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<title>Misty - Queen of all I survey.</title>
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<description>Dogster diary for the dog Misty (Psst on the right)</description>
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<copyright>Copyright 2013 by Misty (Psst on the right) &amp; Dogster</copyright>
<pubDate>Thu, 23 May 2013 19:19:46 PDT</pubDate>
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		<title>Missed a DDP Because it is All About Scooter.</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 19 Mar 2013 21:46:11 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Thank you all for my congrats and rosettes and shout out's for my DDP o ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Thank you all for my congrats and rosettes and shout out's for my DDP on Saturday.  Yep in dog years that's like a month ago or something.  Mom says she missed it because we spent time outside and cleaning and stuff.  
 
I say that is no reason for not checking before now.  As Queen of All I Survey, I demand that the Queen Mother Pillow be mine for the entire night.  Let her sleep with the Queen of All I Survey's Pillow and see how it compares up.
 
That being said, the new bedding that arrived is nice and squishy and allows for ultimate dog sleeping comfort.  There is rumor of a ultimate-super-duper-ramp arriving by the weekend that will allow Scooter to not have to jump on or off the bed.  I can't wait to hang out at the top and "encourage" him to climb up to the bed.  BOL.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Alms fur the Poor.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/819046</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 8 Mar 2013 20:31:51 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

OMD - 2 times this week Scooter has been gone all day long.  As much as ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

OMD - 2 times this week Scooter has been gone all day long.  As much as I like to pretend that he's a Royal pain, I do love the little bugger.  I spent both days out in the family room instead of on the bed.  He left out that door, so he has to come back through that door eventually.  That's how the rules work in this house.  (Cutter never goes out any door but the back slider door - he's never been through any of the other ones and just about "loses" it if you try to get him to go out any of the others).  
 
Mom brought him home tonight announced that Scooter has used up the entire years allotment of SNACK money on his V-E-T visits this week.
  
*Thud*THUD*Thud* (That middle one was Pepper, she's HEAVY - BOL) 3 dogs have just fainted in weakness.
 
So this weekend you may see me at your local freeway exit begging fur Alms.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Happy Woofday to Me.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/817060</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 19 Feb 2013 18:58:23 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Happy Woofday to me.
Happy Woofday to me.
Happy Woofday to ONLY me.
 ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Happy Woofday to me.
Happy Woofday to me.
Happy Woofday to ONLY me.
Happy Woofday to me.

I don't like to share anything, not even my Woofday.  Sorry Scooter.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

Also thanks for all those prezzies and pawmails.  I'm going to go sit by them and growl at any pup that even thinks about looking at them.  Got that CUTTER and PEPPER!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I'm So Happy, So Very Happy!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/816114</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 13 Feb 2013 21:22:39 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Want to hear some great news?  Mom has the crate now in the bedroom and ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Want to hear some great news?  Mom has the crate now in the bedroom and Pepper has to sleep in it until she can control her bladder.  Mom has done the entire bedding 4 times in the last 10 days and was so angry on Friday night she ordered up a whole new waterproof mattress pad and comforter.  
 
We've been banned from the bedroom again.  I know when we go to bed tonight Pepper will be sleeping in the crate.  I will enjoy sleeping on my pillow knowing Pepper has to learn some manners.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Token Welcome to the House Speech.</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 7 Feb 2013 22:40:15 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

My royal subjects seem to demand I honor this horrible day.  Yes, this  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

My royal subjects seem to demand I honor this horrible day.  Yes, this is the day the OTHERS arrived and never left.  

Therefore I am forced to welcome Cutter and Pepper.  May you ever have a spot at the foot of the bed in this house.

 *Misty mumbles to herself "6 feet under the bed if I had my choice"*

Now I need to retire to my room and ignore this entire thing.

~Queen Misty of All I Survey~

Also, YES, that was me that peed on your bed right before you came to bed last night.  I didn't even try to deny it.  Happy GOTCHA DAY!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Alone Time.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/813133</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 20 Jan 2013 15:33:42 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This morning Mom let us out (for the 5th time Mom wants me to point out ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This morning Mom let us out (for the 5th time Mom wants me to point out).  All the other dogs went out, did their barking and then went back in.  Mom wasn't paying attention and I stayed outside.  Who knows how long later, Mom started counting dogs and found she was one dog shy of the number she needed.  She remembered she didn't see me come back through the door so she looked out in the backyard for me.  I was just out there enjoying the sunshine, sniffing the garden I can only walk in this time of the year, getting my vitamin D, making sure things were still all in order after this cold snap.  
 
Mom saw me out there just hanging out and said to herself, "ah, alone time".  She was right, I just needed half an hour or so to commune with nature and pretend I was an only dog.  Sorry Scooter, but it's true.  

Mom left me out there for as long as I wanted and I have to say I can't wait until spring is here.  

Sniff at ya later ~Scooter~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Covert Operations.</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 16 Jan 2013 21:32:57 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Tonight I have successfully taken 2 SNACKS outside to &quot;cold age&quot; overni ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Tonight I have successfully taken 2 SNACKS outside to "cold age" overnight.  Yep, I have 2 SNACKS out there hiding in the yard and only I know where they are.  It's been dark out and only Mom knows about my success...well and now all of you too, but I'm not worried.  I know my yard like the back of my paw and an expert at hiding stuff.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Bluch with the Weather.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/811748</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 8 Jan 2013 23:00:21 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

The clouds arrived and sank to ground level today.  We have wind taking ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

The clouds arrived and sank to ground level today.  We have wind taking that cold shower buffeted up with wind gusts.  This makes it difficult to commit to an outside potty trip.  

Us girls seem to just hitch up our britches and take care of business.  Those boys, true to boy nature, make a production of it.  
 
First out to visit the tree. 
 
Then out to visit the end of the deck. 
 
Then after the third visit outside they finally take care of what should have been finished on the first visit. 
 
Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>MILKBONE&acirc;„&cent; Etiquette.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/811590</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 7 Jan 2013 19:47:21 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I was eating my SNACK today and it was a tasty MILKBONE&acirc;„&cent; and Mom noti ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I was eating my SNACK today and it was a tasty MILKBONEâ„¢ and Mom noticed I eat them in a certain order.  I consider it the Proper Method.
 
Chew off one round corner and eat.  
Chew off the other round corner and eat that one.
Turn SNACK around and chew off one round corner.
Chew off the other round corner.
 
Savour the SNACK tasty goodness and growl at any other dog that looks at the rest of my SNACK.
 
Sleep on SNACK for an hour or two and then finish the middle part off and demand to go outside.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Return on Investment - A Must Read!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/809289</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 19 Dec 2012 21:17:12 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

As I barktate this to Mom and the rain is pounding the windowpanes, I c ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

As I barktate this to Mom and the rain is pounding the windowpanes, I can only sigh in contentment.  Yes pups, I have some news to share with you all.
 
I invested in a cutting edge idea in some pup pals of ours that recently located to )&(&(*^po Neaux Mejico.  As I have not previously discussed this press release, I would protect their anonimousity to my best ability.
 
A highly potent non stuffie-stuffy was couriered via government staff via Priority Mail to ensure the best handling available.  
 
Rancho Stuffie yo to the Puff (project name) was in full operation and ready to conduct a final study.  
 
It's not a well known story, but the FEDS busted in claiming illegal stuffy growing operations.  Things got a bit crazy and it was a sad sight as CeeRose(project name) and Puff (project name) were held by leashes as things were straightened out.  LEASHES!!  On their own property!
 
A last minute rescue by a certain Puff (project name) dog and a little love and nurturing and the diversity of the crop amazes me.
 
Original test subject Raccoon (project name) remains in protective custody of Puff (project name).  
 
*Special note*  suspected that 4 small stuffies of various types (Lion, Tiger, Cheetah, Chipmunk) have been on the loose since last week.  Highly reproductive.  Cuz, well 1 stuffie and get 4 back.  Nobody reads the fine print Mom, the FEDS will never show up here.

**Mom, someone's at the front door, I'll hide the Chipmunk and then you can make a run for )(&(^&^%*&% Onterrio, Tonto, Kannnada**

I after all am Queen of All I Survey so there is no need to leave.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

(project still....well for all our pup pals, still in works.  Not a pup pal?  &()^&*^%^$%$^%$....)]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>They Are All MINE!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/808419</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 13 Dec 2012 00:01:09 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Ha ha ha card count ME, QUEEN MISTY, all of them.
 
Sure you address  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Ha ha ha card count ME, QUEEN MISTY, all of them.
 
Sure you address them to the Papillon Pack, but rules are rules.  I inspect all that comes through the door at this time of the year.

I win.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Creative Mom, not so Organized.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/807923</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 7 Dec 2012 19:34:37 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Gather around, this is a sad story of a pups Mom going old.  By Mom, I  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Gather around, this is a sad story of a pups Mom going old.  By Mom, I mean human of course.  BOL.

Mom has been practicing and messing up and remaking and smearing glitter all over us making her Howliday cards.  This is the evil dark part of the story because Howliday "cheer" sometimes means words like "ERRRRRGGGGG" and "GALBLAMMY" and sometimes they degenerate to basic versions that are only 4 letters long.  Humans - not of the very expressive ability are they?

I digress.

Today Mom came back from the box that sends bills, junk mail, magazines, and  sometimes a fun card or two.  Today she came back and had a few cards she had mailed out for the Howliday season.  After reading the sticker attached she flushed with anger/anger/ignorance.

Creative application of addressing an envelope vertically as opposed to horizontal is an extra cost.  So lesson learned is do not address your envelopes in any other direction than parallel to how you would seal the envelope.

Oh, I guess some need an actual stamp as well...

That being said - there could be some delays on a few cards being re-sent (ermmm Coco Rose, Puff & Uncle Jeff - Mom's brother - sorry).

She thinks she's creative, she should just make sure to check all details before tossing them in the box out front at the end of the driveway.  BOL.

Pups there is still time if you are not on my list and want a card.  Pawmail me because Mom has these down now.  BOL.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>THAT is a Suitcase!!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/804659</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 10 Nov 2012 19:33:59 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup, Misty here.

I've watched it all day long.  Mom has been putting stuff into that sui ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup, Misty here.

I've watched it all day long.  Mom has been putting stuff into that suitcase she has.  Telling us not to shed dog hairs around anything she is doing.  *Hello, who walked by who just sitting her on the couch?*  Making lists, scratching stuff off, cleaning the house.  I know what this means.  She's leaving and not taking us with her.  

Something about a sales meeting, a store opening and New York City.  She got a fancy haircut, nails polished and towering high heels and she looks spectacular.  I told her she looked 2 years younger and seemed disappointed until I told her in dog years....

So we are off to see Ms Louann, Patrick and Scooter's best buddy Booger.  Oh, I guess right now the taxi is here, so I'll have to talk to you pups later.  I'm off to rule a new Queendom.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Introducing Queen Misty's Royal Highness' Band, QUEEN MISTY and the PAPS.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/798700</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 25 Sep 2012 20:39:31 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Queen Misty here~

Thank you all for suggestions and I have picked Duncan's band nam ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Queen Misty here~

Thank you all for suggestions and I have picked Duncan's band name.  It does show the power of Me and the support of my subjects.  BOL.

Introducing:  QUEEN MISTY and the PAPS.  We are currently in the studio tuning up howls, barks and yipping.  Did you hear that?  That was Pepper and she was a little out of tune!

Scooter stop using your SQUIRREL bark, I told you this song called for more CROW sound!

I gotta go pups, I can see Cutter thinking he is some romantic crooner and I have to put a stop to that.  He gets out of control and this is a school night for Mom.  BOL

Thanks again Duncan for the new Royal Dog Band name.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>In Need of a Royal Dog Band Name</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/798437</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 23 Sep 2012 17:37:05 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Queen Misty here~

I believe my court is in need of a Royal Dog Band and I need a na ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Queen Misty here~

I believe my court is in need of a Royal Dog Band and I need a name for it.  Never mind that Mom does not agree that our baying, whining and barking is not in tune with any sort of thing humans call music.  After all if your ears had to put up with the iTouch Mom has blasting out of the noise box while jiggling and wiggling - well you'd demand your own musical selections.  

I have been kicking around these ideas for the Royal Dog Band name, but haven't settled on a single one yet.  Open to suggestions as well.

Lead Barker of course is moi - Queen Misty
On the barkaphones we have Mr. Cutter.
Backing yodelers are Scooter and Pepper.

Possible band names in no order or preference.  Just how I pulled them out of the couch corners on notes I'd been keeping.

**Twisted Whiskers
**The Dogbirds
**Bark Supply
**The Who-ofers
**Barkman-Turner Overdrive
**Four Paw Nails
**Black Labs
**Modest Dawg
**peE Street Band
**MatchBoxer Twenty
**The Barking Stones (or The Whining Stones)
**Lab Zeppelin

So let me know what my Royal Subject have to bark out.  Suggestions on alternative Royal Dog Band names are welcome indeed.

Sniff at ya later ~Queen Misty of All I Survey~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Upcoming Howlidays.</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 21 Aug 2012 23:12:41 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

We're not quite to checking our list for the first time yet alone the &quot; ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

We're not quite to checking our list for the first time yet alone the "twice" time.

We have some fun Howlidays upcoming.  We like the trick-or-treat ones where we join MzLouann & Booger & the Youngster for a WALK around the neighborhood.  

Good Smells and Eating Day (Thanksgiving) is a snifforama that should be shared with all.

Santa Paws and that BoomBoom New Year time is right after that.

Mom wants me to tell you all pup pals that if you pawmail me any info you feel safe to, we will add you to our happy wishes for Howlidays season distributions list.  Mom will share as well.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A Queen Does NOT Snore!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/794104</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 21 Aug 2012 20:37:55 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Can you believe how rude some human owners can be?  I'm laying in my Qu ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Can you believe how rude some human owners can be?  I'm laying in my Queen Bed and a human to be named, MOM, poked me awake.  

Not only do I not Snore, but poking me awake is rude!

Rude, rude, rude human!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>About Time!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/790361</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 25 Jul 2012 18:24:19 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Honored once again with the DDP today.  As you can see I am at the very ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Honored once again with the DDP today.  As you can see I am at the very bottom, supporting all those above me BOL.  As Mom says you can't look a gift horse in the mouth.  Good thing she doesn't say that about looking a gift dog in the mouth because I have looked at Cutter and Pepper's inside mouth when they are yawning, and I'd send them back.  I just don't see the use those 2 have, really.

Thank you Zoe for the Frosty Drink you left me, but I must tell you that Mom was so hot and sweaty from the drive home (TMI? BOL)that she sucked that down as soon as she walked in the door.  I didn't even have time to tell you sent it with 2 kitty chasers - wasn't she surprised BOL.

Thanks Hershey & Winkie sent me a pink ribbon, which are all the gift giving rage because Anya sent one to me as well.  Thank you Anya.  I am wearing one for each ear and I do look stunning.

Cleo from way cross the 'Lantic sent a Gold Star for my collection above the fireplace.  Thanks Cleo I'll leave it up there furever.

I'm off to get an extra SNACK and sit out in the backyard in the sunshine.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Puhhleezzze.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/789529</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 19 Jul 2012 22:18:58 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Congratulations Scooter.  Dog of the Day from Dogster.  

Now get ove ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Congratulations Scooter.  Dog of the Day from Dogster.  

Now get over it!

I am still Queen of All I Survey.  'Nuff barked?

Sniff at ya later ~QM, Royalness stomps out DotD~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Mathematics, Arithmetic, Sales Meetings and Such.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/788602</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 12 Jul 2012 21:34:41 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This whole week Mom has been coming home late.  Not only that, but it p ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This whole week Mom has been coming home late.  Not only that, but it pretty much goes like this...

*Mom walks in, lets us out, gives us scratches, starts up the ol' laptop, goes out to the car and brings in a stack of papers.

We get SNACKS.

*She plops down at the table and pulls out this small square device and starts tapping away at it.  

*Then a yellow stick; sharp on one end, dull and red on the other is pulled out and the sharp side is used.

*Then the sharp side is shoved up over her ear and she just lets it stick there through her hair like she doesn't have a care in the world that it is there.  Would annoy the .... out of me, so I tell her.

We get another SNACK.

*More tapping on the small square box, and Mom reaches up and grabs the yellow stick, uses the sharp parts a couple times, taps at the small box, and then turns the yellow stick over and uses the dull red part and rubs at some papers.  Then she brushes the paper off and stuff falls on the floor.  We all rush over thinking CHIPS, but what is down there just kind of stinks.  

Ha Ha - sorry Mom, those were your feet.  We were just checking.  BOL

More of all the above for every night, all week.

Then she started coming home later and later every night.  Still coming home telling us she was "cramming" for some "sales meeting".  Oh, yeah, we get this about 3 times a year, but do we believe it?  Of course not.  

Neither do we believe it's all so we can "have a roof over our head".  After all, that's what we hear when she goes to "work".  Or as to hear Mom tell it, "get away from us".  Ok, I put those words in her mouth, but only because I feel I know her so well I should be able to speak/bark for her myself.  

Now she comes home the latest of all nights and tells us she still has 2 more days worth of work.  I know Mom days last way longer than a dog day does (well unless it's the summer, oh wait it is), but I watched while she tapped away at that small square box, and that means one of our lazing around days with Mom will be taken away because of a "sales meeting".

I suggested a two for one deal of Pepper and Cutter, but Mom told me to hush myself.  Of course I had a few extra last words for her before I headed off to bed.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>DDP for Moi, Such an Honor.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/788194</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 9 Jul 2012 20:31:19 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/788194</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Dogster honored me with a DDP today.  Thank you Dogster.  Thanks to all ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Dogster honored me with a DDP today.  Thank you Dogster.  Thanks to all you pups that stop by and keep up to date with my life.  Thanks for the pawmails and gifts too.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Escape from Momcatraz.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/787110</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 2 Jul 2012 21:15:13 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/787110</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This is our tale of escaping from Momcatraz this weekend.  Sure, we hav ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This is our tale of escaping from Momcatraz this weekend.  Sure, we have all been recaptured and spent time in solitary confinement with only dry dog food and water.  The water, ackkkk, filtered.  The food, ackkkk, dry and expensive.

Ms K stayed over on Friday night because puzzlefest and some champagne was had.  I think more champagne was had but I was in bed so I can't really vouch for that.  Oh, Mom says she can so yes, more champagne was had.  Mom got out the magic automatic shamma-lamma blow up bed for Ms K to sleep on and she fell fast asleep.  

We sorta of forgot that Ms K was still here in the morning and all 4 of us ran out headed for the backyard but then saw Ms K sleeping on the magic automatic shamma-lamma blow up bed and headed over to give morning kisses.  Who knew Ms K did not appreciate dog kisses in the morning.  Mom says she doesn't like them either, but really, who can fully trust a person that doesn't like morning dog kisses? Even if it is your own Mom.

After Ms K decided going home to peace and quiet was more appealing than magic automatic shamma-lamma blow up bed, Mom decided to make some breakfast.  So she started some bacon on the stove, pulled out some eggs and brought out the toaster.  All was good until she dropped the bread into the toaster and walked out to water the window boxes out back.

Mom says she lost track of time.  I pawsonally think she was out taking a nap because I saw her laying on the deck bench.  I will testify to that if it comes to it.

Then a terrible racket started shrieking in the house and Mom ripped open the back door and some very bad words came out of her mouth.  She took the toaster that had black smoke belching and took it out to the backyard.  Then all the windows were opened and the shrieking kept going and going.  Then another shrieking at the end of the hall started to support the original shrieking.  

Then Mom opened the front garage door and the front door forgetting the alarm was still set for the front door.  Then louder angrier shrieking and very bad language flowed verbosely.  The alarm had to be turned off.  Once that goes off, Mom has to answer the phone and that is when we took advantage of her distraction.

We snuck out the garage door and headed out to take over the neighborhood.  Scooter and I one way, Pepper and Cutter another.  We wandered and sniffed peed and probably pooped without having Mom clean it up.  We were free and sniffing and sniffing and sometimes barking.

Mom didn't know any of this because she was on the phone with the alarm company explaining that the door alarm and smoke alarm were all her fault because she can't even make toast.  BOL.  She had to answer all kinds of questions while she was walking around trying to turn on vents and open windows to make the smoke haze at waist level move a little faster.  
Right when she was at her wits end with all the questions about are you sure you are ok, what is your password, what is your address, why did both alarms go off at the same time, and even more stuff she heard Scooter giving us away.  

Sure enough he was outside too lazy to go any further from his comfy pillows and couch spot and wanted Mom to let him back in the garage door.  Then Mom did a head count (much easier than a paw count fur sure) and came up 3 heads short (not including hers, cuz obviously her head wasn't on to begin with to start the day off).

She cut it short with the alarm company assuring them she wasn't being assaulted, hadn't fallen, house not on fire and headed out with 3 leashes and SNACKS.  The first to fall was Cutter because he's really too scared to go very far from the house.  He was walked back to the house and left with Scooter.  

Pepper was next at the bottom of the hill sniffing around and finally cornered in a neighbors yard.  Snapped onto the leash and they both came hunting for me.  I was around the corner just strolling along on my normal WALK path.  Once Mom spotted me and yelled "Leash" I headed back because that is my key word for going on a WALK.  

Then we headed back up to the house where the shrieking noises had stopped finally, but was still very smokey and burned smelling.

Mom lit a bunch of smelly things in glass jars called candles and decided to clean the house since she was up and there was no way she was going to go back to sleep.  Something about sweating the champagne out and working through the pain.  Either way, all us pups headed back to bed for a mid morning nap.

And that's how we made our escape from Momcatraz.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Queen of All I Survey!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/781806</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 26 May 2012 15:57:57 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Oh yes, I am the Queen of All I Survey!  Mom took Me, the Royal Me out  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Oh yes, I am the Queen of All I Survey!  Mom took Me, the Royal Me out in the front yard with her.  I was on my extra long leash and I choose not to discuss the huge rock at end of it.  Let's just call it my "albatross".  

Mom did that stuff I just don't understand where a bucket is out there and gets filled up with perfectly good greenery she calls weeds. She says she does it so the flowers can grow.  *Disclaimer - those of you pups with a weak stomach may want to skip through the rest of this paragraph*.  I'm not sure she's doing the flowers much good because she goes out there all the time and cuts them down, brings them in the house and makes "arrangements", takes them to work, gives them away to friends to who knows what demise they meet.

I was out there with Mom the whole time while the OTHERS and Scooter had to watch from the front window.  Ok, Scooter didn't really care after he decided watching me lay on the grass was boring and decided to take a nap, but the point is....I am the Queen of All I Survey and Mom's favorite.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

What Mom?  NO, you don't need to read this at all, pawing send right now.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Ho Hum</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/781370</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 23 May 2012 19:08:28 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/781370</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Haven't had much to bark about (well the stuff going on outside in the  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Haven't had much to bark about (well the stuff going on outside in the yard doesn't count) lately.  It's been pretty Ho Hum around here.  Until last Monday it had not rained in 2 weeks in Seattle, which I think must be up there in the record books.  Sun was out, human eyeballs were all squinty (fact - more sunglasses are sold in western Washington than any other state - we lose our sunglasses every year), flowers started popping out of the ground, lots of panting happened from the heat (dog and humans) and then Monday.

Monday through today so far has made up for the lack of rain the previous 2 weeks.  Delicate flowers are flopped over giving up their will to live under the pounding rain.  The Rhododendrons bloomed early in the sunshine and are swamped.  Snowball tree is hunched over giving you great access to grab one.  Do so wisely because they are loaded with water and if you just snag one off the tree incorrectly, the branch will just swing back up and dump water all over you.  If you do it right, certain dogs can get an unexpected flower waterball surprise thrown at them.  Let's just not ask how I know ok.

Scooter's in trouble right now because he can't keep his Barkmouth shut.  Every time Mom tells him not to bark, he just looks at her and barks again.  I'm fairly certain I may have to jump on her at the last minute to distract her from "wringing his neck".  

Meanwhile I'm off to see if I can make him bark again.  BOL.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Emergency!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/779809</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 12 May 2012 21:09:37 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/779809</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

A State of Emergency has been called out.  I looked at my page and ther ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

A State of Emergency has been called out.  I looked at my page and there was only 1 lonely bone in my stash.

Last I checked I wasn't on a hunger strike.  I feel myself wasting away to practically nothing! *Misty swoons dramatically*

Sniff at ya later (if I live) ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Do You Mind!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/774604</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 9 Apr 2012 18:38:35 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/774604</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup Misty here~

Every pup needs some alone time don't they?  Well I do.  I realize I am  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup Misty here~

Every pup needs some alone time don't they?  Well I do.  I realize I am an above average type doglet so I may be part of the 1% in this luxury, but I do like to spend some time outside all by myself with no other dogs out there with me.  I can wander around the yard and sniff stuff all by myself without wondering when another dog nose will be shoved in my face wanting to sniff my sniffs too.

I can flop down on the ground and roll in the smells in the grass that add that certain eau de dogge (dried up dead slugs are Awww-some).  I can roll around and let the grass tickle my back or flop over and have it cool my belly.  So many things you can do with grass besides just peeing on it.  BOL.

I'll spend some time sitting on one of the stepping stones sniffing the breeze.  Sometimes you can really smell the lake coming up the hill and feel the cool breeze, very nice in the summer.  Even though it is a couple miles away and can't be seen from here during the evening you can feel it help cool off the surrounding land.  Plus it brings those Dragonflies that are so fun to try and chase in the summer.  I'm getting ahead of myself talking about summer things when we all know spring has only barely arrived in Seattle.  Who knows, a week from now we could be talking a freeze or snow.  

Eventually I will wander up to the deck and sit by the edge watching my yard grow.  Always keeping an eye out for the EVIL NEMESIS SQUIRRELS and newly added to the list are the EVEN MORE EVIL CROWS.  In case of a sighting of either I will make sure they know they are not welcome.  Very loudly I might add.

Then I will wander back towards the door and wait for Mom to let me in.  After all that, I think I deserve a SNACK, don't you?

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A La Pooh Bear</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/772577</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 28 Mar 2012 18:19:25 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/772577</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I was humming to myself today and hummed this out for Mom.  She was doi ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I was humming to myself today and hummed this out for Mom.  She was doing the boring inside exercises that don't involve WALK at any time.  Boring!!

*sound of Misty clearing throat*

POOH BEAR EXERCISES FOR MOM

Every time she touches her toes 
(rum diddleee ump)
We all race to lick her nose
(rum diddleee ump)

Every time she raises her knees to chin
(rum diddleee ump)
We all look over and give a grin
(rum diddleee ump)

Every time she huffs and puffs
(rum diddleee ump)
We all bark out "still not enough"
(rum diddleee ump)

Every time she's flat on the floor
(rum diddleee ump)
We all rush over "give us some more"
(rum diddleee ump)

I know you'll all be humming and rum diddleee ump'in away in your heads for days and days over this brilliant ditty.  

Now I think it's time for a little something as Pooh Bear would say.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~
(rum diddleee ump)]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Want!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/771817</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 23 Mar 2012 18:53:22 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/771817</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Need I say more?

Kitteh Donuts

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~ ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Need I say more?

<a id="img5272967790"  class=bodyTextRev target=site  onClick="alert(\'Dogster Alert: You are about to visit an outside link that was submitted by this pet owner.\');" href="http://iwastesomuchtime.com/on/?i=29788" onmouseover="var el = $j('#img5272967790');var c=String.fromCharCode;var q=c(34);var l=c(60);var r=c(62);var a=c(39);var p=c(43); el[0].onmouseover = null; var n=$j(document.createElement('div')); n.insertBefore(el); n.html(''.concat(l, 'img src=', a, 'http://iwastesomuchtime.com/on/?i=29788', a, ' /', r, l, 'BR /', r));">Kitteh Donuts</a>

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Ambassadors Ready for Deployment.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/770103</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 12 Mar 2012 22:37:41 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/770103</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

FROM HER ROYAL HIGHNESS QUEEN MISTY OF ALL I SURVEY:

POSTED:  2 Firm ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

FROM HER ROYAL HIGHNESS QUEEN MISTY OF ALL I SURVEY:

POSTED:  2 Firm Royal Deployments; 1 Possible Prince Scooter Tour...until the next leap year.

PEPPER POWER: This girl will be sent to a caliente country where the gals are spicy, vocal and can swing their hips with verve.  Ole.

MR. CUTTER:  Will be sent to the deep south where genteel skills with the local brood (errr, oh he's moving to an undisclosed location).  Sorry gals, he really doesn't speak French.

SCOOTER: He can have his pillow on the bed, but I will still growl at him.  Even if it was me that moved.  

DECREED ON THIS DAY BY HER ROYAL HIGHNESS.

~Queen Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dear Dogster.  A Letter From Misty.  Subject: Error 4.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/767906</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 28 Feb 2012 19:04:57 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/767906</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom, are you ready?  I've been waiting days for you to not be &quot;busy&quot; an ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom, are you ready?  I've been waiting days for you to not be "busy" and take my barktation down for entry.  Ok, sure you needed a couple days to cool off before taking this task on, but it's been over a month.  Get your bodka dwipâ„¢ hooch bag out (Zaidie you got that one â„¢'d yet? BOL) and get ready to let your fingers and those wonderful thumbs fly.  I got some things to take up with Dogster.

About 6 weeks ago (Scratch that, on December 16th)Mom got annoyed enough to send Dogster an email about the Error 4 messages she was always getting.   


Here is Dogster's response. 


-----Original Message-----
From: Dogsters (dogster.com) [mailto:dogsters@dogster.com] 
Sent: Friday, December 16, 2011 2:46 PM
To: Laura
Subject: Re: Contact Dogster: Feature Failure : Response Requested

Laura,

The Techno Dogs are working on the Error 4 issue which is related to the
new option for comments. Beta testing is being done on the fix and they
hope to have the problem solved soon.

BTW, the reason you can post on some pups and not others has to do with
how each dog has its page set up to accept and/or approve comments.
That's
the problem the Techno Dogs are working on.

Woofs! & Tail Wags!

-watch dog-
-------------------------

Mom just about posted that she had a fix for Error 4 as a diary entry and then it of course broke.  She thought she had it licked because sometimes it would post if she just changed the dog who was sending stuff.  Sometimes taking out any of the !!!'s would make it work.  Sometimes making sure there was a space in between each paragraph worked.  

Then she noticed she could either post to Coco Rose and not Puff, or the other way around.  I didn't take good notes, and Mom is getting so OLD that December might as well be her teenage years long ago.  BOL.  I swear from across the room we could all see her hackles rise when she caught on to that small issue with Dogster's excuse.

So Mom read bunches of diary entries from our pup pals because she does that and laughs and sometimes cries and will give us scratches when we get gifts or a DDP (So Dogster it would be nice if all 4 of us could get on the loop de loop that Zoe and DFB get on all the time - just suggesting).  She comments when she can and then this cat litter box surprise came across from Dogster.  All you pups are gonna love this, hang on while we go copy and paste.  Sometimes I get Elmer's paste in my paws and have to lick it out - BOL.  

**Mom, why you laughing so hard - that wasn't all that BOL, more like YawnOutLoud.  Weirdo!**

-------------------------------
From: Dogsters (dogster.com) [mailto:dogsters@dogster.com] 
Sent: Sunday, February 19, 2012 11:47 AM
To: Laura 
Subject: Dogster Diary Comments
 
Laura,
 
While doing my Sunday morning review of our spam filter, I found several of your comments had been trapped as spam:
 
6 times
Don't run Zaidie - you can ask my weight too. BOL. I will be 7 paws old tomorrow. I believe that is just about the right age to start taking over the world! BOL
 
45 times
Pepper Power's Paw Walk Forecast was very off base tonight. Thinking loud rain and wind, but yikes, hail, snow and now big fat rain drops. Congrats on DDP Jelly.
 
3 times
Error 4 is just a figment of Dogster funk,. Pepper Powers Paw Walk Forecast was very off base tonight. Thinking loud rain and wind, but yikes, hail, snow and now big fat rain drops. Conwags on DDP Jelly. You deserve it. Dogster post this now with no more issues please. okay now I am very disappointed in you Dogster. Post this dang thing.
 
I cleared all of the comments and removed the duplicates with the exception of the Error 4 comments, which were not really so much about the diary as commentary directed to HQ.
 
When comments don't post, it's usually a matter of the comment being held as possible spam. If you get a "duplicate" or Error 4 message and don't see your comment, it's best to stop trying because the more attempts you make, the more convinced Defensio becomes that you are trying to spam.
 
Hope this helps explain things. Going forward, if you get an Error 4 or "duplicate" warning and/or don't see your comments, send me a link to the diary or photo you tried to post a comment to, I'll see what else I can find out for you.
 
Woofs! & Tail Wags!
 
-watch dog-
 
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Dogster & Catster: where no one knows you're a human
dogster.com / catster.com / saymedia.com
facebook.com/dogster - facebook.com/catster
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Ok, aside from the BOL 45 attempts to post Pepper's comment (she was really frustrated, and sometimes they will post if you are persistent), Mom is kind of annoyed the last comment they decided not to publish.  Because Dogster deemed it didn't need to be published.  

Because Mom is devious in her brain, but a typical Seattleite and passive agressive, she thinks all the time about taking "watch dog" up on his offer of emailing him every time Error 4 raises it's head and howls.  

So Mom will try and post comments on our pup pals fun stuff in their lives, but if she gets the message too often she stops even attempting.

Ok Mom, you can go make your own dinner now.  I'm gonna go hang out on the couch and watch you.

Sniff at you later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Almost My Day!</title>
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				<pubdate>Sat, 18 Feb 2012 13:13:08 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Hum along with me pup pals, it's super catchy.

Happy Woofday to moi, ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Hum along with me pup pals, it's super catchy.

Happy Woofday to moi, tomorrow.
Happy Woofday to moi, tomorrow.
Happy Woofday to moi, Queen Misty of all I survey, tomorrow.
Happy Woofday to moi, tomorrow.

Second just like the first.

Hmmhmmmhmmmmhmmmmmhmmmmmhmmmmmmmmmmm.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>We Do Not Discuss The Royal Age Approaching.</title>
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				<pubdate>Fri, 17 Feb 2012 20:55:18 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/765942</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

We Don't Discuss the Woofday coming up for all of us.  We constantly Re ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

We Don't Discuss the Woofday coming up for all of us.  We constantly Remind someone a Woofday is coming up.  

You know, on Sundogday!  The other Fundogday!

I'm thinking private room with bed and lots of pillows.  That's what I want for my Woofday.  Mom can sleep with me since I know my bed will be way more comfortable than her really comfortable bed.  Plus, less dogs on in my bed.  BOL.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>20 Questions.</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 9 Feb 2012 16:03:58 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I thought I&acirc;€™d put together this little list of 20 Questions with my a ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I thought Iâ€™d put together this little list of 20 Questions with my answers.  If any other pup wants to do their own version of answers weâ€™ll probably all learn some fun stuff about all of our fur friends.

1.	WHAT COLOR COLLAR ARE YOU WEARING? â€“ it is a red collar and has paw prints on it.
2.	DOES YOUR LEASH MATCH YOUR COLLAR? â€“ Why yes it does.  No paw prints on the leash though.
3.	WHATâ€™S WORSE?  An EVIL NEMESIS SQUIRREL bouncing around in the trees or across the fence, a Crow strutting around in your yard or Neighbor People outside talking? â€“ This is a tough one, because the first 2 are so annoying I canâ€™t help but bark my head off at them.  The last one just gets me in trouble for barking.  But I think I go with EVIL NEMESIS SQUIRREL, because those have been pissing me off for so long.
4.	SO YOU HAVE A FAVORITE SNACK? â€“ Yes I do, but I havenâ€™t had them in forever.  Greenies I will hoard all day long to make all the other dogs jealous as I nibble little pieces off of it in front of them.  Which makes my mouth drool wishing for a Greenie.  
5.	WHERE WAS YOUR LAST CAR RIDE? â€“ Mom took me and Scooter to a park last weekend where we ran and sniffed and Scooter made Mom carry around 3 bags because he was â€œfull of itâ€.  Then we saw a dog that looked like Zaidie and one that looked like Coco Rose, but we were all doing our own thing so there was no butt sniffing.
6.	DO YOU STICK YOUR HEAD OUT THE WINDOW ON CAR RIDES? â€“ No, are you crazy?  Iâ€™m a dignified dog.
7.	DO YOU HAVE A FAVORITE TOY?  My Teddy Bear Iâ€™ve had since the day I came home w/ Mom and that guy we donâ€™t even remember anymore.  I take my Teddy Bear to bed with me every night and really hate it when Cutter tries to play with it.  
8.	DO YOU HAVE A BOYFURIEND OR GIRLFURIEND?  No, Queen Misty is far too busy ruling all she surveys to mess with that kind of mess.  After all Iâ€™ve lived with Scooter and Cutter and am not impressed!
9.	DO YOU HAVE A FAVORITE WALK?  I like the ones that donâ€™t involve Cutter & Pepper.  With Scooter along I have to stop enough times for him to sniff and pee on everything as it is.  Come on dogs â€“ the point of a walk is to WALK, not sniff everything you go past.
10.	DO YOU GO TO DOG PARKS?  Not as often as weâ€™d like since MsLouann stopped walking dogs and went back to school, but sometimes sheâ€™ll take us in the summer.
11.	WHERE DO YOU SLEEP AT NIGHT?  I sleep right next to Mom on my own special pillow and growl at any dog that gets too close â€“ my brother Scooter included.
12.	DO YOU SNORE?  Excuse me â€“ did I hear that right?  You donâ€™t ask a Queen that sort of question.  That sound you hear is Scooter â€“ and Iâ€™m sticking to that story.
13.	DO YOU SLEEP UNDER THE COVERS?  The only time I will sleep under the covers is in the summer when it gets light so early in the morning.  I know Mom wonâ€™t get up that early so I stick my head under the covers so I donâ€™t know what time it is.
14.	DO YOU HAVE TO WEAR CLOTHES?  The only time we are tortured with these things is during some of the weird seasons the furless celebrate.  Iâ€™m looking at you Howloween & Santa Paws Day.  Then I put on my miserable face and pull out un co-operative and the clothes donâ€™t stay on long.
15.	ARE YOU THE FAVORITE DOG?  But of course, what a silly question.
16.	WHERE IS YOUR FAVORITE SPOT TO SLEEP IN THE HOUSE?  On the bed if Mom isnâ€™t home.  If sheâ€™s home, on the couch in the living room where I can keep an eye on her and be close.
17.	WHATâ€™S THE BEST HUMAN FOOD YOUâ€™VE EVER BEEN FED?  I love me some steak that was grilled outside,  that is some tasty stuff.
18.	DO YOU GO TO A DOG GROOMER?  We donâ€™t go to a professional groomer, but Mom certainly should take us there.  Every time she gets out the scissors we all run and hide.  Letâ€™s just leave it at sheâ€™ll never get rich grooming animals.
19.	WHAT DO YOU THINK OF BATHS?  I hate them and think they should be erased from the face of the earth.
20.	WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN YOU ARE BORED?  I whine in a very high pitched whine until Mom pays attention to me.  Sometimes I have to let out a bark or two if she doesnâ€™t pay attention, but Iâ€™ve been told that the whine is usually annoying enough that sheâ€™ll snap too pretty quickly.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Snort.  Also Known as Funny.</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 24 Jan 2012 22:21:44 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom was watching TV and Pepper started barking.  She turned the remote  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom was watching TV and Pepper started barking.  She turned the remote at Pepper and ended up turning the volume down on her show.  Then she turned to the TV and looked at wondering why it had no volume anymore.

We'll let you all decide when she figured out what went wrong.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Gung Hay Fat Choy!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/761593</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 23 Jan 2012 22:14:03 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Gung Hay Fat Choy!!  Happy New Year in Chinese.  This is the year of th ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Gung Hay Fat Choy!!  Happy New Year in Chinese.  This is the year of the Dragon.  Which is to be a good prosperous year for us all.  We could certainly use one of those years for once.  

Mom says she's a Rooster, and has no idea what we are in Western or Eastern stuff.  She just knows she's got it easy peasy for the next 2 weeks at work because most of her international business will be on hold for celebrations.

We hope this year brings the Dragon luck of prosperity to all.  What the heck, sounds better than nothing at all. BOL.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Queen Rules the Snow!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/760371</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 16 Jan 2012 22:36:29 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Queen Misty here~

You know if I have to start our throwing out the Royal Queen titl ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Queen Misty here~

You know if I have to start our throwing out the Royal Queen title things need to be addressed.

First off - snow has fallen upon the Queendome.  Don't let my grouchy behavior lead you astray a good romp through snow is good for any pup.

While Cutter was timid in his foray into the whiteness of the covered yard, I bounded forward.  Pepper being a strapping gal and fond of the exuberance of the outdoors was there with me, paws to muzzles, as we Zoomied through snow.  Untouched by paws, claws, human feet and this is pristine territory we venture through.  

Cutter tried to cut me off at the pass to the deck and I gave him the Royal Hip Check Counter Maneuver. I think this version puts it in perspective to how it went down.  

"just a jump to the left.

And then a step to the right.

Put your Paws on your hips.

You bring your knees in tight.
But it's the pelvic thrust
That really drives you insane.
Let's do the time-warp (hip check) again.
Let's do the time-warp  (hip check) again."

Thank you 'Rocky Horror Picture Show' inspiration.  "Paws" and "hip check" my substitutions.

That's how it went down and why this Queen rules in the snow.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty ~ Queen of All I Survey~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Yikes, It's Been So Long Since....Happy New Year Everypup.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/759653</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 12 Jan 2012 21:30:04 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/759653</guid>
		<description>Hey Everypup ~Misty here~

I know, it's been a while since I've been on.  Those other creatures in ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey Everypup ~Misty here~

I know, it's been a while since I've been on.  Those other creatures in the house (Scooter excluded of course but barely) have been hogging the interweb access.  

Santa Paws season was pretty low key this year.  Mom's Mom and Step-hubby are something called retired (which is not what you do to tires when they wear out I have been told.  What, I thought they were being recycled).  They are wintering in Arizona as they travel and visit all the National Parks and National Monuments in the USA.  There are only 400+ and they just cleared the 100+ mark.  They have a blog and stuff, but it has no dogs in it so why bother sniffing around that area?  

What Mom?  Oh.  Ok.  Well in case anypup or anypup person wants to read blogs that do not involve dogs, go to here.
 http://2dodges2go.blogspot.com/

So Mom's Mom is all busy spending all the money (she should be saving up to buy us SNACKS) on a road trip for life.  Which could explain why I have not seen any packages addressed to Queen Misty of All I Survey and bulging with tasty SNACKS. 

The New Year arrived and typical for the neighborhood - we had local fireworks. Since we can also see the Seattle show and 3 other city shows around our area, we all go outside when it isn't raining and watch the pretty lights.  None of us are scared of loud booms because we have a gun range at the bottom of the big hill and sound does carry up.  

We woke up Mom early and she was very grouchy about her head so we all headed back to bed.  We slept a really long time.  Kind of like it was Scooter Time sleeping.  

The tree Mom brought into the house and decorated ended up bringing gnats into the house.  You should see Mom flail around in the kitchen trying to bat them out of her way and kill them without leaving smears on walls.  I'm pretty sure she bought paint for the ceilings and has been mumbling to herself.  Place smells like apple cider vinegar and I'm almost certain all that water she is boiling and pouring down the drains is some sort of ritual.  If you ask me it's not working since she is still bobbing and weaving and flailing her arms around at things that seem invisible to us.  Don't start me on the snapping the towel at the ceiling issue that has cropped up lately.  

*********BREAKING NEWS ALERT FROM SCOOTER PIE************

Scooter here just suggesting a visit to the V-E-T for Mom.  After all it seems Mom's answer to all odd activities dogs do involves a V-E-T visit. Scooter also strongly suggests a good Butt Squeeze, nail trim and a nice public weight exam to be charted and commented on for each visit.

*********CONCLUDES NEWS ALERT FROM SCOOTER PIE***********

Other than that we only have Chinese New Year to look forward to in a week or so.  

On a positive note, that dog that should not be here, Pepper has been rubbing around like a grizzly bear on their butt and moaning like a Augustus Gloop next to the chocolate waterfall.  I can only hope she has a Butt Squeeze in her future.  I can only hope......

Here's to a great new year Everypup.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Take it Back!!</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 5 Jan 2012 16:41:38 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Take it back Mom!  I do NOT snore!  After all I'm a lady and a Queen.   ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Take it back Mom!  I do NOT snore!  After all I'm a lady and a Queen.  

You on the other paw Mom, snore like a freight train!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Thumbs Would Come in Quite Handy Right About Now.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/757081</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 28 Dec 2011 16:43:32 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/757081</guid>
		<description>Hey Everypup ~Misty here~

I would have stopped her if I could work this mouse thing on the laptop ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey Everypup ~Misty here~

I would have stopped her if I could work this mouse thing on the laptop.  After all Santa Paws is here and gone so enough with the "in the spirit of things" hoo haw.  

Go ahead, take a look at the home page and tell me that background is not something that should grace a Queen's page.  Really, putting the servants offspring up for the New Year photo session is not what I consider ushering in the Baby New Year.

Thoughts?

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Twas the Night Before Christmas.  With creative license, by Queen Misty OAISurvey.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/752703</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 4 Dec 2011 13:55:16 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

During our march to Dogster HQ to deal with the local Huntsman's union  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

During our march to Dogster HQ to deal with the local Huntsman's union on strike causing the recent shortage of Meatzâ„¢ on the gift page, I may, or may not, have tippled the eggnog and brandy in the spirit of the cause.  Or something along those lines.

There were quite a few pupses from the march to HQ to discuss the lack of Meatzâ„¢ when I told this story.  I know my bark carries, but for those of you toward the back who were probably stopping to smell the "roses" (code for potty break) I barktated this to Mom and believe me when I was as upset as the next pup to wake up and realize there was still 3 weeks to go.

********************************************************
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through our house
Not a creature was scurrying, not even HEY IS THAT A SQUIRREL?
The stockings were hung by the food  bowls with care,
In hopes that Santa Paws  would get his a@@ there.

The doglets  were nestled all snug in Momâ€™s bed,
While visions of SNACKSâ„¢ danced in their heads.
And Mom in her sweatshirt, and baseball cap,
Had been settled on the couch for her afternoon nap.

When from the backyard  sounded a clatter,
We woke up Mom to have here see what was the matter.
Away to the window we followed and watched,
Looked out the curtains and we all sipped on scotch.

The moon on the back deck glistening off the rain
Giving reflection to things up by the roof drain.
When, what to our 8 dog eyes did appear,
But a helicopter up above, getting oh so near.

With a little old pilot, with powerful, striking jaws,
I knew right away it was Santa Paws.
Faster than Demon Flash Bandit they all came,
Santa Paws whistled, he shouted, he called them by name!

"Now Scooby! now, Pluto! now, Astro and Marmaduke!
On, Pongo! On, Goofy! On, Snoopy and Huckleberry Hound
head for the couch! to the top by the wall!
Now snooze away! Snooze away! Snooze away all!"

As dreams of tasty Meatzâ„¢ bones go past our eyes,
We continue to lick and lick the wonderful prize.
Up on the roof and next to the chimney flue,
With copter full of SNACKSâ„¢, and Santa Paws too.

And there is that tinkling I hear on the roof
The squatting and hiking up legs, hey what the woof.
As we threw back our heads ready to bay like a hound,
Here comes Santa Paws down the chimney with a bound.

He was dressed like a fool, but pulled it off like the Dude,
his clothes were kind of scruffy, but smelled of great food.
A bundle of SNACKSâ„¢  he had in his backpack,
he looked like a dog trainer, ready to walk the pack.

His eyes-how they knew! he knew who had pooâ€™d!
His nose wrinkled up, to which we claimed, â€œuntrueâ€!
He looked over his brow, and pointed toward his toe
We all looked at the cat, who meowed out a â€œYoâ€!

The bones he handed out that we gnawed with our teeth,
Were tasty and meaty, smelled of delicious tasty Meatzâ„¢.
We gave him beer and cookies to fill up his belly,
Scooter started laughing, they both shook like bowlfuls of jelly!

He was chubby and plump, like Scooter unconcerned with his health,
We laughed when we saw them, try to suck their guts in with stealth!
A wink of his eye he asked Scooter if he had a paw to lend,
Scooter sighed, said sure, got up and broke wind.

They giggled a bit, bent over the backpack,
And filled all the stockings to the brim with wonderful SNACKSâ„¢.
Then giving us all scritches on the nose,
We gave him a nod, up the chimney he rose!

He sprang to his copter, turned to the co-pilot,
Who had a tattoo on his arm of a little baby eaglet.
We heard over the whirring blades , as the lifted into flight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"
*****************************************************

Sniff at ya later ~Queen Misty of All I Survey"]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Spa Bed</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 30 Nov 2011 22:00:07 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/752150</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

The most wonderful thing has happened in this house.  Mom has a new spa ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

The most wonderful thing has happened in this house.  Mom has a new space heater she turns on when she's hanging out at the table puzzling or surfing the net.  I love to lay in front of it and warm up.  If I get too hot I can always just head to my dog bed by Mom's feet.  If I get super hot I head to my dog bed under the pinball machine.  Too hot there?  I'm off to Mom's bed.  

Right now I'm crashed by the heater and soaking it in through my ears.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Hoarding; or Just Planning for the Future?</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 24 Nov 2011 22:09:44 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I was not &quot;hoarding&quot; the turkey bone (with skin attached) on Mom's pill ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I was not "hoarding" the turkey bone (with skin attached) on Mom's pillow.  I am planning for the possibility I may have to wait another full year for turkeyfestexravaganzapalooza.  

Great, now I'm in trouble just for having the dang thing.  She just tossed it in the garbage after all.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

PS - that bone was tasty and greasy and Mom has to wash her favorite pillow case and change pillows out.  I gots good bone breath too.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>What is?</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 20 Nov 2011 15:38:41 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

What is good about a bath?  

NOTHING!!!!!!!!

Sniff at ya later, I ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

What is good about a bath?  

NOTHING!!!!!!!!

Sniff at ya later, I'm kind of pissed off right now ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Royal We is NOT Happy.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/748838</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 11 Nov 2011 21:40:00 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Queen Misty here~

We are not happy lately.  We would think We would have a say in h ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Queen Misty here~

We are not happy lately.  We would think We would have a say in how things are run in Her Royal Household.  We would insist on it being so.  We would be very disappointed if it was not so, would We not?  Of course We would.

We should not have to point this out. So, Sultan of All His Sister Isn't Looking At, Scooter, (and what a ridiculous title that is in One's opinion) will have to be sent back to finishing school.

Let's discuss the Royal Sleeping Arrangement.  Lately Mr. Cutter has been usurping Her Royal Bed Pillows.  No amount of growling moves that vagabond.  We are this close to banishing him from the continent.

Some other pup has been playing with The Royal Teddy Bear.  We know because We are here, and it is squeaking way over there.  There is dog slobber all over it, and only We can violate Teddy Bear that way.  This pup will be caught and sent to live with the 7 Dwarves.  If the Royal Huntsman doesn't do his job he is paid to do first.  

BOL - wouldn't that just cheer up the day, Mirror Mirror on the Wall, never mind, last time We asked you, you showed me an image of Oneself with bed head.  Not funny Mirror Mirror - Off with your, err, Handle(???).

The free flow food trough has not been as free flowing as We demands.  In fact when We do Demand a refill We are ignored, and lately told to "Stuff it".  That is no way to speak or treat Oneself.  At first We were told it was because of Scooter Squarepants, now We being told it's just to piss Oneself off!  Rude!

Ones constitutional morning and night must now be completed in the dark.  While this is nice to keep prying eyes away from Ones absolution it also hinders any good solitude outside.  This does not allow Oneself enough time to observe/critique the landscaping and gardening skills of the staff.  

The so called "work" Mom is doing is no longer to be allowed by Royal Decree.  We really don't believe that paper shuffling up on the table is any different than just sitting around on the couch.  We have sniffed those papers, and no rocket science going on there.  BOL.

We must now go retire in front of the space heater.

Sniff at ya later ~Queen Misty, of ALL She Surveys~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Some Things are too Horrible to Bark About.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/748496</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 9 Nov 2011 21:52:30 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This entry was taken over and posted by an evil person.  Read below.
 ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This entry was taken over and posted by an evil person.  Read below.

I got my dreadlocks removed AND a pedicure yesterday! yoo-hoo!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty

PS.  That person was Mom]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Ummmm, Photoshop Anypup?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/747367</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 3 Nov 2011 17:56:37 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Does anypup other than me look over there to the right at the Iams dog  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Does anypup other than me look over there to the right at the Iams dog bag and think - that Husky looks like it's had a touchup?

Just curious...

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>With You in Spirit at Work.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/744242</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 14 Oct 2011 17:27:47 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

BOL!!!  Excuse me if I am still BOLing and can't stop the tears from le ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

BOL!!!  Excuse me if I am still BOLing and can't stop the tears from leaking from my eyes.  When Mom came home and told me this, I almost had dog water shoot out of my nose.  I just want her to keep telling me this story all night long.

Mom says at her work they are implementing a new fancy computer system for the design department to help them make even better fancier clothes.  When she first told me she was on the committee to not only review, but help pick and then implement and procedures and the system I was all WTW?  Humans - really a fancy computer to design clothes???  Sure wouldn't see any dog thinking that was a necessity in life.  Not to mention Mom doesn't design the clothes - she just buys them, but that's yawnville so lets move on.

Earlier this week they were working through all kinds of boring stuff that involved industry buzz words, talk about product cycles and then I pretty much looked out the window hoping there would be an EVIL NEMESIS SQUIRREL running by so I had an excuse not to pay attention.  (Sadly not, but I faked hearing a car door slam - all was good).

