mae.  We had great fun though walking along the lake front...it's a BIG lake!  I was not too happy when I heard that there are 'gators in that lake and one great big one that Mom's Dad named "George" slides through the water going one way in the early A.M. and the other way in the early P.M.  I just LOOK  at the water:  I DO NOT enter it!  Mommy and Daddy keep me close on a leash anyway 'cause they know I'm a wild child when loose such as in Mimi's yard back home.  Besides Mom's crazy neighbor - he shouldn't even HAVE a dog - lets his big retriever mix loose in the evening and being a water-loving doggy, where do you think he goes?  Of course, TO THE LAKE.  Well, he got into big trouble last week as he was attacked by a 'gator swimming very close to shore.  He's fine now, but his owner - I hope - learned a very important lesson.  I know I did!  STAY VERY CLOSE TO MOMMY AND DADDY AND LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the leash! 
Chuckle at ya later, diary!
Shaki]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I'm Going Adventuring!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/334316</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 8 Jul 2007 14:44:52 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>This will be my last entry until late in July!  We're going to Ga. tomorrow to visit my doggy cousin ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ This will be my last entry until late in July!  We're going to Ga. tomorrow to visit my doggy cousins, Harvey (yes, after the pukka), Nittany (yes, after the PSU lion) and Cosette (yes, after the Les Miserables character).  What can I say, they're nothing if not creative.  Then we're going to Fla. to my Mommy's home.  I'm a nervous wreck, though.  They pulled my nemesis out of the closet; not the cat but the LUGGAGE.  Mommy and Daddy both have told me I get to go, too, but I won't believe that until I'm comfortably ensconced in my spot in the car and heading south, past the Vet, past the Kennel and we have passed Mimi"s house.  (She's going to the same place later in the week.  What a house of doggies that will be!  At last count it's 6.  I'll have lots of pictures to share when we return.  I'll have to watch out for 'gators, though.  Mommy's old home is on a big lake and there are lots of really big ol' 'gators there and we know how much they love doggies.  I'm NEVER alone outside or off a leash.  Mommy and Daddy take good care of me.  Now, if only they could rid Fla. of those pesky bugs!
Ba-rrr-ooo to all!  Talk at ya later1
Shaki]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I Am NOT a Giraffe</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/332776</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 5 Jul 2007 07:25:20 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
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		<description>Dear Friends, 4-legged and other,
If you are wondering about my background choice, don't blame me.  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Friends, 4-legged and other,
If you are wondering about my background choice, don't blame me.  I may have ancesters from Africa but I am pretty sure they are not giraffes! Blame my crazy Mom, she LOVES them.  We even have a rather large one (not real) parked in our entryway.  (He is rather cute, though.)
Until next time,  ba-roooo!
Shaki]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My Rap</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/332362</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 4 Jul 2007 08:31:34 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/332362</guid>
		<description>The Ba-rrr-ooo Rap

Ashaki Kianga, that&acirc;s my name.
Bein&acirc; a Basenji&acirc;s my claim to fame.

I ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ The Ba-rrr-ooo Rap

Ashaki Kianga, that’s my name.
Bein’ a Basenji’s my claim to fame.

I don’t bark and I don’t smell.
I’m clean as a whistle
But I can tell
You when a visitor’s coming,
It’s my fine eyesight,
It’s good  all day (except at night).

C’mon all, I want a ba-rroo;
A  big, big ol’, 
Ba-roo-hoo-hoo!

Now my folks don’t know
That I can spell
All the words they use
When it’s time to go.
Ya know, g-o,
Go, go, go.

When they decide
 to vacate the premises,
The old suitcase 
becomes my nemesis.

But if they say, Shak’ 
You get to go
Ya know, g-o
Go, go, go,

Well, then
I'm all right
Cause then I know
They won't take flight.
I'll get to g-0,
go, go, go.