I only really focused back in on the story when she said something about how she wanted the be known as QUEEN MISTY on the beta testing version.  Someone must have been listening to her, because when she went to go beta test she found out her name was QUEEN MISTY, and her password was QUEEN MISTY!!!

BOL BOL BOL BOL!!!  

The best part - she said they told her all of this with the entire group testing (some of which hadn't been there when she said it to begin with).  She turned as red as my Kong toy as she explained to her co-workers it was just a joke.  BOL, she then spent the rest of the day with her co-workers calling her QUEEN MISTY.

She finally gave up and left early, but knows it won't be forgotten.

Now doesn't that just make you BOL so hard you flop to your back and wiggle around while BOLing.  

Sniff at ya later ~The original QUEEN MISTY~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The A, B, C's.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/741914</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 1 Oct 2011 12:52:33 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom said she wasn't in the mood to clean the house, so I am barktating  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom said she wasn't in the mood to clean the house, so I am barktating this to her since I have her full attention.  She had to help me with some of these since she is the one with all the 4H and dog show experience.  BOL.  

A if for Affenpinscher, we know one who lives to the north.  Hi Jelly.

B is for Basset Hound, sadly Lucy the Dogster dog went to the rainbow bridge this week.  

C is for Cairn Terrier, Toto star of The Wizard of Oz if you ask my opinion.

D is for Dandie Dinmont Terrier, we love how the announcer for Westminster says it when they enter the ring.

E is for English Setter, the only time their tails stop wagging is when they are on point.

F is for French Bulldog, we have a pup pal in Minnesota named Georgie.

G is for German Shorthaired Pointer, the dog Mom almost got for a show dog, but ended up with a Boxer instead.  (to her defense it was a Jauquet Boxer from Rick Tomita and he breeds beautiful pups).

H is for Harrier, surprisingly not very hairy at all.

I is for Ibizan Hound, I think this could possibly be the esteemed Gahiji that Demon Flash Bandit is always writing about.  (Might have been a Pharaoh Hound, but we already have plans for P.  

J is for Japanese Chin, do you think it is hard to eat kibble when your chin hits the dish first?

K is for Keeshond, Mom says there was one in her 4H group.

L is for Lakeland Terrier, Bill Cosby breeds these characters.

M is for Mutt, the most popular breed in the world for good reasons.

N is for Neapolitan Mastiff, not to be confused with the ice cream.

O is for Otter Hound, do you think when they go in the water they swim on their backs?

P is for PAPILLON, I happen to be Queen of Papillonsylvania in case I haven't mentioned it before.

Q is for Queen Misty, I'm campaigning for this to be a national holiday.  Long live the Queen and all that.

R is for Rhodesian Ridgeback, there is a very tall one who lives to us.  His name is Booker.

S is for Saluki, the dog Mom's mom wanted her to get for 4H.

T is for Tibetan Terrier, a dog that lived at Mom's house when she was but a pup (Mom) and went on the dog show circuit for a summer.

U is for Unicorns and Rainbows, what Mom mutters under her breath every time we bark (she calls it her quiet spot). 
 
V is for Visla, I think they come from some place called Visaland, not Mastercardland.

W is for Wire Fox Terrier, Am. CA. CH. Keri-luv's Double Trouble was Mom's when she was growing up.  Being a typical Terrier, Mom and Trouble was never able to pass an obedience trial.  Something about a battle of wills between human and Terrier.

X is for Xolotizcuintli, thank dog that breed was recognized.  Now if they'd just find a Q, U and a Z dog to recognize.

Y is for Yorkshire Terrier, who even though small, will bite your leg off like a land shark if deserve it.

Z is for Zaidie, who throws the best end of summer Meatz (trademark thingy) pawty.  (PS, we'd have used you for W, but Mom insisted on the childhood dog).

BOL!  After all that, I need to take a little nap.  

Sniff at ya later ~Queen Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dog Beds, Not Just for Sleeping in.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/741548</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 29 Sep 2011 20:13:10 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Since I seem to have a theme for the week involving sleeping (could it  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Since I seem to have a theme for the week involving sleeping (could it be that it is fall?) I figured I continue along that vein.

We have the occasional dog bed strewn around the house.  I believe Mom thinks she will actually have more room in her "dog" bed, but that only happens when Pepper gets really hot.  So I thought I would share what else dog beds are good for.

1.  Eating your SNACKS on them is a wonderful idea.  The crumbs fall into the corners and you can then dig around later when you need to give Mom the pathetic I'm starving and need a SNACK bit.  Don't forget the pathetic whine and starving dog eyes.

2.  Sitting in the dog bed is much more comfy on the derriere than the plain ol' floor.

3.  I like to hide my SNACKS under the dog beds and then sit a little to the side and growl at anypup approaching it.  This works especially good when you use the one closest to the food dish.  BOL.

4.  Playing hide and seek with dog toys under the dog bed and then relocating the dog bed to other parts of the room while "finding" the toy you hid is always fun.

5.  The one in the corner - that one is good for pooping in and no pup can take the blame.  Hee hee.  

6.  Pepper's bed in the bedroom - I like to pee in that one when she has really made me mad.  I'll do it right in front of her too!  Grrrrrrrr Pepper, Grrrrrrr.

7.  Cutter barfs in Pepper's bed, so that is another use.

8.  The one under the kitchen table, that is the one I hang out in while I barktate what Mom needs to say in Dogster.

So there are some more uses for dog beds other than just sleeping in.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Sleeping Etiquette 101.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/741330</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 28 Sep 2011 20:01:05 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

It has come to my attention that perhaps Mom needs a refresher course o ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

It has come to my attention that perhaps Mom needs a refresher course on Sleeping Etiquette.  Do you know how it came to my attention?  Over the last couple nights I've been kicked, rolled over on and nasty words have been directed my way.

Here are some basic rules of dog sleeping etiquette that I think we can all mark as a base.

1.  Always take up as much of the pillow as you can.

2.  When taking up pillow, if you snore - nose first toward Mom.  If you toot or like to sprawl on your back - rear first toward Mom.  I personally are sprawl and snore (never toot), but choose to lean rear toward human.  After all, the fresh air is facing away from Mom.

3.  Growl if Mom rolls over on you or nudges trying to get more room from you.

4.  If you decide to move to another spot on the bed, never worry about walking right over Mom.  After all she needed to turn over anyways to make room for your new spot.

5.  When you take your midnight SNACK to bed, share the kibble leavings by making sure they are on the pillow.  Also make sure you make as much noise if you eat it in the middle of the night.  Crunch Crunch Crunch away.

6.  Even if you dreamed you heard a noise - BARK!  The rest will back you up.  Mom yelling SHUT UP probably deters any further cat burglars.  BOL.

7.  Always insist you need water from the other water dish not the one in the room.  You only want that when you are in the front room anyways.

8.  Stretch out if you need to, who cares if a foot whacks Mom in the face - after all she gives us the poke when she feels like it.

9.  If, such as Scooter, you need a lift up on the bed feel free to whine until Mom wakes up and helps you out.

10. Make sure to help "wake-i-tize" Mom by starting a good 2 hours before she really needs to wake up by insisting you need to go outside.  Stay out there long enough so she can't just "go back to sleep".  You know how she hates mornings, we're just trying to get her past that hump before she has to deal with actual people and not us dogs.  

Well that's enough etiquette for tonight.  I have to go mess up the bed in just the right way that it feels just right.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Sleeping Arrangements.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/740095</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 21 Sep 2011 22:54:07 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

(First off, that slender furless model over there to the right of the p ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

(First off, that slender furless model over there to the right of the page tonight posing as an ad, err, please cover up your bellah - after all we pups do)

**and now back to my rant**

Since I do have absolute supreme Queen Misty of All I Survey rule in the house 99% of the time, I do allow Mom to dictate what she calls the "bedroom", (known otherwise as my "domain").

Seems she thinks there is room for all of us if a certain one of us would stop grrring at every movement.  As I looked around the room and reveled in all eyes gazing upon my Queenly rule, I was apawled to hear BOL's and even Mom joined in.

Excuse me if you do not grasp my royal Grrrrs are all about putting the nighttime domain into proper rank.

First off - I get the pillow above everyone else.  Also the body pillow edge that is next to it so I can snuggle in and make sure I can sprawl out and sleep on my back.

Secondly - all other dogs must sleep way away from me and Mom.

Thirdly - except for Scooter - he can snuggle up next to us, but not too close.  

Lastly - Cutter can sleep at the foot of Mom's feet, and I will allow Pepper to snuggle up and crawl under the covers on Mom's side of the bed.  We all know she can only last a couple minutes before she explodes out from underneath overheated.  

I would like to point out that the above mentioned "Secondly", "Thirdly", and "Lastly" are all only allowed on the bed due to my generous reign as Queen Misty.

Oh, Mom, did you really need room up here?  I suppose you can have that spot right over there.  See you have your own pillow, well that part my nose isn't resting on.  

Move over?

Only because I didn't want to listen to you snore later Mom.

Sniff at ya later ~Queen Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Doth Myne Ears Hear - Fall Weather?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/739655</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 19 Sep 2011 20:52:11 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Finally we got some nice sunshine and weather.  A whole 2 weeks and the ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Finally we got some nice sunshine and weather.  A whole 2 weeks and then on Saturday we wake up and listen. Do you hear that?  Is that rain we hear?  Water dribbling off the roof?  

Sunday we wake up and what do we hear?  Sure enough lots of wind.  The deck had to be swept many times that day, but we still brought Mom some leaves in on our tail hairs.  We'd leave them strategically around the house for her to find when she walked through.  It's a really fun game we play.  Sometimes we just leave them in our fur until hours later and then make sure to take them to bed with us.

The sun was back today so who knows what tomorrow will bring.  That sunshine is pretty nice to sit in in the late afternoon.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Scooter's L.A.Z.Y. Sunday.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/738685</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 14 Sep 2011 20:07:16 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey Everypup ~Misty here~

See Scooter's entry for definition of LAZY .

Mind you this is not a  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey Everypup ~Misty here~

See Scooter's entry for definition of <a  class=bodyTextRev target=site href=http://www.dogster.com/617257/diary/Scooter_sultan_of_all_my_sister_isnt_looking_at/738683>LAZY</a> .

Mind you this is not a complete list as I was busy on yard patrol.  Making sure Pepper and Cutter didn't find my bone stash, keeping the household updated on what corner of the yard any suspicious noise was coming from.  Hanging out making sure Mom painted the deck the correct way and to stay on track with her painting job.  Dogster was her excuse all weekend long, and while I love Dogster as much as the next dog, sometimes housework must take priority.

So here starting at when I started paying attention at about 11:00 am PST for my brother Scooter.  Mind everyone else has been up since about 8:30 am PST.

11:30 - Wakes up and yawn.  Stretches.
11:35 - decides to go see what is going on outside because he seem to be the only dog left in bed.
11:36 - pees on morning wood tree.  
11:36 - pees on edge of lawn chair that Cutter peed on earlier.
11:40 - privacy please and send him a magazine to read.  Dog takes furEVAH.
11:43 - feeling much lighter Scooter goes on EVIL NEMESIS SQUIRREL PATROL.  
11:43 - barks at imaginary EVIL NEMESIS SQUIRREL up in tree, thus inciting mass neighborhood barkfest.
11:52 - has final say with a last yip inside the house to neighborhood dogs as we have all been banished into the house for barking.
12:05 - 12:32 - aerial treetop security patrol from back of couch for more flying tree rats.
12:40 - moves to Scooter chair and makes himself comfortable.  Flop onto back - sleeps.
1:30 - still sleeping.
2:30 - still sleeping.
2:45 - wakes up, yawns when Mom comes in through garage door.  Moves back to couch and makes bed out of pillows.  
2:46 - yawns again, licks lips twice.  Yawns, licks lips twice.
2:47 - falls asleep.
2:50 - snore.
3:30 - still napping.
4:30 - Rolls over to side and stretches.  Sighs.
4:31 - Stretches and yawns.
4:32 - Rolsl onto back and stretches out.  
4:33 - grrrs at Misty when she jumps up on the couch arm.  
4:45 - barks when the door to the garage opens from the wind, but do not bother to open my eye at all.  
5:30 - Jumps to back of couch to resume EVIL NEMESIS SQUIRREL PATROL.  
5:31 - ignores the invite to go outside from Mom.  
5:58 - Moves back to chair and barks at nothing.
6:22 - finally joins all of us outside because he needs to pee.  I didn't see him drink any water so I'm not sure where he got it at. 
6:23 - gets distracted sniffing for a pee spot by spotting an actual EVIL NEMESIS SQUIRREL and lights off like a howling banshee.  All dogs bring up the rear in support.
6:48 - plops down on grass belly side up and falls asleep.  Dreams about bacon, cheese, hamburgers, SNACKS and turkey.
7:15 - begs for Mom's food by sitting up and looking cute.  whines a bit in case she doesn't notice.
7:34 - jumps up on chair to watch the kitchen be cleaned up.
7:47 - begs for SNACK and gets one for all of us.
8:13 - eats food, drinks water.
8:22 - jumps on couch, falls asleep.
10:00 - bedtime - jumps off couch, walks down hall, gets picked up by Mom to bed and makes himself comfortable on his pillow.
10:00:36 - asleep.
10:05 - starts snoring.

That is a Sunday in Scooter's life.  <a  class=bodyTextRev target=site href=http://www.dogster.com/617257/diary/Scooter_sultan_of_all_my_sister_isnt_looking_at/738683>L.A.Z.Y.</a>.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dogster Ads</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/736440</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 2 Sep 2011 17:29:37 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I see every once in a while they have an ad on the page for ebay.  Shou ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I see every once in a while they have an ad on the page for ebay.  Shouldn't it really be ebark?

Just curious!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I'm Gonna Hurl</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/735796</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 30 Aug 2011 17:54:54 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I feel it right at the back of my throat - urka gurkas forming.  

To ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I feel it right at the back of my throat - urka gurkas forming.  

Today Scooter was DDP and he's over there sitting on the chair looking like he actually deserves that honor.

Bring me a bucket!!  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Observation.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/735094</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 27 Aug 2011 12:12:17 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Just a silly observation we say today.  Except 1 dog at the top, all th ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Just a silly observation we say today.  Except 1 dog at the top, all the dogster diary picks of the day all have pointy ears.  

Not that there is anything wrong with that, we just noticed the similarities.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Scroll Down for Flea Fix</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/734594</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 24 Aug 2011 22:51:23 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Dogster / SAY MEDIA should perhaps scroll down on their own website and ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Dogster / SAY MEDIA should perhaps scroll down on their own website and visit the ad they have for flea and tick control.

Just barkin the honest answers.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Who Are You, and Where Did you Put my Dogster?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/732812</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 15 Aug 2011 21:37:09 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Did anyone else experience the alien take over of Dogster?  Tonight Sco ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Did anyone else experience the alien take over of Dogster?  Tonight Scooter was barktating to Mom and posted an entry and it might as well have been Bark and Sleep it repeated itself a gazillion times.  

Then it started spelling stuff wrong and repeating itself again.  

Then the Dachshund Dogster popped up and told us it was working on things.  Really, you send a Hound when you should have sent a Working dog?  Unless they have horrible inteweb varmints and they are using the Dachshund down the interweb lines to sniff things out.  

Might be a good plan Dogster, might be a good plan.

I'd suggest you include all the other breeds as well in your interweb de-varmintifiying.  (yes that is a word)  

Toy breeds would be useful in the dart and dash low to the ground.  These little cuties look innocent, but have the bark of annoyance and hearts and courage of a BIG dog.

Hound breeds to sniff out the interweb varmints and give chase over hill and dale.

Herding breeds to make sure the interweb varmints once discovered will be contained and controlled.

Working breeds to maintain vigilance and protection against outside interweb varmint attacks.  Courage and family loyalty is a must.

Terrier breeds to worry those interweb varmints once cornered and go in for the kill.  

Sporting breeds to be point dog for social events and put on a good poker face when dealing with interweb varmints.  

Miscellaneous breeds to pull us all together and remind us we are all just dogs fighting interweb varmints.

Lastly, our largest group of dogs, the Mutt breeds.  A most honorable breed as they often carry a combination of a few of the above groups with pride and character. Willing to do all of the above in one willing Mutt package. 

So Dogster - we dogs of all breeds, nationalities and good character are here to help you with your interweb varmints.  Just to keep the Dogster aliens from eating our diaries!

Sniff at ya later ~Queen Misty, A Toy With a lot of Bark~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Sometimes I go Vegetarian.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/731946</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 11 Aug 2011 18:36:35 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Sometimes when my tummy is upset I go vegetarian.  I like to go stand o ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Sometimes when my tummy is upset I go vegetarian.  I like to go stand out in the middle of the daylilies and eat the grass that grows with them.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Lawn Smells.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/730180</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 28 Jul 2011 18:17:50 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I'll tell you there are some very good smells out in the yard that have ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I'll tell you there are some very good smells out in the yard that have captured the attention of at least 3 sniffers in this house.  Scooter's too lazy to sniff for anything but a place to pee and, ermm well that stuff mom has to walk around and pick up.

These smells are amazing and there are at least 3 good spots to stick your nose down into the grass and sniiiiiiiiiiifffffffffff.  So good in fact 2 of us sniffers plop down and give a good roll back and forth, twisting and rubbing into that smell to bring back into the house with us.

Mom's looked and looked and says she doesn't see a thing that would make her want to take a closer smell let alone plop down and do the hokey pokey with the smell.  

To each their own I say.  After all none of us pups understand the need to stand under the water spitty thing every morning, or the luxury of sitting around in a tub of water.  I'm fairly certain those 2 together constitute what the humans call "waterboarding".  

Going back out to sniff at the grass now ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>This Just In.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/729316</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 21 Jul 2011 18:53:10 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This just in......drum stick please, errr drum roll please....

Seatt ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This just in......drum stick please, errr drum roll please....

Seattle has had exactly 78 minutes of summer so far this year.  Summer being temperature over 80 panting hot degrees.

A month into summer and that's all we have to bark about.  If we keep this trend up, we'll have less than 4 hours of summer.  That's probably like a month in dog years, and I think I'm good with that.  BOL.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Wish Come True.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/728411</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 13 Jul 2011 21:25:39 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

OMD!  Mom came home tonight and told me some great news.  It seems all  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

OMD!  Mom came home tonight and told me some great news.  It seems all us dogs have dogma out there and have made the unbirthday dream come true.

Mom says she was bombing down the freeway in glee that traffic was perfect on the way home.  Then on of the EVIL NEMESIS CROWS swooped and then decided not to and WHAM!!!  Into the windsheild of the baby car.  CRACK!!!

She even brought in EVIL NEMESIS CROW feathers for us to sniff after she peeled them off the wipers.  

How's that for a perfect evening!

Sniff at ya later (I'm busy with feathers) ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Can We Talk Birds?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/728309</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 12 Jul 2011 20:42:08 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I know it has been a while since my paws have been barktating to Mom on ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I know it has been a while since my paws have been barktating to Mom on the computer.  What can I say?  Mom's hold all the power with electronics and unfortunately SNACKS as well.  Obviously the later is the most unfair we pups will be petitioning about.

Anyhoodle the real reason I am her yapping is to talk about Birds.  We have now listed them as EVIL NEMESIS CROWS.  

It all started in May when Mom was out in the yard and kept seeing this really weird looking bird out in the yard.  Of course we were all interested in it, but all we saw were a couple looks.  What can we say?  May was a rainy month here in Seattle, errr, well so far this year they have all been rainy months.  Grrrrrr!!!

Then the second day Mom saw the weird bird was the same day Mr. Cutter and Pepper saw it on the ground up at the top of the yard.  

BARK 911!!  BARK 911!!  BARK 911!!

That's how the call came out across the neighborhood and how Scooter and I responded.  

Next thing we heard was.

KAAWWWWWW!!!!!  KAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!  KAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!

Then Mom got a good look at the weird looking bird as it flapped it's wings and tried to fly.  At first she thought it was sick and dying so she yelled at us to get away in case any of us picked it up.

We had to watch from the house after being herded there by Mom.  She went out and tried to get a closer look at the sick bird.  

Then she found out it was a baby EVIL NEMESIS CROW.  It was still trying to learn to fly, and not having a very good time of it.  

When Mom got too close to baby EVIL NEMESIS CROW, all of a sudden she heard.

KAAWWWWWW!!!!!  KAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!  KAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!
KAAWWWWWW!!!!!  KAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!  KAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!
KAAWWWWWW!!!!!  KAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!  KAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!
KAAWWWWWW!!!!!  KAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!  KAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!

Surround sound stereo of a MURDER of EVIL NEMESIS CROWS (see why they are called EVIL) up in the trees and swooping down protecting baby EVIL NEMESIS CROW.  

Mom had to make a run for it to the house and we were BARKING ANNOYED!!!  

Can I bark that out again?  BARKING ANNOYED!!!

So for the next week it was a duck and cover run if we went outside.  That MURDER of EVIL NEMESIS CROWS would start KAWWING at us if we got anywhere close to the bird that could not fly yet.  We'd be okay for about 30 seconds (try finding a good sniffing spot for dooty duty and not be ANNOYED) and then the swooping and fly by's would start.  

First it would be just one.  Then 2 would do a high fly by.  Even if Mom was out there it didn't help at all (especially when she turned tail and ran).  Skardy furless one.

Baby EVIL NEMESIS CROW finally learned to fly after many attempts floating down from the top part of the yard.  He's grown into full EVIL.

The worst part is that the whole MURDER of EVIL NEMESIS CROWS now flits around the neighborhood KAAAAWWWING at the world.  I don't think they will ever leave.  

So if any bird dog out there wants to come hang out and help us with a little feathered varmint in the sky problem - we might be able to work out a little kibble / dog bone deal.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Bragging Rights.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/725372</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 14 Jun 2011 21:27:44 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Since Mom is out of town on &quot;vacation&quot;, I've got some time on my paws.  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Since Mom is out of town on "vacation", I've got some time on my paws.  So I did notice I have 1,047 dog pals and Scooter has exactly 5 less than I do.

How's that for pawsome!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A Secret Days.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/725343</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 14 Jun 2011 17:05:53 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Saturday was Mom's birthday - Happy belated birthday Mom!

The next d ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Saturday was Mom's birthday - Happy belated birthday Mom!

The next day was one of her best friends birthday.  Happy birthday Adam!

That same day was another good friends birthday as well.  Happy Birthday MsK!

The next day was her brothers birthday.  Happy birthday Jeff.

It's almost sad there is no birthday to bark about today.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Gated Community.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/723300</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 26 May 2011 19:21:39 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

It has come to my attention that at a certain part of the year I find m ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

It has come to my attention that at a certain part of the year I find myself all of a sudden living in a gated community.  From fall until sometime mysterious time in spring we have full run of the yard.  Well except next to the mean neighbor dog that Cutter insist on trying to pick a fight with.  For that we have an extra fence barrier all the way along the fence line, but it's only wire so we can all still see through it to mean neighbor dog.  

We go from lolly gagging around the yard and garden, sniffing, walking, peeing anywhere it is dry enough not to have soggy paws or britches to living in the gated community.  Over the weekend go up all the gates and fences keeping us dogs out from all the new stuff growing out of the ground.  This is the stuff we have been waiting for, something new to sniff.  

Unless you are sneaky and get around the fences or just wander through the upper garden you are left just gazing at the new possible sniffs. 

Sticks are stuck in the ground to stake up flowers which really is just a visual torture for the 2 boys in the house.  There it is, on the other side of the fence ready to be peed on.  Something new, vertical sticking out of the ground.

Day lilies that just beg to be walked through, laid in for coolness and hiding.  Lily of the valley that tickles your belly when you walk through it.  

All that, denied by the new gated community I am living in for the rest of the summer.  

Life is short, so we want to stop and sniff the flowers.  Come on Mom - open up the gated community and let us have some fun too.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Grand Canyon.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/723210</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 25 May 2011 22:54:37 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have been watching and reading.  There seems to be an odd trend of vi ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have been watching and reading.  There seems to be an odd trend of visits to something called the Grand Canyon.  All of us pups (except for a few favored few - we will not be jealous, errr mention you) are to be left behind.  On this so called Grand Canyon adventure. 

Mom has been looking at stuff I cannot look at, but have heard conversations.  Spas.  Tubing down a river.  Grand Canyon.  Birthdays.  Martinis.  Steak. 

I for one refuse to believe anything can be called a Grand Canyon until I have been there myself to deem it so.  I mean let me see how grand it really is before it gets such a lofty title.

Are you pups with me on this?

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

PS.  If I had blessed it by Royal decree it would have been the Grande Canyon and perhaps I would have barked it as Grandee Kannen.  BOL.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Did I Read That Right?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/720551</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 30 Apr 2011 16:09:00 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Ok, it's been a while since Mom has added photos of us because you've a ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Ok, it's been a while since Mom has added photos of us because you've already seen us sleeping on every piece of furniture in the house.  BOL.  But when the sunshine comes out and we aren't in too much trouble for barking a the outside noises, protecting our yard from the EVIL NEMESIS SQUIRRELS, and recently added - Big Black Crows, Mom will take pictures of us doing dog stuff.  Like me - just chillin in the middle of her daylilys that are just starting to grow.  Did you all see that pic?

What Mom did not see is that now you get 200 photos for each dog for the membership she has us enrolled in.  She'd better get to snapping out some more pictures of dogs, less of flowers and the stupid puzzle she is doing.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Road Work.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/719426</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 20 Apr 2011 19:54:47 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

There has been a lot of stuff going on out on the front street the last ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

There has been a lot of stuff going on out on the front street the last couple days.  We have all been on full alert bark mode at all noises.  This makes for a very long day.  Pepper is supervising this whole security alert detail by manning the front window and barking out the "all paws to the front window" announcement.

Phew - this makes for a very long day since this stuff is happening right out in front of the house.  All those workers dressed up in their bright yellow rain gear or their construction orange tshirts, yelling and walking around on our property, Pepper feels the need to drill us all day long on security detail readiness.  If she was a boy, she'd have cried her last "wolf" at about yesterday.  Instead she is the annoying college coach with the too loud whistle blaring into your nap time.

The first day they made a bunch of beeping noises and big trucks were rumbling in their deep voices, smaller boss type trucks were parking a bit down the road.  We made sure to tell Mom what was going on while she was straightening her hair (waste of time IMHO - BOL) and putting on all her WORK smell stuff.  This is a much more serious smell than lounging around in bed late smell.

Mom left for work and we got to bark our observations on the moving around of big beeping, low throated trucks moving from the front of the driveway so Mom and the little car could head to WORK.  Later she told us she was laughing that the boss guy was helping direct her out of her own driveway she backs out of all the time.  Thanks boss guy, thanks.

The next day Mom had to maneuver around the 3 types of garbage / recycle / yard waste containers blocking half the driveway, the machines not quite blocking the driveway, and the new orange cones they had set up in a sort of mouse maze pattern.  Mom did this exceptionally well from our vantage point and without any help from any boss guy.  Sure, sure, she did a 3 point turn because she didn't back up far enough to begin with, but the little car turns very, very well.

There were big sewer sucking machines, there were big bulldozing machines they rumbled up the hill every morning to lift the big plate off the ground covering the hole, there were big yellow digging machines that did some good damage once the machine that made so much noise a dog couldn't hear the next dog over bark (Mom says it was a jackhammer), and then at the end there was a machine that had huge wheels that just rolled back and forth over the dark part of the road they just put down.

Scooter and I went out on a WALK and saw all the arrows and spray painted lines on the road and parts of our yard.  Scooter did a good job peeing on all the little orange flags saying "buried cable line", "power", "don't pee here" - ha ha, just kidding on the last one.

So that's what we've been up to so far this week.  I'm looking forward to sleeping all day tomorrow.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>POTP for Muffin</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/718864</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 15 Apr 2011 20:52:58 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/718864</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~ Misty here ~

Muffin needs some POTP.  She's had a rough time and now has a new cha ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~ Misty here ~

<a  class=bodyTextRev target=site href=http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1172297>Muffin</a> needs some POTP.  She's had a rough time and now has a new challenge.  Hopefully all will be better with the new medication, and I certainly remember the few months after I had bladder surgery and Mom took me back thinking the V-E-T missed something, but they were just stitches.  I didn't get a bladder infection afterwards to make things more of a challenge.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dogster Diary Pick.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/718732</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 14 Apr 2011 20:47:17 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/718732</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Did anypup catch that yesterday I was a DDP?  I barely saw it because M ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Did anypup catch that yesterday I was a DDP?  I barely saw it because Mom says "Work" has been sucking up all her time.  

Thank you Dogster for acknowledging that the new language should be DOG.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I Started out With one Topic, but my Eyes Looked to the Right.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/718281</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 10 Apr 2011 17:55:03 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/718281</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I was going to complain about having to take the dreaded BATH, but just ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I was going to complain about having to take the dreaded BATH, but just as I was getting up a good head of steam...my eyes drifted right.

Right over to that Border Collie with the bubble over his head that says, and I WILL quote, "learn to speak dog".

After a double paw eye rub and another gander - yep still there.  

I, and get this...BOL...with a snort.

Need to learn to speak dog???

WTW?

By Royal Decree, I Demand it be Changed to:

LEARN to speak dog - or off with your head.

Plain and simple I must say.

~Queen Misty]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>BARK!!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/717476</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 3 Apr 2011 14:23:46 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Got the last word in Mom!!!

Gotta run - anyone curious should see previous entry.

~Mis akkkk g ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Got the last word in Mom!!!

Gotta run - anyone curious should see previous entry.

~Mis akkkk gotta run.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Well, What Else is There to do?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/717473</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 3 Apr 2011 13:56:27 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Here's how my day is going so far.

BARK*BARK*BARK*BARK*BARK*BARK*BAR ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Here's how my day is going so far.

BARK*BARK*BARK*BARK*BARK*BARK*BARK*bark*wuff*BARK

Geez, fine I'll find something else to do.

SQUEAK!SQUEAK!SQUEAK!!!SQUEAKSQUEAKSQUEAKSQUEAK!!!SQUEAK!SQUEAK!SQUEAK!!!
Squeak!....
squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaakkkkkkk.

Geez, ok I'll stop.

whine.whine.whiiiiiiiiiiine............whine.....whIIIIIIIIIIIIne.whine.whine.....whiiiii

Geez, it's not that annoying.

CRUNCH-CRU-CRU-CRUNCH.  CRUNCH.  CRU-CRU-CRUNNNCCCHHH.  CRUNCH.  CRUNCH.  CRUNCH.  CrunCH...CRUnch...CRUNCH...cru-cru-cru-cruNNNNNNNCCCCHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

Geez, all right.

Well, really, what else is there to do right now?

Sniff at ya later (if I'm even allowed to do that) ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Holy Schmoly...</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/716362</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 25 Mar 2011 22:04:57 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hellllllllllloooooooooo

These things work...........look at me turn around in my bed and zzzzzzzz ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hellllllllllloooooooooo

These things work...........look at me turn around in my bed and zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz whutt??

Ok thanks I'll wipe the drool off tomorrow.

KerSnocked!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Disc Problem?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/716332</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 25 Mar 2011 17:48:55 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have to get this out before these meds kick in.  I starting to feel t ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have to get this out before these meds kick in.  I starting to feel the room spins so here it is.

Mom took me to the V-E-T today.  He looked right at me and said "It's always interesting to find out what is going on with you isn't it.  Can't you just tell me what is going on?".

Dude, that's why you are paid the big bucks.

He stretched me out, twisted me, squished down on my back, shoved his finger in my mouth to have a look down to I think my tail, felt my neck and throat, made me squish down, felt under my belly and my girly bits, shoved that thing up my bum and then wrote stuff down, and even worse I was weighed.

Seriously?  A full pound and a half since September and the <a  class=bodyTextRev target=site href=http:///www.dogster.com/diary/diary_entry.php?pet_id=617279&entry_id=691359&purp=mod>Bot Fly</a>.  OMD, good thing it is Spring.  We'll have to start barking louder for some exercise.  

Seems I have a possible inflammation of a disc.  I could have gone behind the walls to be X-rayed but Mom said lets go with some meds first.  The V-E-T said that was a good idea since I'm not having bladder oopsies, just not active or willing to jump up.  

Then the big dig - said it might be because I gained so much weight.  This from Mr. Rollie-Pollie - oh, did that come out?  Meds - they get you every time.

I'm not sure the diet is starting off too well.  The V-E-T sent Mom home with some beef flavored whammy snocker me out pills.  mmmmmm  beeef *snore*]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I See What You are Doing.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/716098</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 23 Mar 2011 21:42:19 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I am not dead yet. Yet.  I still have the blahs.  V-E-T is on Friday, i ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I am not dead yet. Yet.  I still have the blahs.  V-E-T is on Friday, if I live that long.

I have seen Mom sneaking those things she takes when she might disappear for a couple days or, aghast, a week or more on what she calls "work".  She says she will be back the same day, just a lot later than normal.  I'm not sure I believe it.  I've seen the human hair torture brush go in the small bag, that scrubby toothbrush headed that way, that blue book she calls a "passport", and other giveaways.

How can she do this while I am about ready to die???  I've told you that already right?

Still, I see Mom sneaking stuff into that bag she sneaks off with and smells really weird when she comes back.  

She isn't fooling me, no matter if I'm over here stewing in the corner in my brand new comfy air cushioned supported bed!

The new bed, I like.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

*Mom note* If she's well enough to eat a SNACK and want more and the vet knows about her history and how active she is still, we are fine for a Friday visit.  Plus I get an excuse to leave early.  LOL.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I'll Just Sleep Here a Little Longer.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/715860</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 22 Mar 2011 00:17:53 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
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		<description>hey everypup ~Misty here~

i do not feel good
cannot even use proper words
just want to lay next ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ hey everypup ~Misty here~

i do not feel good
cannot even use proper words
just want to lay next to mom
even said it was ok to call vet
agreed to take medicine
ate some food
drank water
back to bed

i sneezed and my nose hit floor
allergic to pepper power
she must go
please save me
anypup want her
she's free no matter if mom says she stays
grrrrrr

SNACKS?????  Why yes of course!  Mind bringing them over here?  Too weak to move you know....

visited the privy
must sleep now

~Misty~ Queen o..............zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>It's Like I Don't Even Make the Rules Around Here Anymore.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/715243</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 16 Mar 2011 19:13:15 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/715243</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

What is the dog world coming to?  All I'm told is &quot;NO&quot; all the time.  L ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

What is the dog world coming to?  All I'm told is "NO" all the time.  Like I don't make the rules in this house anymore or something.

Started off with: NO Paws!  I was just trying to get Mom's attention from the couch and hit her in the head a couple times.

Then it was:  NO Kisses!  I was just saying sorry for the paw action.

Next thing it is:  NO Barking!  I didn't start it, why single me out?

Followed up with: NO Whining!  But I want a SNACK.

It digressed from there with things like; stop squeaking Teddy Bear, stop growling, just eat the food in the bowl, and even worse things probably better not mentioned here.  A Queen does have to keep her dignity.

I've even been banned from the bedroom with the door being shut tonight.  Mom says it's just in case I get in a snit again.  I think she's the one in a snit, having a snit, in the middle of a snit, well whatever it is, she should point the paw somewhere else.  

I'm going to continue ruling this household as I see fit. 

Sniff at ya later ~Queen Misty of all I Survey~
*which admittedly seems to be shrinking, but if I will still rule.  even if I need a magnifying glass, or until it catches on fire while I'm surveying*]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Restriction</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/714347</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 10 Mar 2011 15:24:53 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/714347</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

It all started last night as I was out for my evening constitution.  I  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

It all started last night as I was out for my evening constitution.  I was hunkered over for a while working and working.  When I headed toward the door, Mom said I had that â€œwalkâ€ and knew what that meant.  As soon as I got in the house she said to me â€œI see an issue with some dogs buttâ€, picked me up and the next thing I know Iâ€™m in the kitchen sink getting water shot up my butt and the comb out pulling on tangled hair.  

Letâ€™s just say it was a bit of a mess back there and needed a full work over.  

Then the towel came out and scrubbed my rear parts dry.

I was pissed!  So pissed in fact when I headed right to Momâ€™s bed after that was all done and peed right there on her side where sheâ€™d see it as soon as she was getting ready for bed.

I think she was more mad about that than I was about being hosed off.  Now Iâ€™m on restriction she says.  Well I donâ€™t take kindly to rules of any sort.  So I am now on a bed strike.  I spent the whole night on the floor in Pepperâ€™s dog bed (that should show the level of my anger).  No matter how many times Mom told me I could get back up on the bed, I didnâ€™t.  I even topped the whole thing off with trembling and shaking every time she looked at me.  

In hindsight (ha â€“ get it) I probably shouldnâ€™t have peed on her bed.  

But Mom shouldnâ€™t have said so many mean things like:
â€œBad Mistyâ€
â€œI canâ€™t believe you did this Mistyâ€
â€œBad â€“ BAAAAD Mistyâ€

Mom hurt my one and only feeling and I need to nurse it back to health.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>@##**&amp;&amp;!!!!KONG!!!!!!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/713506</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 2 Mar 2011 22:48:08 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/713506</guid>
		<description>!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
pantpantpantpantpantpantpantpantpantpantpantpantpantpantpant

GIVE ME SNACKY GOODNESS RIGHT NOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

Dogdarn thing!

Need water.

And guess what. Nobody gets food or water until I move from my guard position.  If the Queen is annoyed she will make the common dogs suffer as well.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

PS.  I'm annoyed with you Kong, but you are like hangnail I cannot stop playing with.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Like Piglet's Ears in the Wind.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/713477</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 2 Mar 2011 19:11:56 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Dang it is windy outside.  I was standing on the deck and my ears were  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Dang it is windy outside.  I was standing on the deck and my ears were streaming back just like Piglet's ears on that blustery day in Winnie the Pooh.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Soggy Paws and Wet Ears.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/713393</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 2 Mar 2011 00:21:21 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/713393</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Hee hee, here is what we have guaranteed by the weather humans tomorrow ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Hee hee, here is what we have guaranteed by the weather humans tomorrow.  

"The chance of rain sits at 100 percent Wednesday"

Guess after last weeks snow mess forecast they did for Seattle that about covers it all for sure.

"Thursday's chance of rain is 70 percent."

This for Seattle means Thursday will be 90% and Saturday will be 70% turning into 95% when Friday gets here.

Soggy paws and wet ears is the reality Pacific NW pups.

Glad I will be sleeping at home and not dealing with that "work" stuff.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Beauregard the Miata.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/713390</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 1 Mar 2011 23:00:27 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/713390</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

So beyond the fact that the baby car was abandoned at the bottom of the ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

So beyond the fact that the baby car was abandoned at the bottom of the hill after the silly snow, the clutch went out.

I got to go on the ride tonight to go pick up Mom's car and I must say those nice guys took care of Mom's car.  After we strapped in and Mom stopped off to fill up the tank ($3.89 USD gallon - that is a lot of Greenies I saw in my mind), we were off.  Dang, you'd think she was a racecar driver or something.   

In fact I heard a giggle and I don't think it had anything to do with me being cute.

We zipped up the hill and she said Beauregard was healthy again.  I'm sure she giggled again, but I was hanging on by my toenails because she took the twisty windy road up and you have to lean this way and that way then this way then that way then this way and then, well I can't see out the window so it's a lot of this's and thats's.  

I am happy to have Beauregard the Miata back in the garage, means I know car sound when Mom comes home.  

Garage kitteh happy to have warm engine heat as well.  Even though garage kitteh has plush condo with heated bed out there. Don't feel sorry for garage kitteh.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>What is Your Emergency?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/712946</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 25 Feb 2011 22:42:25 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/712946</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This is how it happened tonight as I explained it to Mom tonight.

Qu ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This is how it happened tonight as I explained it to Mom tonight.

Queen Misty: Bark 911
Mom: Yes, what is your emergency?

QM: Teddy Bear has no guts anymore.
M: That is quite a mess Cutter made.

QM:  Teddy Bear needs to be saved.
M:  Well I can stuff it back inside, but I'm not a surgeon.

QM:  Save Teddy Bear NOW.
M:  I stuffed everything back inside.  Here.

QM:  Gutted again.  Save Teddy Bear now.

M:  Are you nuts, the only sewing stuff I have is about 20 years old.
QM:  Save Teddy Bear now.
M:  Tomorrow.
QM:  Save Teddy Bear now.
M:  #@!**$%

QM:  I thought you would see it my way.
QM:  Waiting.
QM:  Hurry up already.

M:  Here, I hope you appreciate I stabbed myself 3 times sewing this thing up for you.

QM:  Can I have a SNACK too?
M:  GRRRRooooooWWWWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLLLL
QM:  Well don't quit your day job because you will never make it as a seamstress.

QM:  Hey, Teddy Bear works again.  SQUEAKSQUEAKSQUEAKSQUEAKSQUEAKSQUEAKSQUEAKSQUEAKSQUEAKSQUEAKSQUEAK.
Mom:  I think I will take a BATH just to get away from this for the evening.  LOL.
QM:  Can I go outside now?

I'm not sure how being "grounded" really works when I'd rather be in the house with Mom anyways.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Abandoned.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/712812</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 24 Feb 2011 18:16:52 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/712812</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

OMD!  Mom came walking in the house through the front door tonight inst ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

OMD!  Mom came walking in the house through the front door tonight instead of the garage.  She was covered in snow and stomping her feet blowing on her hands.  Her nose was all drippy and kind of bright red.

She had to leave her baby car at the bottom of the big hill because of the snow and black ice.  Then she had to walk all the way home in the snow up that big hill, then up our big hill on top of that one.

I guess we won't be too upset that she was a little late tonight.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>When You Say No, I Say Grrrrr.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/712727</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 23 Feb 2011 22:12:45 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/712727</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Do you ever hang out under the SNACK cupboard and do your best whine fo ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Do you ever hang out under the SNACK cupboard and do your best whine for more?

When you are told NO, do you ever growl right back?

I call it negotiation.  Mom calls it annoying.

I will maintain I am in the right on this topic.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I, Misty,BOL'd Over This!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/712584</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 22 Feb 2011 19:47:29 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/712584</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I must share this diary entry from a pup pal we have.  I love the youth ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I must share this diary entry from a pup pal we have.  I love the youth of young pups.  Who else would think rabies were baby...<a  class=bodyTextRev target=site href=http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1167985/diary/Mannys_musings/712563>go here</a>

Very brave puppy for sure.  Let's just keep it to ourselves what "fixed" is.  BOL.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Patience.  I Have NONE.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/712564</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 22 Feb 2011 17:53:14 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/712564</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

GIVE ME KONG NOW!!!  I need that peanutbuttery goodness!

Give me Kon ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

GIVE ME KONG NOW!!!  I need that peanutbuttery goodness!

Give me Kong First!!

I'll be pissed off in 5 minutes at this damn thing, but give me Kong NOW!!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>We Broke out the Crayola's and Colored Mom Crimson.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/712469</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 21 Feb 2011 22:28:13 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/712469</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

BOL.  Did you know Mom brought us home pupcakes for our birthday a full ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

BOL.  Did you know Mom brought us home pupcakes for our birthday a full day early and didn't even know until this morning at work.  

Obviously we did not point out the error in her mathematical skills when they are to our advantage.  After all, we are now older than Mom!!  

How much does that add to the Reigning Royal Queen factor?

Well I'm off to my new fascination. Commanding!  I Command you to play with me.  I Command fresh water.  I Command a SNACK.  Now I Command another SNACK.  I Command nobody looks at me when I am eating.  

Command at you later ~Queen Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Mom's.  Not as Smart as They Used to Make Them.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/712329</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 20 Feb 2011 21:47:37 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/712329</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have no clue why, but Mom took her own BATH tonight and stayed in the ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have no clue why, but Mom took her own BATH tonight and stayed in there for a lifetime!  We'd have thought she had drowned, but she kept saying how wonderful it felt and wished she had somebody scrubbing her down for free.  

Clearly somebody needs something a little more than Quiet Time if you know what I mean.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>By Royal Command.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/712313</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 20 Feb 2011 19:34:32 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/712313</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I am off to Google &quot;Lord Chamberlain&quot; and then demand to know why I do  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I am off to Google "Lord Chamberlain" and then demand to know why I do not have one.  Unless it means Mom, or SNACK, or outside, or Squirrel or something like that.

"The Lord Chamberlain is commanded by the Queen to invite Queen Misty of All She Surveys to the Marriage of His Royal Highness Prince William of Wales, K.G. with Miss Catherine Middleton at Westminster Abbey on Friday, 29th April, 2011 at 11.00 a.m."

29th, April, I'll have to check my schedule.  They really didn't give me much notice did they?

Sniff at ya later ~Q.M.~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Happy Birthday Scooter!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/712076</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 18 Feb 2011 20:21:46 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/712076</guid>
		<description>Dear Scooter,

Happy Birthday to you and I.  We are now 6 years old, and are now OLDER than Mom in ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Scooter,

Happy Birthday to you and I.  We are now 6 years old, and are now OLDER than Mom in dog years.  I say we now make the rules in the house.

Do you remember the day we left our other siblings (may they have as wonderful of a life as we do) and headed home in that crate?  Both of us barfing and foaming at the mouth the entire 20 minute drive?  It took us our first trip to Montana to get used to CAR RIDES and not get that swoony, unfocused gaze, slobber snout and rare vomit.  

Puppyhood was fun with Lucy kitty just a year older than us.  Then that guy we barely remember that you call "Dad" decided he didn't want you or us anymore. So we moved back to our house and haven't really missed him as much as you did Mom.  You were always the one that made sure we had food, potty time, playtime and structure when we were young.  No slacking with puppies you always said.  

Thank you for always sticking up for me at the dog park when the big dogs (no matter what sex) decide to take a sniff of my hind end lifting me off my back legs.  You always step in and make sure to distract those big dogs or come to my defense.  A true prince for sure.

That being said, I am still the Queen around here and will always rule the house and yard.  

So Happy Birthday ScooterPie.  Now lets go and eat those pupcakes Mom brought us home.  

~Love~ Queen Misty.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>If I had Thumbs</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/711815</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 16 Feb 2011 18:18:21 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/711815</guid>
		<description>That damn Kong would be thrown across the room in a heartbeat.

Give up the SNACK Kong!!

Give i ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ That damn Kong would be thrown across the room in a heartbeat.

Give up the SNACK Kong!!

Give it up NOW!!

Queen Misty is pissed.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Kong - it Pisses me Off!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/711671</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 15 Feb 2011 19:11:09 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/711671</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

So Mom bought us all Kongs from the Barking Deals one day last month.   ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

So Mom bought us all Kongs from the Barking Deals one day last month.  We got the Kong, the SNACKS and 4 cans of that peanut butter stuff.  Tasty.

What really chaps my hide is when the SNACK is bitten in half and you can't get the rest of it out.  First I start by bouncing really close to it so it knows my paws of power will be taking over soon.  Then if that doesn't work I take it over to the dog bed and drag it around the room kicking the dog bed the whole time.  I growl and bark at it as well.

When that doesn't work I take it and shove it under the bed and then paw at the bed from the top and flip the bed back over.  Then I drag the bed back on top of the Kong.  

Then I get really mad and sit in the dog bed and whine my highest whine that can still be heard by human ears.  When that doesn't work I kick the bed a couple times and get it out from underneath it.  I guard it from even another pup even glancing at it from across the room.  

Eventually I get mad enough I just ignore the whole thing and stalk off to Mom's bed.  She'll be lucky if I don't barf peanut butter stuff on her pillow.

Have brilliant idea to torture Mom by finding squeaky toy and putting it to repeated use.  Repeated use!!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Scooter ~ That's not Just Gas.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/710414</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 6 Feb 2011 22:15:05 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/710414</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

 After the last voyage outside, there would be a waft. 

 Of a stench ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

 After the last voyage outside, there would be a waft. 

 Of a stench.  
  
 A male groan and a smell.
 
 Sure enough Scooter "dootered" and tried to hide it by sitting in the chair. That funk gave him away and he got a rear end scrub "like no tomorrow".  I'm not sure what that means, but having no tomorrows sounds worse than a butt hosing off.  
 

He headed to the couch after I told him I might honor him with a royal holiday and name this day; Sultan Scooter's Stenchbomb Celebration.

 
He huffed off ~pun intended~ and I suppose he is already up on the bed.  

Sniffing better odors now that Scooter has left the room. ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Heartthrob Alert!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/710153</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 5 Feb 2011 00:31:41 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/710153</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Other than the awesome cool name - what more can be said?

Psylocke
 ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Other than the awesome cool name - what more can be said?

<a  class=bodyTextRev target=site href=http://www.dogster.com/dogs/1175845>Psylocke</a>

Sigh Sigh at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Kung Hei Fat Choi</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/709853</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 2 Feb 2011 18:41:32 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/709853</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Kung Hei Fat Choi - It's the year of the Rabbit.  I hear it tastes like ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Kung Hei Fat Choi - It's the year of the Rabbit.  I hear it tastes like chicken BOL.

Here's a fun fact for you - Scooter and I are the same sign as Mom.  She says she's an old gristly Rooster and we are but mere chicks still.

I still insist I am 100% Dog though, and have the smell to prove it.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Throwing in the Towel!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/709673</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 1 Feb 2011 18:53:00 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/709673</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Well I have just about had it with Dogster HQ.  Are their cats over the ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Well I have just about had it with Dogster HQ.  Are their cats over there running the show or something?  When Mom walked in and shook Cutter's paw and congratulated him on another Diary Pick for the year my ears exploded off my head.  

WTHuh?

After rolling around on my ears to reattach them to my head, picking my jaw up off the floor and shoving my bugging eyeballs back into my head, I made a move to the door.  Must. Eat. Soothing. Grass. To calm retch action in stomach.

Seriously Dogster HQ?  3 times this year so far that numbskull Cutter has been picked.  Is it because you all think he is French with is Bonjour and Adieu jabbering?  Cuz ladies - I'm here to tell you that dog barks in American just like we all do at this house.  (Not that there's anything wrong w/ speaking another language, I highly endorse it.  In fact I speak the Queen's American and what is known as American Slang).

That Scooter was picked for talking about his boy parts he cutely calls his "winkie".  Dude it took you a full year before you even lifted your leg.  HA - didn't think I remembered that "little" embarrassment you had early in life did you!

What does a Queen have to do to please the peasants under her reign?  Should I care if they are pleased?  Must I rule with an iron paw?  

I've tried being their friends.  

I've tried leading by example with my verbose prose.  

I'm just not sure what else I am willing to try other than total Dogster HQ domination, and that just seems so below me.

I've been told there is a New Year around the corner.  Something called Chinese New Year so I'm banking on things turning more to my favor and these boys fade away with the year of the Rabbit approaching.  I hear it is a lucky and have asked for one of those paws to take to bed with me.  So far the request has not been granted.

So I've thrown in the towel for this year of the Tiger.  If that doesn't work, I hear a couple other countries have their own New Year I will take advantage of to reset the clock to my favor.

All things above being said - I am honored to accept Cutter's Diary Pick honor as a subject of my realm.  BOL!

Sniff at ya later ~Queen Misty of All I Survey~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Smackdown with the Orange Kitteh</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/708126</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 20 Jan 2011 20:54:22 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/708126</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

The garage kitteh Lucy has had some issues lately with the gargantuan n ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

The garage kitteh Lucy has had some issues lately with the gargantuan neighbor kitteh. It has been sleeping in her heated bed, eating kitteh food, drinking kitteh water and fighting with garage kitteh.  Garage kitteh have nice badge of fight courage with new split ear.  

Sorry orange kitteh from neighbors - garage kitteh ours to love, no others allowed.  

Tonight I got first patrol and when evil orange kitteh was eating food, Mom let me out to bark and chase fat orange kitteh under garage door.  

Orange kitteh tail - tastes like salmon heh heh heh.  

Garage kitteh - sitting on Mom's car watching whole thing - not scared of Misty or barking.  Glad to see orange kitteh gone.

Tomorrow night we send out Scooter.  I hope he doesn't pull a Winnie the Pooh and get stuck.

Misty 1.  Orange kitteh....just go back home next door.  You already eat enough food.

Reigning My land as needed. ~Misty, Queen of all I Survey~  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Is Dogster on it's on version of 'Groundhog Day'?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/707729</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 17 Jan 2011 18:29:10 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/707729</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Has any other pup out there noticed that Dogster seems to be on it's ow ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Has any other pup out there noticed that Dogster seems to be on it's own version of 'Groundhog Day'?  Today Papillons are again the Dog of the Day on the main page.  Wasn't it just last week I was expanding your knowledge on my fabulous heritage?  I haven't clicked on the actual description, but considering moi isn't pictured in all her Royal Majesty as the example picture I'll go with nothing of my additional tidbits of info have been noted.

I have also noted lots of the same Dogster Diary of the Day picks.  Seems like a pup will get one and the next thing you know a day or two later they are all crimson with embarrassment on a pick again so soon.  Let me tell you I sure have noticed since that lame brain Cutter keeps being picked for his "word of the day" entries.  Dog just makes things up, doesn't even speak the Queen's English properly at all.  Oh, that would be MY English.  

Do you think the merry-go-round is being looked at for spitting out the same kids, errr, information every week?  

Hey <a  class=bodyTextRev target=site href=http://www.dogster.com/dogs/553913>Doo</a> - you should be up for another pick if my theory is correct.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Zip.  Bang.  Stuck.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/706997</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 11 Jan 2011 23:10:51 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/706997</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Snork - I can hardly stop BOL.

SNOW is here and is still falling. Th ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Snork - I can hardly stop BOL.

SNOW is here and is still falling. The deck is ankle deep in the stuff.  Cutter was so excited to go out and bark, he hit the deck with all feet churning, slid off the deck and landed in the tree.

The tree Mom calls the "morning wood" tree because it's the first thing the boy dogs visit.  

He slid off the deck just right and landed in the snow Mom had swept off the deck until she figured it was best to give up.  Snowing fast enough to make Cutter think the deck was the same color as the ground.  

I have to go eat some kibble and drink some fresh water after this delightful evening entertainment.  I can't wait until the morning when it it gets better.  

A gal has to have sweet dreams as it is.  Mine involve domination.  After that, I think we can work things out.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

Still, it was funny to see Cutter's face as he wiggled out of the tree.  BOL]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Powder Room.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/706992</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 11 Jan 2011 22:00:35 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/706992</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

For once I actually know what Mom means about just wanting to go to the ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

For once I actually know what Mom means about just wanting to go to the powder room all by herself.

I do like to sniff smells and take a little bit of time in my Powder Room activities.  Sometimes a little bonding with nature is good to do as a single soul.  

Most of the time BIG FAT PEPPER NOSE is always out there, well doing that nosy NOSE thing.  Can't a gal get a little privacy?

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Papillon's are the Dog Breed of the Day Today.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/706688</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 9 Jan 2011 13:22:13 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/706688</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I believe they should be treated as so every day.  They should also rep ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I believe they should be treated as so every day.  They should also replace the picture w/ my portrait.  BOL.  

I know all you pups clicked right on the part where you learned all about Papillons.  What they don't tell you is some of the following:

We are in the top 10 ranked dogs for SMARTS.  #8 at the last tally.

We have eyes that can spot a SQUIRREL from a yard and a half away.  With trees and a fence in the way.  They don't call us the "Squirrel Dog" by mistake.  Sure, the rumor says because of how we carry our tail - I'm just letting you in on a little ancient Papillon secret.

We are very hardy dogs - none of that namby pamby have to be carried dogs.  We are up for a good hike or neighborhood stroll.  We might slow a little toward the end, but 5 miles is well within our realm.  

Did that not amaze you?  Now think of how many steps we have to take to your 2 legged strides.  

No, need more?  I'm amazed Scooter doesn't all buy dry up and flutter off in the wind with all the pee he leaves along the trek.

Not only do we BARK, our verbal communication skills do not stop there.  We also groan, moan, Mrmmph, Yip, whine, and growl.  All of those can achieve ear splitting levels.

We have excellent body displacement to space ratio.  We can make the biggest bed seem like a cot when we are at full optimum.

Those are just a few of our skills not mentioned I thought I should share.  I do hope you all see the potential of me applying for permanent breed of the day honors.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Always My Way.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/706529</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 8 Jan 2011 01:01:07 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/706529</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

So what if it was vogue, vogue,vogue time.  I wanted to go outside.  
 ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

So what if it was vogue, vogue,vogue time.  I wanted to go outside.  

Right Now!

Oh... Did that look snap you out of your music you were dancing to?

Now or never on opening the door.

As I thought.  Doors do open for me.  

It is Always My Way after all.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Wasting Away to Practically Nothing!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/706406</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 6 Jan 2011 18:31:07 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/706406</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I KNEW it would happen.  No matter my food guarding skills last night,  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I KNEW it would happen.  No matter my food guarding skills last night, the OTHERS ate the rest of the food last night!  Mom just laughed when I started kicking the food bowl reminding her it was empty.

This morning I think she beat feet out of the house in double time in guilt.  She says she overslept, but WE know she didn't want to look us in the eyes.

Sure, she came home and filled up the food dish, but we are all on a hunger strike right now.  No pup has taken a kibble nibble since it was refilled.  We the dogs are voicing our disappointment by striking.  I'm sure in a couple days when we are on IV from lack of energy she'll realize the error of her ways and guilt will overwhelm her.  Then and ONLY then will we eat some food.

HEY!!  Pepper - stop eating!!!  Gotta Go!

Low blood sugar level may just make me swoon.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>This is Exacatally Why I Guard the Food Bin.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/706319</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 5 Jan 2011 21:46:26 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This may be a short entry as I see the level in the bin is getting quit ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This may be a short entry as I see the level in the bin is getting quite low after the evening grazing.  

I also heard something along the lines of a nasty word and I forgot to stop.  

AGAIN Mom?  Again?  Do you have forgetfull peopleness going on?

Don't let this happen for 3 days in a row.  I'm not sure I trust there is more where you say it is.

Miffed right now ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dog Bowl Monitor.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/706192</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 4 Jan 2011 19:51:15 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Here's the deal.  
I can SEE the food sinking lower in the feeder bin. ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Here's the deal.  
I can SEE the food sinking lower in the feeder bin.  
I can SEE when there is a bare spot at the bottom of the dish.  
I can SEE there is SNOW on the ground.  
I can SEE how much everypup in this house eats.  
I can SEE all their rotund sides bulging out.
I can SEE all the collars being let out a notch or two.
*All except for ME on the bulging sides and collar adjustments. 

So I have cut off ALL access to the food bowl for the last week or so.  Since Mom bought that really comfy dog bed we used to play musical dog bed with, I have decided not to share it if I don't want to.  No matter where she moves it to in the room, I will drag it back to prime dog bowl monitor spot.  

EVEN if she drags ME across the room in it, I will still monitor the dog food bowl.  I may have to put some effort into it and plan well, but it happens.  If need be I will at least monitor intake if a pup sneaks past and complain if I feel they have exceeded their 10 kibble limit.  

Times are tough. 

If you even glance at the bowl - Grrrr.
If you actually look at the bowl - GRRRRRRRR.
If you approach the bowl - GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.

Before you get past me you must have a Kibble Bit Pass - KBP.

If you do not have a KBP you may request permission from the office of Sultan Scooter (I had to give him the damn title - he can work for it for a change).  

WARNING:  DO NOT FALL FOR HIS GIVE HIM A BONE PAYMENT SCHEME!!!!

Once tolls, taxes, duties, tariffs, and other further bonuses to ME, I will allow you access to the food bowl another time during the day.

I'm sure once they do it MY WAY we will all be much happier.  Meanwhile I'm blocking the passage in full doggie bed comfort to the food dish.

MY WAY and all will be fine.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Sovereign Ranking</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/705476</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 30 Dec 2010 17:11:00 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty Queen of All I Survey here~

I've been hoodwinked into allowing the following  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty Queen of All I Survey here~

I've been hoodwinked into allowing the following honorary titles.  This in no way replaces my ranking or replaces any previous rules, addendum's or quid pro quo's.

Henceforth by Royal Decree her Royalty Announces the following will be also be knows as:

Sultan Scooter - of The Pillows Islands

Sir Cutter - the Barker of Bothell

Prostitute Pepper - the Poppinjay.

Luscious Lucy Kitty - Lucifer's Temptation.

~Queen Misty of All~ (I survey)

*Witnessed as well by the Queen Mom as well*]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Will Somepup Please Explain to me Why Scooter has 2,400 visits?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/705278</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 28 Dec 2010 22:41:09 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Queen Misty here.

I DEMAND a recount. Well actually I DON'T.  No need since I, (dramatic pawz) ru ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Queen Misty here.

I DEMAND a recount. Well actually I DON'T.  No need since I, (dramatic pawz) rule this Dogdome.  

Who cares if Scooter the Cute is more popular?  

I, after all wield more paw power!

Signed;

Her Royal Majesty.  QM]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/705247</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 28 Dec 2010 18:20:14 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I was having a grumpy day to begin with.  First Scooter stepped on my h ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I was having a grumpy day to begin with.  First Scooter stepped on my head this morning, so his was eliminated immediately.  Cutter got all up in my face trying to play when all I wanted to do was well, go outside and doo.  Then Pepper got her fat nose down while I was peeing and I'm not sorry to say I missed.  

The vacuum cleaner did a job over the house and that is always annoying.  The yard is mushy outside, the wind is blustery and the rain is coming down either sideways in fat drops.  The bedding got washed and we knew any pup that did not upgrade to invisible dog 10.3 was in a fix.  

The BATH started up and sure enough Cutter was the first up.  He's not savvy yet on most upgrades, and let's not even go into that BIG FAT PEPPER NOSE!  Uncouth that one, uncouth.

Obviously Scooter didn't get the message to upgrade because his paws churned the water a bit in the tub.

Wait....Wait....Wait...I'm still downloading my upgrade!!  Not yet, it's almost at 98%mrrrrrrrrrrpphhhhhhhhhh.

Damn I have to get an upgrade on my invisibility shield pronto.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~ soon to be incognito.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dear Santa Paws 2010</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/704509</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 23 Dec 2010 16:06:35 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Santa Paws.

All I want is for you to take that BIG FAT PEPPER NOSE with you after you drop o ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Santa Paws.

All I want is for you to take that BIG FAT PEPPER NOSE with you after you drop off our presents.

Thanks Santa Paws - you're the best!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Sleepy Time.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/704390</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 22 Dec 2010 21:56:20 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Get's so dark so early in the winter.  Ever want to just sleep through  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Get's so dark so early in the winter.  Ever want to just sleep through the rainy days?

I often do.

Snore with you now ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Who Swapped Washington with Alaska?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/704389</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 22 Dec 2010 21:54:10 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Seattle will gain 3 seconds of &quot;extra daylight&quot; today (means a scant cl ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Seattle will gain 3 seconds of "extra daylight" today (means a scant clearing on an angry cloudy day. It is dark by 4:30 pm(don't you laugh at us CANADA).  No light until after 7:30 am(stop snickering CANADA).  I wonder if Alaska has gone all "Global Warming" on us, moved south for the winter and Washington had to move north since we were the closest state.

Wishing for some warm summer breezes and a patch of sunshine to hang out in.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Evil Garage Kittah</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/703842</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 18 Dec 2010 21:49:49 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Even I, Queen of All I Survey, know better than to mess with Lucy Kitty ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Even I, Queen of All I Survey, know better than to mess with Lucy Kitty.  Mom went out to the garage and fed the Evil Kittah of the Darkness.  

Sure, we did our due diligence and barked our warning from the other side of the door.  Did Mom listen?

Evil Garage Kittah - attacked Mom and drew blood.  We did warn her of the lethal ability of those claws.

Lucy Kitty won.  Mom is sporting a shredded palm and a pretty wicked bite mark around her wrist.  

Good thing we are all up on our shots.  Evil Garage Kittah and all.

~Surveying my Kingdom from the safety of my bed chambers~ Misty ~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>All That and a Can of Corn!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/703785</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 18 Dec 2010 13:51:24 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom brought us home this new dog bed she picked up that was on sale, an ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom brought us home this new dog bed she picked up that was on sale, and let me tell you it is the best bed in the WORLD!  You can tell because all us dogs can't wait to have our turn on it.

Mom says she didn't know $4.99 would give us so much pleasure.  We told her it did all that and a can of corn.  

Things we currently enjoy doing in our new 1 butt dog bed:
Hiding SNACKS - under, in, on, around.
Table - eating dog kibble or SNACKS on.
Rastlin Mat
Chin Rest
Sitting on while eating din din
Hiding under
Angry stomping ground - when you really need to get a point across
Padded seat
Pouting Spot
Sleeping in
Spilling out of - Scooter only lays 1 way in it
Playing King of the Hill
Sprawling across
Home Decorating - dragging it across the house to go where you want it to
Quiet spot - everypup needs one of those

Sniff at ya later - my number was just called for the dog bed ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Scooter was a Sheltie.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/702711</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 9 Dec 2010 20:03:39 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have to share.  Mom said when she took Scooter for his butt squeeze s ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have to share.  Mom said when she took Scooter for his butt squeeze she told Dr. B he was a new patient.  She told Dr. B he was a Shetland Sheepdog.  BOL - isn't that funny!  

She said she did it because he always calls Scooter a "her" BOL.  

Mom said Dr. B gave her that look over his glasses and asked isn't that 5 now?  I thought I was doing an anal expressing.  BOL - Mom was kidding, and he bought that Scooter was a Sheltie - he's that WIDE.  

Well that, and she talked the front desk gal to fake a new dog write up.  Dr. B laughed and then told Mom to get Scooter to move a bit more often, like daily.  He also promised not to make the "Sheltie" responsible for the bad humor.  

That's my funny story.  That and Scooter came back with his butt shaved.  Hee hee.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Lopsided.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/701727</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 1 Dec 2010 20:20:16 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

My beautiful ears are now lopsided.  In my enthusiasm of my chewy bone  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

My beautiful ears are now lopsided.  In my enthusiasm of my chewy bone I matted one of them up and then chewed it of.

Mom was most disgusted when she picked it up off the floor and it was still soggy.  I hadn't noticed as I was hiding the last bite I had in the back of my mouth.  I think Mom noticed but figured why dicker over the last bite.

She says I'll have a sore tummy like I did after that wonderful day of turkey nibblins.  I think the short term gratification is all I care about right now.

Although I do remember having my rear rinsed off a couple times due to over indulgence.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Sugar Coated Kiss Up.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/701598</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 30 Nov 2010 22:30:50 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I will sit here until Dogster updates that Diary entry of the day.  
 ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I will sit here until Dogster updates that Diary entry of the day.  

To think a kiss up thank you for this; thank you for that; I love this; and they love me for that, blah, blah, blah, bluch!

Dogster Diary of the Day.  I demand a recount!

BIG FAT PEPPER NOSE did not sit on the top of the Diary of the Day pick all day long!  I refuse to believe it.  I refuse I tell you.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty - this dog don't sugar coat nothing~.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Excuse me While I Vomit!!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/701577</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 30 Nov 2010 19:16:28 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Is there something wrong at Dogster HQ?  Did some space aliens take ove ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Is there something wrong at Dogster HQ?  Did some space aliens take over their HQ and should we worry?  Something is smelly and I'll tell you why. 

First, Mr. Cutter is picked for a Diary Pick last week. I managed, after a hard swallow, to keep from hurling at the disgusting news.  Some lame ass entry regarding his "Word of the Day".  Like I'm not the one teaching him all those words.  I swear when that dog got here he couldn't rub his ears together and form a thought.  I digress, but can you smell that first waft of "smell" coming your way?

THEN - 2 days ago Mr. Cutter gets another badge of Diary Pick - he is at the bottom so he actually came in last if you want my opinion.  Again with his damn "Word of the Day".  EGG NOG - really the lush dog drinks Mom's spiked Eggnog and he's all a favorite of Dogster AGAIN.  I'm not sure what they have in their water dishes at HQ, but I'm getting a much stronger smell.

Tonight when Mom came home she totally ignored me(ok, she had to go to bathroom), but ignored is ignored in my books.  After we all ran around doing the happy dance, she dropped this bombshell from the sky.  Pepper was not only a Diary pick - but at the very top and PICK OF THE DAY.

I swear I felt the air suck out of the room.  Mom's lips were moving but I had no idea what she was saying.  As Mom reached down to congratulate Pepper the air rushed back in the room and I understood.  My head got woozy and my stomach clenched and then it happened.  I barfed all over BIG FAT PEPPER NOSE.  Well I WANTED to, did I ever.  

As you can tell it now smells like funky fish, or fishy funk.  So I'm wondering if we need to send a team out to Dogster HQ to do a little RECON.  I am more than willing to pack up and ship, err, draft, err, volunteer - STOP LOOKING OVER MY SHOULDERS MOM! - BIG FAT PEPPER NOSE and Mr. Cutter for the first assault on HQ.  

As I'm sure this won't make it past the Dogster alien invaded HQ sensors as a possible diary pick of the day, I offer up as more stench as proof.  After all, my verbal prose vs what the OTHERS have to put on the plate....  Says something about the aliens not assimilating fast enough.   YOU CAN NOT USE BIG WORDS WITH "THEM". 

Since my stomach is still heaving and I'm just mad enough to spit, I believe I will go pout on Mom's pillow on the bed.  If she even looks at me after that display of affection AND peacock strut of proud I WILL Growl at her.  I will!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

I WANTED TO TYPE THIS ALL IN CAPS TO SHOW MY TRUE EMOTION.  Mom said it is rude and people think you are Barking at them.  What she doesn't know is I AM BARKING MAD!!

QUEEN MISTY]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Mr. Cutter is Diary Pick Again?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/701364</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 28 Nov 2010 20:05:36 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Really - Cutter gets picked for being a slosh and drinking the spiked E ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Really - Cutter gets picked for being a slosh and drinking the spiked Egg Nog?

What has this dog world come to?

Love thy fellow critters and all, but this tests even my Royal level headed thinking. 

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

*Snort - Egg Nog - silly dog*]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Alone Outside is Quality Time.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/701340</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 28 Nov 2010 16:16:14 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Have you ever had those days when just sitting outside by yourself snif ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Have you ever had those days when just sitting outside by yourself sniffing the breeze and watching the tree line for EVIL NEMESIS SQUIRRELS are good for the attitude?  I've spent the last 4 days pretty much stuck in the house because of the snow and then cold wet rain.  After 2 days I've banished BIG FAT PEPPER NOSE to the northern Alaska wilds.  3 days and Cutter has been banned to the outback of Australia.  After that I'm working on Antarctica so don't look at me wrong Scooter!

Well today I finally got to let my inner anger out by sniffing and sitting in the yard all by myself.  No dogs barking from end of end of the yard.  No BIG FAT PEPPER NOSE trying to pee over the spot I have before I'm even done.  No invasion of privacy as I survey my yard and how the weather has wrecked havoc on it.  The last of the tough flowers and greenery are gone.  Except the pine trees and grass.  The yard has the freshly washed and clean smell from the snow and hard rain last night.  

I could go on forever, but for now I need to just soak up the rest of the rays of sunshine, close my eyes and just be alone.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>It Snowed, It Froze, It Snowed and then a bit of Cabin Fever.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/701037</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 25 Nov 2010 23:19:47 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Can we yap a bit for a while?  I have some good snarls to get out of my ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Can we yap a bit for a while?  I have some good snarls to get out of my gullet.  Do you have any idea what cabin fever is like?  I invite you to a snowfall in the Pacific Northwest with a good old cold blast to chase it with.  Make sure that breeze blows in real hard to freeze the bejeebers out of a gals pantaloons as she daintily picks her way across the frozen white tundra of the back yard.  

Wasn't it just green last weekend and actually mowed for the last time for the "fall"?  Just wondering if time sometimes warps a bit faster than the actual 12 hours this all took.

Brrr - snowflakes so cold that they weren't just mush (typical Seattle snow).  So cold they had flakes and shapes when they landed on us.  We all ran around in the back yard and chased snowballs until Mom said no more.  I think her hand froze or something.  

Cutter ran around barking at the snow falling.  Pepper snorted around in the snow drifts on the ground.  Scooter peed on his foot and it made a big snowpack on his foot.  He peecicled himself.  

Then it got really cold.  Really cold.  

Then it got colder and stayed there for the next 3 days because the sky cleared up.  

Then it snowed again this morning.  Mom had given us some bone type SNACKS the day before and we all were eager to find a spot, and with that winter whiteness it was all the easier.  Too bad we couldn't find that good clump of grass to gnaw on to settle our tummies.  They were very rich and tasty bones for the record.  

Then the gaseous odor from the other 3 canines in the house hit the ozone.  Grab the clothespins and turn your head.  Those dogs let some sounds rip and actually looked surprised at the sound.  Confused at the smell wafting from their tail wagging.  Did you know that BIG FAT PEPPER NOSE didn't even mind that she was the biggest smell factor!  I got as far and as low away from her as I could.  

I sit here with my paw on the Queen's (Me, Misty of course) scepter as witness.  

That dog has bowel problems.  I am, in fact, in the bedroom right now to avoid the green funk surrounding her in a cloud of stench.  One only hopes her next trip to the outhouse will blow out the pipes.  I'll even let her go out alone in order to work it all out.  BOL.

Hey - look - BIG FAT PEPPER NOSE wants to go outside for a blowout BOL.  

Hope I'll be able to Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Water Monitor.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/700210</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 19 Nov 2010 21:01:42 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I apologize if I have a raspy voice.  Mom just noticed that the water d ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I apologize if I have a raspy voice.  Mom just noticed that the water dishes were drained dry.  It might be due to our previous barking and having to hydrate our throats.  

I had been demanding she pay attention to the Queen Misty, but she just tossed us another SNACK.

I threw a Queen sized temper tantrum by kicking the dish into the wall and pulling the rug up over the dog food.  

Not enough?  

I picked up the lightest dish and threw it at Mom's feet and glared.

She blinked and whirled towards the water pitcher and our bowls.  Scowling at her as she laughed at my mess I made, I haughtily waited until the dish was filled.  Took my time and didn't allow the heathens behind me to rush me.  

After all, they can go drink from the "other" water bowls.  For now, this is all mine.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty, Queen of all I Survey~

*Mom note* there was water in the bedroom, not to mention the fresh rain water dish outside ;).  This is, after all, Seattle.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Bouffant is Just Fancy for Butt Bob</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/700066</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 18 Nov 2010 19:46:38 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

These winter months where it is dark when Mom comes home.  Rain and col ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

These winter months where it is dark when Mom comes home.  Rain and cold weather.  Do any of you other pups get more demanding for attention?  Do you ever get a little testy when you are all cooped up in the same space with the same dark and rain?  Do any of you other pups hide your head under the covers and just ignore the day for the most part?

Does that effect how the energy is when Mom comes home?  Rambunctious and feisty.  After all it is already dark and almost bedtime for us.  When the sun sets all good dogs head to a bed. The bad dogs - I'm looking at you BIG FAT PEPPER NOSE, just cause trouble all night long.  Running around playing with the other OTHER Mr. Cutter.  

Tonight Mom brought out the EVIL SCISSORS and headed towards BIG FAT PEPPER NOSE and cut a hunk of hair out by her ear.  BOL.  You should see her freak out if you remove any hair OR toenails from her.  I'm still snickering.  OK, more still BOL.

That's where the fun and games ended for Queen Misty.  I was flopped on my back and those EVIL SCISSORS let fly.  Then MY ears were looked at.  Thankfully the passed the test.  Regretfully my rear did not bare (pun) the same rating.  

Yikes - I have no long flowing locks back there.  I now have a bob above my hocks.  My butt looks like a 1940's teased out bouffant.  My butt was bobbed like an Old English, only tiny sized.

I'm headed to the couch to drop as much hair as I can on that sweater Mom left there.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>This Annoys Me so Much I Could Just Barf on Mom's Pillow, but Then I'd Have to Sleep Next to it.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/697056</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 26 Oct 2010 19:22:46 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom just looked over at me after checking on some of the details of Dog ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom just looked over at me after checking on some of the details of Dogster and told me and Scooter, that both Cutter and that BIG FAT PEPPER NOSE were both chosen as Diary picks in October.  

Excuse me while I clear the vomit that just encroached the back of my throat.  NO, it was not a burp either.  Pure acidic barf taste.  Shewwww - that news was so nasty it even tastes bad!

If this was a historical romance, I'd get the vapors or swoon.

If this was a murder mystery - they'd both end up tied to the train tracks with cat paws at the scene.

If this was a sci-fi, BIG FAT PEPPER NOSE would hatch babies out of her nostrils and Mom would see her for her true colors.

If this was an epic poem - (shudder at the thought it would last that long).  Hopefully her demise would be at the snout of Cerberus.  

If this was a tragedy - she would be found caste upon the rocks dead.  (What a "tragedy" BOL)

If this was a haiku it would read:
Pepper will not die
Obstinate and obvious
She is here still, damn.

Sadly this appears to be reality where the underclass is getting recognition.  This cannot be allowed when the Queen is in residence.  I will have to send Prince Scooter out to squeltch this outbreaking of recognition.

I will be sniffing at you later~

Misty - Queen of ALL I survey!  (Hear that BIG FAT PEPPER NOSE?)]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Soggy Paws.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/696664</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 23 Oct 2010 19:53:25 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey Everypup ~Misty here~

So the weather has been clear and sunny for most of October so imagine  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey Everypup ~Misty here~

So the weather has been clear and sunny for most of October so imagine my surprise when the ground was soggy this morning.  I have a strong suspicion that it was due to the huge raindrops falling from the sky.

Even under the trees it was too drippy to hang out and sniff under.

When it rains that hard everything gets a little slick if you go too fast.  

Mr. Cutter may want to pay attention next time he hits the deck at full sprint.  He ended up with his rear going faster than his front end. His eyes told the story of panic as they watched his butt fly past his face.  

The best part was when he skidded so far he shot off the upper deck and kept going on the lower one.  Good thing his butt caught up to him to stop him from crashing into the fence in tie.  

All in all it was a BOL and a LOL from all that saw it.  Mr. Cutter of course shook it all off and headed for the safety of the house.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Then He Was Gone.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/696287</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 20 Oct 2010 22:28:15 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom's bestest friend from Arizona was here this last weekend.  No, she  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom's bestest friend from Arizona was here this last weekend.  No, she didn't live in Arizona.  Just our new Uncle A. lives there.  Mom says he used to live here but he left 6 years ago.  I'm only 5 so that means it was the first time we'd ever met him.  

Let's just say that I was the very favorite of the pack.  Which we already know already.  

Well We do!  In the Royal We of course.

All of us liked him so much there was hardly any barking when we saw him.  Maybe a little, but after a couple days we knew his voice.  It was very soothing and friendly.  

I made sure to take advantage of his new found love of, well, me Misty.  I was there to help him through the house.  To check out the yard.  To warm up his pillow.  To greet him in the morning with butterfly kisses - who knew some humans liked them!  Bliss, I even got his ears as a good hostess should do (take notes Mom).

He talked about running away with me.  Hiding me in his carry on.  Mom said Scooter would be the better choice since he actually likes heat above 70 degrees.  I whined a bit and then Mom told me how HOT it is down there.  Holy Dog Breath!  That heat is crazy - Scooter can have it.  I'd melt like the green witch in the OZ movie.  

I offered up the Big Fat Pepper Nose and was willing to give up my Teenie Greenie to the cause for a bribe.  Seems bacon would have worked more in my favor.  Who knew Teenie Greenies aren't haute cuisine to the out of town visitor.  It was smart of me to offer up the Big Fat Pepper Nose instead of Scooter.  

If you have no knowledge of Greenies - there's no need for any of us to relocate.  

No matter how cute you think any of us are.  SNACKS rule our stomachs and loyalty.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Hope.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/695266</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 12 Oct 2010 22:51:38 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~ Misty here.

Well the OTHERS got a BATH tonight.

One can only hope that it is fo ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~ Misty here.

Well the OTHERS got a BATH tonight.

One can only hope that it is for a trip to their new household.

I fear however it is just for the guest visitor this weekend.  

More worrysome is that Scooter and I appear to be up tomorrow night.

I'm storing up SNACKS as I type in order to run away tomorrow.  They say the rain won't be here for a few days and by then Mom will be so happy to see me again I won't have to worry about the BATH.

Sound thinking I say.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Rules in  Queen Mistyland.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/694209</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 5 Oct 2010 23:22:43 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~ Misty here~

I have decreed the following rules in all of which I survey in Queen M ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~ Misty here~

I have decreed the following rules in all of which I survey in Queen Mistyland.

1.  Top pillow is always mine.
2.  My Teddy Bear squeakie is never to be even looked at.  Mine.  Mine.  Mine.
3.  First dibs on HUGS from Mom.
4.  Only Prince Scooter can touch me.
5.  These rules apply only to the 4 pawed of us all.
6.  Big Fat Nose Pepper is still not cool.  She should be banished from this land.  I wonder if the evil step mother from Snow White or the scary one from Sleeping Beauty would be better.  
7.  The silver bowl on the left of the food dish is the one I drink out of.  It does not matter that is is the exact same as the one to the right and get interchanged.  I drink only out of the left one.  
8.  I have hair all OVER my body.  I don't "shave".  Deal with it.
9.  Regardless of rain, shine, or snow.  If I am at the door I actually do want to go out and survey all I Reign over!  NO more questions about it.  Use those thumbs as I decree.
10. Being the Queen of all I will head to my bed chambers as I see fit.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>This Girl is Moist, err the Moistest.  I'm sure I meant that.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/693517</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 1 Oct 2010 00:39:33 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Normally I can't say much about the weather living in the Pacific North ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Normally I can't say much about the weather living in the Pacific Northwest. You either batten down the ear fringe and get busy, or sniff the moss that has decided to come back.  

I admit I like the cool weather, I run a bit hot.  My brother Scooter can slug a bug and lay under the human bed covers for HOURS.  Like probably 2 days in dog years under the covers and not even move.  Or have to pee.  

Yikes.  This stuff that makes wetness from the bottom of our feet and makes the air hard to WALK through.  Is this called humidity?  When it is 74 and 52% humidity and clear sky and all the surfaces are wet.  Is that humidity?  

We haven't seen a raindrop yet, but these bright flashing lights are dancing across the sky.  Booming sounds follow a bit after that.  

Headed back to the floor vent for some air movement.  We're all a bit "sti(n)cky" now.  BOL.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>It Could Have Carried Me Away!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/693402</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 29 Sep 2010 23:37:25 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

There it was hanging low enough to get me.  Mom yelled my name but it w ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

There it was hanging low enough to get me.  Mom yelled my name but it was too late.  I walked right through it.  

It strung across my face.  Then it hung off my ear.  Dangled like a long earring.  

Mom squealed, but I had to pee. 

So I did. 

My spider earring was still spinning up toward my head.  

Who knew Mom wasn't just trying to get me to take a BATH chasing me around with a towel. 

My spider earring held on and spun with me as I tried to avoid being the first victim.  I did what was safe for me and headed to bed.

Chaos arrived in the bedroom with that small action.  The spider earring decided it wanted nothing more to do with me.  Mom screeched.  Pepper pounced.  The spider scurried.  Scooter didn't move at all.  

Screaming, squirming, squalling, squawking, squeaking, and we might have seen some "squirts" until I just wanted to look at Mom and Squeeeeeeeeeeeee.  

That and tell her to get it TOGETHER!  

The spider after captured in the paper towel and tossed into the yard waste recycle bin might actually be pissed off enough to relocate it to another neighborhood.  

It was that big.

Which is why it was tossed in the yard bin.  Mom says killing it would have involved skewers and hot coals.  Also she left her iTouch at work and had no way to drown out the crunch factor if she smashed it.

I didn't mind it as an earring.  Mom's the one that freaked out. 

It might have been the bulbous eyes, visible mandibles and legs longer than a Vegas chorus girl(Not to stereotype Vegas, or chorus gals).  

Or it might have been when I jumped up to say hi and still had most of the web still on my head.

Well it almost Halloween isn't it!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Warble, Warble, Warble, Bot Fly......</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/691359</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 15 Sep 2010 23:07:37 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Dang, dang, dang.  Back to the V-E-T this morning.  Mom felt a &quot;huge&quot; b ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Dang, dang, dang.  Back to the V-E-T this morning.  Mom felt a "huge" bump on my shoulder and F-reaked out.  After a full body inspection under the bright lights of the kitchen table and flashlight treatment, I was doomed for the early morning car ride alone.  Well Mom does the driving.  Scooter and I both know if you head out of the house in the morning by yourself it rarely ends somewhere other than the V-E-T.  

Sure, they all say stop on by and have a SNACK.  Have you smelled those SNACKS????  They smell like THERE!  Make my stomach roll, and Scooter's butt go into defense mode.  

False alarm.  We are on watch to see if the lump on my shoulder bursts into the oozing mess of last week, but the thoughts are that it is just from the shots I got last week to keep me legal with the law.  My butt has a little bump from the rabies vaccination as well.  I refuse to wear the jewelry they give you for rabies.  I'm a girl that needs no bling.

No bug is hatching in my body.  The V-E-T sent me on the way home this morning after only about 5 minutes of humiliation being poked and prodded.  The bluchy thing was on the other side of my neck and my lump was way over on the other side behind my shoulder.  

Those of you who just need to know the nitty gritty I was hosting what is called a Warble Fly.  Or a Bot Fly as well.  

Google it.

Do NOT Youtube it.  Gaaaakkkkkk.   Gaaaaakkkkk.  And if you do, do NOT look at the human skull version!!!  

I now need to go lick Mom's face to wake her up.  I think she just dropped to her knees again gaaaakkkkkiiiinnngg out again at the thought.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

PS.  I TOLD you not to look at any of those sites.  
PPS.  I apologize that you will have a bluchy full body shudder.  Go ahead.  We all did, a few times.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Invasion of the Bug Snatchers!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/690096</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 7 Sep 2010 23:09:47 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey Everypup ~ Misty here~

How was everyone's long weekend?  Mine was spent waiting for the V-E-T ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey Everypup ~ Misty here~

How was everyone's long weekend?  Mine was spent waiting for the V-E-T to come back to work.  Mom thought Pepper and I had brawled at some point when she wasn't at the house.  odd, Mom thought, since the rare times we tussle is when Mom is around.  

Mom found some matted hair on me this weekend and cleaned it up.  I had been rolling around in the yard a bit and you never know what lovely things you can rub into your fur.  A few hours later I was pinned to the floor as she shone a light on me to see why I was still even more matted.

Yikes, she thought.  A puncture wound from a fight possibly that had abscessed?  We have been through that already with Lucy Kitty this year.  To keep it clean and air around it until the V-E-T opened again.  

I was quite annoyed with all the fur trimming, warm water soaks, those smelly swabs of cleaner.  But that lovely chicken stock and rice I was given for no apparent reason.  Mom says it was to keep my energy up, but I didn't feel all that bad.  

Well a bit ooooozzzeeee.  Not to disgust you at all.... Yet.

Lo and behold after I was dropped off at the V-E-T, a disgusting thing was discovered.  

Those of you squiemish - do turn your head and skim this part.

Dr. B. called Mom at her "Work" (that place she goes to escape the house is our "theory").  Ha Ha Ha - he said.  He removed Mr. Warble..Worble..Weblett..  Hee Hee Hee said Mom.  Thinking still it was a gross infected puncture wound.

Again - turn your eyeballs away.  I am still quivering in grossness myself.

Pepper is off the hook, even though I did my best to nail this to her in my plot to still remove her from the planet.  Yes, I aim high.

Dr. B. tells Mom he got the critter in my neck.  What the Aliens is this???!!!

Some "fly" (scientific name to be discovered and disclosed on Saturday) bit my neck, made nookie with my body and had a baby in me.  

A BIG ol bluchy bug built a house in my neck.  Ewww..  Ewww...  Ewwwww..  Bluch,bluch, bluch.  

Dr. B. laughed and told Mom he saved the critter for her.  

GROSS!!  Said Mom..  Is it still......Alive.

Dr. B. Yes.

Nu-uh.  Said Mom.  

Dr. B.  Ha Ha Ha.  Yep, I see it moving right now.

GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK.  Said Mom. Hee Hee Hee - to Dr. B.  I'll put it right next to her bladder stones.  

Dr. B.  Yep, you have good party stories if you ever need them.

Ho Ho Ho. Dr. B. Says Mom.  You must have either really good parties or nobody complains if they are.  

I am currently recovering on the couch, that surgery stuff can knock a pup out.  I still have a swollen neck from the removal of the Invasion of the Bug Snatcher.  

Go here if you dare to check out what I was hosting in my body.

<a  class=bodyTextRev target=site  class=bodyTextRev target=site  class=bodyTextRev target=site  onClick="alert('Dogster Alert: You are about to visit an outside link that was submitted by this pet owner.');" href=http://www.flickr.com/photos/lcaserelaxing/>Bluchy Bug</a>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Whew!  Who knew back in 2 and 2 would be closer to 2 months and 2 days.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/688008</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 24 Aug 2010 20:23:25 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Are there anypups still out there who remember who we are?  We've had a ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Are there anypups still out there who remember who we are?  We've had a busy summer filled with the usual homeowner challenges.  It seems when Mom has a little stash of cash the house finds a way to deplete her of the cushion.  

Let's start with the fireplace.  Mom gave in last year and had a few fires.  We've been here 5 years and it was the first fire we had seen her build.  She says it's because they are messy and we have an open fireplace w/ just a screen so all the good heat just shoots right out the top.  I don't care what she says - that is a nice thing to have when Mom only keeps the house at 55 - 60 in the winter.  Yes, you read right - good thing we have these warm coats and blankets to crawl under.  Oh yea, if you are fast, a lap to sit on as well.

Now the real reason, we find out, is the reason we don't have fires is because Mom once watched a house catch on fire from a chimney fire.  Do you know how they put it out since there was snow on the ground?  She says they hauled buckets of snow up and poured it down the chimney.  I'm fairly certain after all that happened we could all audition as a chimney sweep extra for a Broadway running of Chitty Chitty Bang Bang.  BOL!

So Mom arranges for Dick Van Dyke to stop by and sing a song, dance on the roof and do the whatever to make the paranoia go away cleaning of the chimney.  Well Mr Chim Chimney found a few problems that needed to be stored up, replaced and swept.  The budget job became more expensive.  

We all ate Milkbones that month, but at least they were Medium size!

Next up, Critters vol I & II.

RATS!  Yes, under the house.  What is the point of having a garage ketteh if they can't at least keep the rodent population from moving in, building condos and sponsoring all the illegal RATS out there?  Srsly!

Mr. Cutter always with the ears and quick to bark alarm was the first to draw attention to the matter. Pepper would join in whilst Scooter and I watched from the couch.  Mom spent a good week yelling at those 2 - it was GREAT and I encouraged even more.  

One night sitting in the house the 2 maniacs Cutter and Pepper started barking and sniffing in different corners.  Sure enough she heard the scuttling about under the house.  Especially close to where the heater vents run under the house.  (Bet you thought I was going to say close to the fireplace BOL).  Poking around in the garage and out in the back shed (the detached shed) she saw the signs of burrowing in for colonization.  

Sadly they colonized faster than her poor bait skills were working so the Professionals were called in.  They spent a month coming back for check ups and we have a 3 year guarantee.  Cutter still pulls a fast one every once in a while and sniffs suspicious corners.  Mom is pretty quick on the volume control and I swear I see her ears prick up as she listens too.  If I said I saw a nose twitch as well that would be true.  However I haven't actually seen her hackles raise, but I have heard the growl.  One knows in certain situations it is a paw in paw deal.  Are you still with me?

Milkbone size just dropped to Small.

Critters vol II

Can I get an O-P-O-S-S-U-M.  Uh huh, and O-P-O-S-S-U-M!  Plus the O-P-O-S-S-U-M family!!

Yes indeed.  The RATS were pissed and sent in their big ol fat distant Ozark dwelling relative!  (Yes, we know probably no relation, but work with the visual).  (Sorry Ozark dwelling dawgs - no reference to you at all).

She packed her own back up right there on her back.  Yes she did!

Well of course the trouble maker Mr. Cutter has become all Lewis and Clark and discovers everything lately.  Sure enough his nose sniffed out funk smell and investigated.  Now this little Opossum clan (yip - I just found out I spelled Opossum wrong up above.  Excuse me while I clean up this pawmail) had set up shop in the detached shed - previously deemed clear by the Professional RAT killers.  

Mom called.  They stopped by.  Welllllll, it is in fact a Opossum family rooted into my shed and firmly at that.  Nice that it is insulated, drywalled, and has electricity out there.  I figure if they need water the rain spout is a hop, skip or jump away.  It's when they demanded cable that Mom drew the line.  It was right after we all ran into them in the back yard and momma Opossum was very defensive with her pack on her back, Cutter and Pepper thought those sharp teeth were just for funning, and somepup broke their toe.  

Scooter I'm looking at you.  Can you not learn that the deck does not change height?  It is not a floating dock like when we used to go out on the boat.  Yes, yes, all Scooter's girlfurriends will be all "oh poor Scooter my knight in flowing fur".  Let me tell you now it was because he jammed his toe in between the deck boards.  I know, painful - but it was after he had made it to the doormat to the house and then spun around being cute.  Sorry to ruin his suave image for ya gals.  Telling ya all what I sleep to every night.  

Did you think the Opossum story was over?  Nope.  Mr. Cutter decided to add an addition to the family and brought one of the babies into the house one morning while Mom was visiting her green grass to tinkle.  

All 4 of us gathered to watch it curl up and play "Opossum".  Then we watched as Mom freaked the (well I can't say that word, I don't like the taste of soap) out!  Then we all got in the way as she ran around freaking even more out and yelling at us to get AWAY!!!!  

The fun ended when she got a big bucket and a long broom and figured it out.  It was that or allow it to head behind the TV in the corner and we all knew that wasn't a good idea.

She wouldn't let us see what she did when she took it outside, but I do know that Mr. Cutter brought it back in about 3 weeks later.  It was now as big as I, but with 4 of us on it we kept it contained.  Well until it figured out cable tv would be the Thing and headed to that corner again.  The same method was used by Mom, but this time we saw she just tossed it back into the yard.

We hit that door as soon as it was open and all 4 of us were out in the yard converged and harassing.  This time, it had had enough.  It hissed and started defending itself.  One by one we got hauled off to the slammer.  Mom did take pictures of the cretin in the yard though.

The thing is, the Professional RAT killers and such, they can't do anything about the things like Opossums or Raccoons (and those masked bandits live around here too).  You have to have a special license to "relocate" them.  But you also have to have a special "relocation" person and exact "relocation" spot to send them to.  Well this is all over my head, but I know that the twin babies seem to have finally found a different dwelling.  

At least Mr. Cutter's nose seems to be telling us.  

A Child Has Arrived.

No, not at this household.  Next door.  Cute as a SNACK-on-a-STICK, but she is a squealie one.  She tries to get us in trouble by barking like us when we are outside.  Then when she sees you she has her dog come up so we can all bark together.  She laughs and barks along with us all and we enjoy ourselves.  Then Mom for some reason comes out and says ENOUGH.  Sometimes we listen, most times not.

Soon to come, the fish tank fiasco.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Let's Talk Poop.</title>
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				<pubdate>Mon, 5 Jul 2010 19:42:21 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Having sniffed this yard often enough in the past I am an expert on who ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Having sniffed this yard often enough in the past I am an expert on who's poo is who's.  Let me explain.

Crop Circles: This title belongs to Pepper.  This girl thinks you need to "walk it out" for some reason.  Being the nosy busy body she is she catches a whiff and has to circle back to see who has been behind her.  Thus a 6 foot circumference is covered in an ever widening spiral.

Drop and Turn:  This title belongs to Cutter.  Ever vigilant on the yard he will drop and do a 180 making sure no ninja assassins attack at his least vulnerable.  

Tribute to Michelangelo: This tile belongs to my brother Scooter.  That boy can drop a falic symbol that makes a girl turn and wonder how big his feet are.  Cuz his nose ain't nothing to write home about BOL.

Practically Perfect:  Well of course that is me, Misty.  Right there in a nice pile like a good dog should.  I mean really, who wants to mess up the yard like a bohemian?  I'm talking to YOU Pepper!  

Sniff (upwind) at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Happy Birthday Mom!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/676740</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 11 Jun 2010 19:58:26 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom is officially in her 4..........

Hey Mom!!!

What's with the g ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom is officially in her 4..........

Hey Mom!!!

What's with the gag order?

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Iditarod?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/670100</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 4 May 2010 23:43:46 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Just as I am getting my winter fluff worked out of the body and into th ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Just as I am getting my winter fluff worked out of the body and into the carpets and clothing we get Jack Frost nipping at our paws.  

Scooter and I are now in training for the Pacific Northwest Invitational Only Iditarod race.  

Thems that invited on the last day it snows in my personal Pacific Northwest neck of the woods, well, you win.  

All the others that are smart enough to not be there, well, you are welcome.  I guess.  

Snow today.  Enough to melt and gush over the gutters and melt too fast for the yard.  Snow that is still out in the backyard freezing and being slippery.  

Snow.  May.  Seattle.

That chick from that state up north of us quit her job and wow - talk about frigid air.  She was just in the state south of us last week.  

Believe it or not BOL.

Now I need to go figure out if I need to grow back all the hair I've been annoyed with due to the warming weather or grow it back.

Good luck to all those plants and vegetables out there from this weather snap.

Sniff at ya later ~ Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Umm, I'd Like to Remind Mom She FORGOT ALL OUR BARKDAYS THIS YEAR!!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/657518</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 25 Feb 2010 21:56:15 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

If that riveting header did not grab your attention and instead you jus ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

If that riveting header did not grab your attention and instead you just delved into my diary (thanks for your love), Mom told us tonight she missed ALL  of our Barkdays!!

Take away my Greenie right now if she didn't remind me it had been 1 full Year since the OTHERS arrived.  

Grrrrrrr....BARK, and MuRummmphhhhh.  

The OTHERS arrive 2/8/09...  Excuse me while I go eat some grass to settle my stomach.  Gaaakkkk

OTHERS given barkdays for the same day they intrude...  more grass, give me some of that wheat grass the cat gets.  Gaaakkk.

Who cares how old they are, Scooter and I turned 5 this month.  Which Mom tells me equals 4 paws and 1 tail.  How about that for a turning point in a dogs life.  

Got a big fat Greenie to ease the pain.  SNACK time!

Word has it on the street in 2 years Scooter and I will be older and wiser than Mom.  

We'll see who buys the Greenies then!!  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

Insult after insult all in one day.  Belly rubs, Greenies and a WALK do not make the slate even if you ask Scooter and I.  We're demanding our barkday goes into next month as well!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Is it Just Me?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/655802</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 21:20:02 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Is it just me or does the announcers voice for the Westminster Kennel C ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Is it just me or does the announcers voice for the Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show make you swoon?

Can We Have the Hound Dogs to the Ring.
This is the Neopolitan Mastiff #7

The absolute favorite!!  This is the Dannndeeedinnnmont Terrier!!!  Just for the way it rolls off the speakers!   BOL those are some funny looking dogs if you ask me.

Also the judge for the Working Group looks like she dressed for the Alice In Wonderland movie they just ran an ad for.  

Is it just me?

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Pull the Dog Away From the Internet.</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 4 Feb 2010 20:02:02 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

So Scooter tells me that yesterday he got a Dog Diary pick for the day. ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

So Scooter tells me that yesterday he got a Dog Diary pick for the day.  He 'tells' me that like I am supposed to believe him.  

I told him that 'Thy eyes did not see.  Thy nose does not believe'.

You cannot tell me that both of the boy dogs got picked for a Dogster Dog Diary pick this week.  2 in 1 week?  I think Pepper and I might have a legal barksuit on female dogscrimination.  

After all, we all know who does the real work around this place while those boys laze around on their couches.  I patrol the house making sure all noises are brought to attention, the water bowl is filled, the dog food is at optimal level for grazing and making sure all pups go outside and bark.  

Pepper, well she pretty much bounds around the house with that silly grin on her face.  Here, there, there, here, here, there, there, here & repeat.  Grin, grin, grin.  Pant, pant, pant.  So not much help there.  As I have been saying ALL along.

Braggart strutted into the bedroom and challenged me for the pillow.  The Royal Queen of All I Survey Pillow.  I think N-O-T!  Dang that dogs head is swollen with pride.  I've got a snarl to pop that pride bubble that I will whip out on a moments annoyance.  

Like in Three....Two....

I thought so!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty - Queen of All I Survey~

PS.  Scooter if I ain't lookin at it...reign away.  BOL!  M~QoAISurvey]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I Paws for the Indy Kitty.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/651856</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 29 Jan 2010 21:42:02 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Beware if you click on the link down below you will go to a website wit ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Beware if you click on the link down below you will go to a website with a horrible name called 'Catster'.  It will ask if you want to go to this horrible site.  It's Okay, it's just Indy Kitty, she never really scared us much.  BOL.

Our tails are down and dragging.  Our <a  class=bodyTextRev target=site  onClick="alert('Dogster Alert: You are about to visit an outside link that was submitted by this pet owner.');" href=http://www.catster.com/cats/1049650/diary/Is_there_catnip_involved/651828>Indy Kitty</a> went to the Rainbow Bridge yesterday.  

If you click on that link, bring tissues and hankies.  

If you are too scardie cat to go to 'Catster', stay safe in Dogster land and head to Scooter's pad.  

Sniffles and sobs.  ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Next Time Just Keep Running Pepper!</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 26 Jan 2010 18:13:26 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

When you think your master plan is set into place and cannot fail, reme ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

When you think your master plan is set into place and cannot fail, remember to tell all parties involved what is expected of them.

I'm talking to you Pepper!

Next time I "arrange" for the side gate to be left open I fully expect you to keep running when you make it through the gate.  None of this sniffing around the yard and then barking at the front door to come back inside.  

The sign says NO Solicitors!  I strongly suggested to Mom that she not answer the door, but she seemed to think Pepper could come back in and opened the door.

So next time just keep running Pepper!  I certainly wouldn't miss your kind around here!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Misty's Saga - The Final Chapter.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/650073</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 20 Jan 2010 20:23:00 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

As my gal pal Doo reminded me I have been remiss in my Montana reenactm ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

As my gal pal <a  class=bodyTextRev target=site href=http://www.dogster.com/dogs/553913>Doo</a> reminded me I have been remiss in my Montana reenactment of our trip to Montana.  So here for <a  class=bodyTextRev target=site href=http://www.dogster.com/dogs/553913>Doo</a> I will finish off the rest of the trip.  Grab a rawhide and snuggle into your dog bed, this could get long winded.

And to remind you all of the cast I direct you to page 1 of the playlist.

Seattle to our destination in SE Montana = 1,000 miles 1 way.
2 solid days of driving each way.

Supporting cast:
Ms.Louann whom we know and love.
Her son the Teenager
Her sister MizThang
The Wicked Witch: Ms.Louann's & MizThang's mother, and the Teenager's grandmother.
Flying Monkeys: are the barn cats.
Tin Man: the Wicked Witches cousin or some such relation.
Glinda The Good Witch: the Wicked Witches friend, and the best darn carmel corn popcorn maker we've ever tasted.
The Scarecrow: Glinda's husband + many other "ranching" responsibilities.  
Mom
Scooter

Starring:
~Misty~

The day before we had all wrapped up tight in the winter clothes that make Mom look like a person we have never seen before.  Not only is she all puffy with those clothes on, but I think she broke her neck or something.  Every time she has to turn to look at something the whole upper part of her body turns to help her look.  Although it might be something in the water, because I saw MsLouann and The Wicked Witch look and turn in the same odd way.  

Now Scooter and I only had our fur we have grown into and the scarves MsLouann knitted for us on the trip 2 years ago.  This day was colder than any day in my pup life!  Now there were various readings on the temperature gauge on the outside of the Wicked Witches house which leads me to believe it was hexed.  Get this.  We heard it's -15.  It's not, it's +8.  No it's not, look over here it says +40.  Now I haven't taken many courses on the internet or anything, but this dogs eyes looked at Mom, and with a shiver disagreed.  Really, 40 Mom and you are bundled up and shaking from the cold?  It was confirmed later it was -26 with the wind chill factor.  My paws would have to agree!

MsLouann, Scooter, Misty, Mom and the Wicked Witch and I headed out through the garage.  We packed up all kinds of stuff from the garage to take to the recycling center in town.  Well Scooter and I hung out in the vehicle on our comfy blanket while we let the furless deal with the cold stuff.  We drove out of the driveway and headed up the road to the recycle center.  I am very glad Mom had to go out there because that road had the whole cold northern wind shooting right down her backside.  I dared Scooter to request they shut the back door, but he just burrowed deeper into the blankets.  So I sat on top of him to keep him warm.  

Our next stop is where we met the Scarecrow again.  Glinda the Good Witch was there and they had some tame Flying Monkeys that lived in the house.  Kind of like our Indy Kitty I guess.  Only these tame Flying Monkeys were huge before they even puffed up at seeing us.  Things are bigger in Montana, like Kitties.  Scooter headed right over to the fireplace and made himself a heat leech.  I couldn't get that close, and neither could the Scarecrow.  I'll tell you that Scarecrow is one smart guy, he and I were best friends.  Glinda the Good Witch packed us off with goodies promising to see us later.  We headed off to our next destination, but not before giving that Flying Monkey lurking through the window a good dash through the snow.  Well Scooter started it.

I'm not sure, but the next place we went to, could have been the lady in charge of all the Flying Monkeys.  She was never really referred to in the movie, but she would have won the audition.  And that spastic unmannered dog, well Scooter and I decided behind Mom on the chair was just fine with us.  Enough said!  Well except there was this bird that was very talkative.  Scooter and I both agree it was asking us if we wanted a "cookie" and then said "hee hee hee".  Weird!

Off to the Cowardly Lions house, but we only got to see the fun stuff on the outside of the house.  Like there is a clothesline that a tree grew around!  A smashing old sidewalk built out of wood timbers that was more crooked than the crooked man that walked a crooked mile. (Try getting your Mom to type that fast correctly).  We delivered the mail and headed back to the Wicked Witches house.  Just as the vehicle was starting to warm up.  

We dashed in and had a SNACK for lunch.  The Teenager and MzThang were still going round and round about any and all topics, so we headed for the comfort of a couch at the opposite end of the noise.  Mom and MsLouann followed after being told to leave the kitchen by the Wicked Witch.   

We are now at Christmas night and "all is well"; to borrow a furless one's phrase.  The Wicked Witch has been cooking and preparing the dinner for the Tin Man, the Cowardly Lion, the Teenager, MizThang, MsLouann, Mom, Glinda the Good Witch of the North and the Scarecrow.  Did I forget any one?  The Flying Monkeys (the real ones) are outside waiting for all to be over, so yes they are there.  