C’mon all, I want a ba-rroo;
A  big, big ol’, 
Ba-roo-hoo-hoo!
C'mon, louder, BA-ROO-OOO
A big, big ol'
Ba-roo-hoo-hoo!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I'm Decked Out Now</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/332302</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 4 Jul 2007 06:48:16 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
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		<description>Guess what?  I get to go out on my human's upper deck!  For the longest time they would go out and c ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Guess what?  I get to go out on my human's upper deck!  For the longest time they would go out and cook, sit, eat, view sunsets and all that cool stuff but I had to stay INSIDE!  They were afraid I might fall off or jump off (as if I was so silly as to do something like that).  My older sister Egypt, now in doggy heaven, jumped off once when she was a pup and fell 10 feet down to the grass just after my Mom had told Dad to watch out for her.  He said she'd be ok.  Actually she was fine, but my Mommy says that doesn't mean it's safe for me out there.  Well, I've heard the "Egypt didn't fall, she jumped" story many times and that's why my paranoid Mommy wouldn't let me out on that deck until.......Well "until" has happened!  The deck now has lattice around all sides and I can come out and  soak up sunbeams with my humans to my heart's delight!   Life is good, is it not?
Ba-rrr-ooo to all!
Sun-soaked Shaki]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Vanquished Kitty</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/331172</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 1 Jul 2007 16:15:40 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I finally did it!  I vanquished the neighbor's nosy kitty.  She comes over onto MY deck and stares a ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I finally did it!  I vanquished the neighbor's nosy kitty.  She comes over onto MY deck and stares and stares at me 'cause  she knows I'm in and she's out!  This time I caught her unaware!  Mommy was taking me for a walk and when I hit the sidewalk I saw HER (the kitty).  I took off after her like a shot out of a cannon.  (Unfortunately nearly dragging an unaware Mom behind me.  She's not blessed with super 'senji scent and sight abilities.  Her arm may never be the same.)  That kitty ran for her yard like a lightning bolt when she saw me!  (OK, Mommy says the kitty really sauntered, but who's telling this story anyhow? ) Actually I don't dislike the kitty; I just wish she'd wait to be invited.  Besides, why do I have to be leashed and she doesn't?  We think she's looking for our resident Whistle Pig (woodchuck for you city folk).  He lives UNDER our deck as well in rather extensive underground tunnels extending from our "above" neighbor's yard to our "below" neighbor's yard.  (For those not in the know, West Virginians often build on hills.  In fact sometimes it seems as though we're just a very large, beautiful roller-coastery set of hills and curves.)  Well, I certainly hope Miss Kitty does NOT meet up with Sir Whistle Pig, because Kitty's Daddy says the ol' 'chuck will win for sure.  Remember, I said I don't dislike the kitty!
Ba-rrr-000!
Shaki]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I'm Doing the Muppy Mope</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/330286</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 29 Jun 2007 08:36:18 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Boy, do I miss Muppy.  Yes, she is a barker and I'm not, and yes, she gobbles her food and most of m ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Boy, do I miss Muppy.  Yes, she is a barker and I'm not, and yes, she gobbles her food and most of mine before I can even THINK ba-roo, but she's my pal and I'm lonely without her.  About the food thing, I'm ok with it because as I've said before, she doesn't like raw chicken (I DO!!!) and I know that my humans will give me what I need to survive.  (I have a really neat "starving doggy" routine.)  Muppy's Daddy came home and picked her up.  She was so happy to see him that I can't really feel too sorry for myself since she's so thrilled to be home.  Anyway, I'll be visiting my Georgia cousins, Nittany, Harvey and Cosette in a few days, so I'LL be the guest this time.
Ba-roo-oo to y'all!