More gifts are exchanged and the Teenager is happy for a little while.  The Tin Man almost falls asleep, but then dinner is ready.  Fingers are pointed arranging seating arrangements.  The Teenager, and I can vouch for this, "misunderstands" and sits in the wrong chair.  The Tin Man approaches the table unaware of the visual eye dual going on.  The Wicked Witch hisses "move Over Teenager".  Teenager jestures back, mouthing "no Way!"  The Wicked Witch over glares with menace over the Teenager and he moves to his pre assigned seat.  

The Tin Man sat down never knowing a thing went on.  

Food went around the table.  It went around again.  The Teenager finished off all the rolls.  Mom finished off the rest of the wine.  MizThang had another round and pronounced she might be feeling better, but she would wait until the next morning until she would say she was better.  

MizThang did make an apple pie from scratch this exact morning.  From memory which Mom finds amazing and has actual envy of.  It was beautious.  

The Tin Man decided it was time for him to head home.  He was hosting most of the same people in a couple nights for the famous beef-o-licious o rama.  Throw in a sham a lam a ding dong and we are talking about good food!  The Tin Man was driving his show piece if you would call it that.  You might say that his mom was the Wizard of Oz, only like he did, she has floated off to another place.  So he drives around her Cadillac, which he did that night.  

Now the reason the Cowardly Lion was with us tonight was that the weather was so cold and windy that her cubs couldn't drive up.  MsLouann was driving the Cowardly Lion home when she burst through both doors and said "The Tin Man Needs Help!".  At which all bodies got in motion at an extreme speed not bothering with some gear (Teenager, no shoes, Mom not coat).  Only to find the Tin Man sitting in the car stuck from a snow drift that had blown behind him.  No heart attack, no blood, not even a body stuck in the snow.  

Try as we all did, the wind was blowing snow hard, the drift was deep, and the car was just wrong for unsticking.  Finally the Tin Man crawled out and asked MsLouann for a ride home.  But of course says MsLouann, it's right around the corner from the Cowardly Lion.  The Teenager hollars to wait for him and runs inside to bundle up.  He grabs a shovel in case he needs to dig his mom out and off he goes.  

MsLouann and the Teenager arrive back home saftly with tales of snow drifts and plowing through, the Tin Man suggesting 4 wheel drive, the Cowardly Lion advising to drive in the middle of the road.  I'm not sure if what they suggested as they were being dropped off did not get tested on the way back.  Those 2 giggled as they came through the door.  

We woke up the next day to a snowy vision.  Not much seemed to really fall out of the sky so much as the wind had blown it all in.  Today the wind has stopped and it is the quiet that white makes.  Well until we see the Flying Monkey across the street and get our Bark On in pursuit.  Sadly both Scooter and I hit a snow drift across the road and poofed to a stop.  Bouncing up we looked about, but by then Scooter just wanted to make yellow snow.  I did as well.

There was more of the same for the next 2 days with the weather sort of clear and in the mid teens. Mom suggested we plant a banana tree since the weather had shifted to tolerable.  I'd have to agree that even if the ground was still cold, the sun felt good and there wasn't that wind blowing your britches around.  

We headed to the Tin Man's house for the beef o rama fest, etc, etc, etc.  There was a valiant attempt to drive his chariot back up to him, however challenges plopped themselves right into the only clear path.  

MizThang had to instruct the Wicked Witch on how to drive backwards from her own driveway.  We all watched from the road and agree this was the first challenge.  MizThang is a distraction, even if she is your own child.  

The Teenager in his quest to clear the Wicked Withes driveway, work off hours for MsLouann and get his free meal deal from MizThang had added the challenge of making sure the Wicked Witch had the biggest snow pile.  That snow pile ended up about a Papillon length from the back of the Tin Man's chariot.  

MizThang 
Wicked Witch backed into the Teenager's snow pile.  

We all piled in and drove up to the Tin Man's with MsLouann.  The Tin Man chuckled and said it would come out of the snow just fine in July.  The Tin Man continued finishing up that great aroma in his kitchen and told someone to start the fire.  

MsLouann walked over and lit the fire since nobody else had moved.  Next thing you know it smells like a campfire in the house, the smoke alarm goes off and we all turn around.  Glinda the Good Witch looks at the Scarecrow and says "you used to be a volunteer fireman, fix it".  

The Scarecrow goes over and grabs the poker and opens the vent for the chimney.  The alarm still goes off and MsLouann takes it down while the Wicked Witch opens the back door and Glinda the Good Witch opens the front door.  As the house finally clears out and the smoke is mostly gone, the Tin Man comes out from the kitchen and suggests we open the vent on the chimney.  

Thanks Tin Man, you said dinner was ready - can we sit down now?

Oh the dinner.  Roast Beast.  Yukon Gold Potatoes.  Buttery bisquits, Snalad with home made dressing.  Glinda the Good Witch made Lemon Chiffon Pie and Apple Pie.  

As we rolled out the door hiding our belches until we could get into the ride home and really let loose a Flying Monkey walked by.  I confess it was a little tidbit Flying Monkey and I didn't have the muster up to make a fuss.  It had spunk chasing us as we walked out, but my belly is fat and happy.  Scooter was busy wobbling against a bush making more yellow snow, because I think he might have wanted to take it home.  

We headed out later than MizThang had us scheduled for because the Teenager decided to shower.  He takes long showers.  I declined to have it explained to me and we will leave it at that.  More chaos in the schedule was discovered when MizThang didn't have page 3 (of 4) of the instructions on...how to get back to Seattle.

Let's just say it was an ugly 30 minutes of MizThang having to accept we could navigate back to Central Montana where page 2 would help us out. MizThang must have thought she was part of the Lewis and Clark expedition she had it all mapped out so well. 

After a long days drive we are in Billings, Montana.  Haven't we been here before for the hospital?  Mom leaves me and Scooter with the Teenager while they go out and get some food and find something for the Teenager to eat.  He wants to reconnect with the TV and the internet.  

Mom, MsLouann and MizThang end up at a local place.  The kind where you have so many pages you question what they are good at.  Drinks and dinner are ordered after talking MizThang out of an appetizer.  

Hungry is as Hungry does after a long road trips.

MizThang has extra special instructions for our waitress Jasmine.  Drinks, dinner, side dishes, and so many more things.  Salads come and Mom comments on how she has never seen a chopped blue cheese salad come with candied pecans and italian salad dressing.  

MizThang preaches to Jasmine the waitress on the proper way a "steak house" chopped blue cheese salad should be made.  Their way was not the way in case you wondered.  Also, her pomegranate margarita was not "pommy" enough.  Could she have another and see if they can do a better job.

Mom slinked out telling Jasmine she did a wonderful job and slipped her some extra cash.  MsLouann did the same and apologized for MizThang.  MizThang was too busy figuring out the next complaint to pay attention.

We made it home the next day.  I was disappointed to see the OTHERS still at the house, but too fed up with the car load I'd just left.  Mom wished MsLouann luck for the next 2 days as MizThang didn't leave for a while.  Scooter and I told her no matter what, she was always right in our world.

The End.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Misty's Saga - Part 5</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 7 Jan 2010 21:05:38 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Well to continue on the saga of the Montana vacation, let me just remin ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Well to continue on the saga of the Montana vacation, let me just remind you of a few facts..

Seattle to our destination in SE Montana = 1,000 miles 1 way.
2 solid days of driving each way.

Supporting cast:
Ms.Louann whom we know and love.
Her son the Teenager
Her sister MizThang
The Wicked Witch: Ms.Louann's & MizThang's mother, and the Teenager's grandmother.
Flying Monkeys are the barn cats.
Tin Man: the Wicked Witches cousin or some such relation.
Mom
Scooter

Starring:

~Misty~

Today leads us to Christmas day and the Teenager is already bored with his presents.  Lucky for him he has new tshirts to wear and a warm jacket.  His jeans were dry, and after all the presents were handed out MsLouann asked the Teenager what he had given her.  Teenager fessed up that nothing was given.  However volunteered 100 hours of labor.

The Wicked Witch grew silent.

MizThang came to attention.

MsLouann inquired "Really?".

"Yes" the Teenager agreed.  "Well maybe not Mommy, how many hours is that really?  I might want to reconsider."

MsLouann laughs at Teenager and tells him to she appreciates the gift.  BOL, poor Teenager.

As the brilliant mind of a Teenager often goes, a whirlwind of offers spew to try and work the committed hours off; I'll clear the Wicked Witches' driveway.  Nothing substantial other than the driveway offer.  Teenager's get distracted it appears, in a sly sort of way.  

MsLouann asks - what will you give me for the Wicked Witches' driveway clearing?  Teenager feels a bite on the bait and blurts out 1 HOUR!!  

MsLouann tells him it is a deal.  The Wicked Witch cackles and goes back to the kitchen.  She knows a good deal when it has been made.  The Teenager seeing the Wicked Witch not putting up a qualm and MsLouann agreeing so fast wonders what he has himself up to.

Now Scooter and I have already dealt with the Flying Monkeys this morning chasing the out from the confines of the porch.  After day 3 of this Mom is into this and has her "outside shoes" on.  Scooter and I rip snort off the side of the patio toward the garage and hit a snowbank.

Scooter and I discussed this, and we had never hit a snowbank this invisible.  Well it looked like you could see across it and then you were either "in" it or "under" it.  Not to worry, this snow you could pop right out of and as long as your nose was above snow it was fun.

For a minute or two.  Well I must confess that the morning weather was 15 degrees and there was no wind at all.  Once our spastic chase had ended we headed toward Mom all bundled up in stuff that made it funny to watch her turn her head and keep track of us.

We had a bit of freedom running up the road and that is where we saw the cattle.  Well that's when Scooter saw the cattle.  Mercy that dog can bark when he gets it on.  Mom hardly moved she laughed so hard at his attempt at herding cattle.  I supported him the best I could, but dignity is dignity, prudence is prudence, and saving your little Papillon butt is priceless.

I'm sure Scooter has a different take on the issue, but right now he seems to be in need some Montana fresh air.  He's been sleeping on Mom's fuzzy coat she wore and the suitcase she still has not put away.  Perhaps Scooter wants to live with Glenda the Good Witch and the Scarecrow?  But I seem to be a little in front of the story.  Regardless, I think Scooter has a v-i-s-i-t with the V-E-T....in the future.

Scooter ran right across the road doing naked time (no leash) with me following just as naked.  He ran into the field and barked his little tail off.  He did his best to get those cattle to look at him.  They were too far away to pay attention yet.  Scooter did not know the secret that you need a Scarecrow to stop by.

The Scarecrow drove by with his feed for the cattle and Merry Christmas'd us.  Mom was so brr cold and watching us she didn't even know the Scarecrow was driving by ~ nor that we would meet again.  Mom so cold wondered why people drove around in vehicles in 15 degrees with their windows down.  

Meanwhile we've WALKED down the long road and the snow has drifted in.  Scooter is barking at the cattle he sees and I admit I help along.  We get brave since the cattle are walking across the pasture (they are really BIG in Montana) and bark louder.  

Did you know that when the Scarecrow drives by and you add dogs that bark and a person (Mom) walking with the dogs that CATTLE will come?

We did not.  

Did you know that they often bring such things as "colts" not to be confused with a "cold" (which Mom stays home for) with them in the pasture?  They move much faster than the other bovine critters, but they sure do get excited and move as a crowd.  Who knew Scooter could cause this kind of stampede?  

Is that the right wording?  Stampede?

Well they were very interested all of a sudden and the herd headed  toward us, colts included.  Frisky colts.  Whoa colts you are getting very close now.

BARK*BARK*BARK*BARK*

That's where I leave all you pups tonight.  Mom will fill you in on the Tin Man getting stuck and the Teenagers pending task of shoveling the Wicked Witches' driveway.  

The snow is still drifting from a small breeze.

Mom says it feels balmy out at 15 above, and after the last few days I have to agree.  At least we've been able to scamper about and not have to worry about getting my bloomers in a bunch. 

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Misty's Saga - Part 4</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 7 Jan 2010 15:36:43 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I had barktated this all to Mom last night but her fingers did the keyb ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I had barktated this all to Mom last night but her fingers did the keyboard dance and erased all I had told you.  It is her fault alone that she has to retype this all from memory as I refuse to work with someone who is so irresponsible.  Maybe later, but right now Iâ€™m looking at you Scooter for a replacement secretary.  Limber up those digits man â€“ Iâ€™ve got things to bark about.

The next 2 days after we arrived at the Wicked Witches house were pretty lazy and uneventful.  The weather was cold since the wind was whipping across the land bringing the wind chill up the bloomers factor to negative 25 paw degrees.  Do you realize that your paws go on strike when it is that cold out.  Sure enough, you can see them down there, but getting them to move is a different story, they just donâ€™t possibly want to make another step onto that cold world.  Itâ€™s pretty hard to find a place to pee when it is that cold as well.  Iâ€™m not sure how you pups that live in this kind of temperature find a place to go potty.  The ground is all hard and the smells are frozen into the ground.  Well I did manage to find some frozen cat poocicle under the deck, but Mom made me spit it out before any of the good taste came out.  There was also those funny looking round poo droppings that Mom told me was from a deer.  More on deer another day, boy they sure can jump far.

MsLouann decreed the year 2010 to be the year the Teenager should accept some responsibility for his actions.  She decided the trip would be a good way to start him on this process and we all experienced the aftermath of that decision.  You see the Teenager was to pack his own clothes for the trip to the Wicked Witches house for the holidays, and he did a pretty good job of NOT packing.  His Teenage wisdom didnâ€™t think to pack any other shirts or pants other than what he had left the house in 2 days ago.  Iâ€™ll let you guess why, but we probably all know what he had to say about it.  You are right, it wasnâ€™t his FAULT!  MsLouann pressed on exactly whoâ€™s fault it would be, and he said it was because he got a new Xbox 360 and was playing it.  MsLouann was not impressed.  

Teenager headed upstairs to take his shower (hope nobody else needs hot water he takes a while.)  The Wicked Witch, MizThang and MsLouann had a plan you see.  They had some clothes for him to wear while they washed his only pair of pants and shirt.  They left had him leave his clothes outside the bathroom door and they would leave him something to change into.  First they thought theyâ€™d just give him a pair of Momâ€™s jeans, but they found a pair of butter yellow sweatpants that had belonged to the Wicked Witches mom (I know, who knew Wicked Witches had momâ€™s).  Teenager after finishing his shower immediately demanded to know what he had ever done to anyone to deserve those clothes.  MsLouann told him it was his lack of responsibility that earned him that priveledge.  

Teenager also forgot his trial contacts, which of course was not his fault either.  They must be in the other case at home, or he just has no idea where it could possibly be.  I have a feeling this will be a long year for the Teenager and learning responsibility, but I could be wrong.  Not often am I, but we left MsLouann with that hope.  BOL.

Teenager pestered the entire household to allow him to rearrange the presents under the tree, but the Wicked Witch told him not to touch them and he obeyed.  However this did not stop the Teenager from asking multiple times if he could in fact look at, touch, arrange, fondle and basically drool over the presents.  The Wicked Witch understood this was just a ploy to assure himself he did in fact have the largest wrapped present under the tree.  The Wicked Witch is kind of smart in those ways.  She says it was because she used to be an elementary school teacher, but do you see a school district allowing a Wicked Witch to teach their kids?  Does she teach them to fly on a broom?  How to avoid water?  Light scarecrows on fire?  Be envious of fantastic sparkly red shoes?

It started snowing lightly this afternoon and Scooter and I sniffed and snorted in the fresh snow.  Sometimes itâ€™s just so much fun to tear across the fresh snow leaving tracks and pounce on your brother.  It was while we were out in the fresh snow that we ran into the Wicked Witches Flying Monkeys (Mom says they are called cats).  Those Flying Monkeys came out from under the porch when Scooter poked his head down there and lit off for parts unknown.  Little did we know it was part of their sinister plan to strand us in snow drifts while they tore out for the shacks out back.  Those Flying Monkeys would come to tease us for the rest of our stay at the Wicked Witches.  Sleeping on the deck in their boxes, under the porch and walking lurking around corners.  The Wicked Witch was most protective of them and wouldnâ€™t allow us to go outside while she fed her little pretties or gave them water.  We knew what was going on out there, but never once were we allowed out to witness her feeding the Flying Monkeys.  I suspect it is because they become even uglier while they eat and she was protecting our delicate sensibilities.  

We did keep an eye out every time we went outside for those Flying Monkeys.  Sometimes they would light out from under the porch and weâ€™d give chase.  Sometimes theyâ€™d be gone but we could smell their aroma from under the porch.  There werenâ€™t many encounters with the Flying Monkeys, but your best bet was first thing in the morning on the first step out the door for the morning constitutional.  

Tune in tomorrow for: Cattle herding, Cattle semiâ€™s, Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, and the Tin Man getting stuck in the snow.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Misty's Saga - Part 3</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 6 Jan 2010 14:49:21 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Finally we have arrived at the Wicked Witches house and had some area t ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Finally we have arrived at the Wicked Witches house and had some area to run around in the house.  Scooter played the cute card all night long and everyone kept picking him up and telling him how cute he was.  That dog will do anything for attention â€“ even demeaning himself to the point of sitting up and actually begging for attention.  I say Scooter, do you need some cheese with that whine?  

The weather is still holding at very overcast and mighty windy.  That negative 25 with the wind chill factor goes blowing right up my bloomers and causes a chilly shake or two to seize my body.  Scooter made the biggest yellow snow heâ€™d ever made in his whole life, I can attest to that.  Mom didnâ€™t get a picture in time, but the snow was pristine white and his bright yellow pee was very noticeable.  Boys been eating his B vitamins or something that pee was so neon yellow against the snow.

Iâ€™ll tell you a girl really has to be quick when you go out in weather that cold.  The ground is frozen and most of the good smells are frozen up as well.  I did go under the deck and find a tasty frozen kitty poo-cicle that I brought out to share w/ Scooter.  Mom caught me too soon and made me leave it outside.  The only good thing so far weâ€™ve found to bring inside and it isnâ€™t allowed.  Figures.  Finding a spot to go potty is no fun since my feet about freeze to the ground with every step we take.  That silly scarf Mom packed for me doesnâ€™t do a thing to keep this gal warm.  I asked Scooter, and the green one he is wearing isnâ€™t doing much for him either.  Weâ€™re more of a function dogs than a fashion dogs, so she can keep her stupid scarves.  

We hung around the house listening to the Teenager argue with MizThang and the Wicked Witch.  MissLouann and Mom just stuck to their corner and did their best to ignore them all.  MizThang continued to keep us up to date on her body functions (4 bowel movements which I believe takes Scooterâ€™s old record down for the count), the amount of Pepcid taken and how the ol stomach felt (still poorly but on the mend).  MizThang was talked into some toast for breakfast and she insisted she could only eat 1 piece.  That toast must have worked wonders because by noon she had that bag of potato chips out and almost polished the entire thing off.  The Teenager and MizThang turned the tv on and watched it all day long until the Wicked Witch had to switch it to the weather at 6:00 pm.

The next day was Christmas eve and the Wicked Witch being herself does things differently at her house.  Presents are opened on Christmas Eve rather than waiting for Santa Paws to head down the chimney and say hi.  The Teenager spent the entire day bugging anyone that would listen to let him rearrange the presents so that he could pass them out at the most efficient speed.  See the Wicked Witch also waits until all the presents are passed out before anyone can open a thing.  The Teenager just wanted to really see how big his pile was and if he had the biggest boxes possible.  I was getting rather disgusted with all his interruptions and wiggling around that was disturbing my sleep, but Mom explained to me that his worries were founded and not to let it get to me.  

Scooter and I have decided to go on a food strike.  Nothing major since we still want our Chicken Strip SNACKS and anything else someone will hand us that has been up on a plate on a table.  Rather we are going the guilt route and making Mom feel bad by not eating out of the dog bowl.  Not only because Mom failed to remember to bring our dog dishes for food and water (and really who wants to drink water out of a hotel ice bucket?), but because we can make her feel guilty.  Yep, we have her hand feeding us kibble by kibble.  Whenever she tries to pull the here are 4 kibbles in a hand we both turn our noses up and ignore it.  One kibble at a time Lady, one kibble at a time.  Scooter even got fancy by not chewing his kibble, just swallowing it, which made Mom think he was really hungry.  He kept on course and kept swallowing and no chewing.  He would even quit a bit earlier than he normally would have at home â€“ I was quite proud of the doglet Scooter.

Well as you can see, these few days were a bit on the slow side, but fear not.  We still have cattle round up, playing chicken with a cattle truck, ditch diving (not to be confused with dumpster diving which actually sounds like fun too), opening presents and the local getting his Cadillac stuck in the snow.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dog Test: Dreamer.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/646426</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 2 Jan 2010 18:33:08 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I just took this online test and can you believe I am considered a &quot;dre ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I just took this online test and can you believe I am considered a "dreamer"?

Here's what they say about me: 

Your dog is a Spontaneous, Beta and Medium Activity type which we call the Dreamer. The Dreamer is disorganised, socially and mentally. It lacks the energy to assert an active social challenge but may challenge a very easy going owner or dog over some prized resource such as the couch or a bone, perhaps curling its lip or snarling occasionally. It enjoys freeform pastimes such as watching TV or sniffing about off lead most of all. 

Take your own test <a  class=bodyTextRev target=site  onClick="alert('Dogster Alert: You are about to visit an outside link that was submitted by this pet owner.');" href=http://www.petconnectgame.com>here</a>.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Misty's Saga - Part 2</title>
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				<pubdate>Sat, 2 Jan 2010 17:35:03 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Well to continue on the saga of the Montana vacation, let me just remin ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Well to continue on the saga of the Montana vacation, let me just remind you of a few facts..

Seattle to our destination in SE Montana = 1,000 miles 1 way.
2 solid days of driving each way.

Supporting cast:
Ms.Louann whom we know and love.
Her son the Teenager
Her sister MizThang
Mom
Scooter

Starring:
Moi ~Misty~

Yesterday we left off in Missoula, Montana.  I'm sure it is a lovely place, but we didn't see much since it was dark and foggy, not to mention freeze your nose on the ground sniffing cold!  Being only our second day in the cold temperatures that involve phrases such as these doozies.
"Below Zero"
"Wind Chill Factor"
"Snow Drifts"
"Icy Patches" (not to be outdone by "Black Ice")
"Snow Plows"
"Watch for" insert one of choice - "Deer", "Antelope", "Cattle", "Livestock".

The Wicked Witch talked MizThang into going to the urgent care facility in Billings a good 4 hours away.  Let me tell you, I stuck my nose up against the cool window the day before and that ground flies past at 75 MPH, and that when Mom was just doing the speed limit BOL.  Something about not given no ground to no semi is all I caught of her mutterings.  

MizThang spent the next 4 hours discussing all the gurgles, pains, movement of fluids both at the front of the body and behind - oh yes she did!  She argued with the Teenager about "cold" being a "relative term" and that you couldn't be cold because cold is just the lack of heat.  I know already - isn't that just what you want to listen to between MizThang and the Teenager.

Finally across that blue horizon of Montana that goes on for eternity (well you look at it from the eyes of a Papillon speeding down the road at OMD - how fast are you driving MsLouann??  Billings, Montana and the holy grail of this leg of the journey - the Urgent Care Facility.  

The Wicked Witch let us know the Yellow Brick Road was called "27th Street", but MizThang got impatient on the first 2 exits so we HAD to take the next one.  After all the Wicked Witch couldn't possibly be right.  MizThang proceeds to call her doctor on the east coast (MizThang really likes her doctor in case you wanted to know) since the night before she had read it on the website she had to call her doctor and let them now she was going to the Urgent Care Facility first.  

Meanwhile having gotten off on the exit that had no yellow bricks for us to follow MsLouann is now driving around trying to find our destination.  Mom meekly suggests calling the facility and asking them for directions from the back seat.  MizThang rejects that idea as silly since if we don't know where we are - how could we possibly get directions!  The Teenager suggests MsLouann buys a GPS for the vehicle.  

MizThang leaves another message for her doctor.
MizThang comments on everyones driving skills.  After all she drives in the worst traffic all the time.  Those of us from Seattle have no cause to whine about rush hour - we seem to have no concept of a crowded freeway full of cranky drivers.  
MizThang talks to her doctor finally and can now focus fully on criticizing.  MsLouann  drives on hoping to find the correct part of town.

MizThang beats the rush at the Urgent Care Facility by some unknown karmic means.  Billings most likely felt the disturbance and headed the warning stopping time for all but MizThang.  One only knows what the outcome would have been if MizThang had to sit behind a line of the locals.  After all - she has diagnosed herself with gall stones and that should take precidence, don't we all agree?

MsLouann, Mom and the Teenager dump her in the care of the Billings Urgent Care Facility and head out for lunch.  Tempers flare as the discussion over fast food or a chain diner are up for vote.  Teenager very angry fast food is not allowed and orders a huge hamburger to sooth his stomach.  The Teenager even more upset when a trip next door to a "boring store" has to occur.  

The Teenager suggests leaving MizThang and calling the Wicked Witch to drive up and pick her up.  MsLouann vetoes the suggestion as we get the call from MizThang having been released from the Urgent Care Facility.  

Diagnosis:  Food Poisoning.  Did any other pup out there see that one coming?  Yea, no surprise to this dog either.

Back to I-90 for the continued trip East.  We still have a good solid 4 hours to go.  Scooter is sleeping and has perfected the art of sliding off the pillow and burrowing under the blanket for maximum warmth.  This pup here is still hotter than Cerberus standing at the gates of Hades.  The Teenager complains about my breath as I pant, pant, pant his direction.  I wrinkle my nose and think to myself, 'well your armpit stinks too'.

We round the corner at the Little Bighorn Battlefield and head even more SE toward the Wicked Witches house.  Today's weather has been better than the day before.  Yesterday it was rainy.  We had been in front of the storm we left so early trying to avoid, but the debacle of the puke fest from the day before put us back in the rain path.  The second day of travel had better weather to see in, but it was still windy and chilly outside.  So far all is still dry.

2 hours after the turn from Custer's last stand we see the town we are headed to.  In front of us, 2 Deer walk across the road.  MsLouann slows down to a crawl to let the little ones pass.  MsLouann starts down the road and gets a look from the local law enforcement (Guard at the Gates) and has the pleasure of meeting his company.  

Guard at the Gates: I'll bet you didn't ever think you'd be pulled over in our magnificent city.
MsLouann:  This is where the Wicked Witch lives!
Guard at the Gates:  Who is the Wicked Witch?
MsLouann:  MsDorothy!
Guard at the Gates:  If you have any further trouble, tell them you talked to the Guard of the Gates.
MsLouann:  Do you want to see my travel papers?
Guard at the Gates:  Nah.  Tell the Wicked Witch hi.

MizThang and Teenager have texted the Wicked Witch of MsLouann's situation.  The Wicked Witch says she'll see us when she sees us.  

That my pup pals is where I will leave you for tonight.  Tomorrow we discuss; Teenager responsibilities, yellow sweatpants, below freezing paws, Teenager's "old lady hair", the Wicked Witches Flying Monkeys and much, much more.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Misty's Saga - Part 1</title>
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				<pubdate>Fri, 1 Jan 2010 09:53:39 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>~Hey everypup Misty here~

The great news is we are back from our trip to Montana, where the wind  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ ~Hey everypup Misty here~

The great news is we are back from our trip to Montana, where the wind is below zero when it flies up this gals pantaloons.  Brrrr.  It was a very long drive that lasted 2 whole days each way.  Scooter got lots of sleeping done, and I got to sit on Mom's lap for enough time each day that I needed my space after a while. Those Mom's are fidgety right when the good part of sleep comes along.   

The Awful news is that the OTHERS are still here!!  Can you believe it?  Santa-paws must not have wanted to put Pepper to work in the reindeer stables and Cutter working with the elves.  That must mean those 2 are both on his naughty list.  I'd expect nothing different from those good for nothing two.  Absence does not make this heart grow fonder, that is for sure!

Now before I dig right into this saga let me fill you all in on some background info.  You'll need that to appreciate the endurance it truly takes to be a Mom's Best Friend.

Seattle to our destination in SE Montana = 1,000 miles 1 way.
2 solid days of driving each way.

Supporting cast:
Ms.Louann whom we know and love.
Her son the Teenager
Her sister MizThang
Mom
Scooter

Starring:
Moi ~Misty~

It was a dark and early morning as the car pulled into the drive.  Ha - just kidding, here's how it all unfolds.

MizThang had a snowstorm on the east coast grounding a lot of planes the day prior to her day to fly.  Her flight left on time the next day.  However something called "luggage" did not seem to arrive with her.  I sure am glad I don't have a job in the lost luggage department at SeaTac.  You'd have to take medication after dealing with her tirade over something not under your control.  The good thing, the car had more room on the way over.  The bad side - listening to FedEx tracking for the next 3 days as the airlines struggle to deliver it to podunk Montana during the holiday season.  The best part - when it said it was on a truck and didn't show up until the next day.  BOL!

We piled out of the house at Dark'o'clock and settled into our assigned seating arrangement.  The Teenager on one side, Mom on the other side of the back seat, and Scooter and I had not only a pillow to perch on, but a warm comfy blanket to mush into Mom as we slid into sleeping positions.  We had to leave so early to avoid a storm headed toward the Cascades - the first mountain pass we will see on the trip.  

The Teenager started in at once with the tirade that you could pull the string on and would repeat itself automatically.  I might not have it all down by heart, but allow me to give it a whirl.  "I'm hungry.  I'm bored.  Can I have a pop?  Can I have some candy.  How much longer?  Scooter get your butt off of me!  Misty stop staring at me.  What city are we stopping in again?  What mile sign are we at?  Can I use your computer?  Can I watch a movie?".  Depending on the time of day, you can start that tirade in any spot and still be as annoyed as the entire car was at the Teenager.

MizThang mapped the entire trip out with the stopping areas clearly defined by mileage and time.  2 hours outside of Seattle headed East on I-90 was our breakfast stop.  Scooter and I got out in the cold wind and headed toward the snow patch to romp and turn parts of the snow yellow.  Speaking of yellow - that place we stopped had yellow arches.  Mom doesn't usually eat at those places often, but she says they still make the best hash browns and she can make do with that.  

MizThang's choice in breakfast goodies did not agree with her and in Stateline, ID it decided to pay another visit to the outside world.  Yes, right there in the car while we were still driving.  It was an amazing job, and I still want to know why after all that work she didn't just eat it right back up like any good dog would do.  After all the rice, beans, and corn looked hardly different than 45 minutes ago.  Bonus points were awarded for hitting the heater vent, both sides of the window and car door, the floor and amazingly nothing hit the seat.  There is a reason for that and if you can imagine both a seat and a lap big enough to cover a seat while pulling a Linda Blair, you might have an idea why the seat was spared.

More hurling was done in a parking lot while the entire car evacuated in disgust, horror and panic.  Like rats out of an aqua duct we looked.  After the unexpected pit stop and the clean up crew (MsLouann) did their best we visited a sucky machine and did the best to remove the bits that could be reached.  The heater vent on that side was closed and should have a danger sign taped to it.  BOL.

Teenager whipped out his brat card and started with making puking noises, escalated into suggestions to stop again at the place with the golden arches, rubbed in the fact that he ate the same meal and felt "just fine", and about got tied to the top of the car for the remainder of the trip.  I would have been fine with that because we Teenager and I had had about enough of each other.  

Teenager started in on asking where we were going to stop for the night and how much further, and probably wanted a pop in there somewhere as well.  We made more stops for stomach issues and pushed on the best we could.

MizThang kept us apprised of how she felt, what her body was doing, how much Pepcid she was taking and when, her own diagnosis of what was going on (gall stones of course), how much further we had to go to the hotel, where FedEx said her luggage was (stuck in a storm in TN - BOL), and about any other topic that came to her head.

MsLouann and Mom made eye contact in the mirror and both had the same thoughts.  Can't either of those other two shut up for a while??  Mom got her iPod out, MsLouann was on her own for a while.

Mom took over driving when it got dark to help MsLouann and we checked for the night in Missoula, MT.  MizThang gave us a list of stuff she needed picked up from the store.  Mom and MsLouann headed out to run errands and pick up some food.  Teenager turned on tv and Scooter and I took up residence on the pillows on a bed.  

That my pup pals takes care of day 1.  Tune in tomorrow where we discuss; hospital visits, not asking for directions, Teenager not getting fast food for lunch, and finally the arrival at our destination to the Wicked Witch of the West and the local law - dunh dunh dunh.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I Can Pee by Myself!!</title>
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				<pubdate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 19:46:07 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Honest Pepper, I know it was the best spot to pee on.  There is no need ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Honest Pepper, I know it was the best spot to pee on.  There is no need to stick that BIG FAT PEPPER NOSE up in my business while it is still happening!  

EACH
AND
EVERY
TIME

Can we just give it the 5 second rule and let me just finish my girlie business without you shoving that HUGE SHOVEL NOSE  and snorting while I am being dainty.  

Here and now I say that I can pee by myself.  No spotter required.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Naughty or Nice List</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 22:04:32 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I just want to point out the reasons I came up with that I know for sur ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I just want to point out the reasons I came up with that I know for sure I am on Santa Paws' good dog list.  Unlike that BIG FAT PEPPER NOSE who I'm putting in for a stocking full of coal.  If only just because the color goes with her fur and maybe if she was all black she'd just disappear into the night darkness.  Now that would be the bestest gift Santa Paws could ever give me.  I'd even let Cutter stay here if Santa Paws could make that one wish come true!  Come on Santa Paws - come on!

Misty's reasons for being on the good dog Santa Paws list.  I came up with these all by myself.

1.  I allowed that BIG FAT PEPPER NOSE to move in and stay.  
2.  I have warmed up to the OTHERS and want to play.  It's not my fault they are snobs and won't let me play their reindeer games.  Santa Paws, I think you have some experience with this topic...
3.  I monitor the food level in the dish and ensure that we canines never run out.  If we do I remind Mom repeatedly until she stops trying to starve us to death.
4.  I make sure all the dogs behave and stick to my rules.  When somepup for instance is sleeping on my pillow, Mom needs to be told about these lawbreakers and criminal offences!  Anarchy would be bad in this house - well mostly because I would lose.  Umm - Santa Paws please forget all the anarchy talk.  I'm guessing that would be a more bad dogs list topic.
5.  I'm the bestest HUGGER in the whole world.  When Mom asks for a HUG, I make sure to put my whole body into it and let her know I love her.  If I'm super lucky I can give her a kiss up the nose which she tells me is the whole reason I'm supposed to only give HUGS.  We have a no kiss clause I don't remember as a young pup ever signing...

So that is 5 whole reasons which is much as a whole paw.  In my book 1 paw = good SNACKS!

~Sniff at ya later~ Misty

PS Santa Paws remember Scooter and I will be in Montana for Christmas this year.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I found a use for that BIG FAT PEPPER NOSE!!</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 8 Dec 2009 19:23:44 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~ Misty here~

As much as it pains me to have added a picture of that BIG FAT PEPPER  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~ Misty here~

As much as it pains me to have added a picture of that BIG FAT PEPPER NOSE to my own pawsonal website, I did to show that I found a use for that NOSE!

What do you think of that picture!!  I'm gonna pawmail Santa right now and see if we can strike a bargain.  He's going to be stopping by already for yours pawly (surely not for Pepper) so if I leave her out w/ the Baileys and cookies.  Well I'm just saying that she can help him out with that shiny red nose she is pictured with.  Hey - maybe someday they'll write a song about her!  Who cares - as long as she is out of here!

And if it doesn't work out w/ Santa - he can send her to the Island of Misfit Toys!  BOL!!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Tagged ~ Who's up to play?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/639446</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 1 Dec 2009 20:12:09 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I was tagged by gal pal Doo and said I'd give it a try.  And then when  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I was tagged by gal pal <a  class=bodyTextRev target=site href=http://www.dogster.com/dogs/553913>Doo</a> and said I'd give it a try.  And then when I saw how the webpage was updated and the theme was all butterflies ~ well I'd say this Papillon is honored to have a true friend like that!  Thanks Doo, Girl Dog Extraordinaire.  (and for making that as hard to spell as Papillon BOL).

Here goes:

I'm supposed to 7 facts about me  and then tag some of my friends and have them tell some things about themselves too. 

#1)  I will kick the food bowl across the kitchen if I deem it too empty or egads; totally empty.
#2)  I prefer the human method of sleeping with my head on a pillow zonked out and snoring.  Well I'm small - so are the snores!  Stop laughing.
#3)  I'm autocratic.  Don't let them tell you I am grumpy!
#4)  I tolerate <a  class=bodyTextRev target=site href=http://www.dogster.com/dogs/955083>Cutter</a>.  But my nose still turns up at <a  class=bodyTextRev target=site href=http://www.dogster.com/dogs/955117>BIG FAT NOSE</a>.  That ain't ever changing.
#5)  In fact I still have <a  class=bodyTextRev target=site href=http://www.dogster.com/dogs/955117>BIG FAT NOSE</a> up for sale if anypup is interested....
#6)  Mom tells me I can't use #5 so I have to come up with another one.  Is that fair in my own diary?
#7)  I've had the same Teddy Bear stuffed squeakie since the week after I came home.  Mom says it's disgusting.  I say it is perfectly seasoned.  Plus I got a look at that rag she calls a Teddy Bear.  Ewww.
#8)  Make up fact for question #5.  I like my coffee heavy on the cream.  So keep that in mind if you leave it out on the bench - oh, say, in the summer.

I won't tag anyone, but anyone that wants to join in feel free.  Well I might tag my own family - but you never know.

So my canine pals and the humans that run the technology (although I know of 1 human that should retake that test - MOM)...

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Wind in my Ears.</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 20:15:24 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Wow the weather has been nasty up here in the Pacific Northwest.  So ma ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Wow the weather has been nasty up here in the Pacific Northwest.  So many storms following each other.  Tonight is the lull before the storm, yet again.  

Finally it has let up on the rain after a week or so, and the wind tonight isn't so loud.  In fact it is warm enough for a gal like me to sit out and sniff all the smells coming up the hill.  There is just a warmish wind rushing past that my nose can sniff away at.  I can face the wind and sit in the middle of the deck and not worry about any cold stinging rain hitting my face.  

To sit in the wind and have it blow smells at you, peel your ear fringe back to blow free is about the best thing a dog can do in a back yard this time of the year.  Nice warm wind is a change from the SNOW we had a week ago on the deck.  Nice warm breezy wind.  

Want to know why I like it best?  Because it is just me mostly out there.  No BIG FAT PEPPER NOSE or any Cutter out there.  We already know Scooter only comes out after the spring solstice, so it is only me.  My own little zen experience.  Can you hear the wind chimes?  

Well, I'm off to tell Mom to turn the lights under the benches on.  I like how the shadows dance around with all the plants.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Soggy Weather.</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 21:12:39 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Want to hear something really BOL?  I know you all do since it is me th ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Want to hear something really BOL?  I know you all do since it is me that is doing the BOL.

The OTHERS are afraid of rain.  Ha ha ha ha ha.  How perfect is that?  The OTHERS end up living in the land of rain.  I mean they are so prissy they can hardly stand to walk on the wet grass.  

You should see them!!  Ha ha ha ha ha.  

Cutter runs out and then stops.  He stopped right in the middle of the squishy wet area of the yard that sometimes turns into a pond.  Quite surprised he was.  Until he saw Scooter run by on the dry part, he really didn't move.  Makes you wonder what he had to deal with in the puppy mill he came from.  *Snap* did I just empathize with an OTHER?  an OTHER?  a OTHER?  bluch all ways.  

Pepper - well she is more brave as long as I am out there.  Most days.  This time of the year, you have to pick your window of opportunity.  It is a gamble really which Scooter is much better at than I.  Not to mention the OTHERS.  

You can look out the window only so many times when you just have to take care of business - no matter the weather.  I say if you have been out a few times to bark at the neighbor dogs, you have no complaints about the rain.

The OTHERS cannot adapt very well.  Both seem to think the house is ok to still go "hurry up" anywhere in.  That is just NOT right!   

If even Scooter can suck it up a couple times a day, any lazy pup out there should be able to as well.  Don't you all agree?  

Month 1 of Soggy Weather.  Do you think the OTHERS will melt or make it?

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>They Have to GO!!!!!!!!</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 22:46:02 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

The OTHERS  have to GO!!  There is no choice in my book of dog rules.   ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

The OTHERS  have to GO!!  There is no choice in my book of dog rules.  I couldn't sell them on edogBay so now I am offering up to you - a great Holiday shopping 2 for 1 deal.  

Yes,  2 Papillons for 1 - you cannot bark at that price can you!!  

I know - tempting, but you are wondering what you will get for the amazing price of 2 for 1.  

I will tell you.  

You will get Pepper that <a  class=bodyTextRev target=site href=http://www.dogster.com/dogs/955117>BIG NOSE </a> dog that is always pushing up in my face and bothering me.  Why does she have to question my authority and all that I rule over?  I mean she is really ummm, sweet, nice, and I have to stop there before I have to go eat grass for an upset stomach.  I mean she is really ummm,  aaa  a good dog.

Moving along - we move to the + 1 which would be Cutter.  <a  class=bodyTextRev target=site href=http://www.dogster.com/dogs/955083>Cutter</a> who is actually tolerable and I'd love to hang with him.  Except he loves Pepper the BIG NOSE.  So out he goes.  

Now I am selling these OTHERS away at a great 2 for 1 deal.

How great you ask?

No shipping.  No handling.  

How much better can it get???  

I knew you would ask.  I knew you would ask.  

The whole thing is free!!!  Just please take these OTHERS off my paws!!!

Any takers?

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>iTouch your Right Upside the Head Until you Pay Attention.</title>
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				<pubdate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 19:10:25 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Dang - I didn't ever think I'd get a chance to see the computer again.  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Dang - I didn't ever think I'd get a chance to see the computer again.  Even if there are 2 in the house - I admit I need a little paw help.  That space bar is very difficult to navigate.

I have very fun stuff that I get to use such as this for <a  class=bodyTextRev target=site href=http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617257>Scooter</a> that looks very odd as I see it, but you see it all pretty as Scooter.  How cool is that?  I've been dying to learn that furever and finally did - but how long did it take me to show all you pups?  Too long!

Want to know why?  Well of course you do.  So allow me to tell you what silly thing bumped the Queen out of the queue.  To borrow a British term I'm sure.  

Yes, as you can see from the subject matter - we are going to inform you that Mom splurged for no good reason I can think of on an iTouch.  She says as a kid it would have made a great skipping stone into the lake - but sadly it would have been too light to have made more than a skip - maybe two.  I think throwing stones into the water is just odd - but I'm not a water dog so who am I to judge.  I can however vote that bones or Greenies would have been where I'd have gone on a splurge.  Humans - good thing they have thumbs.

Can you believe how long you can be told to stop it and go lie down and leave me alone before you make a point!  It took all 4 of us to convince Mom we were serious we wanted attention.  Never mind that she was home a full hour and a half before normal - we want attention!  Yes - Mom, take that iTouch and plug it into your head so we can go for a WALK!  

Have I told all you pups that Fall has arrived in Seattle?  Yep rain.  Scooter and I hunkered down since we pretty much insisted on the WALK.  Ha - guess who wanted to turn around by the end of the driveway.  Yep <a  class=bodyTextRev target=site href=http://www.dogster.com/dogs/955117>Big Fat Pepper Nose</a>.  How perfect is that!  

Mom made her walk all the way to the bottom of the hill and back up.  Well all of us, and at the end of it all the house now is eau de dougge.  And not warm sweet puppy kisses odor.  

We can't wait to use our new skill to say hi to all of our pup pals.  We'll start w/<a  class=bodyTextRev target=site href=http://www.dogster.com/dogs/864077>Ruger Hicks</a>.  We expect a full ear fringe growth report, not to mention, ummm, male territory marking techniques (the last is from Scooter).  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Here is Where the Line is Drawn!</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 19:21:19 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everpup ~Misty here~

The dog collars are off!  I mean business now.  I have had it with that  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everpup ~Misty here~

The dog collars are off!  I mean business now.  I have had it with that Big Fat Pepper Nose and am not going to have her take over my queendom!  She shall not be the reigning monarch in this household!  It is mine after all.

She tried it today!  She tried to take my Greenie from me and that is not allowed.  I growled my displeasure.  She gave me that dumb Pepper look where she spins her head toward me and her ears go all quivery.  Well this doesn't back me down from my Greenie.  She cannot pull this stand in my face stuff.  I am a dog from the West Coast and my personal space bubble is bigger than dogs from the more populated cities.  She needs to push herself away from my Greenie!!  

Grrrrrrr!!!

Dumb Pepper look coming my way.

Grrrrrr!!!

Another dumb Pepper look.  Then she makes the mistake - she makes a move toward my Greenie.  

I'd have taken her to the ground if Mom would have let me.  Sure, I still had to unpin myself from under her Big Fat Pepper Body in order to do so, but at least my ass was on my Greenie - no way she could sneak it away from me.  I'd have taken her to the ground, I would have if Mom would have let me.

Now everytime that Big Fat Pepper Nose looks in my direction I growl at her and let her know not to even approach me.  So far she is keeping her distance.  So far, but I don't trust her.  Any dog with a nose as big as hers cannot be trusted not to go poking it into places it shouldn't be.  Hmm - I wonder if she is like a dinosaur and her brain is in her tail.  That could explain why she cannot control that Big Fat Nose - maybet the brainwaves can't make it that far.  BOL.  

I'm trying to get her banished to the outer limits of the queendom, but for some reason Mom says she has "veto" power.  Isn't that an oxymoron on government?  I'm all royal power and mom brings in democracy?

I'm a dog of simple brain - but aren't we mixing government ideaologies?  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty, Queen of all I Survey!~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I'm Grumpy!</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 19:40:24 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I am GRUMPY!  I don't want to hang out with any one or pup.  If everyon ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I am GRUMPY!  I don't want to hang out with any one or pup.  If everyone is in the front room I go the bedroom.  If all the dogs go outside I don't want to go with them.  When they come in I want to go outside and hang out by myself.  Sunday I stayed outside for an hour all by myself and didn't even care to come in when Mom insisted I do.

I have been this way since I had to take a BATH on Saturday.  

I'm not even too thrilled about GREENIES, but don't want that FAT PIG PEPPER to get extra SNACKS.  Even Chicken Stripes don't really tempt my nose.

Mom keeps calling me Boo Radley, but even that I don't lift my ears up for.  In fact today Mom offered to catch me, but I didn't even get up to jump up into her arms.  

Now I'm going to go lay in the corner and not look at anyone.  Possibly bark at noises that do not exist.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty Grumpy Puss~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Positions in Bed</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/625925</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 5 Oct 2009 18:08:46 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Where do you like to sleep in bed?  I'm kind of an all over the bed gal ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Where do you like to sleep in bed?  I'm kind of an all over the bed gal.  I like to start out beside Mom with my head on her shoulder until I get too hot.  Then I climb up on the big pillow and sleep there for a while.  I might head to the foot of the bed if I see that Big Fat Pepper Nose get in bed.  She likes to spread her cooties on the pillow and ruin the evening.  Later I will end up back up next to Mom's head on the left.  I of course need to protect her and that is why I sleep facing the door.  The anatomy of a dog dictates that my butt would be in Mom's face.

I'm just pointing out the facts.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~
(for Mom that would be sniff at ME later BOL)]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>How to Annoy Your Mom.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/623443</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 19:29:00 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Here are some of my top suggestions for how to annoy your Mom.  To be u ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Here are some of my top suggestions for how to annoy your Mom.  To be used if she is busy doing housework, talking on the phone, ignoring my needs, and any other reason that need be applied.

* Repeatedly whine.  Gradually increase in volume and length.
* Mmmrrrffff and increase to add a yip at the end.  
* Pointedly look at the SNACK cupboard and waggle ears.  Fringe movement is important as it conveys a sense of urgency.
* Bark.  Bark and whine.  Bark then mmmrrrffff and whine then yip.
* Run across room and bounce off Mom's leg.  Attention getter for sure.
* Insist on SNACKS until you hear "Enough MISTY".  Grrrr and walk away.
*  Find Teddy and SQUEAK repeatedly.
* Find Teddy after Mom throws it under blanket and SQUEAK.
* Repeat above step 5 or so times.
* Get angry at Cutter and Pepper playing.  Tell Mom.
*  Get very angry at Scooter joining in the fun.  
*   BARK and BARK and BARK and BARK and BARK until yelled at.
* Play Kiss the Kitty.
* Run up to couch and mope because nobody loves me.
* Gowl at anything that looks at me or looks at my Teddy.  Or that toy, or that toy, or - well just get out of the room.  
* Suck up to Mom and give hugs so I am forgiven.  More hugs ~ sorry about those sloppy kisses.  I can't help myself.

That's a good recipe for annoying your Mom.  Add or subtract and free form where needed.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

PS - bonus points for BARKING at no known noise right before Mom presses send...]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Fall is in the Air.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/623182</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 23 Sep 2009 18:51:35 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Ahh - the coolness of fall is finally in the air morning and evening.   ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Ahh - the coolness of fall is finally in the air morning and evening.  I can think of nothing better than sitting out in the cool grass enjoying the breezes and what smells they bring.  I sit on the second stepping stone off the deck and I can see whatever I need to outside.  Who cares if everyone else is inside, sometimes a gal needs a little independence.

The grass was mowed so it is the perfect height to roll around in and have it scratch your back.  There is something about that loose moss that you shake off that makes the experience all the better.  Hey - we live in Seattle so most of the yard is green for a reason BOL.

I always make sure to take Teddy out with me so that I have company.  Hey, every girl has a Teddy Bear to share her life with.  If I need to go back inside later I just give a bark at the door and there I am with Teddy, back inside.  Mom's very well trained.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Food Issues Part I.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/622367</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 20 Sep 2009 13:30:37 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

In an attempt to keep this household running under my paw reign I need  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

In an attempt to keep this household running under my paw reign I need to address an issue with Mom.  I like to take care of these issues when I start to see a pattern and come up with a reasonable solution.  Well, really MY solution - but that's pretty reasonable if you ask me.  

You see, I have certain "ideas" about the food bowl.  I am speaking for all the dogs in this house (my serfs, errrr royal subjects).  The food dish needs to be FULL at ALL times.  There no bowl is half full in my world.  In fact the bowl isn't even half empty.  It is just plain EMPTY in my book!

I suggested Mom spend a little more time down at our level since she tells us she doesn't always notice.  She said it would be a cold day in some place that had an "h" an "e" and double hockey sticks.  I'm drawing a blank - I haven't seen that place on the Travel Channel - so if anyone has any idea, toss me a bone.  Something about being "her" place and "pecking order".  Who knew she leaned that far towards "fowl" behaviour.

If the following 1 rule could be followed we would avoid the current nightly routine.  The 1 rule would be: Keep the Food Bowl FULL!!!

If that rule could be followed we would not need to go through most of these "excercises".  Those humans think they are so smart with their "jobs" and all, but they sure don't learn by repetition.  No wonder I am ruling monarch!

You see I hate empty food bowls for 1 reason.  I don't want to stick my head down into that bowl.  When I do, my beautiful name tag jewelry clangs against the dish.  My ears are right next to that horrible noise.  It is so loud I can feel vibrations at the tips of my ear fringe.

When this happens I have to remind Mom that it needs to be filled to the brim.  Sometimes she will be so busy doing human things that it takes lots of reminders.  Lots of reminders.  

I start with a lady like whine asking politely to have the dish refreshened.  I'm never sure why this doesn't work, so I have to repeat my request.  Sometimes a little bit louder.  Occassionally I have to work an actual demand in by barking.  

When that doesn't work I make sure to show my frustration by kicking the food bowl a couple times.  If I can get it to skid across the floor because it is so light from being EMPTY (not half full) it makes me feel a little better.  

Still no action on my request being filled it is time to contaminate the food by stepping on the food bowl tipping it and rocking it around.  This combined w/ kicking the bowl across the floor will usually do the trick.  

Bark during the kicking and stomping increasingly taking the body higher and higher incorporating 2 feet to stomp.  Bark even louder.  Sometimes the food will fly out of the dish - do not allow any other dog to look at it. Growl if they do.

Keep all this up until Mom fianally looks at you and says "Enough MISTY, I Get IT!"  You have established control over your domain when the food bowl is returned to the floor in pristine condition.

Snort with disgust that it took so long for a royal demand to be fulfilled.

Eat 2 kibbles and walk away.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Humans and Technology.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/622003</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 21:32:00 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

OMD!!!  What do you do with your humans when they have &quot;brilliant ideas ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

OMD!!!  What do you do with your humans when they have "brilliant ideas" that mess up your entire world?  I am STILL trying to get rid of the OTHERS - especially that Pepper dog that will not let me push her around!  So what do you do when your human decides to save money in the "long run", the "scheme of things", for the "bottom line" and messes it all up?  Like your internet connection and life to the world beyond our WALKS?  Like our Dogster friends?

Well peeing on the bed certainly doesn't make the process go any faster.  Instead you get a trip to the VET because I have had bladder stones which caused that before.  Yes, the VET.  That VET guy pokes me in the belly w/ a long thing and takes urine straight out of my bladder.  Doesn't even ask me if that is ok - he "claims" Mom gave the a-ok.  Grrrr.

Appears I am just being a snot, because the urine was clear of pebbles or stones.  He said I have to lose 2 lbs.  I said I never asked for his opinion and to take it up with Mom.  BOL - zing!  

So why have I been a snot lately???  Let me count the ways.

1.  Mom had almost all Friday's off during the summer.  I miss that extra day.
2.  Scooter might as well be Arnold Benedict to me.  He hangs out with the OTHERS.
3.  When I try and hang out with the OTHERS, all fun play stops.  Do I stink or something?
4.  Our WALKS are confined to when it gets dark out so Lucy can go with us.  No problem there.  However they are shorter because 4 dogs + 1 cat have a short radius to WALK.  I hated Scooter stopping to sniff and pee all the time - can you imagine 2 more noses to that equation?  
5.  Sorry for the #4 rant...but it's all true.  
6.  One of the days I peed on the bed was when Mom ran the carpet cleaner.
7.  The bed is crowded, and we all know I don't like to share.
8.  The OTHERS crunch on bones early in the morning.  I think squeaking Teddy is a better idea.
9.  Do you know how HOT it has been in Seattle for the last 2 months?  80 was a rare occassion in my dog life.  104 cooling to 96 for DAYS!  Fur coat cannot remove.
10.  All those HOT days - cooling off = BATH, no "soap".

But I digress....I have been reminded my task was explaining the internet connection crash....  Dunh Dunh Dunh  *cymbol crash*

Enter the Pappillight Zone - do not attempt to stop reading this entry.  Do not attempt to skip to the end.  You have entered the Pappillilight Zone...

The last Dogster entry or so Mom got this idea to look at the "finances" which means SNACKS are a little on the lean side to me.  Ding went an idea in Mom's head that for the $ to rent from the cable company she could buy a TiVo and it would be in the black in a year.  

Go Mom Go.

Boxes unloaded from tiny car.  Unpacking begins.  Boring!  Also do not appreciate that you might need my help.  Very rude to tell me to get away.

Mom takes a very long time to set up her new "savings for the future".  Double checks stuff and turns the TiVo on.  Hmmmm - triple check.  Of course - not plugged in right.  Mom!

Fixed and cruising through the set up.  Now dude at the store told Mom it might take a couple tries but hang in there.  So cruise through the set up again.  Check connections.  Dang - wireless for TiVo - not plugged in all the way.

Mom needs to push herself away from the wine glass!  Just saying - it might be easier for her to see the tiny letters that sa IN or OUT.  Just saying.

Set up activated - failure.  For HOURS.... you know you get no attention when the human is mucking around with the back of the TV.

TiVo called - walk through - Failure.  Oh - wrong access on the wireless connection let me change it.  

FAILURE!!!!FAILURE!!!FAILURE!!!!

TiVo called again - walk through + I get a "case #".  Still no success - however told to restart my router and we'll go from there.  Bummer - call your internet source...??? Why?  That's not the part that is not working.

Mom's head exploded and we spent a day putting it back together.   

Occassionally she would look at us and ask, "Do I need a migraine today and could you possibly work in a barking frenzy at the beginning of the conversation w/ the tech?  Just so he thinks I'm crazy up front and have no control or grasp of life?"

Sure we wag our tails.

FAILURE.  

Each time.

Each time.

Finally she caved and said if at all she needed the computer hooked back up and working through the router so we headed to the Geeks.

She paid.  Yes, she did.

The sad part is that the TiVo is still not connected because if she'd have known she needed an EXTRA "red, white, yellow connect-y thing" when she was at the big electronic store 1/2 hour earlier".  Well supposedly the Geeks say the TiVo would be now connected.

Assuming Mom can type in the secret squirrel password correctly.  BOL.  

So that is why we have not have had contact with the outside world or been able to sniff out to anyone.

Let's all hope Mom can work the TiVo out after buying a new connect-y cord & something she calls a MONSTER CABLE.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

Even more important - if she attempts the TiVo connection and FAILS.  Well it might have an Office Space moment and never recover.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Big Fat Pepper Nose.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/617308</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 27 Aug 2009 23:38:42 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have an issue - a big fat issue.  It involves a BIG FAT Pepper nose!! ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have an issue - a big fat issue.  It involves a BIG FAT Pepper nose!!  That girl has the biggest, fattest, nosiest, butt-e-nosiest, sniffiiest; well everything about her is just HUGE!!  That of course means annoying, bothersome, pestering and so many things a "younger" + "sibling" = "step-dog-sister" can pawssibly be!!  

I got no interest on ePaw at all!  Does that tell you something at all?  Not a single bid on a FREE dog just pay for the dog walker to get HER to you.  

I couldn't even ship HER away for free.  I think my PawPal Account was shut down and consider it identity pawtheft.  I asked for a Bloodhound to be sent for evidence collection, but still haven't heard a sniff or snuffle.  

I must say that the OTHERS have no manners at all.  All pups know that the drill is out for potty time and then in for a sleep in snooze.  There should be no ruffhousing or olympic sprinting events down the hall at early-o-thirty. This is all about snuggling in next to Mom and wishing it wasn't a day that she has to get up after that really quick, and take that shower thing.  Humans - why do they always want to be clean???

That Big Fat Pepper Nose is always in my face now.  Everywhere I want to go SHE needs to be there.  A nose in front of me.  I know what SHE is doing.  That big ol nose heading in there first - oh, pet Me, oh I get the first SNACK, oh I get outside first, oh, I can WALK faster than you.  Look how far out front my Big Fat Nose is of yours.  



That Big Fat Nose is about to get an adjustment.  I'm pawfully hoping for a Pug nose.  Will settle for Japanese Chin.  BOL.  But still, that Big Fat Nose is going to get an adjustment.  Especially if she keep stepping on Scooter in the morning like she has been lately.  I'm just saying SHE could be sporting a shorter Nose soon.  I just have to figure out how to bark Scooter into my corner.  I know he hasn't been listening to me as much lately so this could take some ear nibbles.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Then the Grass Grew Overnight.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/611932</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 6 Aug 2009 19:50:38 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Wow am I glad my paws aren't smoking hot this week.  I'm not sure how a ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Wow am I glad my paws aren't smoking hot this week.  I'm not sure how all you pups in that hot weather do it, but we've had more hot weather in July than I've ever seen for an entire summer since I've been a pup here.  Mom says it's been very hot even for how long she's been alive and it just amazes me she looks so good for her age in dog years.  I mean there is hardly any grey around her muzzle, BOL.  

There has been yard watering but I must say that there are certain areas of the yard that are very brown.  Mom says it will be ok, but I do go out and sniff those burned spots and wonder if it will ever be worth peeing on again.  One does wonder.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Why I Don't Like Hot Weather - by Misty</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/610091</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 30 Jul 2009 21:22:46 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty the Melted one here~


Why I Don't Like Hot Weather - By Misty.

1.  My rig ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty the Melted one here~


Why I Don't Like Hot Weather - By Misty.

1.  My right ear wilts.
2.  The floors aren't cool anymore when you lay on them.
3.  It's too hot for us to go on WALKS.
4.  It's too hot to go outside and sit in the fresh air.
5.  Hosing us down to "cool us off" doesn't really work.  Now we are just "steamy".
6. Riding in the convertible just blows all that hot air around mucks with my ears.
7.  It's too hot to chase the cats.  All you can do is BARK.
8.  All the window shades are closed during the day so there is nothing to look at.
9.  The grass has dried out and doesn't offer any relief from the heat.
10.  Even lieing in the shade is too hot.
11.  Mom says she's too hot for us to sit next to her, pant on her, or sleep touching her.  She's also been avoiding petting us since we are shedding.
12.  The fan in the window blowing on the bed messes with my ears.  
13.  Mom can't go outside and do yardwork so she's been staying in the house cleaning.  That includes BATHS.
14.  Even sleeping on your back w/ your belly to the sky and feet in the air does nothing to cool you down.
15.  Pepper is still here and she is ALWAYS LOOKING AT ME!!!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Security Detail</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/602180</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 2 Jul 2009 17:46:06 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

BARKBARKBARKBARKBARKBARKBARKBARK

DRAGONFLY ALERT!!

No seriously M ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

BARKBARKBARKBARKBARKBARKBARKBARK

DRAGONFLY ALERT!!

No seriously Mom - DRAGONFLY!

What do you mean it won't do me any harm.  Look at IT!

What do you mean names don't mean a thing?  I don't know it well enough to know it's NAME!  For all I know it's NAME is "Pick up a Papillon and Return to Lair to Devour".  His friends might call him Puparld.  Who cares.

DRAGONFLY - how can that not scare you Mom?  

Examine the word of the thing.  Dragon - I've seen those movies and not only are they noisy, but most of them are angry and spit fire.  Fly - meaning it can move in the air while I am stuck on the ground.  Much more air in the world than ground.  Just stating facts.  

DRAGONFLY - run Mom it is headed your way!  

What do you mean calm myself down or go inside?  Don't you know there are HOUSEFLIES in there!

Glad we don't live around any HORSEFLIES or FIREFLIES.

Sniff at ya later - if I'm still around ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Supervising.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/601302</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 29 Jun 2009 19:57:23 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I spent the weekend supervising as all Queens should.  Mom worked in th ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I spent the weekend supervising as all Queens should.  Mom worked in the yard and I made sure to stop by every so often and check on the progress.  Let me just say it's a good thing she's paid by the job and not the hour.  I caught her laying on a blanket with a pillow half way through the first job.  

She picked up the dog droppings, she's very good and diligent about that.  She mowed the lawn and I made sure she used the bag for the clippings so we wouldn't get green paws.  I had to bark a reminder to her, but she followed as I barkated.  

She swept the house and I made sure to give it the white paw treatment and trot by the areas she missed to stir up the dust bunnies.  When she forgot to sweep up a pile I made sure to lead the other dogs through it to teach her a lesson.  Sometimes the school of hard knocks is the best teacher.  

I watched her get out a squirt bottle and clean all the cupboards.  That was very boring and I delegated toPrince Scooter while I took a nap.  He apparently has some things to learn if he ever wants to be any sort of ruler in this house.  He fell asleep as well.  I should have seen it though.  You try and support your brother in all things.  Don't you?

I supervised dinner (steak & potatoes yumm), KP duty, bathroom scrubbing, vacuuming, mopping, all of it I made sure was done well.   couldn't seem to get her to agree on a set schedule since she took a LOT of breaks.  Something about it being the weekend.  However the weekend should be all about dog time since we've made it through the "work week".  If Mom would do her duties a little faster she could give me more attention.  

I do believe an decree will be barked out to the human very soon on respect for the Queen of he house.  I might need to eat something while I ponder the decree.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Wow - Dog Diary of the Day.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/600488</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 26 Jun 2009 23:56:24 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Golly I got a Diary of the Day pick and I'm so beside myself.  My frien ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Golly I got a Diary of the Day pick and I'm so beside myself.  My friend Gizmo told me way before my own Mom told me.  What is up with that?  Perhaps Mom needs to go to some Mom type obedience school for some reminders.  Does anypup out there know about such school?  

Thanks Dogster for sending my garage sale on "Pepper" aka HER/SHE/one of the OTHERS.  

I do so hope she'll go this weekend.  I did sneak that sticker on HER that said "BUY 1 GET 1 FREE".  I'm hoping to dump both of them at once.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

*Mom note* neither of the OTHERS need worry.  They have a great forever home and someone is just snarky.  BOL]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Pepper on Sale - 50% OFF!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/599592</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 20:26:18 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

As you all know I was totally against the arrival of the OTHERS.  They  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

As you all know I was totally against the arrival of the OTHERS.  They have destroyed the flow of life in this house.  Scooter got enough attention as it was, and now I share with Cutter and THAT ONE.  I can't bare to say her name any longer.

Here I am allowing HER to live here and making concessions.  Left paw and right paw I have given and given.  That SNOT started a fight with me last night for no reason at all!  I was enjoying my bone and SHE walked by.  SHE looked at me and I looked back.  SHE totally started it, I have witnesses. 

I made sure to have the last word as we were yanked apart and SHE was shoved outside.  I had more words for Mom when she dumped me in the bedroom and closed the door.  I defend my bone against HER and am being punished.  Plus I can hear Mom giving Scooter and Cutter SNACKS.  

SHE was even allowed to sleep with us while I thought she should spend the night in the wood shed.  It might have been tough to commission it in an hour since we don't have a wood shed.  However we don't ever use the fireplace so how big would the shed have to be?

All that being said - Pepper is now 50% off and if you want to make an offer on FREE just pay postage let's make a deal.

My next plan is to learn to drive.  I might need Scooter to work the peddles, but if we get her far enough out of town....

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Is Hate too Strong of a Word?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/598992</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 21 Jun 2009 20:46:04 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everpup ~Misty here~

Really, tell me if it is too strong of a bark?

She, Pepper, is always ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everpup ~Misty here~

Really, tell me if it is too strong of a bark?

She, Pepper, is always sleeping on the couch next to Mom.  
She, Pepper, is always following Mom around the house.
She, Pepper, is always being nice to my brother Scooter.
She, Pepper, is always annoying the heck out of me.
She, Pepper, is always smiling that dog grin.
She, Pepper, is always first getting SNACKS.
Sne, Pepper, is always the first out the door.
She, Pepper, is always the first to look innocent.  

She, Pepper, is always cutting into to my Mom time.

She, Pepper needs to go.  I'm not sure how yet.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Issues a Plenty!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/598112</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 18 Jun 2009 22:45:34 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I can hardly believe it has been so long since I have had control of th ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I can hardly believe it has been so long since I have had control of the keyboard and what is coming out of it.  Mom has certainly been in Spring mode and avoiding computers and tv.  Fun since we get to hang outside, and Seattle just hit a record for the time frame.  Count them - 29 days without rain.  May and June combined.  Global warming?  Or was it the top on the Miata coming down for the first time in 3 years?  Rain finally after 29 days.  This is like August temp for us.

Believe it or Not.

It was too hot for this Papillon this last month.  Snow in March.  Rain in April.  85 in May.  Shock to the system.  Even now it is 75 and everyone is in shock.  Hot!  Hot!  Hot!  

We can't even go for WALKS until it cools down.  So it is either late at night when Lucy can WALK with us.  Or very early in the morning.  You should see Scooter try and wake up for an early morning WALK.  I see him pee on his front leg all the time because he is sleep WALKING.  Nothing like an early morning pee for a boy dog.  Or so I gather from the closed eyed expression.  BOL.

Pepper is still here and has made it her life goal I believe to annoy me.  Can you believe that young whipper snapper stares ME down?  She's always up in my face just looking at me.  Looking at ME.  I do my best to ignore her, but she is after all so FAT and HUGE and so TANK like.  I'd like to wipe that smile off her face, but I fear it is permanete.

I tried to open a paw-bay account to sell off Pepper and Cutter.  I guess the furless aren't really up to snuff on helping the furred ones out.  

I tried to sell them on the classified ads.  But the Seattle PI went out of business that week.

I tried leading them out the side gate when it was open hoping they would go away.  I even lead them down the street.  I was hoping a school bus or truck or car or bicycle or something would hit them.  Mom busted me and made me lure them back with the whole "we're going on a WALK - do you want your LEAS H?" routine.  I was bait in the end.

Scooter had to have a BATH for his "staph infection" 3X a week.  Guess who else got the same BATH schedule?  Yes of course moi (*Mom note* all of them got the same schedule - one is just holds a grudge).

Now we have to go out and water the garden.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Survey Says!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/597740</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 19:47:49 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>hey everypup ~Misty here~

My furfriend Austin, who lives in San Antionio (how confusing), had thi ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ hey everypup ~Misty here~

My furfriend Austin, who lives in San Antionio (how confusing), had this up on his diary.  We thought it rocked so we plagerized it.  With permission as stated below.  I'm still impressed I know what plagerized is.  

Here goes..

Take this survey and send me your answers! (or you can just put them in your diary and eveyone can read them--like I did)

What is your name?             DeBoers Mischivious Madness.  But you can call me Misty.

What other nicknames do you have?            Brat, MissAlissh, Mistykins, MistyGirl.

What breed are you?          Papillon.

Where were you born?           Roseberg, Oregon

Where do you live now?            Seattle, Washington

What is your favorite toy?           Teddy Bear.

What is your favorite store?            The one that sells all the SNACKS that Mom comes home with.  

How many toys do you have?               A basket full.

What brand of food do you eat?            Prescripton Science Diet CD for my bladder stones.

Wet or dry food?             Dry of course.

What is your favorite color?         The color of Greenies!!

Are you bad when nobody's looking?         Well who really knows now, do they?

Are you friendly?         To people I like.

Are you overweight?           A gal like me would never admit it.   

Do you eat people food?             Of course.

Do you eat bugs?         No bugs please.   Especially the itchy ones.

Do you live with other animals?                  I choose to think the planet holds only me and Mom.  Maybe Scooter on a good day.

Do you like to exercise?              Up for all of it.

Do you like car rides?              Now that I am grown up - I can tolerate them.

Do you get into stuff?                Perhaps.

Do you like to swim?            Gross.

What is your favorite treat?             Greenies.

Do you shed?             Daily.

What's the funniest thing you ever did?                  When I was a wee pup we were out on the boat in the dingy going to shore for potty break.  Mom waved and said by Misty.  Bluuup, I jumped out of the dingy and headed toward Mom, a good 40 feet away in the Puget Sound.  I turned back to the dingy.  I hate boats!!

What's the bravest thing you ever did?             Started a fight with Pepper when she first lived here.

Are you neutered?                 Of course not - I'm a girl.  I'm spayed.

Are you a social animal?            I can be.  

Collar or harness?                Collar of course.

Retractable or regular leash?              I'm adaptable to both.

Ceramic, Metal or Plastic bowls?               Ceramic & Stainless Steel.  

Do you sleep in a crate?              A What?

Do you have a dog bed?           Everywhere I lay is a "dog bed".  Agreed?

Do you have a doghouse?              Not one with my name on it, but I consider this one mine.

Do you belong to any dog clubs?            Not by choice.  

How does your owner describe you?               She'd say I was the sweetest thing in the universe.    *Mom note* add this to the list....
Bossy, Smart, Bully, Manipulative, Nagging, Hall Monitor. Narc, Tattletail, HugAlicious.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>What Kind of Ice Cream are you?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/597703</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 17:53:21 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

My good friend Austin tagged me for the ice cream game.

What kind of ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

My good friend Austin tagged me for the ice cream game.

What kind of ice cream are you ?

Here we go!

I am not going to tag any friends, but I'll tell everyone what kind of ice cream I look like. Sprinkles count too!

I look like Vanilla Ice Cream with Carmel Sauce, Coconut & Chocolate Shavings.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Freedom of Bark or is it Waterboarding?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/589399</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 18 May 2009 22:27:34 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This was much too delicate of a topic for me to allow Scooter to addres ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This was much too delicate of a topic for me to allow Scooter to address.  He's after all, a dog of very little brain.  

Let us toss around the discussion of the humans highly honored First Ammendment - freedom of speech.  Or as I liken it to - the freedom of bark.  

Examples as follows.
*Gathering under the tree en masse barking at the squirrel(s) is true expression of opinion.
*Freedom of the press does include peeing on the fence post (welcome Scooter).  It's under Editorial.
*Barking at the Moon is our freedom of religion.  We are seeking right to asylum if the tax thing doesn't work out.

And finally we are petitioning the "government" of the household (Mom) to address our griviences.  Namely the recent "waterboarding" we have gone through.  Well mainly Scooter.

Allow me to pawresent some facts.  

1)  Scooter is given a BATH almost every day, well ok, 2 times a human week.  Sure it's for his "condition" - I ask will that really cure him?  I've known him his whole life, and he's still lazy.
2) Every other BATH Scooter has to take - we all have to take one as well.  (Damn you Scooter)
3) The big guns were pulled out this weekend.  Yes the squirt bottle. After our bark fest over the neighbors heathen's ALL day long birthday party.  Do you know how loud 6 little girls can scream?  ALL.  DAY.  LONG.  Do you?  How about when they spend the night, sleep downstairs and eat S'mores.
4) Squirting a dog in the middle of her forehead while alerting you to the spawn up the hill is techinally torture.  Waterboarding to be exact.  
5) Laughing at said dog and claiming you "didn't mean it" can still be prosecuted in a cout of law.  
6) Aiming the weapon (squirt bottle) as a threat only constitutes as harrassment.  Again the law thing...
7) Pre-meditated would be when the squirt bottle is carried around when you "expect" to need to use it.

Until further proof is exhibited I rest my paws.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

See what a little jury duty notice will get your mom to explain to you.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I Started it and I'll Doggone Well Finish it.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/587391</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 11 May 2009 19:14:12 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

It had to happen.  Pepper looked at me wrong this morning.  I hadn't ha ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

It had to happen.  Pepper looked at me wrong this morning.  I hadn't had my morning Greenie yet and she took my spot to pee in this morning.  In fact I should just say that Pepper just plain looked at me.  Now I've got to take her DOWN!

I snarled and lunged going in low to knock out her legs.  I was going to grab her in a throat lock and make her say "Misty is the Queen".  I was going to make her respect me and beg for mercy.  I was going for dominance, total dominance.

Unfortunately Mom knew what I was up to and snatched me mid lunge.  Pepper had her huge head looking at me and Cutter was jumping to her side for back up.  Scooter of course was laying on his pillow and telling me to go for it.  I didn't care that I was hanging from Mom's hand like a bunny rabbit.  I snarled to let Pepper know I was serious and she was lucky Mom was here to save her fat snout.

That's when Pepper (I told Mom she couldn't be trusted)  turned and took a swipe at me.  Me, Misty.  Is she a fool?  Fool got real close though.  I think Mom took her time reacting since she snatched me out of the air like a jedi master and I felt Pepper's teeth get some of my coulots.

I snarled at Mom that I could have taken Pepper.  

Mom snarled back, not at 6:00 a.m. on the bed she's still sleeping in.

She then stomped off to make coffee and complain she could have had another hour of sleep.  I got the evil eye all morning long.  Which I deflected everytime onto that horrible thing named Pepper.

I can still take her.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Issues - I Have Plenty.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/585637</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 5 May 2009 18:54:29 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have some issues to air with my dog pals.  Mainly they all revolve ar ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have some issues to air with my dog pals.  Mainly they all revolve around that horrible attrocity Mom allowed in the house named "Pepper" .

Excuse me, but what makes her (Pepper) so damn happy all the time?  Always that silly grin on her face sucking up to Mom looking all happy.  Bouncing around the house like not a care in the world (she should, I'm gunning for her).  Dashing around the house playing with Cutter and lately Scooter.  My brother Scooter is a traitor, which is against the law in this country.  I suggested Mom bark 911 and turn him in but she told me no jury would convict him - damn dog is so CUTE.

Excuse me, but what makes her (Pepper) so damn pushy?  She just barges in wherever her fat tank body takes her with no manners or respect.  Mom comes home and she is throwing herself at her like a salmon spawning, meaning she has no control of her body on the way down.  Believe me, you do NOT want to be under that tub of paws for the landing.  SNACKS come out and she not only wants the first one, but eats it so fast she expects another one as well.  Tank!

Excuse me, but what makes her (Pepper) so damn popular with everyone & the dogs?   Dang have you looked at that snout on her?  I'm surprised she doesn't fall over it's so LONG.  That's right - her butt end is great ballast BOL.  She's got that doofy look on her face when you look at her which makes all the humans laugh and go ahhhh.  Geez - I already have Scooter, no other suck up need apply.  Those male dogs that live here Scooter & Cutter just love to play and tustle and chase her all over the place.  It's disgusting (and I can't figure out why they won't let me play when I charge in BARKING). 

Bitter.  Party of one signing off ~Misty~

**Note from Mom - Pepper is not a fat TANK.  Well I call her that, but it has more to do with her walk.  Yes she is big, but according to the  V-E-T, Misty has more weight to lose by body mass.  Misty's just bitter Scooter isn't under her paw all the time.**]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Indecent or Dog Porn?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/583912</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 29 Apr 2009 23:26:05 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I'm laying there on the couch tonight enjoying the breeze from the ceil ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I'm laying there on the couch tonight enjoying the breeze from the ceiling fan, the garage door being open, the back door being open and the smell of smoke and dinner burning.  

Sniff, sniff, sniff - oh the smell of food cooking.  Of delicate aromas drifting lightly through the air twisting and dancing into my nose.   I smell stuff I might have a chance of wanting to eat, hummus need not apply.

Yes I was spread like an "eagle" but my nose was sniffing and the fan was blowing my ear fringes.  I was working it.  My nose that is.

Indecent is for your mom to take a picture of you in such a pose and then call you a hussy.  Excuse me - is there a GOOD reason for all this smoke in the air that I had to "stop, drop and roll"?  All the good smells where on couch level and I flopped over for fresh air from the window.  Yea, that's the ticket.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~ or perhaps you'll smell me first - I'm the one that smells like burning kitchen.

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		<title>I Have no Bark - Just a Mean Growl.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/582175</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 23 Apr 2009 22:23:07 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I've been trying to control the OTHERS lately by trying to bepup them.  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I've been trying to control the OTHERS lately by trying to bepup them.  Instead of growling at them really loud I now just bark at them.  Right in their face.  They seem rather deaf since mostly they just walk away from what I am barking at them about.  

I think they should be tested and sent to a doggie barkology kind of place.  Because really who doesn't take my GGRRRRrrrrr serious?

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Perhaps he may..beee..fur sale.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/580877</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 20 Apr 2009 00:32:18 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have noticed that Mr. Cutter has a very dashing moustache.  

Very  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have noticed that Mr. Cutter has a very dashing moustache.  

Very rakish - but still beneath me.

He's still single, but quite a cad.  

Willing to sacrafice for small fee, not negiotable is "Aunt Pepper" passage to..well it's not negotiable.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Typical Males.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/580183</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 17 Apr 2009 16:41:09 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey Everypup ~Misty here~

Mom came home early today.  How's that for a happy Friday!

Pepper an ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey Everypup ~Misty here~

Mom came home early today.  How's that for a happy Friday!

Pepper and I hung with Mom outside while she did that digging, pulling, yanking, weeding, and yelling at us to "get out of the garden".  Sure, it sprinkled a little even though the sunshine was out and there was only 1 cloud in the sky, but the girls all stayed out.

The boys headed inside and later we saw them sharing the couch in front of the tv.  I tried to talk Mom into putting it on the Hallmark channel BOL, but she said at this time of day it was M*A*S*H and wouldn't help the cause.

Still the yard work is always fun to observe.  What gets scary is when the plant guards come out.  One day you can run free all over the place, the next day you can't even sniff some of the dirt.  Don't get me started on Calla Lilies or Tomato Plants.  

The grass is so nice this time of the year.  Long and soft, cool on the belly.  Not so dried out and hot you want to go back inside.  Just perfect.

I think now I'll go watch Mom vacuum (mow) the yard.  I might try and teach Cutter how to flop over and roll around on it.  He's got the most white on him.  Wish me luck.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I Lost my Bark.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/579962</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 16 Apr 2009 21:52:45 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I lost my bark overnight.  I try and bark and just a little bark comes  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I lost my bark overnight.  I try and bark and just a little bark comes out.  I growl and it is not a mean growl.  Mom says I sound like an Ewok.  

Ewok.  I need help on that; since it is before my life....my real dog mom's time, her real dog mom's time, her real dog mom's time, and well we could go on FURever.  BOL.

Instead of a good rousing BARK, BARK Bark.  

I now go Bark, bark, barrrr.

Instead of a menecing GRRRGGGGRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGRRRRRR.

I now go Urgggrrrrurgggggrrrrgggggggg..........ggg...uuuuu

Mom says it's a blessing.  I told her to call the V-E-T.  

Mom says she doesn't have to because she knows it's because I am too bossy.  She says as soon as the first good flower bouquet she can pick should probably go to the neighbors as a peace offering.  I sniffed and told her their dogs ALWAYS bark first.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Growling Mad!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/579667</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 15 Apr 2009 21:56:17 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I get to go first so that Scooter can smooth over the rough edges later ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I get to go first so that Scooter can smooth over the rough edges later.  He'll probably pull some cute pose and Mom will melt.

However I am GRRR mad right now.  Not only did Mom use the "sales meeting excuse" all last week for coming home late.  One night it was way past dark, and that is over 12 hours of being stuck w/ the OTHERS.  Those horrible things I can live with.

However sending Scooter and myself off to hang out for DAYS to Louann's is one thing.  

Returning to find out that the OTHERS did not have to leave at all and got to stay here the whole time.  GRRRRR to you Mom, GRRR to you.  

Sniff at you pups later - Mom not so much so right now.

Misty]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Egads - hide, the big bath is running.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/576532</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 5 Apr 2009 22:05:45 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

The big bath is running and a towel is out.  I'm confused since it's ha ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

The big bath is running and a towel is out.  I'm confused since it's hanging on a rack instead of sitting on the floor.  Plus it isn't in the kitchen, it's in Mom's bathroom.  That tub is huge.

I have to go hide on top of the bed as flat as I can.  If I put my ears down flat I blend in.  I'm not sure what Mom is up to, but I'm going to make sure whatever happens, happens to Scooter first.  

Wish Scooter luck....

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Perhaps I Might Want to Play...</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/575969</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 3 Apr 2009 21:08:42 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

It might look like fun how they all run up and down the hall.
It might ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

It might look like fun how they all run up and down the hall.
It might look like fun when they all chase each other.
It might look like fun how they roll around and tussle.
It might look like fun to play tug of war.
It might look like fun when they play keep away.
It might look like fun to chase the toys.

It might.

I'm still not convinced.

So I'll just whine and bark.

I'm just not convinced.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I have a Plan.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/575678</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 2 Apr 2009 19:00:54 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom has been super busy getting ready for something at work called a &quot;s ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom has been super busy getting ready for something at work called a "sales meeting".  I've never been invited to one so I can only give you first hand observations.  Mom did give me a briefing on what a sales meeting is which gave me a great idea.

I suggested she take the OTHERS to the "sales meeting".  After all if it is a "meeting" there will be lots of people (and maybe dogs too, after all I've never been *sniff*).  It's for "selling" stuff.....like the OTHERS!

I offered to write the sales pitch for her.
I offered up the postage money and a weeks supply of Greenies as a bonus for the "buyer".
I offered to take care of all the details.
I offered to find a way to make it tax deductible.

Mom says it's not that kind of "sales meeting" and not even that kind of "product".  She also informed me she is not in "sales" so she couldn't really give me a professional representation.   She then said the OTHERS were not for sale.

I tell you, a dog has to do all the work around here....so I asked her how to get onto craigslist.  How does free sound???  BOL

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Rules, Provisos &amp; Prid Quo Pros</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/572792</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 24 Mar 2009 13:32:36 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Yes Mom, I'm snarly and it is ALL YOUR FAULT!  You are the one that bro ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Yes Mom, I'm snarly and it is ALL YOUR FAULT!  You are the one that brought home those terrible OTHERS.  Of course I object and I have quite often.  What is the deal with allowing them to sleep in the same room as we all do?  Send them to the garage like where the cats like to sleep.  Send them to the office like you did the first few days.  Send them home, I don't care where you send them, just get rid of them.

I know I have to constantly point this out to you by barking or whining.  You need to do something to stop all this bad behavior.  I am not talking about me since I am perfect.  So get to it Mom this is your list of things to improve on.

*No more 4 dogs & 1 human to the bed.  A perfect 2 to 1 ratio we had prior to the OTHERS worked just fine.
*No more letting us out in pairs to cut down on the barking and sticking me w/ Pepper.  You know I have to out stubborn her on staying outside.  So far I have won every battle.
*No more letting Pepper sit next to you on the couch.  It is me and Scooter only.  All other dogs get the floor.
*Licking wet cat food off the spoon is only for Scooter and I.  Remember I get the can and Scooter gets the spoon.
*Chasing kitties is only allowed by Scooter and I.  You need to learn to control that Cutter.
*Do not allow the dog food or water bowls to stay empty.  I am not fond of this "rationing" or "dieting" thing.  I know, I Googled them.
*Good SNACKS (Greenies, Chicken Strips, Lamb Liver) are for the ORIGINALS.  OTHERS can have Sweet Potatoes Fries and Milk Bones.
*WALKS are for Scooter and I only.  The OTHERS can lounge around the house getting fat and lazy so their health declines.  And what's with making me and Scooter WALK on 1 leash like the OTHERS have to?  We each want our own leash - we are responsible enough.
*Growling my instructions to the OTHERS is using my "nice" voice.  You should hear it when you aren't around.
*Barking at my brother incessantly IS necessary.  He's a guy - do you think he is listening the first time out?
*Yes it is must that I get all up in Pepper's face to remind her I am Queen of all I survey.  (You might want to have her intelligence tested.  For sure she isn't as smart as I, but she really can't seem to remember who is in charge).
*Cutter needs to STOP TOUCHING ME.  He's touching me, he's touching me, he's touching me, he's touching me.  I don't care if he was a "stud" at the puppy mill.  It's a bad touch and I'm uncomfortable with it and I will KICK the SNOT out of him if he doesn't STOP!

Well I don't want to overload you Mom, so the rest of the list I will finish soon.  There's always room for improvement in everyone (except this pup).  I'll be marking your grade at the end of the semester.  Let's hope you can at least attempt to pass.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The OTHERS are Still Here.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/569510</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 13 Mar 2009 16:17:34 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I'm still saving my pennies for postage to mail the OTHERS back to wher ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I'm still saving my pennies for postage to mail the OTHERS back to where they came from.  If anyone has the address please send it my way.  I think I just about have enough, but Mom says it would be better spent on Greenies.  I think so too, but sometimes a girl has to give up a luxury to remove an unsightly blemish (I'm talking to you Pepper).  

I have decided that whatever toy Cutter and Pepper are playing with I must tell Mom to make them stop.  It should be me playing with the toy and squeaking it all night long.  I was so mad at Cutter one night that I chewed up his squeaky ball destroying it beyond recognition.  I was pretty proud of the mess, but mom just looked at me and said "oh Misty" and then took it all away from me.  But I killed that toy that's for sure.

So far I still don't want to play with the OTHERS, and get really annoyed that Scooter does want to play with them.  Everytime he does I run up to him and bark in his face.  Doesn't he know that he's my brother and should be on my side to help eject them from our lives?  I can't believe he likes that Pepper.  I've even seen him sleep right next to her - as in touching!!  Ewwww.  He will even chase Cutter up the hill and help him bark at the mean neighbor dogs.  I'm going to have to seriously sit him down and have a talk with him about his loyalty.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Small but not Intimidated</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/567037</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 5 Mar 2009 13:10:50 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I may be the smallest in the house, cats included, but I still have the ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I may be the smallest in the house, cats included, but I still have the final say.

Want to get up on the bed without my permission? NO.
Want to sleep on my part of the bed?  NO
Want to take my favorite toy from me?  NO
Want to play kiss the kitty with me?  NO
Want to barge in front of the SNACK line (Pepper I'm talking to you)?  NO
Want to take my bones (Cutter I'm talking to you)?  NO
Want to be the first for scratches when Mom comes home?  NO

This is a growing list and I'll update as needed.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Royalty demands a heirarchy.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/563918</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 23 Feb 2009 19:36:49 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I am the QUEEN of all I survey!!

Do not take this lightly or you wil ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I am the QUEEN of all I survey!!

Do not take this lightly or you will be reprimanded.  By moi.

Therefore a contract for Pepper and Cutter; henceforth to be knows as the "OTHERS",  in accordance to rules ordained by Misty and Scooter; henceforth to be knows as the "ORIGINALS".

1.  ORIGINALS rule in order of A) Misty & B) Scooter.  The OTHERS can figure out their own order.  It is to adhere to A & B order followed by C & D.
2.  SNACKS are to be given in such order and not to deviate.  #1 Misty.  #2  Scooter.  #3  & #4 Well if you have to get them we don't care what order.  
3.  Manners must be learned in order to keep us ALL out of trouble.        
  A) Kitties should not be chased, kissing is allowed. 
  B)  Barking is not annonymous - somehow Mom knows who did it.  **Mom comment - Misty isn't that the pot calling the kettle black?**
  C)  Mom's shouldn't hijack computers and make comments.  BOL - take that Mom ~Misty an ORIGINAL
  D)  Peeing in the house needs to stop Cutter an OTHER
4.  WALKS should be conducted as such.  ORIGINALS on the left for better sniffing of grass.  OTHERS on the right as roadkill bait.  BOL
5.  Sleeping on the bed is allowed if the OTHERS stay at the very foot of the bed.  Pillows and Mom space is for ORIGINALS only.
6.  ORIGINALS always get Mom attention first.  OTHERS can wait.
7.  ORIGINALS get first dibs on all new bones.  OTHERS get paw me downs.  Even if they are all new.
8.  OTHERS take the blame for everything.  No exceptions unless you can pin it on a cat.
9.  ORIGINALS go for CAR RIDES.  OTHERS have to wait until we have a bigger car.
10. OTHERS will always listen to the wiseness of the ORIGINALS.  It's just best.

Let it be written.  Let it be done.

X_________ signed Pepper
X_________ signed Cutter

Witnessed.
X_________ signed Misty
X_________ signed ScooterPie (she made me do it)

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~ (now all I have to do is get Mom to print this off for a few pawprints to be added and it is official).]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I Suppose the OTHER(S) can be tolerated.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/563012</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 21 Feb 2009 01:02:27 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

OTHER than they eat all the food.
OTHER than they hog all the attentio ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

OTHER than they eat all the food.
OTHER than they hog all the attention.
OTHER than they have no civil manners.
OTHER than they sleep on the bed.
OTHER than they think they have dibs on SNACKS.
OTHER than they have taken over our couch.

Other than that, I suppose they can stay.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Thursday is our Birthday.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/562369</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 18 Feb 2009 20:19:22 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I still want that gift receipt for what Mom gave us at the beginning of ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I still want that gift receipt for what Mom gave us at the beginning of the month.  I'd like to return 2 Papillons for a lifetime supply of Greenies.  

Scooter of course can stay.  After all it is our birthday tomorrow.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>First the Bed and Now the Couch</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/561200</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 15 Feb 2009 20:46:48 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/561200</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This morning Mr. Cutter decided to sleep on the bed.  Not his dog bed,  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This morning Mr. Cutter decided to sleep on the bed.  Not his dog bed, the one with Mom.

Now he is all over the couch.  The middle, the end, the top, my side, etc.

What is next?

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Pizzle Breath</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/560832</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 20:29:25 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/560832</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Yes, I was chewing on a pizzle.  

Was it necessary to tell me I had  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Yes, I was chewing on a pizzle.  

Was it necessary to tell me I had bull dick breath?

After all, you hadn't brushed your teeth either.

Just curious on the proper etiquette.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Yes I Did!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/559760</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 11 Feb 2009 23:56:18 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/559760</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Yes my paw smells like pee.  I stepped in it after I peed in that OTHER ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Yes my paw smells like pee.  I stepped in it after I peed in that OTHER girl dogs bed.

Am I sorry?

NO.

Go ahead, ask me again.  I can only look sooo guilty.

Was it the wet paw that gave me away?

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The New Additions.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/559754</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 11 Feb 2009 23:03:53 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/559754</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

My opinion on the new additions is as follows.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

My opinion on the new additions is as follows.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I'd Like a Gift Receipt.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/558321</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 8 Feb 2009 13:19:59 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/558321</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

What would you think if all you wanted for your birthday was an endless ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

What would you think if all you wanted for your birthday was an endless supply of Greenies and got these instead?

Mr. Cutter: http://www.dogster.com/dogs/955083

Ms. Princess:  http://www.dogster.com/dogs/955117

Mom says they are here forever and to just get used to it.  I'm a little testy about that and need to make sure the newbies understand the pecking order around here.  I don't care if I am the smallest of the bunch - I am the Queen of all I survey!  Just ask Scooter.

I'd still like a gift receipt for an exchange.  Greenies sound much better.  I am going to go sulk on the bed and make sure they don't take it over like they did the front room.

Sulking right now ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Prick Ears.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/556717</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 3 Feb 2009 18:46:29 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/556717</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

OMD we are surrounded by beasts that bark.  All day long.  All night lo ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

OMD we are surrounded by beasts that bark.  All day long.  All night long.  All week long.  All month long.  Very long indeed.

From the back yard a big mean dog tied to a tree.  No matter what the weather, he's usually out there.  It's kind of hard to get mad at him since his humans don't seem to care too much.  However he charges the fence and in some spots you can see his head poke through.

From the yard over from his another loud dog who barks back.  At least he gets to go inside most of the time.  But sometimes he is left outside when nobody is home so he barks at whim.  I think he just wants to be back inside.

From the yard over from his another big dog stuck on the deck.  He starts the neighborhood bark frenzy almost all the time.  He spends a good portion of his day outside as well.

Next door we have 2 new dogs that moved in.  They bark too.  At least they mainly inside when they bark.  We'd like to meet them since they are our size and we might be friends.  First I'd tell them to stop barking at everything, including the wind.  

Mostly Scooter and I can ignore all the noise.  Sometimes I confess we cannot.  Usually that is when we are up in the back of the yard farthest away from Mom.  BOL.  Tonight was such a night.  Scooter and I made it fun by making sure it was pitch black outside and then played the "I changed my name game".  You know, the one where Mom yells "Misty!" and "Scooter!", but today you are really "Stormy" and "Scooter" (well what can I say, he's not that imaginitive).   It is wise to remember your name before your mom gets to the top corner of the hill with a flashlight.  The lecture you get on the walk down can get a little, well, personal.

Which brings me to the whole topic of my barkversation.

PRICK EARS:  The ability to always hear the pr*ck neighbors allow their dogs to bark without doing anything about it.

Mom just said I have a potty mouth and need to visit the soap bar.  What do you all think?  I think I heard worse from her on the trip up the hill earlier, however some of those words I don't know the meaning too.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>It Has Come to my Attention...</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/555936</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 1 Feb 2009 21:13:05 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/555936</guid>
		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

It has come to my attention that my brother Scooter has quite a &quot;gal&quot; f ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

It has come to my attention that my brother Scooter has quite a "gal" following out there.  I'm talking to you "Hicks" ladies especially.  I agree - on the surface my brother is all cute to a "T".  

Before he shoots another love dart your way ladies, let me give you some ammunition.  After all I'm his older sister.  

He will steal all the attention in a room.
He will steal all the lap space.
He never finishes his Greenies - he's got DOG breath.
His hair is always perfect, no products needed.
He gets away with chasing the kitties almost ALL the time.
He doesn't have to jump anywhere.
He doesn't have to work for SNACKS.  
Every girl in the world LOVES him.  They want to dognap him (I say go ahead).  Or bluch - marry him 
He doesn't get out of bed until mid afternoon on the weekends.  I think just to scratch and pee mostly.
He is a miser.  He hoards his SNACKS like he will never see one again. 
He goes outside maybe 2x a day if it is wet outside.

His shining point is that he will protect me on a WALK if a big dog runs at us.  He makes sure I'm protected at the off leash park.  

So if the last point negates all the others - he's for sal......

Mom says he's not for sal..... and I have to go apawlogize.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My Brother Scooter is Back at the V-E-T.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/554404</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 28 Jan 2009 13:12:01 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom pulled a fast one on me this morning and snuck Scooter out of the h ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom pulled a fast one on me this morning and snuck Scooter out of the house.  I'm ok with that since he is off to the V-E-T.  He's acting all Boo Radley and just lays around sighing.  I suspect it is because he hasn't had a Scooter Doo since Sunday morning and his butt has that odor.  You know the one that you think you want to sniff so you stick your nose down there and then realize - ewwwww.

I'm lonely at the house all by myself.  Every time I get up to check if he is out in the front room he isn't.  So since he isn't there, I chase the kitty.  Mom says the kitty isn't a substitute for Scooter, but I think it is working pretty well if you ask me.  I hope he comes home tonight so I can pick on him.  I'll keep you updated on the butt odor - I'm hoping it is G-O-N-E.  BOL

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>As the Snow Falls.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/553001</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 24 Jan 2009 22:32:49 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

It occures to be that there is some very cold rain that decided it want ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

It occures to be that there is some very cold rain that decided it wanted to be bold enough to become SNOW.  Scooter and I can still leave paw prints and see grass and deck so I'm gonna go have fun sniffing and playing in it.  

Even though we had the dreaded BATH today - I think we might be headed out for a WALK.  Mom says something about catching snowflakes.  Which sounds really fun.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Not on my Best Behaviour</title>
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				<pubdate>Sat, 24 Jan 2009 19:33:48 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Last night we went over to our dog pal Booger's house.  After reminding ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Last night we went over to our dog pal Booger's house.  After reminding him with a growl that I only tolerate him from a distance, I jumped up on the couch.  So what if it was his couch?  I'm not only Misty, but I am the guest.  

Every time Booger wanted to come over and say hi to my mom, I snarled my ownership.  Mom didn't seem to care since she told Booger not to mind my grumpiness and come on over.  Booger then got lots of head scratches.  And even some more.

I ate all the cat food that was sitting on the floor.  Booger's mom said that was ok since she rarely gets under those spaces anyways.  I also ate some Booger food and when he looked at me wrong I warned him again.  What is it about males and haveing to retrain them every time you walk in the door again?

I chased the old cat down the hall and brought Scooter with me.  I'm not sure this was a good idea since the hall is wood and the doors were closed at the end of the hall.  None of us could stop fast enough and it was not pretty for a few seconds.  I almost thought I was walking with cat feet, and then it struck me in the nose.  That ensued another chase down the hall.  Did I mention there was a barking rucus to go along with the chase?  Similar to EVIL NEMESIS SQUIRREL all out ALERT - but just a little off key.

I also dug in the flower garden.  Although this time of the year - it is just a mud patch.  But I know last summer I left a bone out here and know exactly where it is.  Sadly still down there since I was in trouble for digging.  Can you believe it?

I blamed Scooter for starting the Barkfest 2009 with the "barkless" weiner dogs next door.  They can bark - I hear them.  When Mom yelled at us I acted like Scooter started it (he can't stop barking sometimes).  Not good to know you were "captured on film".  Pupperazzi and camera phones.

The garbage in the boys bathroom was also kind of fun to drag out.  They leave some pretty good Q-tips in there.  I shared with Scooter - I mean he made me do it!

After that I was kind of worn out so I took the best seat in the house and snuggled on Ms.Louann's body.  Booger can't have her ALL the time.  Plus Patrick (human age 12) had gone to bed - he makes me a little nervous but I love him.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Top 10 Ways to retrain your human.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/551892</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 21:46:55 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This entry comes from a diary entry my pal Larry the Dude had to say re ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This entry comes from a diary entry my pal Larry the Dude had to say recently.  You can find Larry the Dude here since Mom says she can't figure out the "link" thingy to make it pretty.  http://www.dogster.com/dogs/461481

Anypup - he had this to say in his diary - and I quote (without permission,but I tried to link so call the pawyers off BOL)

"The Dudes life
Outside at 3AM
January 19th 2009 2:20 pm 
Like they want me to go outside to do my stuff.

okay fine!

I get up and go out and it it pitch black dark outside. 
I wonder..... are there any monsters lurking around in the yard?
I decide that the best way to deal with my fear, it to bark.

So I bark long enough to scare all intruders away, do my business, and go back to bed.

Why is MtheP awake when I get back under the covers?"

End Quote.

To which I sent a pawmail to this degree and I quote again (with my permission).

"Subject: Morning barks  Sent: Wed Jan 21  
 

Message:
Larry - I am very good at this. 

Here's what you do. Make sure before you bark at the lurking monsters - your human is going to the bathroom. This adds to the drama of knowing they are feeling the same happiness you have when you pee and they say "hurry up". You are just doing it from long distance. 

It's called pawsative reinforcement - I saw it on Animal Planet - BOL.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~ "

End Quote.

Which makes for a long intro to my topic.  Which is the top 10 ways to retrain your human.  Starting with the first one I gave Larry the Dude.  

#1.  Make sure before you bark at the lurking monsters - your human is going to the bathroom. This adds to the drama of knowing they are feeling the same happiness you have when you pee and they say "hurry up". You are just doing it from long distance. 
#2.  Sometimes it is better to ask for forgiveness than permission.  As in if you want up on that lap and haven't been invited - invite yourself.
#3.  You catch more flies w/ honey than vinegar.  If given the "stink eye" for anything - give your best "cute" and Work IT.  Don't blame it on the cat, the humans have access to internet (I'm not sure how).  Illicit help from your brother and/or sister if needed - he/she is known for "Cute".   *If on your own practice be very "cute".
#4.  Get your beauty rest.  You will need the energy for when your human gets home from "Work" - which is human speak for "Play".  Don't let them tell you any different.  The later they get home - the more energetic you get.  This ensures they make an improved effort going forward.
#5.  TV is a reality show.  Commercials, doorbells, door knocks, dog barks, men talking, car horns, doors slamming, cell phones, loud sounds and much more are sounds happening in your house.  Make sure to let the human know they need to go check it out.  Repeat barking as they will insist it is just the "tv".  
#6.  Dog Food nightime edition.  Make sure to ignore it all night long until you have gone outside for the last time, making sure to not follow a pattern.  Eat all food.  Panic there is no more food and lick crumbs clean.  Send out distress call by whining repeatedly.  
#7.  Take advantage of the best.  Couch, Chair, Pillow, Blanket, Armrest, Carseat, Lap, Bed, etc.  When human gets up to do anything assume their best spot.  Success is when you are picked up when they need that spot and scratched.
#8.  Avoid the pupperazzi.  Make the human think they have the perfect shot and then - move.  Often you are rewarded with SNACKS for the shot.  Make sure to lower your ears allowing your face to "fall".  Low ear dogs you have a special advantage w/ the "sad cute" look; winking an eye, looking bored, standing with light behind you and the camera (advanced), looking directly at camera w/ very little light (red eye) are all very good methods to entice more SNACKS.
#9.  Dog Food morning edition.  Again ignore food until you sense the 10 minute count down.  This is usually when things are put in the dishwasher - humans so predictible.  More energy efficient would be us doing dishes, but something called "sanitary"??  Eat all food.  Insist you did not eat all food and whine for more.  Blame this on cat and demand a refill or you will expire from hunger.  Sucseed.
#10.  Pawsative Lick Enforcement.  If your human reacts pawsitively to your training be sure to reward with licks.  They may insist that there is a "no kissing" clause in the relationship, but canine tongues are longer, quicker, and from what I can tell cleaner than the cats breath.   No matter - humans love it even if they say things like, No, Stop, Yuck and No Kisses. 

Wishing you luck ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Teddy II, Two, Too and to you and you and you.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/550789</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 18 Jan 2009 23:51:45 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Yes I did.  To Mom's shock and dismay I dug out Teddy II.  He was reall ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Yes I did.  To Mom's shock and dismay I dug out Teddy II.  He was really down there in the basket so lots more came out as well.  

Even though Teddy was on the couch with me, I took Teddy II to bed with me.  Mom said it would be an issue around some-timeish-morningish if Teddy wasn't with me.  No Mom, Teddy II is here withme abd you.

I did fine.  

Until some-timeish-morningish was back.  Not only did I want to go sniff the air and stretch my legs, but I needed Teddy.  Teddy.  Teddy.  Not Teddy II the faux Teddy.  For dogs sake, he still has his yarn hangy loop on him.  Plus HE is not Teddy color.  

Ahh - Teddy.  Everyone needs a Teddybear.  Except you cannot have mine.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

PS - you can have the pink PIG Mom keeps trying to convince me is a Teddy though.  BOL.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Hack Job.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/550049</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 16 Jan 2009 17:12:33 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

One paw at a time is all I have patience for.  Mom got out the scissors ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

One paw at a time is all I have patience for.  Mom got out the scissors last night and did what she calls "cleaned up the paw".  You have got to be pulling my dog tail.  Clean.  

We have fluffy feet.  The fur continues to grow no matter how much we walk or run.  Mom lets it grow out in the fall because of the winter weather and protection.  If it gets too long for too long (ha, that sounds funny) we get "rabbit feet".  The hair pushes the pads of our feet out making it not good to walk on.  We've never had it because mom "cleans up the paws".  Or so she says.

Last night I got a hack job.  My paw hair has been growing out, but nothing like my hippy brother Scooter's.  He's such a weenie when it comes to paw treatment he can't even sit through 1/2 a paw.  Mom hacked and sawed and trimmed and clipped.  I could only sit through 1 paw.  I can't believe she started on a front paw.  I could have hid my embarassment if it was a back paw by sitting.  However Scooter is much funnier to look at with only 1/2 of his paw done.  He got hacked worse than me, and I don't believe Mom can "fix it".  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Golly we still have SNOW.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/550031</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 16 Jan 2009 15:50:27 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom just took us for a WALK.  It's the first long WALK in the New Year. ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom just took us for a WALK.  It's the first long WALK in the New Year.  It was grand, I could have gone on furever.  Unfortunately Scooter the Doglet of Immense Girth (he should push himself AWAY from the F-O-O-D dish) was lagging behind.  Yes, I have an extra plumpness to me as well, but that dog - whoa.  I can't wait to be back to our slim, trim selves once better weather and later sunsets gets here.  Mom says we have a couple monthes to go.  I may expire from the long wait.

I could hardly believe my eyes.  At the bottom of the hill there are still piles of SNOW.  I had to sniff it just to be sure, and it was.  I jumped up on it and sniffed and snorted and looked at Mom and barked.  Scooter jumped up there and we played Boxing Papillons because that's what we like to do in the SNOW.  

Then Mom pulled us away saying it was filthy stuff and an eyesore.  I thought it was lovely and didn't want to go.  However I do like my WALKS as well.  So off we went.  Now we are filthy because all the sand they dumped got plowed up to the sidewalks.  Mom said something about BATH, so I have to go lay as flat on the bed as I can so she can't see me.  I think she has Xray vision though, because she always finds me.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

PS.  I think I might miss the SNOW.  But don't tell Mom - she'll have my ears for even thinking such thoughts.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Snow Journal 70 - 126 in dog years.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/547150</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 7 Jan 2009 21:55:54 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Happy New Year everpup.

It's been a while since these paws have been ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Happy New Year everpup.