Shaki]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Me and Muppy</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/329256</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 16:39:22 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Things are going fairly well today.  At least we haven't argued over bone-bones (rawhide).  Daddy pu ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Things are going fairly well today.  At least we haven't argued over bone-bones (rawhide).  Daddy put them away.  I think Muppy is just a little too possessive....not at all like ME!  (Mom, stop snickering.)  Anyway, we really love each other but also enjoy our own space, sort of like our humans do sometimes.  Muppy chows down on her food and then comes over to chow down on MINE.  Really, it's just too much!  Never mind the fact that I am very lady-like and eat my dry food piece by piece over on the carpet.  Muppy should just ignore my full dog dish and stay away.  After all I had to gobble my chicken gizzards really fast...not like a lady at all.  Too bad she doesn't have a delicate tummy like I do.  Well, we're off to the park with Daddy for our evening walk.  Talk at ya later, Diary.
love and ba-roo's.
Shaki]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Muppy's Coming to Visit</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/328183</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 24 Jun 2007 09:37:01 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, once again I wasn't asked and now I have a guest.  It's my cousin Muppy, Uncle Bill's doggy. H ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, once again I wasn't asked and now I have a guest.  It's my cousin Muppy, Uncle Bill's doggy. He's gone on vacation so she's staying with us. She's ok, I guess.  She lived with us for several months when her human Daddy (Uncle Bill) was locked in at his Plant during a long strike.  I guess you could say she was locked in with Us!  She's usually lots of fun and likes run-runs too.  However, she also likes lap-time with my humans and I really don't like to share.  We do have fun seeing who can eat whose meals the quickest.  I'm lucky, though.  I eat raw gizzards and hearts and Muppy doesn't care for those especially.  We have different dry food so that IS fun  to share.  I just hope Dad doesn't give Muppy all my Chicken treats!  (Well, maybe she can have one or two if she's REAL good.)  Last night my humans baby-sat their grandchildren at Mimi's house so I'm a bit tired today.  Mimi's Daddy human was celebrating his class reunion and got in REALLY LATE!  I have a lot of sleepy time down south to make up, so-o-o. I'll keep in touch.  Until next time, Ba-roo-oo!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Maggie, Mimi and Me!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/325353</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 17 Jun 2007 10:00:13 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Guess where I went yesterday?  Oh, you guessed already.  Well, you're right on.....Mimi's house.  My ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Guess where I went yesterday?  Oh, you guessed already.  Well, you're right on.....Mimi's house.  My humans visited with her humans while Mimi, the Magster and I did run-runs, tumbles and all sorts of fun things.  The Magster is really Mimi's new baby sister, Maggie Mae.  She's lots of fun and almost as big as we are and before long will probably tower over us.  (She's a goldendoodle.)  Mimi and I are kept busy teaching her all sorts of 
things such as how to con food and things like that.  One thing, though, that she loves to do, but I REFUSE to do, is jump in the backyard baby pool!  No way, Jose!!!  She needs to learn that Basenjis only DRINK water.  We're not too fond of being drenched in it.  Until next time!  Ba-r00-oo-oo!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Mimi's got a new sister!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/322594</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 10 Jun 2007 13:23:34 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, when I'm gone all sorts of things happen.  First let me tell you WHY I was gone.  My Mom and D ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, when I'm gone all sorts of things happen.  First let me tell you WHY I was gone.  My Mom and Dad put me in doggy jail.  (It wasn't really jail, just a nice kennel, but it FELT like they were putting me away!)  They went to a church conference and took me to THAT PLACE called Clip 'n' Tails which is also a kennel.  Yes, I had all my needs met as well as my favorite blankie and lots of run-run room, but it's not the same as home!  While I was taking my unwanted "leave of absence" Mimi's Mom and Dad went to a breeder in Ohio and came home with a new baby sister for Mimi.  I haven't seen Maggie (the new pup) yet, but they say she's almost a big as I am and she's only 9 weeks old!  Whoa!!!! She's a GoldenDoodle.  (Sounds a bit like mix-and-match, huh?)  Dad's gonna take me down to meet my new cousin and to play with Mimi tomorrow.  He has to puppy-sit 'cause Maggie and Mimi's Mom is taking her human kids to the doctor.  (Better them than me!)  I'll talk at ya later when I've had a chance to scope out the new family addition!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Tag! You're It</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/316902</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 29 May 2007 04:31:17 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>RULES OF THE GAME:

Each player starts with seven facts about themselves. Dogs who are tagged, nee ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ RULES OF THE GAME:

Each player starts with seven facts about themselves. Dogs who are tagged, need to post in their diary the rules and their 7 facts. Then choose 7 dogs to tag and list their names. Don’t forget to send them a pmail that they have been tagged and to read your diary, or, send them a Rosette telling them they've been Tagged!

1.  I love sunbeams.

2. I love walks in the park with Dad.

3.  Mimi the Corgi is my best friend.

4.  Chicken treats are the best!

5.  I can hardly wait to see my new cousin pup!

6.  My new cousin is an 8-week old Golden Doodle.

7.  I love snow, but Do Not like Rain!!!


Nuru, Sukari, Omari, Dakini, Stormie, Savannah, Tiki]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Boy, Did Daddy Fool Me!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/312695</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 23 May 2007 14:17:02 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Here I was, just happy that Mom was finally home and a nice warm sunbeam was waiting for me by the p ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Here I was, just happy that Mom was finally home and a nice warm sunbeam was waiting for me by the patio door.  The next thing I know, here comes Daddy saying, "Let's go, Shaki."  I know what that means.  Oh boy, a ride in the truck.  I lo-o-o-ve to do THAT!  Well, was I ever gullible.  When I go with Dad in the truck, it means either a ride to the church or better still, to Mimi's house for a nice run-run.  But, did we go south as we should have?  NO!  We went north and I knew what that meant.  The VET!  Now he's a nice man and all that, but you know what vets do when they check you out.  Besides that, I HATE that cold table!  Well, now I have all my shots and some meds to take when I go to Florida and Georgia.  So, maybe I won't have to see Dr. Vet again anytime soon.  Oh, one neat thing, though.  Daddy made me a special place in the back seat of the truck so I'll be comfortable when we go on our long trips.  I guess I'll let him know that I forgive him.  (I'll wait until he takes me around the park this evening, though.)]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Yay!!! We're Going to Mimi's!!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/306336</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 8 May 2007 08:36:19 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>I'm jumping for joy!  Today we're going to Mimi's house.  Her humans have a big fenced-in yard and w ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I'm jumping for joy!  Today we're going to Mimi's house.  Her humans have a big fenced-in yard and we run-run-run!  (Well, Mimi does tend to want to herd me....she's a corgi.)  That's all right, though!  I'm a Basenji and true to my breed can fool her into thinking she's successful while I go along doing what I wanted to do in the first place and that's run wild and free!  My humans are going to build a fence for me this summer so I'll feel like I've arrived in Doggy Heaven.....lots of run-run space and loads of sunbeams and warm grass, water bowl always close by.  Now, if only those old cats next door would stay in THEIR yard.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Sundays Are Not My Favorite Day!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/530207/diary/Pensive_prattling_by_shaki/305732</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 6 May 2007 18:40:47 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Shaki ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Sundays should be fun, 'cause Mom and Dad are s'posed to be home with me!  But, no-o-o!  They spend  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Sundays should be fun, 'cause Mom and Dad are s'posed to be home with me!  But, no-o-o!  They spend the morning at church.  Well, that's okay, but they are supposed to give ME the P.M. hours for playing and running and of course lounging if that's what I wish to do.  But today they LEFT for the WHOLE AFTERNOON!   I did not like that one bit.  (Well, maybe a little bit....They gave me a "chicken treat", my fave!  I'll forgive them though, 'cause Mom and Dad played and played with me when they got home.  We played tug-of-war with my beat-up newest toy.  (Mom took the squeaky out of it thus spoiling most of my fun. But I got her back!  I took out the stuffing  and used it to decorate the floor.)  It's still a fun tug toy.  I'm planning on getting even, though.  I'll jump off the bed and make Dad take me for my VERY early A.M. walk at 5:30 A.M. while Mom gets ready for school.]]></content:encoded>
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