It's been a while since these paws have been on the keyboard.  I'd like to take the time to share with you the knowledge I have gained, the pain and suffering, the victory of green grass, and the final defeat of rain.

Let me walk you through days 70 - 126 in dog years of SNOW.  As we all know, Seattle does not deal well with snow.  1.  We try and keep it contained by 2 mountain ranges, 1 on each side.  2.  It just really doesn't get below 38 or so at the coldest in winter.  3.  Snow driving skills - not taught in drivers ed, you should see us fools.  4.  It never snows AND accumulates for DAYS at a time.  

Here are some things Scooter, Indy Kitty, Lucy Kitty, Mom and I learned.  After 10 days of stuck in a house with each other - we all had our own rooms for a while.  We just couldn't stand the sight of each other and nerves were a little worn.

~ A thing called a "snow shovel" - we watched the neighbors use it.  Made paths for their dogs, car, humans...  Mom doesn't have one.
~ A thing called a "path" - when Mom gave up on day 35 (In dog years) and nailed a flat board to a long board and called it improvised.
~A thing called "where is the path" - when it snows from one trip outside to the other and there is no more path.
~A thing called "more snow" - variations below
      *when Mom watches the TV and for some reason gets grumpy and uses words not fit to repeat.
      *when you go out in the morning and go out in the evening and can't see where you were before.  Or get to it.
     *when the night before you went outside and the morning you do and it is above your shoulders.
     *when you get to go outside in the front flower bed because it is the only thing with only 6" of snow.
~A thing called "find a spot" - where the world looks, smells and feels the same no matter where you try and go potty.  Plus it's cold!
~A thing called a "deck" - Occasionally glimpsed in above "path" (see above) clearings.  Finally to be seen in full just yesterday.
~A thing called "ice" - beyond the "cube" form, also forms when very cold outside.  Especially in one corner where the gutter drips on the walkway.  Approach with caution.
~A thing called a "snow plow" - we've only seen it once the entire time on the last day.  It did a wonderful job of pushing the snow into piles that block "paths" (see above).
~A thing called "green grass" - that small patch under the cedar tree that finally showed up.  A sniffing extravaganza.
~A thing called "cabin fever" - where you are locked in a house and all you see is snow, snow, snow, snow, snow.  In a house with your brother (dog), Mom (human), Indy (Cat) & Lucy (Cat) for DAYS on end.
~A thing called "cabin fever + PMS" - don't go there...beware.
~A thing called "leave me alone" - when all breathing critters find their own rooms to hang out in the house.  Everyone needs their own down time.
~A thing called a "yard" - we remember it, but can't quite see all of it yet.
~A thing called a "dirty streets" - what happens after snow goes away and what is left over.
~A thing called "snow melt" - when it warms up really fast and then rains on 10" of snow.  (see flooding)
~A thing called "soggy paws" - when it looks innocent outside but you walk on the grass and make squish noises.
~A thing called "flooding" - when the ground is too wet for the snow and rain moisture to absorb into the grass making ponds.  This also occurs to roads, and any rivers you might walk by.  I suppose mountains and hills, well lots of places.

Well everypup, this brings you up to date to about the Monday before Santa Paws.  I know I've had other bark stories but wanted to update you on the Snow Peril of 2008.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>It's Better on the Rocks.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/543153</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 28 Dec 2008 09:39:30 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have learned during this blizzard that SNACKS are better on the rocks ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have learned during this blizzard that SNACKS are better on the rocks.  I mean the human kind that is cold and not the kind in the garden.  Although those have their own merit I will allow.

While the snow is melting and slushy cold take your dog bisquit out to the snow.  Leave it there as long as you can tolerate.  If this means waking Mom up at 3:15 to let you out to get it, so be it.  

Not only does the outside of the bisquit absorb some of the melting snow and soften the hard outside, but it gets cold too.  I tell you if it just had a soft cold center it would be a Dogskimo Pie.

SNACKS are better on the rocks!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Saved by Santa Paws.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/542321</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 25 Dec 2008 19:17:54 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Thank the dogs that there is a Santa Paws. Last night he stopped by and ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Thank the dogs that there is a Santa Paws. Last night he stopped by and ate cookies (those tasty human kind) and left us SNACKS.  Our stocking was full of them.  I didn't even care that I only got 1 today because I got to sniff all of them.  Even Scooter's SNACKS.  Curiously they mostly  sniffed the same but some had his snout sniff on them.  I checked and I got 1 extra, so that must mean Santa Paws likes me best.  Well I did check after coming back from sniffing Scooter's stash BOL.  He eats too slow anyways, and what he doesn't know - well that could fill a book or two.  BOL - I am on a roll.

With all that snow outside there has been lots of time for SNACK consumption.  Mom has been home for over a full week now and says she's at her wits end.  I've never been there, but it doesn't "sound" like that great of a place.  Very grumpy the mother is.  We are thinking she should go back to work to make her appreciate us more.  Even Scooter has given up on the "cute" pose.  Although we do agree on the mantra of "If you Meow at me one more time Indy".  Having observed, "one more time" seems endless because that darn cat is still complaining.

I hope Santa Paws was good to all my pup pals and all the other pups out there.  Let's bow our snouts and thank Santa Paws for our bones and SNACKS received today.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Emergency!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/541781</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 10:55:05 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have a bit of an emergency.  Mom just told us that she gave us our la ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have a bit of an emergency.  Mom just told us that she gave us our last SNACKS last night!!  Last night!  That means Old Mother Hubbords cupboards are bare!  Well as far as I am concerned.

Starving!!  Must have SNACK.

I'm doing my best to convince Mom to call the emergency number.  She says tax dollars do not pay for SNACK home delivery.

I think she should call the paramedics.  I'm going through withdraw, which constitutes an emergency phone call.

She tells me to hush up and go eat dog food.

Is that anyway to talk to a dog?

Sniff at ya later (if I'm still alive - I could starve you know)
~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>As Quiet as a Church Mouse.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/541632</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 00:50:08 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

A white winterland surrounds us.  I can tell on my explorations (now af ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

A white winterland surrounds us.  I can tell on my explorations (now after 6 human days) includes the front eaves where no snow fell, the occasional back deck excursion and a foray into the driveway to the "mailbox" (where seriously I saw no males, so why the box?), a new meaning to life has arisen.

The white of a Papillon's butt is nothing compared to Mother Nature's white.

As I stand on the little spot Mom has cleared for us, I shiver.  

Yes from the cold!!  But also from the beauty of the surrounds us in absolute silence.  

And as the snow falls I bark.  

Well why not?

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Snow Journal - day42 in dog years</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 23 Dec 2008 22:05:35 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Day 42 in dog years.  Mom says day 6 in human.  Funny math that is.  I' ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Day 42 in dog years.  Mom says day 6 in human.  Funny math that is.  I'd much rather have 42 bones than 6.  Mom says it's the same, but I think I hear a doorbell on the tv so I lost concentration during the important part of the math equation.  What's a dog to do?

Snow still up to a Papillon chin no matter where you go.  Except for the outside spot where Scooter and I have discovered for doing our business.  It's under the eaves out front so there is the bonus of going out the front door with no leash on, but we don't get very far.  That snow is still out there.  

Every time any progress is made on the snow moving out of the way for us, it shows up again the next time we go out.  

Not as fond of snow as I was 300 dog days as I was about 250 dog days ago...

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Enough is Enough!</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 12:38:00 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Dear Mother Nature.

Enough is Enough.  We throw our paws up and conc ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Dear Mother Nature.

Enough is Enough.  We throw our paws up and concede.  Please stop the snow from falling and send either rain or warm weather.  

You do understand that I am a dog of very small stature.  Now I don't mind going outside in a little tip toe of snow.  In fact the first pawful of times it's pretty fun.  However when I need to squat in the yard, it is no fun having to freeze certain parts off.  We won't even go into how embarassed Scooter is to do his man business outside.  Also, it is not very enticing to sniff the ground - when it has disappeared.

Mrs. Nature again I would like to stress to you the proportion of the weather vs. Papillon.  8" of snow against 9" of dog isn't really a fair fight is it?  I really don't want to have to use my Santa Paws wish for green grass instead of dog bones, but if I have to I must.

Thanks for listening ~hoping to sniff at the ground soon~
Misty]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Mom Says we Have to Push Ourselves Away From the Food Dish.</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 16 Dec 2008 23:09:49 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom has turned into a mean, mean person.  She is controlling our food d ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom has turned into a mean, mean person.  She is controlling our food dish grazing.  Mom says we have put on winter pudge that should not be there. 

I disagree.  Let me explain our reasoning (I polled my brother Scooter to help with the results).  

Mom, you have been very busy at work.  I know you call it "sales meetings", but since we have never been we do not believe.
Mom it is very dark at night when you get home.  Not very much outside time is experienced.
Mom it is very wet outside, and who likes to walk when your tail is dragging in the water.  (Although we would do "damp" if you would)
Mom it is now very cold outside with the snow and stuff on the ground.
Mom you have been catching up on your tv shows you have missed.  Plus what you call movies.

So we feel that putting us on a diet instead of real interaction is not addressing the real issue.  Leave us the food and find us stuff to do so we aren't so bored.  Turning the temperature up outside would help too.  This below freezing stuff is not fun.

So give us our food back and stop making me be such a pain.  Removing the food dish from the floor doesn't mean we aren't hungry.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Jingle smells.  Jingle smells.  Sniffing all the way.</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 17:43:18 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I've been on a few WALKS over the past week, weather permitting and tim ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I've been on a few WALKS over the past week, weather permitting and time allowed.  (As I barktate to Mom my diary entry we can spread the news that the first blanket of snow fell yesterday).  On these WALKS I have noticed a lot of other pups humans out there have gone as touched in the head as our own Mom.  Some even more so!

What I mean by this, is that there are other houses that have trees in their windows all lit up with blinking lights.  Some are all 1 color like Mom's, and some are many different colors.  There they are just sitting in the front windows blinking away.  Even though Mom explained again what the reason was for, it was all I could do not to turn my nose in disgust and head for the bed.  Really?  A tree for a fat man in a red suit?  And he comes down the chimney and leaves pawresents?  Right...  I wasn't just whelped yesterday Mom.

Some houses have lights on the outside just like our house.  And not just the one on the garage that goes on when that big orange cat walks by.  No - these are a lot like the lights on the trees in the front windows.  I'm not sure, but the tree inside might be making light strands and the only way to keep this undercontrol is to put the lights wherever you can on the house outside as well.  

Now the houses that scare the pee out of me are the ones that have these HUGE creatures that are lit up and seem to move around.  There is this rotund bright white guy down the street.  It's no wonder he's so white - wearing only a hat and a scarf - I'll bet he's frozen solid.  I guess he's not really aware of what's going on.  That might or might not have something to do with whatever is in that pipe he is smoking.  I'm not getting close enough to find out.

Around the corner there is a nature scene which is quite lovely.  There are deer standing around under the tree glowing and looking serene.  BARK!  Some of them move their heads!  I'd better cross the street so I don't look them in the eyes.  I might turn into a statue.

The worst of all is around the next corner.  I think the house is under attack and the police and army are staging a battle to save the dogs inside.  Screw the cats - we all know they are hiding under the bed and won't come out.

There is a big carriage on the roof of the house and the leader is up there dressed in red.  His calvary of reindeer at heading the charge down the rooftop.  You can see all his weapons at the ready in those bags bulging out of the back of the sled.  

Sure he seems to be jolly and fun guy to be around.  But he has so many aliases you have to wonder what he is really up to.  Just to name a few; St. Nick. Santa Claus (I think this is the cat's version due to the reference to claws), Chris Cringle, Father Christmas, etc.  Do you see where I'm going with this?  I mean, I'm just Misty.  Scooter's just Scooter.  Mom's just Mom.  Why so many names Mr. Whatever your real name is. 

His troops of E.L.V.E.S. (Evil Lewd Villians Emulating Santa) on the ground attacking the house.  Sure, they look cute, until they turn their heads and look at you.  BARK!  BARK!  BARK!  I know they are up to no good because they are luring the children out with bags of toys.  

I know the house is under rescue attempts because it is lit up so bright to help see and sniff all the enemies.  There is also loud noise from speakers which is probably the police in negotiating tactics.  Plus I see a car on the ground that is under attack by E.L.V.E.S.  

It's a good thing I watch so much Law & Order so I am aware of what is going on in the neighborhood.  I think I'll head out to catch up on some C.S.I. in case they need my help once the rescue attempt has gone down.

Come to think of it, I might want to brush up on some House in case the E.L.V.E.S attack our pad and Mom goes down in the line of fire protecting us.  Because she would you know.  Sometimes she just doesn't know when to tuck tail and run like a little dog should.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Cow Ornaments and Taxes.</title>
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				<pubdate>Fri, 5 Dec 2008 21:42:41 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have a favorite ornament.  I didn't know why. Until I saw the human n ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have a favorite ornament.  I didn't know why. Until I saw the human news today.  There is this little cow painted wooden star that is V-e-r-r-r-y low.  I really like it and kiss it when I go by.  Such a cute cow.  

Now I know why.  

Can you believe they want to tax farmers who have so many this animal or that animal??  Just for passing gass?  Naturally?  Too feed the hoards?  As in the all of us.

Correct me if I'm wrong.  Would this not mean, soon, DOGS could be taxed as well?  We must as domesticated animals that depend on humans; bark, meow, moo, oink, whinney, chirp, and ba-a-a-hh out that this is just wrong.  

Make your taxes up in those CARS (not that there is anything wrong with them) and take us for a WALK instead!

Just wondering..

Sniff at ya later ~ Misty ~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Bounce Zone has changed. For a TREE?</title>
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				<pubdate>Fri, 5 Dec 2008 21:29:41 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Still adjusting to the tree that has been allowed access to the house.  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Still adjusting to the tree that has been allowed access to the house.  It's all "Fancy" and stuff.  All I know is that it is seriously getting in the way of my hinney!  I bounce to remind Mom it is SNACK time.  The longer I wait, the more acrobatic I am.  Twisting and  Shouting is a must.  

Not to mention it has stuff HANGING off it.  DANGLING.  In front of my face.  BOL

Tooooo Tempting...

Sniff at ya later ~ Misty ~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Turkey is a Big Bird.</title>
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				<pubdate>Sat, 29 Nov 2008 23:16:14 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I hope everypup out there had a good turkey day.  I also hope everpup o ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I hope everypup out there had a good turkey day.  I also hope everpup out there has more control than I do when it comes to that wonderful human holiday called Thanksgiving.

Yes, if you work it just right you can have all the stuff that falls on the floor.  You can lick that fork, knife, spoon that fell down instead of hitting the sink.  You can clean bowls for free.  Same with gravy dishes, stuffing scraps, turkey skin - burp.  

If you are a professional like I am, you also get half of what your brother hasn't eaten.  Scooter is so slow with his food consumption, sometimes he forgets he is eating and then I can swoop in.  Dunce.

Mom says my stomach is bigger than my eyes.  Duh Mom.  What's that got to burrrrpppp with it?  

Uh, Mom I need to go outside and eat some cooling grass, lick the deck for a while, visit the backside of the rhododendron bush for a while.  Might want to grab some of that TP that doesn't stick to that little bears butt in the commercial when I come in.

And Mom can I interest you in a couple midnight calls to the wilderness?  How about some help on air freshener action au turkey&gravy?

In all fairness - I did demand that SNACK when we finally rolled through the door.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>International Geese</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 26 Nov 2008 15:29:59 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Scooter here~

Gather close because I have a great story for all you pups.  

It w ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Scooter here~

Gather close because I have a great story for all you pups.  

It was the day before Thanksgiving and all through the house..  No that's not right.

Once upon a time there was an innocent pup named Misty and her evil brother Scooter..  No that's not it either.

Oh, I remember what story I was going to share.  Mom took us to the park that is down at the bottom of the hill.  We'd never been to this park before so it was all a new adventure to us.  We hit the ground sniffing and were up to our general no good and don't remember a command mode of operandi.

What's that we spy across the field?  I have no idea, but at about that time Scooter saw the same thing and took off running at full speed and volume.  Mom says he has no understanding of "cause and effect" forthought.  Meaning he doesn't really think it through that if he jumps in a mud puddle - yes the effect is getting very wet.  

I give chase after him, because being  the oldest, Mom puts me in charge of Scooter.  It's a big responsibility, but somepup has to do it.  He calls it "bossy".  I call it "love".  Plus I can run faster than that tub of lard..errr, I mean, love, sorry Mom.

Sure enough we get across the field and he's still intent on barging in on those honking fiends.  At first those things just kind of stared at Scooter like he was a dunce or something.  Then they opened their arms up and started waving them.  And then - a couple of them ran at us.  Scooter was much closer and couldn't get the message to his feet to stop running (I swear it would help if he had a brain in his tail like the dinosaurdogs did).  

Next thing you know Scooter yelped and fasttailed it out of there.  Not before one of those blask masked long armed noisy critters managed to pull out some of his tailhair.  I didn't want to look for too long because he is so vain about that tail fringe he sports - but he lost a good chunk of it.

Those things were still staring at us and a couple started walking to us like they wanted to throw down or something.  I gave one last bark to the Scoots and took off for Mom.  I didn't see it, but I guess Scooter fell down in all his eagerness to get back to Mom.  all I know is he smelled really good after that and Mom wouldn't let him sit on her lap on the way home.  She said something about being covered in goose guano and Scooter got that insulted look on his face.  

Next thing you know we are getting a BATH.  We just had one over the weekend, so I totally hold Scooter responsible for having to get wet again this week.  Which I have brought to his attenti0n a few times today.  He is a dog of very little brain and all.

Mom says we had a Close Encounter with Canada Geese.  All I know is  we sure didn't get off on the right track.  I certainly don't think it is nice to visit another country and then think you can take it all over just because you have a big flock.  Because if that is the case, I know a Border Collie and a couple bird dogs and we just might form a pack!  That would make us tough.  A Border Collie, a Golden Retriever, a Springer Spaniel and 2 Papillons roaming the streets.  That would be enough to make any dogs tail quiver in fear.  I must ponder on this a while.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>SNACK Packrat.</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 23 Nov 2008 17:41:15 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have a confession to make.  Well I don't really want to confess it, b ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have a confession to make.  Well I don't really want to confess it, but Mom says the gig is up.

I save my SNACKS.  I hide them so I can weezle the one Scooter doesn't care about away from him.  

I save them outside.  Mostly at the very edge of the deck, but if anything is watching I'll wander out a bit farther.  If you follow, I'll just keep it to myself until you aren't paying attention.  Voila - I appear again and there is no SNACK.

I am not hiding them as Mom thinks.  I am "curing" them in the outside elements until I feel a little need for a midnight SNACK.  Sometimes a good rain helps them out as well.

Which is why Mom says I have to confess to my so called problem.  

This morning I woke Mom up so I could go check out the sunrise and do my morning tinkle.  As usual she couldn't see because her eyes weren't even open.  Some dogs owners!

I brought my SNACK to bed and took it under cover.  Mom says under "the" cover"s", but I like my version better.  Mom fell back asleep and I worked the SNACK over.  It helped that it was nice and moist from the rain.

Mom was not appreciative of the "Peanutbutter~Chicken" foot mask that had been applied as I was enjoying my SNACK.  I think of it as getting even for the BATH imposed upon us.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Guestbook!!</title>
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				<pubdate>Mon, 17 Nov 2008 23:46:29 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup  ~ Misty here~

I got some gristle to chaw with some pups out there.  

Why oh why  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup  ~ Misty here~

I got some gristle to chaw with some pups out there.  

Why oh why is my guestbook not being signed???  

I do bow down to the fact that Scooter is the cute one.  But really - 30 signatures on his page.  7 on mine???  

What am I??  Chopped sawdust??  

Mom makes me bathe the same days as Scooter so I know it isn't the smell.    

What is it?  They told me I was "fixed".  But they told me the same about Scooter!

Gonna go lay down and sigh.

Sigh at ya later ~Misty~

*Mom note*Scooter is "fixed" as well - I guess he is just cuter.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Fall brings the Leaves</title>
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				<pubdate>Mon, 10 Nov 2008 13:19:21 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom spent most of the weekend out in the yard cleaning up all the leave ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom spent most of the weekend out in the yard cleaning up all the leaves that have fallen over the week.  She made this big pile in the backyard and then called me and Scooter outside. I ran right out since I'm that kind of dog.  Scooter had to be coaxed out with a SNACK.  What a lazy dog he is BOL.

Mom brought us out to show us her big pile of leaves.  Scooter and I looked at each other and tried to figure out what the big deal was.  I certainly didnâ€™t see the reason to be called outside.  Who wants to look at a pile of leaves?  Mom's are weird sometimes.

Then Mom grabbed me and picked me up.  Next thing I know I'm flying in the air and land in the middle of those leaves.  What the heck are you doing Mom?  Then she tossed Scooter on that pile and he was so heavy he almost disappeared.  NOW I see how much fun this can be.  I jumped at Scooter stuck in the leaves and barked at him.  He stuck his head into the pile of leaves and all you could see were Scooter ears sticking up.  Holy Dogs - this is fun attacking Scooter in the leaves.  

When we fought ourselves clear of the leaves Mom laughed extra hard at us.  We had leaves sticking to our fur fringes and off our tails.  Just to teach Mom a lesson, we tracked them all into the house.

Until the next adventure - sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Changing of the Seasons.</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 4 Nov 2008 16:27:29 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

It sure gets dark early around here all of a sudden.  It is dark by the ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

It sure gets dark early around here all of a sudden.  It is dark by the time Mom gets home.  I'm a pup that likes to get up at the crack of dawn and sleep when the sun sets.  But how am I supposed to have Mom time if it dark when she gets home?  I asked her to come home earlier, but she says that place called "Work" only allows that on rare occasions and I shouldn't expect it as a daily occurrence.

The weather turned for the worse as well as soon as it started being nighttime so early.  It rained so hard over the weekend no pup wanted to go outside.  Not even me.  There was a big puddle of water in the back yard that got bigger and bigger as the rain kept falling.  Then the wind started and next thing you know it was raining maple leaves with the rain.  The deck was all covered in big wet slippery leaves.  The cedar tree started dropping all the dead pine needles and pine cones.  Needless to say, the yard looks very messy and disorganized.  

Mom broke out the extra blanket for the bed since it is getting colder in the house.  Scooter loves it, you can tell.  He rolls around on the new blanket when he can see it.  He scoots under the covers to sleep at night.  He goes all the way to the bottom of the bed.  Sometimes I wake up and think he is missing because I donâ€™t see him.  I usually wake Mom up, and then she reminds me that he is under the covers.  She'll lift the covers up so I can sneak down and say hi to him.

I'm thinking I need a SNACK, so I'll go see what Mom is up to.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Milk Bone Champion</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 4 Nov 2008 13:33:32 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~ Misty here~

We were out on our walk last week.  We passed this house on our way, a ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~ Misty here~

We were out on our walk last week.  We passed this house on our way, and a man came out.  He asked if he could give us a SNACK.  Mom laughed and said yes, but doubted we would take them.  I surprised her by not only taking it from the man, but carrying it home the entire rest of the walk.  Mom says it was about a half a mile that I carried it.  She was laughing at me because it was sticking out of my mouth on one side like a milk bone cigar.  A few times we stopped and Mom asked if she could carry it for me, but I didn't trust her to take care of it.  So I carried it.  

Scooter got one too, but he didnâ€™t want to take it from the guy handing out SNACKS.  So the man handed it to Mom and said to give it to him later.  I got that one too since Scooter decided to leave it on the carpet when we got home.

I am the long distance Milk Bone Champion Carrier!  BOL.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Bird Food - it's not just for breakfast.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/518410</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 20 Oct 2008 19:04:36 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I need to share some advise I learned over the weekend.  I don't want a ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I need to share some advise I learned over the weekend.  I don't want anyother pup out there to have to go through what I did.  It's really not worth it, and you get into trouble.  Especially when your mom goes by a certain part of the house where this trouble took place.  I'm not real good on my Human speak, but even to me it sounds like she is mumbling.  

If your mom is outside working in the yard because it is the last one she will see until the end of June in Seattle.  DO NOT sneak some of the suet that fell out of the birdfeeder and take into the house and eat it on the bed.  Even though it is really tasty and kind of messy, you are not supposed to touch that bird food called suet.  Or so Mom told me after the fact.

Crumbling it up so all the bird seed falls off in the middle of the comforter is frowned upon as well.  So is is licking all the yummy peanut better tasting fat that the cake is made out of.  It was so yummy that my tongue kind of melted some of that stuff into the comforter.

If your mommy does find you in bed with the contraband you are not supposed to have, you probably shouldn't try and blame it on your brother.  Apparently he was not even in the room (so check that out first).  

You should probably also not snatch and grab it and try and make your exit out the bedroom door.  This just makes Mommy mad you didn't "DROP IT" and tried to make a break for it.  Mommies then slam the door shut in front of your face and commense to lecturing.

I kind of started looking out the window during some of the lecturing, but I did learn that I caused a mess, not sure it will come out, birdseed all over, look at your face, nose and paws they are greasy, that greasy paws leave tracks on the wood floor, that I am a bad dog for not giving up what I had immediately, even more trouble for trying to sneak out the door, something about tummy aches, and finally if I was listening at all and if I had learned my lesson?

The bath I got kind of sucked.  I think mom scrubbed extra hard and used extra soap.  I couldn't really understand all she was saying - she was back to mumbling again.

The warm comforter on the bed did not come clean.  I think the oil spot on it is rather nifty if you ask me.  I have something to roll over on and sniff in the middle of the night.  Alas mom took it somewhere that it had to stay for a few nights and see if they could get it clean.  It won't be back for a couple nights, so we'll have to see if I'm still in trouble or not.

Also the not fun part besides being in trouble and having to take a bath is that my stomach sure did feel bad after that.  I had noises coming out of me that were not lady like.   I also had to have my hind end washed off twice yesterday for birdseed butt.  I think most of my dignity was washed away with it as well.

Until my next adventure.  Sniff at ya later.
~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Warning* Do not Step on Me *Warning</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/513221</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 6 Oct 2008 16:20:42 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Dear Scooter, my dear brother o' mine.

Let me tell you 1 more time. ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Dear Scooter, my dear brother o' mine.

Let me tell you 1 more time.

Do NOT step on me when I am sleeping.  I DO NOT care if you didn't see me because I was under the blankets.

I WILL kick your ass when this happens.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Scrabble....</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/511982</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 2 Oct 2008 23:56:10 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I noticed tonight; as I was getting riled up over the critter visits.   ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I noticed tonight; as I was getting riled up over the critter visits.  That most of my annoyances all have one other thing in common.  Other than just pissing me off.

All have letters that repeat.

CriTTers....

the EVIL NEMESIS SQUIrrELS

The OpoSSums

The RacOOns

Are there others out there that I have miSSed?  

Besides the ones we don't see like...

dEEr
mOOse

Any others?  

Spell with you later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A Booger in My Life.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/510541</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 23:01:05 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Have you really ever had something that is just a Booger in your life?  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Have you really ever had something that is just a Booger in your life?  Well I  do.  He's one of our best Big Dog friends.  However he lives up to his name.  If you are a big dog - do you really want to live up to that name?  Booger?

Unfortuntely my thick skulled brother thinks that is "the" thing to live up to.  Really Scooter?  Booger?

Not that when Booger comes over to stay for his visits am I un-accomindating.  I do allow him in the house.  BOL.  Just kidding.  He can sleep in the room - just can't look at the bed.  Serious about that too.  Allowed in the room if you glance at the floor the entire time and no eye contact.  

Booger visits also make the kitties take the the high roostes of the house.  Fun for the first day, but after that who is there to chase?  Scooter's all inside out over Booger and there is nothing but Mom to torment.  

He did clear out quite a barking along the fence path for us.  Knocked down a couple of Mom's vertical spigots for the sprinkler system, and dug a big hole in the back yard.  He has some manners to learn when he's being an outside boy.  Otherwise he's an angel inside.  Hard to believe, but true.

Booger is back with his human boy and family.  Scooter is beside himself with self importance and I kind of miss the kitties to chase.  I know they will be back hanging out in the house tomorrow.  Who doesn't miss a Misty Kiss?

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Booger is our Guest.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/509511</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 25 Sep 2008 23:18:07 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Booger is coming to stay for the weekend.  He's one of our bestest fur- ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Booger is coming to stay for the weekend.  He's one of our bestest fur-friends.  He shows up tomorrow and we'll have so much fun.  He's a big dog and it's fun to watch my brother Scooter try to be a big dog too!  He turns into a silly boy.

We'll keep you posted on the activities over the weekend - but I imagine Scooter will be telling you how high he can pee after this is all over.  Some manners you just can't expect when you have males in numbers.  

Wish me luck on keepimg these 2 in line.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Teddy Has Been Found!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/509142</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 24 Sep 2008 21:56:04 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom found Teddy!!
Mom found Teddy!!
Mom found Teddy!!

Teddy was un ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom found Teddy!!
Mom found Teddy!!
Mom found Teddy!!

Teddy was under the bed.  Can you believe it?  Missing my Teddy so much and I've been sleeping on him the whole time.

So happy to find Teddy that he has not been out of my sight for all night.  

Teddy squeaks as he should.
Teddy smells as he should.
Teddy feels as he should.
Teddy is Perfect.

And I will continue to tell you how much I appreciate Teddy's rescue by SQUEAKING him ALL night long.  

How's that sound?  SQUEAK. Squeak.  SQUEAK.  Squeak Squeak Squeak.  (Tail Wag)  SQUEEEEAAAAKKKKKKKKKK

Squeak at ya later!  ~Misty~


Note to Mom - sweep more often under your bed.  Important stuff may get sucked under there.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My Head Was Stepped On</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/508620</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 23 Sep 2008 15:30:37 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

How rude is it to have your brother step on your head when you are slee ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

How rude is it to have your brother step on your head when you are sleeping?  I certainly feel it is worth the growl and snap as a reminder.  Mom says the growl should have been enough.  But really!  How Rude is it to Have Your Head Stepped on When You Are Sleeping?

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Don't Bark With Your Mouth Full!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/503780</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 9 Sep 2008 21:43:29 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I've been told there is a rule you are supposed to follow if you are a  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I've been told there is a rule you are supposed to follow if you are a furless one.  Something called "Don't talk with a full mouth".  For some reason this has been applied to dogdome.  ???  Why ???

So yes.  I do bark with my SNACK in my mouth when needed.  Believe me, there are many times when it is needed.  

Such as:
1.  TV fake doorbell, knocking, car honking, etc. 
2.  Scooter looking at me if I have a SNACK.
3.  Neighbor dog barking.
4.  If the cat walks by.
5.  Cars with loud music coming home.

Mom says it isn't acceptable for all of the above.  I say we should put it out for a vote.

So if you agree it is OK to bark with a SNACK in your mouth then throw me a bone BOL.  Go ahead and click on that bone and throw me a couple.  

Thanks all my fur pals for the vote of confidence.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>REWARD for Return of Missing Teddy Bear!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/502128</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 5 Sep 2008 11:57:18 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~


REWARD FOR RETURN OF MISSING TEDDY BEAR:

Gone missing the week of  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~


REWARD FOR RETURN OF MISSING TEDDY BEAR:

Gone missing the week of September 1.  
White Teddy Bear w/ very dirty paws and belly.
Teddy is blind - he has no eyes.
Teddy is only 3" tall.
Teddy has no hair (he wuz Fuzzy Wuzzy - but no more)
Teddy was last seen in vicinity of bedroom - or possibly the back yard.

If you have information or can return Teddy Bear to me there is a reward.

I miss Teddy
Yes I do
I miss Teddy
How about you?

Thanks for your help everyone

Sniffing right now ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Personal Trainer</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/501755</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 4 Sep 2008 12:39:40 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I am a personal fitness trainer for my mom.  Not only do I remind her w ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I am a personal fitness trainer for my mom.  Not only do I remind her when she comes home that we want to go for our WALK, but I also coach her while she is working out.  

I like to lie on the yoga mat when she does that funny looking stuff.  Sometimes if you are good, you can get extra scratches as she passes by with one of her poses.

I also lie on her stomach when she is doing those things she calls "sit ups".  I'll tell you what - they sure look a lot different than the version Scooter does.  She starts off laying down on the floor and then sitting up.  Scooter starts by sitting on the floor and sitting up.  Not sure what version is tougher - they both kind of moan when they do it BOL.

My reward for every sit up is a quick kiss on the face.  Yep - everyone she does she gets one.  I know I'm not supposed to give kisses, but she just looks like she deserves one.  After a whole bunch of them in a row - she usually starts laughing and then gives me a big hug.  

And now I have to go remind mom again that the leashes for our WALK are in the cupbord w/ our SNACKS.  Maybe then she will be inspired to step outside with me and Scooter for a WALK.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Top 10 Reasons to Appreciate Scooter</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/501432</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 3 Sep 2008 14:02:21 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom says I've been a little snarky with my brother lately and need to w ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom says I've been a little snarky with my brother lately and need to write down 10 things I like about him to remind me he is special.  I certainly hope I can get past 1 nice thing BOL.  

Here goes.

1.  He always waits for me to go first.  Out the door, into the car, eating food, getting SNACKS.
2.  He helps me protect the yard from the EVIL NEMESIS SQUIRRELS.
3.  He protects me when we are at the dog park from all the big dogs that want to sniff me.
4.  He always lets me walk in front of him when we are out for our WALK.
5.  He's the perfect shape to rest your head on when you are sleeping.
6.  He keeps me company during the day while mom is at work.
7.  He never confuses our toys and steals my Teddy Bear.
8.  He lets me have the pillow on the bed so I can be Queen of All I survey.
9.  He let's me sit on mom's lap first because I don't need as much attention as he does.

And my favorite reason for knowing how special he is.

10.  He almost always doesn't eat all his SNACK so I get the left overs.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Raining Cats and Dogs</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/499162</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 14:00:12 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Subject: Raining Cats and Dogs

I looked last night.  Even woke mom u ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Subject: Raining Cats and Dogs

I looked last night.  Even woke mom up to have a look.  

Not a cat.

Not a dog.

Only rain - lots of rain.

Why would mom tell me it was raining cats and dogs when it's not really?

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Catching up on Summer</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/496969</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 16:12:29 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

	Well it's been another summer in the Pacific Northwest, and mom has be ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

	Well it's been another summer in the Pacific Northwest, and mom has been very busy with all those outdoor projects.  We've supervised her mowing the grass, working in the yard, sanding the deck, painting the deck and benches, painting doors, and the list goes on and on.  I've had deck paint colored paws, front door blue tail, grass green feet - almost a whole rainbow of colors with all this supervising.

	Mom says her new challenge with home ownership is a leaky front pipe.  There is a big long hole in the front yard where there has been digging.  It stretches from the front of the house almost all the way to the street.  Water keeps burbling up from the ground like our own fresh water fountain in the house.  Nice and cold and refreshing - even the mud taste is good.  I thought about jumping down to check out what was at the very bottom - but mom must have known what I was up to and told me not to.  I guess she wasn't looking forward to having to jump down and help me out.

	I've been doing lots of sniffing in the yard, and finally we are back on our nightly WALK schedule.  It's been a little sporadic since mom came back from abndoning us while she jet setted off to Europe in June.  Between Scooter's butt problems and then not too long ago he ripped his toenail off chasing a squirrel, we haven't been going out every night.  But now that we are starting again and are back in the habit not only is it easier to talk mom into going out, but it's also lots easier to guilt her into going.  All we have to do is give the "look".  Scooter just stares at her looking cute.  I give the whine and ear bobble to vocally remind her of her duties to us little dogs.

	Well I gotta run - mom should be home in a couple hours.  I need to catch a nap so I am ready for the WALK tonight.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I got the Blues...</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/493747</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 12 Aug 2008 22:22:22 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I got the Blues.  Yes, the paint blues.  On my paws.

Mom is painting ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I got the Blues.  Yes, the paint blues.  On my paws.

Mom is painting the doors a new color.  Today I was hanging outside with her and wanted in.  Even though it stunk and was a different color, I wanted in.  So I stuck my paws up like I wanted in, but they stuck.  And got me in trouble for not staying still.  

What can I say mom?  You were dancing around with that brush you told me many times to Stay Away from.  When it came at me, I danced like nobodies business to Stay Away.  All 2 feet of blueness.

After a good laugh together all of a sudden I'm in the sink for a BATH.    Paws only, but that blue stuff took a while to get off.  

Scooter still has his gimp.  Ask me, I think he is nursing it a bit much.  If you can chase a squirrel - you can lift your leg to pee.  If you can jump on the couch - you can jump on the bed.  

So obviously my brother the "actor" is on the road to recovery.  Good thing, because I'm itching to go on a WALK!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The pain in my foot - it's all my brother!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/492652</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 9 Aug 2008 21:57:24 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

My brother is on my &quot;pee spot&quot; list!  I ended up going to the V-E-T whe ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

My brother is on my "pee spot" list!  I ended up going to the V-E-T when nopup should have gone.

It started all like this.

The Masked Bandits approached the door.  Mom, unaware, continued watching the black noise making box.  

After a few barks showing I am alert, mom looks over and wants to know if I want to go OUTSIDE?

Lickity split I am out the door and under the back deck that only cats, Papillons and unfortunately - Raccoons!  The Masked Bandits!

I had the situation totally under control until mom started jumping up and down on the deck yelling at me.  I'm protecting her from a Masked Bandit and she is telling me to "Get in the House!!".  

Then my brother Scooter jumps down there with me and things got a little noisy.  And I'm not talking about us.  That Masked Bandit sure did have a mouth on him - not fit for repeating, that's for sure.  

I came away with a limp and a tough attitude.  

Scooter, of course, headed for the nearest cushy spot - the couch.

I woke up a bit stiff and my back leg hurt a little to walk on.  Mom called the v-e-t and the next thing you know, there we are.  Even after promising me she wouldn't leave me there, she DID!  How could you mom?



When we got home I hobbled outside.  Mom went in to get Scooter and noticed a toenail laying on the floor.  I was immediately swooped up for investigation and cleared (all nails in tact - however pawsuit pending).  

Scooter did not clear the 10 pawnails test.  His LEFT LEG is missing a nail.  And he won't walk on it.  His WHOLE pawnail is M.I.A.  Well, not really since mom did find it.  

But since his LEFT LEG hurts, my LEFT LEG hurts.  

There's good things and bad things about being bestest litter mates and siblings.  A Boo Radley moment is the same for both if one is that low.  And pain from an injury, surgery, or (BOL) enema means both of us are out of sorts for a while.  

I sure hope he heals soon.  I can't stand this gimp I have in sympathy.  And I know mom has taken him out - but I'm not sure if he has peed yet today.  I don't know if my bladder can handle that kind of pressure.  He is a rather watertower mentality distribution.  Well until we go for a WALK - then he's more a weed killer mentality distribution.  BOL.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Scooter's on the road to recovery</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/488983</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 1 Aug 2008 16:19:12 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup - Misty here.

	Well the drama king, my brother Scooter, sure is stretching his illne ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup - Misty here.

	Well the drama king, my brother Scooter, sure is stretching his illness out a bit much.  I say if you can chase the kitty and bark at squirrels you don't need to be coddled any longer.  Can you believe he still has mom convinced that he can only eat out of her hand?  Gosh - after my bladder surgery I was up and at em much faster than he has been.  He's on his second week, and you'd think all the concentration he puts into pooping would make his brain start to smoke.  Now he's very particular about WHERE he goes.  And for some reason he really wants his privacy.  

	Enough about him - more about me.  BOL.

	This has been a busy summer.  First mom leaves us for 2 whole weeks (which in dog years is almost 15 whole weeks) while she went to somewhere called Europe.  She showed me where it was on the globe - but it didn't smell any better than here does, so why go?  We were ok with that because we hung out with our dog walker Louann and got spoiled and got to go to the dog park all the time.  Now our dog walker is on vacation and we're taking care of her kitties for 3 whole weeks (which is like 22 whole weeks in dog years - almost 2 whole years to us - I wonder if she'll look different?).  That's ok with us too - because that means we get to go on a CAR RIDE over to feed and water the kitties.  Plus we get to play with Pebbles kitty.  She's still young and thinks we're a hoot.  Not like the old kitties mom has - boring!

	Well I gotta run, because I hear the GREENIE bag opening up and I can't miss out on that!!

Sniff at ya later ~ Misty ~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Summertime Fun</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 17:51:27 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~ Misty here.

Summertime is so much fun!  We get to go on more WALKS since the weath ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~ Misty here.

Summertime is so much fun!  We get to go on more WALKS since the weather isn't so soggy.   Dog parks, car rides, sunshintime - it's all a good time.

We've been hanging out with mom in the "garden" watching her weed.  Something weird about letting some plants grow just so you can't walk on them or pee next to them.  Then the ones we can walk on and sniff for outside activities - moom goes and yanks them all out of the ground.  What's a girl to do?  

Then when it is too hot outside, we go hang out with mom while she does the summer household chores.  It sure looks busy enough to wear a pup out.  Eventually Scoots and I just give up and head to the bedroom for some zzzz's.  After all, we are used to a certain amount of stretching out and snoozing.  Scooter much more than I am.

Speaking of my brother Scooter.  He's been a little under the weather this weekend.  Mom's going to take him the the V-E-T tomorrow.  He's just really not his usual Scooter self.  He doesn't even CARE about scratches.  Anypup that knows Scooter, knows he's ALL about scratches.  

Meanwhile mom bought this new sprinkler for the backyard.  It's the copper spinny kind and it shoots out a fine mist.  If you stand just downwind in just the right spot - oh yea.  Spread your ears and cool out for a bit.  

We watched a the very smallest, yet oddly noisy, bird take a bath on the Hydrangea bush.  Mom said it was  a hummingbird.  I think it was a dive bombing maniac!.  It kept buzzing the mist and circling back for more.  Eventually it landed on the bush just at the tip of the mist from the new sprinkler.  Then it drank lots of water that collected on the leaves and dunked it's body into the rain sprinkler for a good bath.  

Mom's got the BBQ going and that smell just makes my tummy rumbly.  The best bones to chew on come off of the BBQ.  

So far this is a good Summetime Fun Weekend.  Hope all you other pups are having fun too!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Summer Walking is Here!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/477418</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 3 Jul 2008 00:01:26 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

My paws have been WALKING!  How good is that!!

Tonight we watched it ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

My paws have been WALKING!  How good is that!!

Tonight we watched it rain what mom called "Katz &  Dawgz".  But I looked and didn't see anything but that water spitting on us from the sky.  But very glad no "Katz & Dawgz" fell from the sky.  

Sounded messss-sssss-yyy.

We sniffed around the neighborhood after Mother Nature calmed down a bit.  But we did get a great "light show" the whole way.  

My hair is a little on end...  I am so puffy from the energy in the air.  This makes it very difficult to Kiss the Kitty.  Mostly since we Zap each other.  

Shocking!

Think I am puffy from the air energy - you should see my brother Scooter BOL!  

He's a chestnut colored puffer fish.  BOL!!!  

Now that makes me want to pounce on him.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Heat Index.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/477010</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 1 Jul 2008 23:41:33 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Sniff my back leg and call it Smokin!!

That is how hot it is around  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Sniff my back leg and call it Smokin!!

That is how hot it is around Seattle lately.  Mom said it was in the high 90's whatever that means.  All I know is my ears were drooping!!  Low, Low, Low.  And no breeze to flutter by to help cool those radar dishes off either.  

We get the extra ice cubes that "fall" on the floor when mom drinks her ice tea.  Hold the Lemon!

That stuff called "Thunder & Lightening" showed up last night.  I guess it didn't know that we have something called "4th of July" around here.  Mom says she lives in THE last city that has not banned such activities, hence we get a lot of "practice" sessions pre and post birthday for America.  

"Thunder & Lightening" are back again tonight.  But no interest from me or Scooter since we've been listening to bangs and looking at bright flashes since Saturday.  

Mom says this is a lesson in our topic of Heat Index, but I'm kind of tired and want to see if Scooter left any SNACK on the bed he forgot about.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>She missed us and she knows it...clap your paws.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/474397</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 22:46:43 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey Everypup ~Misty here~

Mom came home with a &quot;cold&quot; and something even worse she called &quot;jet-la ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey Everypup ~Misty here~

Mom came home with a "cold" and something even worse she called "jet-lag".  All I know is I was really happy to see her, but we sure were up at odd hours.  Scooter seemed happier since at the end it was lots of sleeping.  He's Very good at that task. 

We slept alot, but really not much more than normal.  Well, for dogs.  

Plus Mom has been "restless" at about something she calls "bird : thirty" so we get a quick rounder through the neighborhood.  

Mom compared us to the English Terriers (all that she saw).   Commented on how well behaved "They" were compared to "Us" on a walk...  

So, we queried...  "Mom, how were all the 'other' dogs"?

Mom said, "Well if you want to be bothersome about it."

Which we did of course.  

Mom said, "They were all as well behaved.  No matter what breed."

Mom hrrumpphdd.  *Yes, she did*.  

Mom said, "It'd do you well to take some manners.  It would."  Then sighed and said, "But I'd miss the spunk that is in Both You Two!!".

Told you she missed us..

Clap your Paws!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>On the Down and Low...</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/467695</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 5 Jun 2008 22:12:44 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Last night we watched the luggage being dug out from the closet.

So  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Last night we watched the luggage being dug out from the closet.

So we got a bath tonight. 

So we've been "told" a "vacation" is upcoming.  
*Duh mom - I've seen this happen before*

So mom is off to somewhere called "Europe" for 2 weeks.  

Mom says I have a really special duty since I excel at this thing.  I get to take care of someone!  Someone who is recovering from surgery.  I'm so good with this pleasure.  I know when to bark for attention and when to make sure someone needs help.  

I am a care giver.  I may be tough on the outside - but I do make sure my house is healthy.  

I'll miss mom, but I have the responsibility of my brother Scooter and to take care of a human recovering.  

Plus I will be the spoiled one for once.  BOL.  

Mom says I'll sniff at ya on the first day of Spring!!

~Misty~

Snort~mom doesn't know me and Scoots hid some dog hair all over her new packed clothes. BOL!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Where is my true Scooter - and what pod did you crawl out of?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/466204</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 1 Jun 2008 21:43:19 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Wowzers!  Talk about a Grumpy dog.  Scooter is just SNARLY.  Testy, tes ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Wowzers!  Talk about a Grumpy dog.  Scooter is just SNARLY.  Testy, testy, testy.  Won't even tolorate a good eye snot scrubbing.  

We got into a big ol dog fight last night.  Actually 2.  I lost neither one by the way.  

Scooter for some reason was all paws up and ready to Tumble.  Teeth were bared and snarls issued, body slams and Papillon boxing ensued.  Growls and serious threats bandied about.  

Until...

Mom reached down and pulled us 3" apart.  

She laughed.  Laughed.  And let us go.

It's on brother o' mine.  Dog snarl, dog growl, dog attack, dog fight.

Until...

Mom reached down and pulled as good foot apart from each other.  

A lecture about manners, sharing, friendship, personal space, and moms' personal sanity ~ after that it got fuzzy.  (Well IndyKitty walked by)

Still - Scooter is still Grumpy and I would be careful when you approach him.  Especially if he has been sleeping.  (I think it might have to do with all the excercise he has been given lately BOL).

I hope he gets over this "mood" soon.  I do miss my Scooter.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Singing Machine.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/465527</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 30 May 2008 23:01:12 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

BARK!!

There is a noise coming from across the fence.  Not the mean  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

BARK!!

There is a noise coming from across the fence.  Not the mean dog fence - the other fence.  

Lately there has been "campfire" like smell wafting over the trees.  

Tonight, campfire smell and an odd warbling is happening.  They have a weird machine that has normal music.  Somehow the neighbor dogs humans are messing it all up.  They keep barking into this stick and noise comes out and BARK!!

I tried to join the singing and ran out and bark, bark, barked.  A Barrr~BArrrr~Arrrr~~~rrr always helps with the chorus don't you think?  

Mom did not.  Hmm.

So now we have to sit in the house and listen to the desecration of good music and not have our BARK.

The Singing Machine next door is making me spunky.  Every time I hear a horrible sound, I have to tell mom it is such.  I have big ears - I hear lots!!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Let the Sun shine.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/463672</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 25 May 2008 22:07:22 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This has shaped up to be a banner weekend so far.  It has been 3 whole  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This has shaped up to be a banner weekend so far.  It has been 3 whole days long and mom says we still have 1 to go.  Can you believe it?  

Friday started with mom not even getting up to go to work.  How perfect is that?  We lazed around bed for a long time.  Then mom was up and left the house for a while.  She had some new "do".  I sniffed as hard as I could and didn't smell any "doo".  Huh.

Next thing you know our friend Booger was here.  Well he's okay in small doses.  Scooter likes him  a lot more than I do, but everyone knows how Scooter is around Big dogs.  

Saturday in the morning we pretty much made sure Booger and the mean dog across the fence didn't spend too much time barking and trying to knock those 2 loose boards out.  They wouldn't be loose, but the mean dog keeps trying to break through.  Then mom took Booger home.

When she got back, she broke out the gardening gloves.  The sun was out and the weather was warm.  I'm not too sure why mom likes to scrounge around in the dirt, but every time she does we have to be careful where we walk.  Yesterday - a poop palace.  Today - garden.  Magic I tell you, evil or good is to be decided.  

I can only take watching that activity for so long.  The bed is way more comfy, and that sun gets a little hot to me.  I played alert guard dog from the bed.  I'm closer to the window so I hear lots more.  Or so mom tells me.  

Every once in a while Scooter or I would go out and see if mom was ready to give us a SNACK.  Alas, never when I checked.  I sniffed Scooter when he came back and didn't smell Greenie breath.  Pretty sure he struck out too.

Mom stayed out there all afternoon and it was way past dinner time when she finally came in.  Then rather than feed us, she jumped in the shower.  Finally - food.  

We crashed on the couch after that and had a good snooze.  How's that sound for shaping up to be a good weekend?  Well except for the gardening bit.

Sniff at  ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Booger.  Booger.  Booger.  Sniff that 3 times.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/463039</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 24 May 2008 00:24:35 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

                    Booger is here.  

I do like Booger.  He is a nic ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

                    Booger is here.  

I do like Booger.  He is a nice dawg.

Booger is at my house.

Iâ€™ve only been over to Boogerâ€™s house.  Heâ€™s never been to mine.

	Scooter loves Booger.

Scooter wants to be BIG.  Booger is a BIG dawg.

Booger is at my house.

Heâ€™s slurping all the water.  Heâ€™s snuffled on our blankets.  

	Mom says it builds character.

Booger is at my house.

Itâ€™s not as bad as it seems.  Iâ€™m a very brave girl and tough to the extreme.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Chase the Kitty</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/462606</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 22 May 2008 16:02:52 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Last night was chase the kitty night.  I know Scooter and I aren't supp ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Last night was chase the kitty night.  I know Scooter and I aren't supposed to, but some pups need to have a little fun once in a while.  It started out w/ Lucy Kitty and chasing her in the back yard.  She had been up on top of the shed roof and when she jumped down she kind of scared us a bit.  So we chased her.  She ran to the top of the hill and we chased after her.  Scooter was barking - cuz that's what Scooter does.  She ran back down the hill and we were hot on her tail.  She made it inside and up on the kitty condo where she was safe.  Mom says we are lucky we got her on the run - otherwise she'd have stood her ground and taken a swipe at us.  Having been on the swiped side more than once, we were awful lucky.

After that game was over we both saw Indy Kitty.  Everyone knows how much I love to give out kisses.  I love to kiss the Indy Kitty.  She's rather not fond of it, but puts up with it for the first couple slurps.  But not last night.  She saw us coming and took off running.  So we chased her until mom told us to "cut it out".  

Looking forward to another night of Chase the Kitty.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Somepups on a D-I-E-T and I know who it is.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/461970</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 20 May 2008 16:14:03 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom told me a secret.  She says I'm not supposed to tell Scooter.  I'll ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom told me a secret.  She says I'm not supposed to tell Scooter.  I'll do my best, but this secret is so good I don't know if I can keep it in.

Well after Scooters visit to the V-E-T for his bum clean out BOL, the vet told mom that Scooter is F-A-T and has to go on a D-I-E-T.  Now that makes me BOL!!  

I've been telling him for years he is too lazy for his own good.  He lazes in bed on the weekends until past noon.  He goes outside to pee, but doesn't usually stroll around the yard and stretch his legs.  He'd rather be sitting on the couch getting scratches than sniffing in the yard.

The good news is the weather has started to turn in Seattle - so we are back to our normal summer WALKS!  The bad news is that mom doesn't leave so much food in the food dish any more.  Scooter eats almost all of it and I have to tell mom I can see the bottom of the dog dish (PANIC).  More bad news is that we eat my prescription dog food and it is very high in calories.  As we can see from the spread of Scooters butt.  

He's supposed to lose 1.5 pounds - which is like 10% of his body weight.  I could use 10% less of Scooter - that's for sure BOL.  So mom made some sort of deal with Scooter - said she'd lose 10% of her body weight if he did the same.  She says she'll push herself away from the salty food if he'll push himself away from the dog dish.  HA - like that will ever happen (sorry mom, you like your salty stuff too much).  So every time she hears a crunch, crunch, crunch of food for more than a couple minutes she tells Scooter to stop eating.

I'll do my best not to mention the D-I-E-T, but I just know I'm gonna call him F-A-T really soon and then the cat will be out of the bag.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>BBQ Time.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/461365</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 19 May 2008 00:33:53 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

It has been just crazy weather here.  First off 3 dog days ago it was r ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

It has been just crazy weather here.  First off 3 dog days ago it was rain, rain, ran, rain - and in case you didn't get the message.  It has been raining here.  Seattle ~ can you believe it?   

At the start of the "work week" it was 'rumoured' to be in hgh 85 paw degrees.  Mom was a non believer.  As she always is at the beginning of the Spring weather 'promises'.  

Let me tell you ~ except fo the "torture" of Scooter' ( 1 and let me SPELL this OUT!!. 1 and   again ONE glance was given to the P aw.  Total WUSS!!!  I had at least 2 done before he wussed).

I did a lot of panting.  I got's long hair.  
*pant*pant*pant*pant*
ETC. (fancy french word for 'etcetera') which is probably spelled wrong and will annoy many and amuse few.  

Go inside - look around - go outside and repeat above step.

*pant*pant*pant*pant** flip over and repeat

Must find cool grass.  
+note to self.  Just cuz fresh mowed..not ok to lie on.  Makes belly and feet "green with envy" = Bath!   :(

Bath?  2 days in a row??  Does this mean I am part human?  eee-dawgz!!

Sniff at ya later - though much cleaner
~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>We've all been busy / Cats are Weird / Scooter's &quot;cleansing&quot;</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/458427</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 10 May 2008 16:49:22 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Wow, we've been busy.  If we're not outside chasing the EVIL NEMISIS SQ ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Wow, we've been busy.  If we're not outside chasing the EVIL NEMISIS SQUIRRELS out of our yard, we're supervising mom working in the garden, chasing kitties, barking at noises, going for walks, so much stuff.  

Today mom got something called "catnip".  I sure as heck don't see what the big deal is, but she bought a bunch of them.  Indy Kitty sure was interested in what was going on.  She kept rubbing up against mom, which throws me into a tizzy.  Only Scooter and I can be that close to mom.  Meowing like the world was ending or something.  Then mom tried to give Indy something, but after all that rubbing - there is nothing going in that cats mouth that I haven't had first dibs on.  I rushed the situation and grabbed the offering.  

BLUCH!

What is that cat thinking?  Such a fuss over a leaf?  A stinky leaf!

I sat there and watched that cat make a fool over herself.  Mom gave her some more.  She rolled around on it like it was a fish or something.  Goose poop, compost heap - something worth rolling in.  Not a stupid leaf.  Cats are odd.

We also went to the vet today.  This time not for me.  Ladies - I'll tell you.  ScooterPie was "constipated".  Normally he takes his sweet time about it (obviously genetic), but this was getting ridiculous.  Even I felt sorry for him.  Try as he might and check as often as he did - nothing.

He hasn't told me the whole story since he still is a little ashamed.  Mom filled me in on a little.  I'll tell you what.  Mom was smart to leave me in the car.  If I'd have heard him squeal like a stuck Scooter, fur would have flown.  

Guess he isn't clogged up anymore.  He was expressed.  Mom said he expressed himself quite clearly and the whole vet office heard.  BOL.  She's also glad the old lady in the front with her little dog in the outfit was gone.  She may not have recovered from that "cute" dog going through what he did.  

Now that mom has told me a little of what happened, I'm sorry I wouldn't let him sit on the front seat with me.  Mom set me straight right away the first time I got snarly, so technically I did share the seat.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

Oh yea - appawrantly he peed on the vet tech holding him down.  I hear it was a lot since he hadn't really been outside yet in a "serious" way.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Whooped at the end of the day.</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 4 May 2008 22:57:08 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Rain, rain, rain yesterday.  Nothing fun at all.  

Today!!  Sunshine ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Rain, rain, rain yesterday.  Nothing fun at all.  

Today!!  Sunshine.  How fun is that?  

Mom scratched around in the ground and I'm not sure how that is better or worse than when I do it.  I do know that I get yelled at for doing it. 

I barked at every darn thing.  Mom said she was at the end of her "patience".   Well so am I at all the EVIL NEMESIS SQUIRRELS and the infiltrating birds as well.  

Bath at the end of the busy day working in the yard.  Bluch!!

But we got to go on a last minute evening WALK and that makes up for so much.

Too Whooped after all the great sniffs!!  Will have to talk more later.

Sniff at ya later ~ Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>What's a &quot;Passport&quot;?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/454988</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 30 Apr 2008 23:25:35 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Something weird is going on here.  Mom did a frantic look and found som ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Something weird is going on here.  Mom did a frantic look and found something called a "passport".  I figure from all the traffic information we listen to in the mornings, that this is some kind of special "pass" to "port" you out of all the traffic?  I have no clue since I mostly walk everywhere I need to go.  Otherwise I am "pass"-"ported" via car ride to the next walking spot.  BOL!

Too much excitement went into "passport" discovery.  Some 'Who-tel' and 'Partment' were booked.  Does anypup out there know what mom is being so weird about?  

Please advise.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>To the Dog Park - And Beyond!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/453455</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 26 Apr 2008 22:34:06 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Wow we started early today.  First we got up cuz we knew we were suppos ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Wow we started early today.  First we got up cuz we knew we were supposed to go to the dog park and help our favorite dog walker.  Then after an hour delay the call finally came through.  So we headed out.  We knew the dog walk thing was going to happen because mom started folding sandwich bags (poop carriers) and out came the LEASHES.

That car ride took furr-EVER!  And everyone knows I hate car rides!

We were at the dog park and could smell it.  Plus Scooter was tizzing at all the dogs he was seeing.  Mom was taking her podunk time about parking and then all of a sudden we left.  But it took a really long time to leave.  We probably could have walked ourselves and met her at the entrance BOL.  

Some kind of plant sale - more on that later.

So we left and went to another dog park.  And golly - our bestest dog walker Louann was there.  So were Sadie and Creole who we walk with all the time.  Sadly Sparky is still recovering from back surgery - but he's getting better every day.  

We met Roscoe the pug puppy and just the friendliest little guy.  A little black and white puppy that didn't stop running long enough to get to know - but so funny.  A Doberman that flopped down to drink water - how ladylike.  A Newfie - watch out for the slobber.  And there seemed to be a run on Huskies.  Grey, Silver, Red.  Blue eyes, Brown eyes, both colors.  There were 6 and not all from the same human family.

Then -- things called "garage sales".  The stuff smells OLD and yucky.  Plus kids kept trying to pet me and I just am not into that.  I've been sniffed by big dogs for the last hour and now prodded by the small ones.   They sure love my ears.  Pet them. Don't stretch them out to see how long they go.  I'll show you if you, just say my name nice.  

Then -- things called "plant sales".  These are ok-ish.  Out of the car to sniff on clean smells.  But we have to stand around while mom is doing I don't know what.  Scooter got even on the last stop.  He peed on a plant.  And mom bought it because he lifted his leg on it.  She says she's not sure what to do w/ feverfew - but if she had her choice BOL.  Pretty sure that is why we didn't go to anymore of those.  

Then -- something called the "hardware store".  YAWN - O - RAMA!!!  Anything good to sniff (manure) we can't.  Anything good to eat (birdseed on the floor) we can't.  Then all the people walking by w/ noisy carts and stuff.  Not fun when you are this small.  I almost got smushed by a flat cart until the guy pushing it noticed me.  Close call.  Mostly we just stood around staring at the floor - mom was looking at stuff way above what we care about.  

Then - a "rummage sale".  I am at my wits end!  Take me home mom!

Finally - home and my own yard.  Peremiter sniff and then to the bench to lay in the shade.  Eyes drift shut and I can dream of chasing SQUIRRELS!!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Penalty!!</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 24 Apr 2008 23:04:24 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom has been sidelined.  She is on the dis-mom'd roster!  

Mom has f ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom has been sidelined.  She is on the dis-mom'd roster!  

Mom has for 2.  Let me say that again.  TWO.  2.  2... Nights in a row.

Walked in the door.  Let us out.  Spent like NO time with us.  AND left.  

Yes.  LEFT.  Without us.  

And after no excuses such as "grocery shopping" or "errand running" or "SNACK  SHOPPING", we have officially placed mom on the dis-mom's roster.  

Mom has 1 Penalty against her.  Which makes up for so much barking!  

Still no reason for leaving us after the brief visit.  

We're told that tomorrow is an adventure.  That is almost like a WALK!!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I pee at night with my Mom</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/452608</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 24 Apr 2008 13:16:30 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I get up every night to got potty with my mom.  Even when she doesn't t ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I get up every night to got potty with my mom.  Even when she doesn't think she needs to go - I wake her up to remind her.  

What I don't understand - why she doesnâ€™t come outside with me.  Doesn't she want to sniff and pick her spot instead of going all the time in the same place?  Cats do that you know, go in the same box.  Mom's shouldn't.  

Sometimes I have to get mom up to remind her that my SNACK or my TeddyBear are outside getting refreshed.  Then I run out there and grab them to bring back to bed.  Then I either crunch on my SNACK or Squeeeeek, Squeeeek my TeddyBear.  Usually until mom says "ENOUGH Misty!!".  Then w/ 1 last slurp or squeak I settle down between the pillows (butt facing mom in case intruders come through the door - then I can protect her) and go to sleep.

This morning Scooter joined us at the 5:30 wake up call.  How weird is that?  Scooter would laze in bed until mom came home from that work place if he had his choice.  I'm sure he'll sleep all day long since his beauty rest was interrupted by the call of nature.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Mom Sits on the Edge.</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 21:59:27 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom always sits on the front end of the chair.  We hang in the back and ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom always sits on the front end of the chair.  We hang in the back and critique.  

But she leaves room for us.  (psst - this is Scooter - Misty is TOTALLY laying in the bed pretending she is here)

Mom tells me she is an edge sitter.  She tells us that when she comes home and says, "I've been edge sitting all DAY long!!  Why sit now?"  

We all do a little talking then.

We did go on a short WALK tonight.  But the weather got snarky and eveypups & mom's hair swirled with rain.  

Scooter...for Misty (who is SO crashed on the bed ~ shhh ~ don't wake the BRAT!!)

Sniff at ya later.  ~Scooter~

BOL. since she is asleep

Snore at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A Stroll Around The Block.</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 20 Apr 2008 23:25:39 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Gosh.  The weather sure messed up the neighborhood.  We didn't get but  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Gosh.  The weather sure messed up the neighborhood.  We didn't get but around the corner tonight on our WALK and we saw 3 disa-tree-phees.  

Most were the really old plum trees that had flowers and then too much snow and then the wind just snapped them.  

Mom says she is soooo happy she had hers removed earlier this year.  Otherwise we'd have been out there with the manic look in our eyes as well.  

3 of our neighbours on just our little 8 house street were out today chainsawing.  Around the corner much worse.  A whole tree was blocking most of the road.  Since we were WALKING we could go around.  

Further up the neighborhood everyone was cleaning up the trees that had fallen, or split, or had broken apart.  

There was icy rain tonight so mom says the garage may turn into a greenhouse.  I say if mom wants to paint the garage green and call it a house - well who is to stop her?

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Uh-Oh.  Someone got Pitch on the new &quot;Fur&quot;niture.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/451321</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 20 Apr 2008 16:56:34 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

There is a sticky spot of pitch on the new &quot;fur&quot;niture mom just bought. ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

There is a sticky spot of pitch on the new "fur"niture mom just bought.  

What, oh what?  Takes pitch off of suede?

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Wacky Winter Weather in Spring.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/451214</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 20 Apr 2008 11:22:16 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everpup ~Misty here.

Wowzers was it a weird weekend.  Alaska sent us some really cold weather ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everpup ~Misty here.

Wowzers was it a weird weekend.  Alaska sent us some really cold weather and it sure covered most of the winter weather you can muster - all in 2 and a half days.  Here's what we had.

Day 1
Ice Rain
Snow
Hail
Wind
Light powdery snow.
Big fat flakes.

Day 2
Little wet snow
Icy rain
Hail
Snow
Rain
Heavy Rain
Thunder
Lightening
Snow
Sunshine
Wind
Sleeting sideways rain being pushed by the wind in sheets.
Normal rain.

Day 3 - today
Cold wind
Grey fast moving clouds
Rain.

There is still snow on the ground - even after all that rain.  

Sniff at  ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Almost 80 degrees today!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/448403</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 12 Apr 2008 22:12:43 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup.  Misty here.

Sometimes you just have to sit outside and sniff the breeze, soak up t ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup.  Misty here.

Sometimes you just have to sit outside and sniff the breeze, soak up the sun, and appreciate where you live.  The beauty of the yard coming to life, the new birds stopping by, the sunshine on your fur.  Life is good.

Today was wonderful!!  Sunshine and heat.  Finally.  We can't believe that 12 days ago - we had SNOW!!  Brrrr, for this time of the year.  

Mom spent the WHOLE!!! day in the yard today.  After the tree clearing, there are whole new spaces that she can weed and destroy BOL.  And she weeded - and we did our best to destroy.  

Scooter and I are doing our best to remember the "Summer Dog Manners", but it is pawful hard.  So many things - EVIL NEMISIS SQUIRRELS, squealing children, lawn mowers, barking dogs, motorcycles, BLUEJAYS & CROWS, oh, so many things.  We're doing our best mom - but so many things are unresistable.  

Not so happy about the bath.  But since you mowed the lawn before and I flopped my white body down and rubbed - hee hee hee.  How do you like chartreuse on a Papillon mom?

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I Was Tagged.  And It's Not Even Pappillon Season BOL.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/447220</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 9 Apr 2008 21:27:31 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>It&acirc;€™s SPRING TAG, and you&acirc;€™re it! Answer the questions below in your diary.

Name Four Jobs You  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Itâ€™s SPRING TAG, and youâ€™re it! Answer the questions below in your diary.

Name Four Jobs You Have:
1.  Queen of all I survey - but is that a job?
2.  Alert Dog - I hear all noises.
3.  Brat - mom says this has slipped in ranking since I have become Queen of All I Survey.
4.  Reminding Mom that SNACK time is ALL the TIME...talk about a full time job!!

Name Four Places You Have Lived:
1.  Where I was born.
2.  Where Mom picked me up.
3.  Where we live now.
4.  Occassionally if mom is out of town - at our best dog walkers house.

Name Four Places You Have Been
1.  San Juan Islands
2.  Oregon Coast
3.  Montana
4.  All the Hell over our Neighborhood.  Just ask us.

Name Four Places You Would Rather Be:
1.  On a WALK!!
2.  On a Lap.
3.  Out on the deck sniffing new smells.  
4.  Out making sure the yard is protected.  

Then name & tag four other dogsters that you would like to see answer these same questions.

I'm tagging these pups:
Cordelia B http://www.dogster.com/dogs/539827
Dudley http://www.dogster.com/dogs/107949
Larry the Dude http://www.dogster.com/dogs/461481
Georgie http://www.dogster.com/dogs/388821

Thanks for playing!
~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>It Was Normal and Then it Changed.</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 9 Apr 2008 20:57:54 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom's been talking about this new &quot;furr&quot;niture that is going to give he ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom's been talking about this new "furr"niture that is going to give her "options" on where she spends her time.  And if you know my mom - you know she likes her "options".  There's plenty of us "furr" types here.

After being tossed into "our" bedroom (after all - Scooter and I are in there for more hours.....of ANY day....hence "our").

Left there and forgotten....forgotten...For...Gotten....

While they moved the new "furr"niture in.  It sounded horrible - guy talk, power screwdrivers, cardboard wrenching, more power noises, you name it.  

Finally mom "remembered" we were "back there".  Ha Ha mom - not funny.  We just figured what was going on out there didn't involve us at all.  Especially since we had been on our WALK so we might have been up for resting.  Not to mention the new addition to the house in "furr"niture....

Let me tell you - "furr"niture - is not anything to be scared of.  In fact we spent the next hour or so running around testing our tootsies on most every surface.    Cats be dammned.  Zoomies to test bounce ability.  Smooshes into the comfy corners.  

New "furr"niture passes the 16 paws up test (2 dawgs + 2 kats).

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>It's a Barky Kind of Day.</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 6 Apr 2008 21:30:44 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom asked me why I was so full of piss and vinegar today.  What a weird ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom asked me why I was so full of piss and vinegar today.  What a weird question.  I've been going outside all morning long to do my duty so I'm not full.  And as for the vinegar part - have you smelled that stuff?  Who bothers with that grossness?

You see, I've been practicing my alert guard dog voice.  Any noise I hear I bark at.  Scooter then joins in.  I'll tell you - there was  alot of activity in the neighborhood today to warn mom about.  Just in case mom was losing her hearing - we'd bark all the way up until she was in our face telling us "No bark".  Well you never know about your humans hearing, they don't even care when the doorbell rings on the tv.  Weird.

Mom suggested stuffing our ears full of cotton and tieing our ears down to muffle the sound.  Even worse - reaching down our throats and ripping out our bark box.  Scooter wanted me to suggest mom drink a glass of wine and chill out a bit.  One look at mom's face and I thought better of voicing any sort of suggestion at all.  

So now we are trying to be on our best behaviour.  I'm not sure it is really working since Scooter took my bone and I had to tell mom about it from across the whole house.  Now neither Scooter nor I have a bone.  I'd best just go to bed and look forward to the next day.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A Dog Bone Hangover</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 2 Apr 2008 15:30:52 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here.

Well I did it again.  I ate my dog bone and Scooters and got a dog bone ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here.

Well I did it again.  I ate my dog bone and Scooters and got a dog bone hangover.  Mom says I need to watch what I eat since my tummy is so small I can't go packing it full of fast food (Greenies = low nutritional value).  But mom, Greenies are SO very tasty!

It started in the dark morning hours.  My tummy started rumbling.  My tummy started moving around.  I had to go outside and eat some grass.  I felt so bad that my ears were drooping and my tail was dragging on the ground behind me.  I feel awful. I look awful.  It's awful to be in this position.

I had to get up 3 more times before the sun came up.  I have the best mom, because every time I needed to go out mom would get up with me and let me out.  Since there was a lot of grass grazing to settle my tummy I would be out there for a while each time.  Mom was waiting at the door for me every time I wanted back in.  Thank you mom.

Mom said she was a little worried to leave me in the house while she went to work, but it couldnâ€™t be avoided.  Too cold still outside to hang all day, and besides I'd bark too much out there.  

Mom got home from work and I was still a droop eared and tail dragging dog.  Mom said she felt really sorry for me, but it had to work itself out.  She wasn't too happy I barfed on the bed 3 times, but said she understood.  She remembers her mom having to clean a bed up once when mom had thrown up on her own bed.  Moms do the best things.  So I drank lots of water and took more trips outside.

Around bed time I was feeling much better.  Enough to ask for a SNACK.  Mom told me to forget about it considering the troubles I had all day long.  I don't really think that is fair since I am feeling better.  Do you?

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>There are Some Very Confused Bulbs in our Yard.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/443189</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 30 Mar 2008 18:02:00 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here.

One would think the end of March is certainly too late for it to snow i ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here.

One would think the end of March is certainly too late for it to snow in Seattle.  We learned a lesson this weekend - that's for sure.  It sure can snow in Seattle at the end of March!

Mom says Friday it snowed all day long in downtown Seattle - but nothing stuck.  Just to be safe she headed out while it was still early enough.  She said she was calling us for weather updates, but we never answered.  Silly mom - you have the only phone BOL.

Mom says it snowed all the way home for her and she was glad it was only sticking to the yards and not the streets.  Still we had a good inch when she got home.  It was gross snow - all wet and oozy - like a really soggy snowcone.  

So it snowed off and on most of the night.  Mom said she was ok w/ it since it was the beginning of the weekend.  Still she fretted over her bulbs that are up and thinking of stretching their toes in the spring weather.  I'm not sure, but I think I saw a lot of them suck in half their height trying to pull a turtle.  

Yesterday morning - more snow.  Lucky all the other stuff had melted away except 1 little patch on the deck.  Nothing really stuck - but still snow?  Later - more snow.

This morning more snow.  Mom says this had better not be Mother Nature's way of pulling a good April Fools Joke on us.  We'd appreciate if it was kept to the 1 day allowed for the Fools - and not the week leading up to it.  

Snow predicted for tonight.  This is madness I tell you.  I'll keep you posted, but next - 

Mom Does TAXES...

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I Have No Control Over My Stomach - or Instincts.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/442187</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 27 Mar 2008 23:34:19 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have no control over my stomach.  I like SNACKS.  I like them alot.   ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have no control over my stomach.  I like SNACKS.  I like them alot.  I'm pretty sure I dream about them.  I also can't help it if my brother leaves his SNACK out for 2 days in a row.  

Then I eat it.

Plus his other 2. 

Pretty much in 1 day.  Well plus a little - are we talking dog days?

My stomach cannot keep up with a 2+ SNACK day.  I was awful low in the ears.  I couldn't even work up the "p" to make it a " pawful" low ear day.  I dragged tail I felt so bad.  

I barfed.  I tried barfing out the other side - but I was plugged.  So I drank water.  Moaned.  Drank more.  Spent time outside communing with nature.

More water and my ears start to rise.  I think I feel better.  Lots better.  

Is there a reason I'm not allowed a SNACK?  

Just wondering.  Because my ears are all recovered.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Ok - Maybe I am a Bird Dog After all.  But Lucy Kitty is who I am Blaming This on.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/440975</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 24 Mar 2008 20:00:21 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Yipes - mom suprised us by coming home early.  Remember what that was l ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Yipes - mom suprised us by coming home early.  Remember what that was like when you were teenagers - furless ones?  It happened.  Today. 

Somehow - and NO "body" knows..

A bird.  In the house.  Done killed and Iron Chef'd out for your cooking pleasure.  Sorry for the MOF (Mess of Feathers).

Mom say the first of our appetizers - Winglets.  You know it is fresh if it is decorated with feathers.  Mom was shocked when I served this up after her hard dawg day at work.  If she'd have given us more time - like not coming home early - we'd have worked up the whole menu.  

Next mom was a little bird like herself.  Keeping with the theme of things - I like how she rolls w/the wind stream - she would pop her head around the corner of each room.  Darn I wish she would have hop-hop-hopped to make it more bird like.  

Yep -she found the prep kitchen.  After a silly little yuck and scoop our bounty was gone.  Mom says she's not sure if she's miffed that it happened in "her" (read OUR) room or at all.  Also not sure if she needs to thank the pup lords that it was not on the 1 carpeted room, on the bed, or so many other yucky things she talked about this evening.  *No wonder Lucy has bad breath*

So, I may be a Bird Dog after all.  They sure were interesting this afternoon.  BOL.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

We all know Lucy kitty is behind this.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>When the Sheets Get Cleaned, the Dog Gets Bathed.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/440221</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 22 Mar 2008 21:48:33 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

We knew it was coming.  
We'd been sniffed and told we smelled like &quot;d ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

We knew it was coming.  
We'd been sniffed and told we smelled like "dog".  

??  

Are we not "dog"?
We watched as the unamused mom walked around picking up as she claims "amounts to at least half a Papillon" and with Spring weather....well she grumbles and complains; like when we bark and whine.  No big deal.

Sure enough - down goes the towel and out comes that bottle of mom thinks it smells good stuff.  All it means to me is getting wet, and getting more wet.  I did my best dog and roll.  Scooter gave me up by not taking one for the "Misty".  I'll give him lip for that later.  

Mom walked up,and I gave it my best to run. It did not work.

Bath given.  Watched brother get same torture.  At least mom did not take pictures of me in Punk Rock Mode!!  

*Note*Benefit of being first - no pupparazzi shots.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

Clean Bed to sleep on.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>PNW Convergence Zone.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/439505</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 22:41:10 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey eveypup ~Misty here~

Here to tell you what living at the very tail end on the highest hilltop ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey eveypup ~Misty here~

Here to tell you what living at the very tail end on the highest hilltop of the PNW Convergence Zone is like.  

Convergence Zone means that all the wind from the Puget Sound from the south by Olympia (our state capitol and 150+ miles south) and all the wind from the north of Puget Sound up by (Vancouver Island, BC). Funnels down the glacier thats  dug passages through the Sound.  All this opposite wind tunnel effect meets eventually.  All nasty weather then appears on our doorstep from this Zone.

It's odd that it happens at the most inappropriate times.  Like 6:00 pm when we'd love to be out stretching our legs and WALKING.  Mom says it has something to do with....well I don't know.  Who really cares if the answer is not what Iwant to hear.

It was weird this weekend.  The first day was really nice in the 60's and we were laying in the grass watching mom mow the lawn.  We had a bath and were pretty proud of rolling in the fresh grass so we turned a little green around the edges.  Mom says we were 3 days late w/ our rolling in the grass for some Saint's holiday.  

The next day it rained so hard we thought we were going to have a pond in the back yard again.  That is no fun to go walking in to find a decent place to squat.  That's for sure.

So all in all - the Pacific Northwest Convergence Zone is sure messing up our beginning of Spring.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Why I'm NOT a Bird Dog.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/439468</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 20:11:04 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I was sitting outside on the freshly rained on lawn watching the birds  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I was sitting outside on the freshly rained on lawn watching the birds hop around on the ground.  Hop.  Hop.  Hop.  They do odd things like pull stringy things out of the ground and fly off.  They fly around on the trees.  They hang out on the poles mom puts stuff into.  Interesting, but just part of nature.  Like the "garden".

Mom looked at me and said "Misty, how come you're not a bird dog?.  Why do Squirrels get your gander up, but not birds hopping around right in front of you?".  (Mom ~ I get your pun w/ the bird dog and getting my gander up. Not BOL by the way).

Mom almost had me and for sure would have had my brother Scooter (the dog of thick skull - not stubborn - no room for brains).  

Then I thought.  I knew the answer!

Mom - donâ€™t you know that we are sometimes called Continental Spaniels.  But other times we are called - you guessed it - Squirrel Spaniels.  Because our tail flips up over our back.  So that's why we aren't "bird dogs" but Squirrel Dogs".  Pretty quick thinking wasn't it.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A Curious Thing About Birds.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/439073</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 19 Mar 2008 19:30:55 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey Everypup ~Misty here~

I noticed something really odd the other morning while looking out the  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey Everypup ~Misty here~

I noticed something really odd the other morning while looking out the backdoor.  I went out and sniffed all along where those silly things were hopping around and couldn't sniff out what was so exciting.

Those red breasted birds hop all over the ground.  Cock their heads like they hear something.  Bend over and grab some long thing, and pull.  The long thing snaps up, and it's pretty much gone after that.  

I know anything going in a mouth is worth exploring.  So I must sniff out this delectible morsel so horded by the red breasted birds.  I've been sniffing the ground for DAYS now and still have no clue what is so interesting out there.  I sit and cock my head, but nothing.  I even resorted finally, to an ear cock, hard ground sniff and a roll in something.  Mom was peeved until she saw it was a hunk of Scooter fluff.  

So I'm not sure what those silly red breasted birds are looking for.  I'm going to keep up my hunting skills to see if I can find out what all the excitement is all about.  Cuz you know what - those silly things make an awful lot of noise going about this gathering!

Sniff at ya later, I gotta wake up early mom tells me.  Something about a worm and early birds.  I'm hoping this leads to profound discovery I can can then share.  

~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Happy Human Birthday to our Pal Patrick!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/438378</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 17 Mar 2008 21:10:14 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I want to take a moment and just say Happy Birthday to our friend Patri ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I want to take a moment and just say Happy Birthday to our friend Patrick.  He is 12 human years old today.  As puppies we've only known him for about 2 of our 3 years, but we have so many fond memories of him.  Mom says she's known him since he was knee high to a grasshopper, but then looks at us and says - about 8 yrs.

He knows how to pick us up by giving the proper "UP" command and then reaching for us.  He knows how to scratch us the right way and how to let us give him "HUGS".  He tolerates us hanging at his house when our mom leaves out of town and we think nobody loves us.  He knows that you scratch Scoots on his belly, don't put up w/ his errrr's, and that since our "first" encounter, approach me, Misty, slowly.  

He and his dog Booger, along with the kitty Pebbles are some of our best four legged friends.  Well not Patrick - he only has 2 legs, but often pretends he has 4 BOL.  **Or weirdly as experienced recently - none.  He's composting and growing a worm farm to use to fish with later.  Hope he doesn't decide next year to decide to fly.  BOL.** 

So from us to you Patrick.

Happy Human Birthday to you!!

From the furry ones.

~Misty~
~Scooter~
*Indy Kitty*
*Lucy Kitty*

and the furless one..

L]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Advice on Hiding Stuff from your Brother.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/436868</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 13 Mar 2008 21:58:27 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Don't tell Scooter - well it's probably ok to tell him.  He's a dog of  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Don't tell Scooter - well it's probably ok to tell him.  He's a dog of very thick skull.  Not meaning stubborn - just less room for brains.  BOL.

Here's how you hide a VIS =  "Very Important SNACK".  

First defend your VIS all night long.  Remind Scooter that to look at it means DEATH - each and every time he "glances" that way.  (Nice verbal parry Scoots).  

Walk  past Scooter and drop VIS within temptation and pretend you are not looking.  You fool - I am always looking!  Grab VIS and taunt brother for not only being thick skulled - but Slow as well.  BOL.

Chew VIS and then decide just to look at from a distance of - oh say a Papillon length.  Temptation again - repeat above.  Repeat, repeat, repeat, repe - hey Scooter where are you going?

Look at mom - need to go outside.  Take VIS outside for fresh air and visit around the yard.  

Chase kitty - decide not such a good idea.  Sniff breezy cold air.  

Snatch VIS and run to house.  

Drop on deck.  

Refuse to pick up.  It needs outdoor air "aging".  

Mom ~ I'll talk to you at 4:30 am (still haven't figured out the time thing so it's an hour later than normal)..

AND now  ~ I remember where I left my VIS and I need it now.  

Back to bed and to taunt Scooter again.  But at that time in the morning - he just goes back to sleep.

And that is how you treat a VIS and make it last longer.  It's the overnight fresh air.  BOL.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Pacific Northwest Convergence Zone = rain at our house in the evening.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/436193</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 11 Mar 2008 22:21:15 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Grrrr - and another Grrrr!!  This week mom has wanted to continue the S ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Grrrr - and another Grrrr!!  This week mom has wanted to continue the Spring dog walk mission - but as soon as she gets to our "neck of the woods" it is raining.  And since we don't have the "need" to stroll the neighborhood cuz we are spoiled and have a yard, well there was no "need".  

Doggie it was raining hard up here today.  And when you are in the PNW and you say it was raining hard - it was raining in small drops but not hardly space in between them.  The wind kicked up and it went skidding across the deck.  

But since we are in the PNW - it only lasted for about 20 minutes and then went back to just "showers".  Mom has been teaching us all about the different ways of describing the weather up where we live as we've grown up.  No matter how she describes it - if it kicks up mud off our feet - there is no WALKING!

We'll see what tomorrow brings for us.  Scooter's getting way more lazy and mom is tired of doing crunches w/ me in her face.  (Hey kiss the kitty - kiss the mom, so much fun!!).

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dog Diary Napped.  Scooter took my dog entry while I wasn't looking.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/435795</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 10 Mar 2008 20:40:23 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Scooter took my diary entry while I was outside going &quot;hurry up&quot;.  

 ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Scooter took my diary entry while I was outside going "hurry up".  

I say that is unsibling like and he should have to get off moms lap.  

Or.  I will have to come up w/ an even better dog diary.  I'll have to put some thought into this.  The night is still young, and so am I.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>And mom said &quot;Let there be light&quot;.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/434929</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 8 Mar 2008 14:34:03 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

What a day today.  I slept in way past normal, not even wanting to get  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

What a day today.  I slept in way past normal, not even wanting to get up and go out.  Must have been the dog walk yesterday.  Mom says we are filthy.  She sniffed Scooter last night and told him he smelled like dog.  Better than smelling like horse, or cow, or chicken, or cat!

Then Sasha dog, Scooter's heartthrob, came over with her human.  Scooter about flipped he was so happy - I thought he'd drop to a knee and propose.  I am so embarassed how he acts that I can't even look at him.  

Well we did a lot of standing around watching while something was trying to start.  

There was cord yanking, button pushing, head scratching, more cord yanking and then a noise.  But it stopped.  This repeated itself for a very long time.  I got kind of bored so I headed back inside.  

Then there was a really big noise for a very long time.  I went outside, and our friend we visit when we are out walking was there.  I was about ready to go say hi - but CRACK - our tree fell apart.  I'll tell you it startled me enough to run back inside.  Then I remembered mom was out there so I went back out to check it out.  

That tree just kept falling apart and stuff was flying all over the place.   The noisy machine was carving away at the tree.  Then it started on the other one.  Whoa - how many are going to just fall apart?  

Then I had to go to the vet, but that's another story with a happy ending.

When we got back the noise was gone and so were the 2 old messy plum trees.   Mom says it's like she has a whole new house it changed the entrance so well.  Then she rolled up her sleeves and started helping to stack wood and clean up branches.  

She circled the cul-de-sac knocking on doors and asking to borrow the yard waste bins until Tuesday when they pick it up.  The chatty Cathy and her son came over cuz they are nosy.  Not sure why she calls her chatty Cathy since I'm pretty sure her name is Peg or Peggy or something like that.  Her excuse was she had to dump some stuff in the yard waste bin - but we've never seen the thing ever be used.  

Then mom said she dumped stuff in there you are not supposed to dump - like plastic.  But mom didn't say anything cuz she needed to borrow the bin.  We didn't think those 2 would ever leave, and I was really tired of the little boy telling me not to use his yard as a poop palace.  Like I would.  Have you seen your yard little boy?  It's not worth my poop BOL.

Well they stuffed 4 bins full, and there is still stuff in the front yard.  Mom thinks all the neighbors were hiding in their houses so she wouldn't swoop down on them like a vulture and ask them for their unused bins BOL.

She keeps walking by the windows and just staring out saying "there is so much light now".

So when mom says "Let there be Light", she means business!

And now I'm all tuckered out and am headed for a nap on the comfy bed.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>When Your Brother Hogs The Food Bowl, What Else Can You Do?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/434664</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 7 Mar 2008 20:26:37 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Anyone else have somepup that walks up to the food when you are just th ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Anyone else have somepup that walks up to the food when you are just thinking....I...might...want...some...hey, darn it Scooter!!

Scooter does not share when he goes into 7:30 eat mode.  He porks and shows me every crunch, crunch, crack, snork, and repeat.  I get pissed cuz he's such a SLOB!  He grabs mouthfulls and half falls out everytime.  But what does he do?  Looks RIGHT at me when he drops the morsels of goodness.  Right on the floor behind his but* BOL.  However his Prince"ness" will not share - and his boxy but* had better think about it soon!

I know he just does it get me into a tizzy.  I sense it in the bark, crunch, & drop a kibblit to tease attitude.  

So to you Scooter ~ I really don't feel sorry for pouncing on you at 8:00 a.m. when you are still denying morning is here!!  Do you know how many times I've already been out?  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I do my best to keep his &quot;Princeness&quot; from doing it every morning.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/434292</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 6 Mar 2008 20:05:19 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

My brother Scooter just cannot help himself sometimes.  Ok - yes, I hav ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

My brother Scooter just cannot help himself sometimes.  Ok - yes, I have my moments as well, but they are well chosen moments.  BOL.

Mom tells us to be good and goes to the garage where the car is.  Out she goes and since there is a nifty doggie door we can just pop out - whenever we feel like it.  And since garage doors have automatic sensors - we can do magic and make it go the back up.  All by running out the garage door (do you think mom knows our secret?).  

Mostly I'm happy w/ staying in the house (cuz Scoots freaks and runs to the garage leaving his SNACK behind - yumm).  Until he does the whuff thing.  Then I'm interested.  

We do the double dog look out the doggie door.  Mom says she wishes she could actually get a good picture of 1 ear and 1 eye from each dog out of either side of doggie door flap.  No matter how many times I remind him - nope out Scoots goes.  Perfect timing to run out and look interested in the (empty) neighborhood.  So I must follow.

Mom parks the car - turns it off and makes sure we are back in the house before she leaves.  We don't even get extra love anymore for getting back in the house like we are supposed to.  Instead it's just like normal - only we get yelled at for being out front.  I keep telling Scooter it's just not worth it.  And you can be sure to know I give him an earful after mom drives away.

This is how we send mom off to work.  Kind of unique isn't it?

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Email communications with Hong Kong.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/433744</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 5 Mar 2008 14:08:30 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

BOL - do you all want to hear something really funny?  You know how we  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

BOL - do you all want to hear something really funny?  You know how we always start our our entries w/ "Hey everypup" and then our names.  Well mom works w/ a sourcing agent in Hong Kong and has to send daily pawmails I mean emails.  She always starts out her emails to Hong Kong w/ "Hi everyone".

Well last night she must have been thinking about us because her Hong Kong email started out Hi everpup BOL.  Now that is funny!

Boy was she embarassed this morning when she read her email back from Hong Kong and somebody wanted to know what "everypup" meant.  BOL!

I just thought that was funny enough to share immediately rather than waiting until tonight.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~
Or as she signs off to Hong Kong - Best regards!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>7:30 at night is too late for a bath!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/433374</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 4 Mar 2008 16:18:46 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~ Misty here~

A horrible thing occurred last night.  Mom came home and we did the us ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~ Misty here~

A horrible thing occurred last night.  Mom came home and we did the usual stuff like go outside, chase & kiss the kitty, feed the kitties, eat SNACK - the usual stuff.  And then out of the blue while I'm sitting on mom's lap she sniffs me and tells me I smell like dog.  Well Duh - I are one BOL.  Next thing I know she's getting all the stuff out for the BATH.  For cripes sake lady - it's 7:30 at night!  We'll never have time to dry out before bed, are you really sure you want to be doing this?

She did I guess because next thing I know I'm in the sink and the faucet is spitting all over me.  Mom claims she went extra fast and didn't use much soap so it was more of a rinse off.  But in my book - if I'm wet to my skin - that means a BATH.  Then after Scooters bath - mom cranked up the heat and plopped our butts down next to the warm air coming out and then double whammied us w/ the air action.  She had her hair dryer out and pointed it at us to speed up the drying process.  All in all it only took about half an hour.

Since we'd already had our SNACKS when mom came home we didn't get any for being extra good in the sink.  Grrrr.  But mom let us jump up and sit on her lap while she was watching TV.  She gave us extra love since we smelled so good.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Scooter Loses Control.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/432645</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 2 Mar 2008 22:13:50 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

After mom was all happy about the fixed MP3 player we went on a special ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

After mom was all happy about the fixed MP3 player we went on a special walk.  Might have had to do with that latte she walked in with as well BOL.  

She packed us up like we were going for something special.  She even dusted off retractable ones that have been in the garage for a while.  After today, she remembers why.  There was a reason we might have been named "Twist" & "Shout ".

We got in the car and went to this trail that goes all the way from below Microsoft, over to it's neighbor city that has lots of wineries and Redhook beer, and then around the slough to the same lake it left way over on the other side.  Then it goes over to Seattle.  Even goes along the University of Washington.  It's a long path - too long for our little legs.  

But you know what?  It does go right along where our best dog walker takes us during the week.  That's why we know so much about it.

We get to the trail close to our house and do our cute stroll through the mass of small humans.  We even startled one that turned around, but Scooter smiled and wagged his tail and we kept walking to avoid trauma.  

Of course Scooter does as Scooter does best.  He poops as soon as we are not in sight of a garbage can, but every person possible goes by while he poses in squat position.  Typical guy - mom can get the bag out and he's still looking around and asking for something to read.  Does this have anything to do w/ newspaper training when he was young?

So mom picks up his pebble size poop and does the lock and load on the baggie.  On we go.

We decide the path less traveled is the best for us.  But that path is very busy too.  Not only are there people walking, people running, people on bikes, 2 people on 1 bike (mating?), 2 people 2 bikes but 1 has a cart w/ a little people, people on bikes that were short like we are and laying back.  Fast people, slow people, all people.  

Not many dogs...  We were so nervous from all the zoomie bike traffic from the front and back, and sometimes we didn't even hear them until they were next to us.  

And then we saw it.  A dog.  It looked a lot like us.  A lot like us.  And it's mom - looked over at us like we looked a lot like it.  

Then Scooter LOST IT!!  And I mean bonkers out of his skull LOST IT!!  Which made me loose it as well.  So here we are, 2 barky Papillons that mom has to browbeat into hushing up while all those bikes are going by.  Never did get to meet the dog that looked like us because every time we caught a glimpse, Scooter would LOOSE IT!!  And we'd have to walk the other way.

And to this, brother of mine, I have to ask.  How can you walk past strutting roosters, laying ducks and not give a crap while I am spazzing, but not be civil enough to sniff the other dog?  Your manners need adjusting mister!

We ran into 2 other dogs on the way back from the meltdown.  Each time mom had to get down and remind Scooter that he could be tossed under the next bicycle at whim.  

I think by the last dog he was doing better.  And I'm not sure why this day was so hard for him since he never spazzes at the dog park.  

Sniff at ya later  ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Mom's Plug in the Ear Machine for WALKS isn't Broken!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/432616</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 2 Mar 2008 20:24:11 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

We were up very early today.  Mom had that black stuff she puts cream i ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

We were up very early today.  Mom had that black stuff she puts cream into and did some of the fresh warm clothes folding.  I like the coffee stuff, but mom says I'm too much as it is, but maybe when I'm older.  I just had a birthday 2 weeks ago - how much older do you have to get for the good parts in life?  "Oh Misty." says mom.

Mom left after spending some time surfing and looking at some prices on something that broke last night.  It's the magic machine she plugs into her ears when we go for WALKS!  Said it just up and froze on her.  Thinking she had to have it replaced she spent some time researching prices.  Do you know how many SNACKS you can buy for that little magic machine?  I'd explode with glee at the mountain it would present.  

So after more coffee and more research she headed off to the store she bought it at.  She says she got there right as the doors were swooshing open - but I have it on authority people were already leaving with purchases.  Hmmmm.

She did the shark circle around her little magic machine look a likes and her brand wasn't there anymore.  Mom says a helper came over that wasn't even as old as I am at 3 dog years BOL.  She told him it was frozen - wouldn't even turn off, and that if it was true and the microphone was on the whole time - the very beginning will have some rated R language.  He looked at it and gave her the "sorry, can't help ya" look.  Mom asked if they sold them and he said not anymore.  Then before mom could ask why - this other guy came over.  Mom showed him what happend, and he said he knew just the trick.

First he pushed this button and then that button.  Nope.  Another combination of tries.  Nope.  Then he said - "This is why I love these Zen's!" and he turned it over.  There is an reboot on the bottom you can access when you accidently have vodka fingers and lock yourself out of the MP3.  

Mom said she loved them and headed home.  And since she was so happy she didn't have to shell out so many dog bones on a new magic machine - she took us for a WALK.  

But that is another story - because Scooter TOTALLY LOST IT on the dog walk!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Do you ever have just one of those &quot;barky&quot; days?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/432264</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 1 Mar 2008 21:32:28 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom says I'm lucky the title doesn't read &quot;She'll Live to Bark Another  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom says I'm lucky the title doesn't read "She'll Live to Bark Another Day, By the Grace of Dog!".

Do you ever have just one of those days where everything you hear, feel, smell, touch, experience just sets you off into the barks?

I've had one of those days today and I've used up all my cuteness smooches. 

It started rough w/ the washing machine thing squeaking just a tid.  Hello - new machines should not squeee should they?  Just trying to remind mom that they should not make that noise.  Yes - I got my brother involved - and yes, we had no idea which way the noise was coming from.  

In doubt - do the 4 point bark.  Repeat.  (Works really well if me and Scoots are on opposite sides.  It's like a Lippizaner event [WhinneyOutLoud]).

Then the Girl Scouts - we don't see them often - at the door.  But mom said to hush up since they were doing it the good old fashioned way like she used to have to do.  And off they went - we now have Trefoils.  That's worth barking for isn't it?

Top that off with neighbor-boy who is going to lose his hearing and harm the rest of us as well with the BOH-HHHOOOM-HHHOOOMMMM and all the rest that racket.  All in a car you can hear approach from the bottom of the hill.  Barking was in the air.

Birds visited us and a rude blue one landed on our windowbox which kind of pissed me off.  Dang thing pecked at my window.  So I had to bark you know.

The mean dog across the fence was tied up to his tree again today.  But he is tied to a limb that hangs over to my yard - so he moves and the branch jiggles.  Another reason to bark.

So now it is dark and mom says she is ready for bed.  Doesn't sound like a bad plan to me.  

Until I can find another reason to bark.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Bird Invasion.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/432063</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 1 Mar 2008 12:42:03 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I am in so much trouble today.  I really can't help it if I bark so muc ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I am in so much trouble today.  I really can't help it if I bark so much.  There really is a lot of activity today around the house.

I'm already in trouble for "inciting a barkathon" this morning.  But the washer was squeaking and it's not a noise I hear too often.  It's usually best to bark the warning of imminent danger, just in case.  In fact I don't hear this noise so little that I was barking out the back door.  A full 180 degrees in the wrong direction.  My barking started Scooter barking.  And we all know how much each of us likes the last word - so we wind down slow.

After we calm from that festivity, something called Girl Scouts came to the door.  Well everypup knows to bark if the doorbell rings.  Mom told us not to bark at the innocent and to behave.  We tried, but some little wuffs kept spilling out.

Then a while later after lunch, the weirdest thing happened.  Me and Scoots are laying on the bed thinking about sleeping just a little bit more, when all of a sudden we were invaded!  There were birds everywhere in the front yard outside our window.  We could see them because they were in the trees.  One curious one that was a pretty shade of blue hopped up on the window box and was looking in on us.  

Well that certainly deserves a bark alert.  So Scooter and I barked to tell that blue bird it was being rude.  Mom came in and laughed and said go away Jay.  Does mom know this rude bird?  Why does she know the blue birds name is Jay?  Is that why that bird came up to the window?

There were so many birds in the trees and yard.  Mom watched the birds with us and they were very busy.  Flitting around, chirping, pulling up worms, hopping on the ground, just doing bird stuff.

Then to my ears - I hear someone knock on the door.  Scooter heard it too because we both took off running to the front room.  Mom started telling us no bark, no bark, but really mom the front door.  Someone is at the front door.  

Weird - when mom opens the front door - nobody there.  Door closes.  

There - did you hear that mom - knock, knock, knocking at the front door?  Bark, bark, bark.  Door opens - nobody there.  Is this a trick?

Mom takes us back to the bedroom so we can see out the window.  There sure are a lot of birds.  Big birds, blue birds, birds w/ red bellies, small birds, fast birds, fat birds, and mysterious knock on the door and fly away birds.  

We hear the knock again and bark.  Mom explains there is nobody at the door, just a woodpecker.  And then she shows us the noise making bird.  Huh?   That silly bird is pounding his head into the tree and that is what is making the noise.  There is stuff flying out all over everytime his head hits the tree.  Doesn't that bird get a headache doing that?  Wow - there is more than one silly headbanging on the tree birds - there are 3.

Then for no reason at all - they just all fly off.

Well off to see what other things I can find to bark at for the rest of the day.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A Poem for mom</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/431809</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 29 Feb 2008 19:47:10 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty (and Scooter) here~

Since we missed our WALK tonight. Especially after gettin ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty (and Scooter) here~

Since we missed our WALK tonight. Especially after getting into the swing of things this last week of sunshine in Seattle. We miss the WALK.  

So Scoots and I got together and 'posed this ditty to mom.

Here goes:

Up and down hills, so much fun.
In and out of yards, we love to run.

Going for a serious WALK.
Not time to stop, and sniff, or gawk.

Scooter lifts his leg to pee.
He aims so high on every tree.

We see a dog and want to play.
Mom says let's go, we cannot stay.

There's a squirrel, we have to bark.
He scampers up the tree, to where it is dark.

A car approaches, we will be carefull.
Otherwise SPLAT, and we're not full of bull.

Around the corner, up the big hill.
Scooter drags tail, he's such a pill.

It's so nice to be in the fresh air.
We walk next to each other, quite the pair.

Back to the house and in we go.
Lap up some water, flop down to lay low.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty&Scooter~

PS. Mom - we love you!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>How to Annoy Me</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/431780</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 29 Feb 2008 18:26:17 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

How to Annoy Me - By Misty

1.   Ignore me when I am trying to play w ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

How to Annoy Me - By Misty

1.   Ignore me when I am trying to play with you - Scooter.
2.   Tell me I have had enough SNACKS and there will be no more tonight.
3.   Don't tell me you are letting Scooter lick the wet cat food stuff.  
4.   Push me out of the way with your FOOT when you want to pick up the blanket.  How RUDE!
5.   Tell me that there will be no WALK tonight because it is raining outside. 
6.   Cook bacon and not give us any drippings.  Do you realize we smell stuff better than you do?  And if it smells good to you....it smells amazing to us!
7.   Pick up all my toys after I just dug them all out.
8.   Don't let me play kiss the kitty all night long.
9.   Tell me to hush up when I am trying to get your attention.  The water dish WAS empty!
10. Yell at me for barking at the neighbor dog through the fence.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Do not EVER - Sniff the Kitty that does not live at your house.  Warning!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/431489</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 28 Feb 2008 23:56:16 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

In all my excitment tonight with our blinky light walk - I did not know ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

In all my excitment tonight with our blinky light walk - I did not know that Kitty in the middle of our road was not Indy Kitty.  

It was dark (cat and setting).  It did not move when I ran up in my normal fashion.

It did not move after I sniffed it.

It did however move when I kissed it...  

Not only do I not appreciate the SMACK in the nose, but the SWAT at my ear was uncalled for.  

And to HISS and GRRRROWWWLLL.  ????

You'd better run your fluffy hinney out of the road and back to your home.  

I am Misty of the Cul-de-Sac.  BOL.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Busy Week</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/431481</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 28 Feb 2008 23:29:20 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Been busy around here.  Smells being eliminated.  Mom sick for 2 whole+ ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Been busy around here.  Smells being eliminated.  Mom sick for 2 whole+ days.  Spring clean up.  Longer mom "workdays".

To fill you in.  Sniff test in the house after under the house pipes fixed - better every day.  Pretty gone by now according to mom, but I really had no issues with it to begin with BOL.  Mom says to tell you we are a-okay.  Her words, not mine.  We're splenderific.

Then mom got yucky...

I may be a Brat.  I may be a Whiner.  

But I am the best darn get you better dog in the world.  I snuggle. I make sure you are not too hot.  I make sure you wake up when you need to.  I go with you to the bathroom and make sure you can go back to bed.  

I am Misty Nightingale, and I take care of my mom.  And she is recovering.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

PS did you get that pun mom - sniff....at...ya...later...  And..do you need a tissue now?]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Spring. Sproing. Spring. Sproing. Spring. Sproing. Spring. Sprooooooiiiiiinnnnnnnngggg</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/430730</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 26 Feb 2008 22:37:22 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Not to rain on our future parade - cuz it is the PNW after all, but Spr ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Not to rain on our future parade - cuz it is the PNW after all, but Spring is here.  These puppy paws are ready for warm grass and rolls in the dirt.  

Sniffing is so great right now.  All the warm breezes from the lake floating up the hillside to us.  I can smell you warm water breeze.  

Sniffing on the ground has discovered the EVIL NEMISIS SQUIRRELS have been hiding stuff in our yard.  As in mine and Scooter's yard!  As in you have intruded on our mom's yard.  How dare you!  Be gone you furry vermin - be gone.  

Sniffing in the front yard still holds mystery and usually gets us in trouble.  I'll have to fill you in as I get the sniffs down pat.

Sniff Spring with ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Misty Nurse Nightingale.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/430715</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 26 Feb 2008 21:17:08 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Sorry for the lag in life.  Mom has been &quot;under the weather&quot;.  Even tho ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Sorry for the lag in life.  Mom has been "under the weather".  Even though the weather has been great from my dog outlook.  From the sniff of things, Mom wasn't up to snuff.  

I'm really good at knowing when furless ones need special love.  I know when they are not feeling good and I snuggle up and make them feel the Misty love and make sure when they wake up there is attention for them.  

So when my mom goes into yuckism I know to snuggle and keep her warm.  No wiggles, no barks, no arguements with the brother.  I just make sure mom is loved and heeled - ummm healed.  Sorry mom - human language BOL.

Moms all fixed up from my love.  We strolled around the block and Lucy kitty was with us.  Spring is so much fun - grow Spring grow!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Spring Training - there ain't no cryin in baseball.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/429480</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 23 Feb 2008 23:39:00 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Even after all that excitement today - mom still had the energy to take ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Even after all that excitement today - mom still had the energy to take us out for a WALK.  When the weather isn't "cloud spit" like and the road isn't splash happy we get to go for walks most of the time. The other rules are if it is dark - we have to wait for going home from work traffic to die down, there can be no frozen finger syndrome (I got fur in my paws so no problem), walk toward the sunset you stay warmer, careful when mom tells you and hold still when cars go by, and others too boring to mention.

We took a new road - but we are always doing that. Mom calls it research for yard ideas, new house paint schemes, well lots of stuff.  She says we're McPapillons - noisy at crime - we'll yap at you.

The road wasn't high, wasn't low, just new.

Let me tell you - I am a frisky pup and can walk w/ the best of you.  But Scooter he's not a long hauler (more like a TANKER if you look at him BOL - what mom you were sniffing at the heater vent again - the smell is GONE).  

Scoots did as good as Scoots does at the beginning of Spring Training.  We cruise and cruise.  Mom scoops pooplets and watches invisible pee and walks us and walks us and walks us.  Or are we walking her?  No she's walking us cuz we are always being hurried along.  

Scoots started dragging at the killer hill.  There's the wuss out option or the right turn to killer hill.  It's only killer hill cuz we've already been up and down and up and down and up and down so many other killer hills.  You can just tell he needs a rest.  No longer up front - he hangs behind.  It's a long slow walk up killer hill.  

We make it and head toward home.  The funny thing is we round the corner from killer hill and the hill home is bigger - but me and Scoots don't seem to have such a tail draggin issue over that.  I mean - Scooter doesn't have such an issue.  I'm always snazzin along up front.

He'll be fine in a couple walks.  He always bounces back.  I'll bet he sleeps in until the middle of the week after today!  BOL

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Grumble - I should change my title to Queen of all I survey - until ScooterPie ruins it!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/429431</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 23 Feb 2008 20:22:25 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everpup ~Misty here~

Can you believe it?  Scooter did it again.  Dog Diary of the Day mention ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everpup ~Misty here~

Can you believe it?  Scooter did it again.  Dog Diary of the Day mention.  And for what?  Same thing I was talking about.  I can't believe he can send cute-waves over the internet.  Cuz he has everyone fooled.  Mom should bottle it and sell it.

Mom didn't even know until the next day so he didn't even get to bask in the glory of the official day of recognition.  Which makes it worse, because she proclaimed tomorrow official ScooterDay.  Huh?  Mom says since he's the Prince(ss) BOL he can have a royal day of recognition for a repeat preformance.  

Doesn't matter anyways cuz mom took us on a walk and Scooter was dragging paw by the end of it and is so asleep a party would be wasted on him.  

Fill you in on all the "spoilage" tomorrow (note to mom - are you sure it was the leaky pipe underneath and not Scooter?).  Weather's shaping up to be another dog lay in the sunshine day!  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Outside manners sure do rust up over the winter season.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/429390</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 23 Feb 2008 18:27:27 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I've got to tell you.  Between me and mom &quot;discussing&quot; things outside y ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I've got to tell you.  Between me and mom "discussing" things outside yesterday and today - we sure don't see nose to nose.  

I'm making her aware of every leaf rustle, dog bark, car alarms being set, neighbors coming home, big trucks driving by, creaks in the wood floors, birds flying by, children screaming, fighting, arguing and all the other sounds that could mean imminent danger to my mom.  
She calls it REALLY #$&!!** ANNOYING!!!  and some more !!!'s   for emphasis.  
I call it protective.  
Tomato - Tomahto - Envelope - Ohnvelope - Either - Ither - Neither - Nihther - let's just call the whole thing off.  One more mom - Scooter - Scabhead - well they sound the same to me...

You could say there was a little, umm, breakdown in communication yesterday.  You see Scooter and I were on our wo-o-o-orst behaviour with mom in the front yard yesterday.  Not expecting so much "traffic" on our dead end road we were out hanging with her wandering off, sniffing, ignoring human speak, and to have lots of fun - we changed our names.  So when mom said "Misty" or "Scooter" - we didn't have to answer - not our names BOL!  Pretty fun huh - does any other pup do that?

Well someone came home and both of us went into defend mode.  No amount of yelling and scolding got us to ignore our goal.  Mom was very upset she had to go 3 houses down and defend the man trying to put his golf clubs into his SUV.  Well not defend - he was laughing at us and a red faced mom.  

The rest of the afternoon was spent w/ a lot of Get in the House, Get in the Yard, Stop it, No Bark, Get in the House, Get in the Yard, Get in the House Right Now.  NOW - Get in the House.  And thus it continued.

Finally so exhausted from the "getting in the house", "getting in the yard" and checking out all the stuff still going on in the backyard which is self contained making it harder to SEE the noisey stuff therefore discussion must be made.  Plus that run on sentence kind of wore me out BOL.  We drifted off to a wary snooze in the entry way.

Mom says she's getting out the WD-40 for our rusty manners.  Sounds kind of tasty to me.  Exotic and mysterious.  What could it stand for?

Working Dog-4Obvious reasons
Winner Dog-40 times over
Wonderful Dog-4Outside
Weiner Dog-4Only youuuuuuuu
Wide Dog-4Observing

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A foul smell in the house - and it's not ME!  Part IV</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/429348</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 23 Feb 2008 17:04:31 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Not that Scooter or I think it stinks in here or anything, but mom sure ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Not that Scooter or I think it stinks in here or anything, but mom sure has been doing a lot of sniffing and butt checking.  I thought we had her convinced the other day that it wasn't us, but she must have that forgetting things desease cuz she keeps sniffing and checking.

That bid dog Sasha that my brother has such a crush on came over and brought her human.  He crawled under the house - GROSS!!  Came back out and said - 2 leaks.  Can you imagine?  Wanted to know why mom never used that bathroom tub and she told him she couldn't stand cleaning tile.  Can you believe - 4 years and never once a shower in there.  I mean 4 years is longer than I am old.  Come to think about it - I could probably go the rest of my life w/o another "shower" with the water spitting all over me.  No wonder mom smells so good BOL.  

Anywhoo - the drips are fixed and stuff is airing out.  Hopefully the visit from Sasha's human will stop the rear end inspections.  It is rather embarassing.  

All in all - mom says we'll get kibbles for next month since fixed it all for so CHEAP, she feels guilty.  But I saw her throw away all the magnets on the fridge that come w/ those huge phonebooks BOL.  

Sniff at ya later (no pun intended) ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A foul smell in the house - and it's not ME!  Part II</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/428630</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 21 Feb 2008 19:17:56 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Like my brother put so well Whooooooo Doggie is there a weird smell in  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Like my brother put so well Whooooooo Doggie is there a weird smell in this house.  It all started last night.  Or so mom states.  

Mom came home and a weird smell was in the air - but after the housecheck, we (all the critters) were in the clear.  Nothing to take note of.

To borrow a human phrase - "blah, blah, blah".  So the evening passes.  

Wake up mom - it's time for me to go out.  3:30 in the morning is the Perfect time to sniff the grass and make sure my SNACK gets refreashed w/ good ouside smells.  

So done with that and I come in and mom is all sniffing and sniffing and sniffing.  I thought she was some sort of scent hound or something all of a sudden.  Thinking it looked kind of fun - I sniffed.  Nothing - not a thing.  

Mom is all what is that odor?  Then she yanks my tail up and gives me the rear check.  Ha ha mom - yesterday is here and gone - I'm not messy anymore.  I did have a bit of a problem w/ overindulgence on mine and Scooters Bday bones.  But that has all passed - yesterday in an artful way BOL.

So passing the white butt test - we are off to bed.

But - I forgot I left SNACK outside.  Mom - wake up.  Mom - wake up.  YES!!  Out we go.  

Not 1 paw out the bedroom door mom is all what the???  Out I got for SNACK rummage outside.  

Mom must have spent a lot of time sniffing the house - because I had to remind her to let me in.  Usually at 4:30 a.m. - no issues there.

She lets me in and does the white butt test on me again.  Geez mom - is this like pop quiz time or something?  Passed yet again.  Flashlight on - mom is searching all corners, all animal butts, all shoes, all everything.  Still stink, sniff, stink, sniff, stink, sniff.  

BOL - I was on the bed when she pulled the covers off Scooter.  He was so far down at the foot of the bed trying to sleep his head was hanging off one end.  Before the poor guy knew what was going on his tail was lifted and he was given the sniff test.  Oh the disappointment when he passed.  So mom gave him his peace and quiet back and covered him back up.  

There is still a funky smell in the house according to mom and she has 3 whole days to figure it out.  But we've narrowed it down to the room that is never used and have closed it off.  Plus she has back up sniffers (human) scheduled to check it out.

Mom must be really picky or something - me and Scoots - we don't smell anything worth sniffing so much.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Birthday Dogbone Hangover</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/428321</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 20 Feb 2008 22:08:21 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Yesterday was me and Scooter's birthday. Mom came home and gave us thes ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Yesterday was me and Scooter's birthday. Mom came home and gave us these really cool chew sticks.  We loved them.  Well I loved 1 & 3/4 of the 2 she brought home.  What can I say?  Scooter has a tendency to forget the best parts of his SNACKS.  

Last night - rumbly tummy
This morning - not pretty on the backside
This evening - stinky airbombs

I wonder if I have learned a lesson?  I certainly didn't ask for any SNACKS tonight.  In fact - I felt so bluch in the tummy I didn't even want a Greenie.

Mom says I overindulged and had to pay the piper.  Whoever he is - I'm ready to pay.   Mom said something about take two aspirin and call her in the morning.  That and drink water.  

Sniff at ya later  ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>It's our Birthdays - and we'll party if we want to!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/427696</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 19 Feb 2008 13:20:32 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

It's our birthdays today.  Me and Scooter are 3 whole years old today.  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

It's our birthdays today.  Me and Scooter are 3 whole years old today.  We can hardly believe it ourselves.  

We are so grateful for our mommie and her loving us so much and so well.  We know there are other doggies out there that aren't so lucky.  So today we also dedicate our birthday Day to all those other dogs out there that aren't so lucky.  

So to all you other dogs - Sniff proudly & raise that tail high!!  Happy un-Birthday Day to you!!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

PS - We are making sure to get extra rest today - cuz we know that mom will bring all kinds of fun stuff home to spoil us on our special day!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dust Puppies in the corner</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/426958</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 17 Feb 2008 21:36:35 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Things to look out for since &quot;Spring Cleaning&quot; is around the corner... ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Things to look out for since "Spring Cleaning" is around the corner...

1.  The Broom / the swept up stuff / the dustpan
2.  The Vacuum / the cord / the noise
3.  The Mop / the clean spots (a.k.a. the wet parts)
4.  The Cleaning Supplies / buckets - stink / squirty things - avoid /wet rags - horrid smells /scrubby brushes - hairy & scary!!

This is what I "re"-learned today.  Guess where I found it better to hang out - yep, the bed.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>VaRooooooooooooommmmmmmmmmmmmm...NASCAR season!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/426945</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 17 Feb 2008 21:03:24 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Want to know a secret?  

Mom loves NASCAR.  

Want to know another ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Want to know a secret?  

Mom loves NASCAR.  

Want to know another secret?

She can't really watch all of it cuz she's has something called "on the edge of the seat syndrome".

Want to know what she does?

She cleans the house.  Uses that as an excuse to "pitstop" on the race.  

Want to know what she did today?

Cleaned, cleaned, cleaned, cleaned & cleaned some more.   (Not us though - she got too busy - Yea!)

And when her guy lost at the very last - she went outside and planted some bulbs for springtime.  

Want to know another secret?

I learned you have to use alot of "expressive" words to plant flower bulbs.  Mom said it was all "encouraging" words - I'm not sure anyone around was too eagar to jump right up and say hi.  

Free secret!

Scooter peed on one of mom's bulbs - I'll never tell which one!  (You OWE me Scoots)

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dogster Diary of the Day</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/426108</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 15 Feb 2008 15:34:02 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Well bowl me over - I am a Dogster Diary of the Day pick.  Can you beli ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Well bowl me over - I am a Dogster Diary of the Day pick.  Can you believe it?  

I think I will sit here all day long and just stare at myself.   I can't wait for mom to get home and I can show her.  She's going to be so proud of me.

I'm already rubbing it in my brother's face.  I know he was picked before me - but do you really count HIS diary entry that is all about ME and how sick I was before I was going to surgery?  I mean he was talking about Me - Misty!!  

I hope I get a big fat Greenie tonight and get to sit on mom's lap the entire evening.  Scooter can just lay on the blanket and bask in the glory of Misty - Queen of all I survey!!

Well until mom gets home - I'm off to remind Scooter how much better I am than him.

Heyyyyyyyyyyyyy Scooter...  Have I told you lately how great I am??  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Mornings are a wonderful thing..except if your human forgets you are OUTSIDE</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/425657</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 14:20:11 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mornings are the best time of day.  All the new sniffs from overnight t ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mornings are the best time of day.  All the new sniffs from overnight that are out there.  The air is crisp and refreshing.  The birds are out chirping.  The squirrels are hopping all over the fence.  The dew is cool on my toes and wet to lick off the grass.  

I do not however like that I got shut out this morning while mom took her shower (she actually likes the faucet to spit all over her - weird).  I will bark.  I will whine.  When you let me in and apologize for leaving me out there, I will give you lip the entire time you are still at home.  How could you mom?  I was starting to think you had left the house and I would be out there all by myself all day.  Thank the Dawg Lord you let me in.

Although you know Scooter will be taking the brunt of my anger today everytime I remember you FORGETTING me outside.

Sniff at ya later - like when I'm not mad anymore ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Is it rude to call company the &quot;Intruder&quot;?</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/425346</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 13 Feb 2008 19:51:20 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

For some reason mom invited some big dog over and his human.  Something ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

For some reason mom invited some big dog over and his human.  Something about replacing the garbage disposal - at first I thought she was talking about me.  Are you saying somthing mom?

This big ol' girl dog comes prancing in my house and I did what any wise Papillon would do.  I hid behind my brother.

Scooter of course fell in love.  He has a case of the "Big Dog Syndrome" meaning he wants to be one.  So everytime the thickskull sees one he goes into swoonville over the Big Dog.  He plays Pattycake and Duck, Duck, Goose, and Wagga Tail like nobodies business.  I can hardly stand watching the fool turn himself inside out like he does.

Sasha, a.k.a. the Big Dog, walked right over to my chewstick and proceeded to eat the whole thing.  In like 10 minutes.  I had to sit there and watch the entire thing and I was not happy.  Mom had to have known since I reminded her every minute or so.  

One funny thing is that Sasha ran outside with us and we chased Lucy.  I have never seen a dog so tall they could look OVER the fence.  The trouble I would be in if I could do that.

The house is all ours now, but the garbage thingy still needs some work.  Something about bringing it up to code.  I think that is human speak for Standard.

Fill you in tomorrow on what goes on.

Sniff at ya later~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Finally Mom figured it out...</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/424931</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 12 Feb 2008 20:40:31 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Don't know if you have noticed, but mom finally listened to and our web ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Don't know if you have noticed, but mom finally listened to and our websites have been updated.  And mom is quite proud of herself (ummm, me really) and thinks she has conquered the 90's for computer knowledge.  

Mom...I'm not sure I know what you mean by the 90's...

So after much pawing she listened to my wuffin and has figured out....How To Change The Diary Title That Goes With Our Pictures...  

I know - you can't always teach an old human a new trick.

But I did.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

PS.  Soon we'll learn her on how to change the background color on our text portion of the website.  So if anypup can send us some info....I'll sneak it into her training.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Queen of all I survey!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/424883</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 12 Feb 2008 18:57:54 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Westminster is on tonight.  Toy Group and the BIS.  I love sitting at m ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Westminster is on tonight.  Toy Group and the BIS.  I love sitting at mom's feet as she drools over the beautiful dogs going by.  She has such wufferful things to say about (almost) every dog breed out there.  

Scooter loves when the big dogs walk by on the tv.  He watches and watches.

Mom is cooking dinner and I have to head back to watch for snacks on the floor.  

Plus I have to be there to remind mom that I am way cuter than the dogs on tv.  

I am after all - Queen of all I survey~~

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Snork ~ not only did he pee on his own leg....</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 12 Feb 2008 18:45:44 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup~Misty here~

Not only did Scooter pee on his own leg - and I mean yellow tinged leg f ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup~Misty here~

Not only did Scooter pee on his own leg - and I mean yellow tinged leg feathers - but BOL he then stepped in somebodies "business" I had been sniffing.  He stepped in it and then STOOD there like it wasn't all ooozing up in his toes.

He got another bath when we got home.  Mom said no matter how far we walked she just couldn't not wash off his furrness. 

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

Gotta go check in on Westminster - we're up tonight!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>He is such an embarassment</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 10 Feb 2008 21:05:55 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

So mom gives us a bath and after we are finally mostly dry - thank you  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

So mom gives us a bath and after we are finally mostly dry - thank you to the blustery day we had, she looks at us and says let's go.  Do you know what that means?  Oh yea - dog leashes out and we are going for a WALK.  Who would have thought?  

Off we go and we're doing so very well.  Then the thick skulled one pees on his own front leg - and I mean soaked in yellow pee.  Mom was looking at him like he was such a little puppy you couldn't take anywhere.  All this after the bath - doesn't the silly boy know this means a sprucing up later?  

Later while sniffing the leavings of other dogs that have walked the path before us - the dummy stepped right in -you-know-what- and stood there.  I had to run right up in his face and push him off the mess.  He deserves the bath he has coming to make him doggy fresh again.  I mean really - what pup wants to sleep next to stinky dog on nice clean bed?

Off to find a new brother

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Blustery Sunday</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/423842</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 10 Feb 2008 12:16:37 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

It is very windy outside today.  I love the wind because it brings so m ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

It is very windy outside today.  I love the wind because it brings so many good sniffs into the yard that aren't usually there.  They come from far down the hill blowing up towards us riding on the pine boughs from tree to tree.  I stand on the bench and sniff.  I smell good things.  I sniff again.

The wind blows my tail back and my ears are flat against my neck.   It picks up my hair and swirls it around and I can feel all those wonderful smells surrounding me.  I catch a good one and turn to follow it.

Arrggggghhhhhhhh

My tail flips the other way.  My pantaloons fly the wrong way.  My ears stretch forward.  My long beautiful coat blows the wrong way.  I fluff up from the wind.

Whip back around and I can smell the goods smells again.  Much better.  So many sniffs from so far away.  All with their own story to tell.  I can sniff all day.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Collar's are off - that means BATH day - run for cover!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/423836</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 10 Feb 2008 12:03:45 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have bad news to report.  I smell like wet dog - peeeuuuuuuwwww.

H ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I have bad news to report.  I smell like wet dog - peeeuuuuuuwwww.

Here's how it all started.  I'll spare the most gruesome details in order save everypup from the horrid graphics.  

The blanket monster game was so much fun.  I love when mom tries to wrap me up in the blankets and I get to attack the monster that is trying to get me.  Scooter just doesn't get this, but who am I to share in all the fun?  After a rousing bout of blanket monster - schwooop, off come the sheets.  This is fun too because the bedspread gets to stay on the bed in a huge pile and me and Scoots get to burrow in and get snuggly.  Just the thing to do after the morning constitut.. uh constitution.. uh the visit to the backyard.  Yes those are the exact words I was looking for.  

Then there is mom standing in the doorway wanting to know who the first "vicitim" will be.  Some kind of weird language I'd never heard before, I'll try and repeat it and if I offend anypup - I sure am sorry.  Something like  "Einie, Meanie, Minie, Moe", but I could be wrong.  Whatever it really translates into - I'll tell you what I saw.

Scoots got a belly scratch and his collar was taken off.  Oh no - I know what this means!!  The faucet is going to spit all over us and we will be rubbed w/ smelly stuff and be wet and smelly.  Scoots - being the dog of very thick skull (normally this means stubborn - for him it means less room for the brain) doesn't remember what he's in for.  I try to warn him by avoiding eye contact with mom and staring straight at him willing him to run like the wind.  Sadly he did not get the message.

Knowing what is next I go into invisible mode hoping mom's super eyesight powers will be off today and I can avoid the indignity.  Unfortunately she sees through my sheild of invisibility and I'm the next, oh what did she call it, victim!!

Let me just tell you that standing in the kitchen sink with the faucet spitting all over you is not the sort of thing a Papillon should have to endure even once in their happy Pappy lives!!  

The water is wet.  
The soap is clean.  
The scratches are only there for cleaning - not scratching.  
The tail is skinny.  
The hair is flat.  
The dog is not happy - look at the ears for dog's sake!
The towel rub is humiliating.
The shake out is Aaalllllways too soon for mom.

The only way to get even is to rub our wet fur all over the carpet hoping to capture some of the old dog smell to build the new smell base on.  

And when mom's not looking - run for the bed and roll on it to get it as wet and clean wet dog smelly.  BOL.

Off to hang in front of the heater.  Mom cranks it when we are wet!!  And I think I just saw mom dump some warm clothes from the dryer on the bed...might need to check that out for stinkifying.

Sniff at ya later~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Love the Dog Park</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/423241</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 8 Feb 2008 23:13:41 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

We loove our puppy walks at the dog park.  Mom always knows when we hav ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

We loove our puppy walks at the dog park.  Mom always knows when we have been because we are so dog tired and Pappy Happy.  I really don't even have the gumpton to worry about the "kiss the kitty" and I mostly do.  

So anysniffs~ Misty out (Mom has something called "hiccups)  

"??  

Sounds horrible - but she says we will recover so we might  check back in...

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Ms. Winehouse - Snazzy Bluesy Jazzy To You</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/423232</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 8 Feb 2008 22:35:55 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Happiness is laying in front of the heater vent and watching mom do hou ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Happiness is laying in front of the heater vent and watching mom do housework to Amy Winehouse.  She grooves to the music and plays with us when the music strikes.  

Ahh chore day.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Butterfly Kisses - the booth is now OPEN</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/420585</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 2 Feb 2008 19:35:20 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Cover me in Butterfly Kisses all my friends!!  

The kissing booth is open for February.  

Stop ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Cover me in Butterfly Kisses all my friends!!  

The kissing booth is open for February.  

Stop on by - bones, stars, appreciation for all.

Sniff at ya Later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Mom's So Smart!!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/420581</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 2 Feb 2008 19:31:44 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup! ~Misty here~

Mom finally took the time and listened to me and our website is pawsom ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup! ~Misty here~

Mom finally took the time and listened to me and our website is pawsome now.  Can you believe all the new stuff we've got going on there!  I can't believe how long it took me to train her.  I've got a couple more training treats up my collar so who knows where this will take us.

Today the internet website.  Tomorrow the whole house.  Or is that backwards?

Dooterhead didn't help at all.  He thinks support is when Mom has her hand under his fluffybutt - sorry Mom, I know better.  

Anysniff - all he did is lay there.  Some support.

So we kind of like the new power of knowledge on fixin up the new blog-o-sphere homing page.  Hope everyone likes it and wants to throw us a bone.

Only for February, we'll have the kissing booths up - so smooch to your hearts content.

Happy Pappy Days Everypup.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Don't try and take my bone!</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/420477</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 2 Feb 2008 15:16:50 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Have you ever had a brother that just would NOT leave you alone?  Well  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Have you ever had a brother that just would NOT leave you alone?  Well I have one.  I'm here to tell you it is a pain in the ear!!  Always after me to give up my Teddy Bear toy, chew sticks, Milkbones, and especially my bones.  Now anyone who knows me, knows  I love my chew sticks and bones.  Especially if I just found it in the backyard and it has all those wonderful backyard smells.  That is the best (well ok fresh off the grill marrow bones are best, but this isn't summer).  Little bit soggy, little bit dirty, little bit cold - BLISS!

So I come back in the house after uncovering a bone I stashed in the backyard.  You have to be careful retrieving these morsels.  Must not let your brother find out where you stash them, so keep an eye on him.  If he's looking - find a squirrel he can bark at to distract him.  Works everytime - what a thick skull, short eared, fluffy butted -- oh sorry Mom.  

Now once you have said morsel back in the house - make sure to find a blanket to make a good doggy bed out of.  Hunker down for a good little bone chewing and perhaps a nap after that.  What a great Saturday afternoon.  Well, I THOUGHT it was going to be...

That brat Scooter just had to get all up in my face barking and whining like he was starving to death.  Let me tell you - that boy is not even close to "wasting away to practically nothing" so don't listen to him.  I'm the svelte and trim one - he's a fatbutt, so he should appreciate me volunteering to take the bone calories into my system.  But NOOOO - he's all barky and whiny up in my face.  Thinks sticking his butt in the air means we should play - well we are not sharing this morsel.

What does the PEST do next?  All up in my face wasn't working - so he jumped on me.  Well off come the pawgloves and we are not putting up w/ that kind of in your face disrespect.  After the brief shock of amazement I'm up and all in his face.  There - how do you like that - not so cool being barked at is it - how do you like the growl in your face too - I can lunge at you too, you're not so tough.  After a little reminder of who is the Queen of this house I figure I can go back to my bone and enjoy it.

Of course not!  Back in my face is my brother all - give me a taste - I'm gonna tell mom you aren't sharing - it's my turn to hang on to it, and much more.  Enough Already!!  Who can stand such a pain?  I keep telling mom to ship him back home to the rock he crawled out from under but she's not buying any of that.

Well that is certainly more than I want to take thinking I was going to get a good bone chewing in.  Scooter has runied my happy spot and he has to pay!!  Our arguement was very vocal and we did get testy, that's for sure.  Mom was mad at us that she had to step in, telling us to work it out another way.  

Then she reached down.  

Picked up my bone.  

Walked to the kitchen.  

Threw it away!!  

Noooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!

I need to go cry in my dog bowl.

Sniff at ya later~Misty~

PS - Scooter you are so going to get it!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Snow is really like a melted ice cube</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/418974</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 29 Jan 2008 22:28:43 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey eveypup

Misty here.

Snow really is just like a semi melted ice cube.  Fun to run in but no ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey eveypup

Misty here.

Snow really is just like a semi melted ice cube.  Fun to run in but not too skiddey..Fun to sniff at but not too dribbley..Fun to run across when not too deep..Fun to hide in when you are mostly white..Fun to ambush your brother when he is not too much white..Fun to sniff animal tracks left in the snow when they aren't too BIG..Fun, Fun, Fun, Run, Run, Run...

Best of all snow is bestest when you eat it!!!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Pale Rain is really Snow to the rest of us.</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/418579</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 29 Jan 2008 00:05:23 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~ Misty here~

Mom hates the pale rain.  I love that stuff.  Nothing like waking up a ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~ Misty here~

Mom hates the pale rain.  I love that stuff.  Nothing like waking up and finding out there is white fluffy stuff all over the ground.  So fun to sniff the clean fresh air from way up high in the sky.  Zoomies to see how fast you can zoom across the clouds that landed on the backyard.  Chase the snowballs mom throws, they are almost as good as ice cubes in the summer.  Zooooom over to Scooter and fly past him.  Up to the top of the hill.  Bark for the enjoyment of winter weather and fun, fun, fun.  I see you mom - here I come.  Run, run, run.  I see you Scooter.  Zoom, zoom, zommrrrmmmrrrppphhhhh.  What the heck?  I snout stumbled over my own feet!!  They sure are slow on this white winter rain.  I'm an Abominal Snow Puppy.  Time to go inside and de-pawrost.

Sniff at ya when my nose stops running.  ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Teddy Bears and how to treat your best friend</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/416217</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 22 Jan 2008 20:11:37 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Ok everypup - here's what the proper way to behave when you find your f ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Ok everypup - here's what the proper way to behave when you find your favorite filthy Teddy Bear squeaky toy outside frozen.  I left it out last night even though mom asked me to pick it up when I left it and this morning.  

Run in house - squeek toy.
Squeek toy again while looking at mom out of the corner of your eyes.
Run over to Indy kitty and squeek toy in her face.
Squeek.  Squeek.  Squ----eeeeeek toy again.
Run to mom.  Squeek toy.
Give Teddy up for mom to throw into kitchen.
Run into kitchen - skid on floor and pick up Teddy.  Squeek toy.
Squeek.  Squeek.  Squ---eeeeeek.  
Run to mom like you really know how to fetch.  Give slobbery Teddy up and look expectantly for mom to throw.  
Mom squeeks toy.  Throws toy back into kitchen.
Run into kitchen - skid on floor and pick up Teddy.  Squeek toy.
Throw hinney up into air and squeek toy.  Squeek.  Squeek.  Squeek, squeek, squeek.  (Mom it isn't my paws fault you just had to go back and take all the "a"s you put in squeak and turn them all into "e"s)
Run back to mom.  Squeek.  Once again pretend you know how to really fetch.  Squeek once - drop Teddy.
Mom squeeks toy and throws back into kitchen.  
Run into kitchen - skid on floor grab Teddy.  Hinney in air - squeek.  Squeek.  Squeeeeeek.  
Look at mom - Squeek... and again squeek.
Run over to brother Scooter - squeek and head to mom.  Wag tail.  Squeek.  Squeek, squeeeeeeeeek, squeeeeeek.
Look at mom - squeek.  And yes again, squeeeeeeeeek.
Give even more slobbery Teddy to mom and look excited when she throws it.  
Mom throws Teddy into kitchen.  Grabs camera to show filthy dirty favorite dog toy in the world Teddy Bear and me in action.
Run to Teddy - sniff and walk away.  
Ignore mom when she squeeks and throws Teddy again.

**Time Out while mom throws potatoes in oven**Sometimes exciting stuff happens on the kitchen floor - stuff FALLS...

Get pissed at brother when he walks by Teddy and kick his ass.  
Discover he wasn't close to slobbery filthy just out of the freezing elements cold, but other favorite filthy Teddy and decide to go for Teddy of the moment.  
Run Teddy over to favorite blanket.  Squeek.  Squeek.  Squeek.  Squeek, etc, etc, etc.
Look at mom when she says "Enough Misty".  Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek. Squeek, squeek, squeek.
Hide Teddy under blanket - spend 2 minutes roughing blanket up for kidnapping Teddy.  
Rescue Teddy.  Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeekkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.
Squeek, squeeek, squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek and wag the tail.

Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeekkkkkkkkkkkk at ya later ~Misty~

PS.  Mom - why did you tell me to take Teddy outside and have a sleepover?  It's very cold out there.  I was rescuing Teddy and just doing CPR.  Or should I be doing freezebite rescue and just snuggling up to Teddy like I am now?]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Scooter Peed on Himself</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/415797</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 21 Jan 2008 20:06:28 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Scooter Peed on Himself!!!  And not because he was sick like I was.  No ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Scooter Peed on Himself!!!  And not because he was sick like I was.  No - stubborn boy didn't want to go out in the morning because it was raining.  PRINCEss!!  Then around mid afternoon he was whining but there was the EVIL NEMESIS SQUIRREL on the fence.  Mom said hush up, knowing we couldn't but waited out the moment for when the EVIL NEMISIS SQUIRREL had left the fence.  

We look over and Scooter is so excited - he peed on himself, the rug, HIMSELF, need I say more?  Okay I have to - he peed on himself while lying down to have his belly scratched.  And.....then... he peed on himself BOL.  BOL.  BOL.  

His Lazy Butt got sent outside while mom mopped up the mess.   I did not however get a SNACK - even though in the circumstances - it was called for.  

The good thing was we got to go for a WALK even though mom said it was way earlier than she wanted to do this cat-ass-trophy.  I think that sounds kind of along the lines of Kiss-the-Kitty so I'm up for that.  WALKs are good - except  Scooter really needs to put a wiggle on it.  Well maybe not - his fluffy butt has quite a shimmy.  He needs to pick up the pace and stop worrying that he has to make sure we can make it home on his pee alone.  For dogs sake - He's mostly out by the first mile.  Except for the ultimate dog trick - the double bagger - BOL.  Sometimes he goes for the record in the summer by pulling off a Triple bagger!!  Gotta give paws down to that - oh yea.

We got a bath after that - something about smelling like dog - which I really don't mind.  Not sure why mom is picky about this - we do our best to make the bed smell just like all 3 of us and then wham - smells like some clean smell.

Well for now - 

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Brrrific Cold</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/415788</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 21 Jan 2008 19:42:44 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Happy Dog Days!!  Mom came home early.  Something about a Mr. MLK birth ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Happy Dog Days!!  Mom came home early.  Something about a Mr. MLK birthday.  Whoofs out to him!!

WALK - oh yea we went on one.  Scooter the  full of Piss (I'm the Vinegar) had to stop on every stick higher than 2" off the ground.  Hello - grass here is that high in case you haven't noticed when you walk in the yard.  Oh right, Scoots barely gets his paws wet if he goes outside.  What a PRINCEss.  I mean Priceless - or so mom tells me.

Still he's still the one that peed on himself lying down.  BOL.  Which is why mom vowed to make his lazy butt work for more than sitting up and begging.  I'm all for that.  Need I say it again??  He peed on himself BOL.  And now mom says we have to move away from that topic...for tonight....hee hee

It is brrific cold out there tonight.  Below the freezing level and for us in the NW - holy paws Dogman!!  Brrr.  Snow is one thing - ice and cold, cold mud is another.  Did you know your paws will actually stick to ice?  I know because I've stuck my tongue to an ice cube before.  Okay - and the ice the other week.  And yes, my paws last week too.  

So we're all tired and ready to head to bed and sleep until Lou Ann picks up for the dog walk tomorrow.  Maybe we can talk her into pictures to post of our fun times!!  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Snow on my paws</title>
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				<pubdate>Mon, 14 Jan 2008 21:18:33 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup ~Misty here.

Snow again here tonight.  Starting to not believe Mom when she says tha ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup ~Misty here.

Snow again here tonight.  Starting to not believe Mom when she says that it really never snows in Seattle.  Last year - up to our elbows - not once, not twice - oh yeah three times is the charm.  This year - not once to the elbows - but we've seen knee action going on.  Well I have.  Mr. Prince(ss) Scooter doesn't really dally in the white winter fun like I do.  He suffers the trip for nature.  

So snow in the yard and Mom is tossing frozen snow/ice/rain/stuff and Scoots grabs one and it sticks to his tongue!!!  BOL - in fact do that again BOL.  Scoots looks crosseyed and shakes his tongue and yips.  You'd have thought the Enemy Squirrel Brigade was decending - he took off.  Mom had to chase him down but he had shaken the snowball but was not a happy Scooter.  Like it was Moms fault or something.  

At least he didn't have snowballs on his paws like I did.  A bath yesterday and defrost on the mud rug for all 4 paws.  4 paws sounds way worse than 1 frozen tongue!  To top it off - who is so wounded they get to sit on Mom's lap all night long???  Not Misty!!!  What a Scooter he is BOL.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Does anyone REALLY like &quot;Fresh Dog Smell&quot;?</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 17:12:57 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everypup - Misty here.

My brother Scooter is the laziest dog for as young as he is!  He would ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everypup - Misty here.

My brother Scooter is the laziest dog for as young as he is!  He would lay in bed all day long and probably have his SNACKS and dinner brought to him there if he could get away with it.  Can you believe I had been up for 2 hours before Mom finally went into the bedroom to grab the comforter and throw it in the wash.  Scooter is still snoring under the covers at the foot of the bed.  Doesn't he know the best yard sniffs are first thing in the morning???

Finally Mom threw him outside - well scooted him out the door.  He's stretching and yawning and then the fool starts screeching like a banshee and takes off after a squirrel.  If I've barked at him once, I've barked at him a million times.  Wait until you are under the tree before giving the alarm - not when you are all the way across the yard, the deck, bottom of the hill, etc.  What a rookie!  

I tried to get him to play when he was headed back into the house - but apparently he used up all the stored up energy from overnight to squeel at the squirrels.  Like I figured he headed back to bed.  Lazybones.

I hung with mom most of the day.  Not much fun there I'll tell you.  If I wasn't being told not to walk on the mopped floors, I was being told to get out of the way, that I couldn't have a SNACK no matter what, stop kissing the kitties, all kinds of not fun stuff.  I even got blamed for stray hairs that landed on the freshly "orange oiled" table.  Whatever that means - how can mom think I can get my hair caught way up there when I am this small???  She's just looking for one of those "scapedogs" I've heard about.  

Scoots and I were taking a nap and our big ol ears heard some magic sounds!!  The Leashes were out!!!  The Leashes were out!!!  Mom has explained that yucky Seattle weather like snow, wet muddy ground and streets, dark early at night and rain, rain, rain make it hard some of the time of the year to stick to our WALKS.  Not sure I'm in agreement - but I'm sure Scooter is.  He hates his feet to be wet - how can he call himself a dog??  (He doesn't even drink out of mud puddles - is there a test we can make him to take to see if he is canine?)

Walking and sniffing and walking and sniffing and walking and sniffing - oh we love it.  I didn't even yell at Scooter too much for being a nim-dog-poop about barking at every dog out walking in the sunshine with their humans.  He wants to be a Big Dog so bad he just turns inside out when he sees one.  I'm not sure why he wants to be big dog so bad - there is no way all 3 of us would fit in mom's tiny little car then.  I'm sure he would be left behind because I know I am mom's favorite BOL.

Then the dreaded...dun-dun-dun (and a creaky door sound in the background).  Scooter was headed to the sink - DOG BATH TIME - ewwwwwwwwwww.  Gosh I hate dog baths!!  The indignity of someone squirting you with water, getting that stinky soap stuff all over you, rubbing it into you and making you stand still in water, the rinsing off, the towel rubs (HATE) and the outside to "Shake it off" routine.  You know lady - love you to death, but if you hadn't gotten me wet I wouldn't have to do the stupid "Shake it off" thing.  And you act so excited when I do.  No other time do you care if I give my body a good shake-a-dake unless I am wet.  

Scooter was already on the bed making sure he got it as wet as he could.  Ha ha mom glad you washed the bed stuff this morning??  Ha ha - we are up here rolling around rubbing our wet dog smell into your room.  

Mom says she loves the smell of fresh dog - but all I've heard out of her mouth is eww - you guys smell like wet dog.  This room smells like wet dog - this house smells like wet dog, you smell like wet dog.  

So I ask - did mom really get what she wanted by giving us a bath?  Does she REALLY like "Fresh Dog Smell"?

Wet Dog Shake it off at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Misty's New Year Resolutions</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 1 Jan 2008 19:34:18 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everyone ~ Misty here.

Mom says I have to tell everyone my New Year's Resolutions.  So everyo ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everyone ~ Misty here.

Mom says I have to tell everyone my New Year's Resolutions.  So everyone knows - she came up with the list - not ME.

I Misty resolve:

To not bounce on my brother when he is sleeping under the covers just because I am bored.

To not grab Teddy Bear and squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak at 4:30 in the morning just because I think everyone should be up.

To not kiss the kitty more than once a kitty tackle.  

To not make a pathetic fool out of myself begging for SNACKS.  (Mom you know this isn't happening - right?).

To not growl at my brother from across the room for no reason other than he annoys me.

To eat my SNACKS slower so I don't have to put up w/ my brother savoring his to tease me with.

To not "false alarm squirrel" bark so that Scooter runs to the door and I can then grab his leftover SNACK.  (Mom I think that's kind of smart of me by the way).

To not hide my bones outside and then insist I never got one.

To share mom's lap with both my brother and the cats when asked.

To stop barking at the tv sounds and other noises; real or imagined.  

I Misty do dogsomely promise to try my best to improve my manners.

~Misty~

PS - and to not get peeved at my brother for narcing on me for not posting my resolutions everyone knows I have no chance of sticking to. ~Brat~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Happy New Year!!!</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 1 Jan 2008 16:43:38 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everyone - Misty here.

Wishing everyone a happy new year and hoping the tail wagging and grou ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everyone - Misty here.

Wishing everyone a happy new year and hoping the tail wagging and ground sniffing will be great for all dogs (and cats) this year.  

I'm hoping my brother Scooter's resolution this year will to stop being so lazy!!  He didn't even get out of bed today until the early afternoon.  And I'm pretty sure he hasn't even been outside to go "hurry up".  I'm not sure how he can hold it for so long, but mom says something about tieing a knot in it.  Whatever "it" is.  Mom says I need to resolve to ignore the SNACK cabinet.  Come on mom - who are you trying to fool?  It's not every day you can pull my ears over my eyes BOL.

Mom tricked me yesterday and took me back to the place that smells funny.  Once again mom just handed over my Misty leash to some stranger who took me away.  She brought Scooter in, but he didn't have to go with any strangers (fool would probably go with his tail a waggin).  I was so happy that I didn't have to stay overnight again that when I came around the corner I Papillon tackled my brother.  

Mom asked something about "bath" (that's a bad word in Misty's book) and the vet said now that the stitches were out - anytime.  Then the magic word "walk" and again the answer was anytime.  Ok - so the real magic word is SNACK - but walk will do when you are at the vets office.   

So it's official - the stitches are out and I'm on the road to recovery.  Now we just wait for the lab results on the bladder stones and then mom says I'm on the Princess diet.  Sounds dee-lish.  Mom asked the vet if she could have some happy pills for me because I've been especially grumpy with my brother.  No way mom - I am done with pills - done, done, done!!

I gotta go now - mom just had pizza delivered and Scooter is pulling his cute trick.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Santa Paws Visited</title>
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				<pubdate>Sat, 29 Dec 2007 12:52:55 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey everyone ~ Misty here.

Santa Paws stopped by on Monday night.  Or Tuesday morning - I'm not q ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey everyone ~ Misty here.

Santa Paws stopped by on Monday night.  Or Tuesday morning - I'm not quite sure.  I do know it was during Scooter's guard paw hours because nobody even knew he had stopped by.  I know if it was my guard paw duty hours everyone on the block would have known Santa Paws was here.  I'm not the only good dog on the block you know.  
We all slept in until we felt like getting up.  And do you know what?  It snowed on Santa Paws day - we woke up to snow.  I love snow.  It had only just started and the flakes were all big and floating down from the sky so slowly I could run out there and chase them.  Scooter didn't want to come out and play so mom tossed a couple slush balls at me.  I ran some zoomies in the yard and barked for the sheer thanks for the snow.
Ran back inside because this is my favorite time of the day.  Couple bounces like Tigger in the air and I'll be chewing on my favorite SNACK - a Greenie!!  
Screeeeeechhhhhhhh go the brakes.  
What is that?
A big fat sock is on the floor - 2 of them are.  
Oh no - slam from the back, I'm rear ended by Scooter (his brakes need a check up).
Thunk into the socks - now we're scared and have to bark.  Mom - mom - someone is in the house and took their socks off.  Run - hide - call Bark - 1 - 1 in emergency.
Huh - Sniff - sniff - Whuff - Whuff - sniff - sniff.  Something in the socks smells good.  Lots of good smells in the sock.  Scooter is sniffing his and nothing has jumped out to bite him.  Sniff - sniff - kind of sniffs like lamb and chicken.
HO - HO - Merry Pawsmas to all our friends out there.  I just found something better than Greenies in the sock.  Something called Lamb Filets.   Off to see if I can talk mom into more - this will take some good bouncing and bowing.  Wish me luck.
Sniff at ya later ~ Misty.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Ha - the cat DID do it...</title>
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				<pubdate>Sat, 22 Dec 2007 18:54:56 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Misty here - Scooter as co-author.

Still recovering from surgery and not quite my spunky self - w ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Misty here - Scooter as co-author.

Still recovering from surgery and not quite my spunky self - which is why I have Scoots here to help me.  Besides being a pill about my medication - I've pretty much been just sleeping.  Not much eating going on and I'm a little on the skinny side - but since every time I turn around anything that looks and smells good has a bitter taste afterwards - I'm not too keen on snarfing.  

Anysniffs - last night -get this - the cat barfs all over the living room carpet.  Something about too much cat food and water - anysniffs me and Scoots were impressed.  Thank the Canines that mom actually saw it because she outright told us if she hadn't seen it she would have blamed it on me ~Misty~.  Well watching mom clean the only room in the house with carpet and cat bluch - I headed back to bed for a while.  

**Scooter**  Hey that was so fun to see the cat be blamed for the right thing for once.  Not sure how many times the evil eye is directed toward us when we are SO innocent.  I mean really - if anyone should be looked at for anything - I'm the last on the list.  I'm cute and dare I say perfect?.  Uh - oh, Misty is awake.  I'll put the grouchy one back to bed - sniff at ya later ~Scooter~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Almost back to normal.</title>
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				<pubdate>Fri, 21 Dec 2007 13:30:53 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hi eveyone - Misty here.

Wow - it's been a tough week for me.  First surgery and then recovery.   ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hi eveyone - Misty here.

Wow - it's been a tough week for me.  First surgery and then recovery.  Mom's been sneaking bitter things into my food and then I get really tired.  My ears droop and my eyes have a hard time staying open.  I don't really want to do much but lay there and let my head spin.  Last night I had HAD it - no more bitter stuff in my treats.  Go ahead - hide it in cheese - pathooy out it goes.  Go ahead - wrap it in sandwich meat - pathooy out it goes.  Go ahead - hide it in yummy wet food - I can still smell it and don't want to eat anymore.  Go ahead - try and spoon feed me and hide way under the wet juices - pathooy out it goes.  Ha Ha - that was a mess wasn't it.  Give it to Scooter - he seems more than interested.  Hey - not fair waiting a couple hours and then sneaking it into bread I'll eat really fast!!  Head getting heavy again - back to sleep.

Mom says it's important for me to take the gross bitter pills.  Something about infections and pain management.  I'm not sure she knows best considering I had to spend 2 days at that place she took me this week.  I think consulting me next time might be the wisest thing to do.

**Success**  I was able to avoid the morning pill dosage today - mom said that's ok cuz she'd be back real soon and we'd have a heart to heart about what's coming up in my future.  I keep trying to tell her how much better I feel - see the ears are up and I'm bouncing up and down and chasing my brother.  I'm not sure why I have to "settle down" so early in the day.  Usually that is a nighttime thing.  But I feel so much better and want everyone to know I am almost better.  I can even muster up the energy to bark at the arch nemesis - THE SQUIRREL.  Well I thought it was a squirrel - mom said it was just a bird.  Darn Scooter barking w/o checking things out first.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Back from the vet</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 19 Dec 2007 19:01:53 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hi everyone ~ Misty here.

Mom finally picked me up from that place that smells funny.  I was drop ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hi everyone ~ Misty here.

Mom finally picked me up from that place that smells funny.  I was dropped off yesterday morning even though I did my best not to go with the person I had never sniffed before, I was still left without my mom or my brother Scooter.  It was not a fun place and I was all by myself.  

When I woke up I was sore.  The vet took out huge bladder stones from my bladder.  5 big ones and lots of little ones.  He saved the ones he didn't send out for testing to give to mom.  We're supposed to bring them out at the holidays and talk about them - but I'd just rather I didn't have to think about them any more.  

I stayed overnight and the whole next day.  I almost thought I had done something bad and that mom didn't want me anymore.  But then I finally got to go into the room where mom was - and happy days - Scooter was there too.  We sniffed and wagged tails and started "rough housing".  Everyone laughed and then mom asked the vet ~ "I suppose this is too much activity right?".  "Yes" he said, "Good luck with that".  

Then we came home where I immediately went to the bed and have been here ever since.  I'm tired and sleep sounds good.  

Mom says lots of dogs wished me well and we are thankful for that.  So thanks everyone for thinking of me.  

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Surgery Complete</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 18 Dec 2007 21:14:05 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Doc called mom today to say I'm awake and good after bladder stone surgery.  Says he took 5 big ones ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Doc called mom today to say I'm awake and good after bladder stone surgery.  Says he took 5 big ones out and numerous small ones out.  I'm staying the night and mom will pick me up tomorrow afternoon.  I'll sniff at you later when I feel better.  

~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My brother got Dog Diary of the Day??  Go Scooter!</title>
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				<pubdate>Sat, 15 Dec 2007 19:12:29 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hey all.  

So mom tells me that Scooter, for some reason, got dog diary of the day (she showed me ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hey all.  

So mom tells me that Scooter, for some reason, got dog diary of the day (she showed me other winners so it's not like he Totally won).  Should I start with how paws down happy I am for him?  Or do I just skip all that fake stuff and head right into how in the heck this happened?

I had to go to the vet this last week, so Scooter wrote a sympathy bark out to me (hence winning Dogster Dog Diary of the Day).  

I have Bladder Stones and they need to be operated on.  Mom says she feels bad that she didn't know sooner - but I hide my accidents to the best of my ability.  

With 2 dogs and 2 cats it was kind of a challenge to pinpoint who did anything.  
Advantage ~ Misty.  Disadvantage ~ Misty.  

Luckily only Indy kitty got yelled at once (wrong place ~ wrong time) and I swear I gave as many kisses to the kitty as I was allowed to make up for it. 

 Anysniffs ~ I have surgery next week and Mr. Cute had better be nice to me and take over kissing the kitty duties!

So yes - Scooter is the cute one.  Everysniffer knows that.  Everysniffer accepts that.  Even me - Misty - can accept that.  

However I am the smart one.  I am the one that knows your best chance at a squirrel ALL the way across the yard is to NOT let it know you are coming from the backdoor to begin with (Scooter).  I at least get to the tree and then observe if there really is a squirrel (again Scooter) before letting loose w/ the vocals.  Again - I am the smart one.  'Nough said.  

Today was very blustery (Mom's word - not mine).  She said a little harder and the wind going the right way I'd end up like some dude named Piglet.  Something about Scooter looking like a Pooh Bear in the wind, something called ballast (never heard of it) and some kite string for my tail.  MY tail?

I'm happy for Scoots getting Dog Diary of the Day.  I almost want to leave him a "Dear Dogster Pfiill" letter.  BOL.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Went to work with mom and then to the vet this week.</title>
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				<pubdate>Fri, 14 Dec 2007 18:32:32 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Hi everyone - this is Misty whuffing at ya.  Mom was acting all weird one day this week before she w ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hi everyone - this is Misty whuffing at ya.  Mom was acting all weird one day this week before she was on her way out the door.  If I'd have known then what I know now - I would have made sure to hide on the bed as flat as I could.  We did the "hurry up" thing outside as usual and got our Greenies like always.  Scooter the Lazy headed back to bed.  Mom seemed kind of happy about that for some reason and kept saying "shhhh".  The car went out of the garage like normal - but then she came back inside, and neither one of us had snuck out to sniff the front yard.  Weird she'd come back inside...

I was just headed back to see if Scooter was asleep yet so I could put his Greenie to better use than he seemed to be doing.  But mom said "psst - come here Misty" which halted me in my tracks.  I headed to the door - and Scooter caught sniff of it cuz he did the hall dash in about 2 seconds.  I had to grin when he rounded the corner to the front room and did the spin out on the hardwood floors.  His little legs must have been cruising to acheive the full 360 and still keep going.  Weirdest thing - mom slammed the door closed right in Scooters face.  I'd have loved to be on the inside to get a look at the shock he must have felt.  

So I spent the day at work with mom.  I'm not as adventurous without my brother so I didn't do too much wandering.   But I stuck to mom like glue after the first time she disappeared on me for something called a "meeting".  

Headed home and we stopped off at this place that I'm not too sure if I like yet.  Last time I was there the lady vet kept going on about how cute my brother Scooter was and then when it was my turn she called me fat!  I'm still a little peeved about that - especially since I'm smaller than my fat brother.  Ok well maybe he's not fat and that wasn't too nice - but I'm still chawing at the rawhide over that.  

Well I'll tell you I wasn't there a full minute and some stranger came out and my mom handed me over - what's with that?  I had to go outside and "hurry up" but with strangers watching me - I think not.  I won't go into the details of what they did to me without my mom present - but I think we have grounds to sue for pain / suffering / undue embarassement / unwanted touches, etc.  They found out I have bladder stones and they have to be something called "operated" on.  If this has anything to do with the first time they "operated" and made sure I could be the only Misty in the world - I'm not too sure I like this thought.  I remember the radar dish and running into walls with the thing.  Anyway the Xrays showed I have stones that are as big as peanuts and peas - and for a little gal like me those are pretty big.  My kidneys are ok and that is really good news!  The vet also said it was better that I was a girl because with boys you have to "move some certain parts around".  Mom laughed and the since we were back to the regular man vet - he had a kind of funny look on his face as he pointed to my belly.   

Then I get special purrscription food to eat to make sure I don't get deposits again in my bladder.  I can eat Greenies - but I'm pretty sure the rest of my SNACKS will be going away.  How ever will I make it through the day?  I can only have 1 Greenie a day - but SNACKS are what get me through the rest of the day.  I wonder if that means I can't eat any more wet cat food too?  I only get little licks from the spoon - but that stuff might almost be better than Greenies.  

So I have surgery on Tuesday before Xmas.  Everyone wish me luck because I'm a little scared and trying not to let mom know.  I heard her telling Scooter that everything would be fine and I'd be back to my normal bratty self before 2 shakes of a lambs tail.  Whatever the heck a lamb is - it must shake it's tail fast - cuz I'm a trooper!  

Until I have more news - sniff at ya later ~ Misty.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Rain**Rain**Go Away**Come Again Some Other Day**</title>
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				<pubdate>Sat, 8 Dec 2007 22:59:51 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>CANINES did it rain this week.  First I was all happy it snowed so much then it did start raining.   ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ CANINES did it rain this week.  First I was all happy it snowed so much then it did start raining.  And it was serious.  Remember me talking about how happy we were it rained.  Well not so much it seems.  It rained so hard here, for 2 solid days.  The sky was dark and we had to go out to the front yard to visit nature ~ our back yard was that wet.  Neighbors to the above and below us had to deal with water raining and draining.  At least this year it wasn't windy too, so we kept power except, for a small portion.  Plus that pesky tree had already come down so no worries on soaking water out front.  

But Spotted Dogs was it raining hard out there.  The whole yard had 6" of water just standing there waiting for it to drain off .  However that night it was all bailing water for yourselves.  Water was in the garage, but mom said it was "better than expected".  Good thing something rolls downhill.  BOL.  

**4 days later**
Mom's been doing that crazy painting stuff again.  I put my paws up innocently against the back door and got yelled at.  Worse yet, the door was sticky to my paws.  I didn't know what to do, so I froze like good Papillon.   Got my paws washed off like I was some kind of puppy or something - but who leaves sticky stuff on the dog door as a trap?  

Scooter and I headed back to take a nap.  Only to find out that "painting" and "dog naps" seem to equal "bath".  But the heat got cranked and I got some snacks so all in all it was tolerable.   But now I smell like  Scooter ....  I think I need to go to bed and sleep on this.  

Sniff at you later ~ Misty]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>So starts the Winter...</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 2 Dec 2007 21:36:35 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Happy Dog Days!!!  It snowed - for 2 whole days.  Saturday morning we woke up and the weather man ha ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Happy Dog Days!!!  It snowed - for 2 whole days.  Saturday morning we woke up and the weather man had said it would snow.  Typical - a little dusting is all we got.  And by that you had to scrounge to lick up any mosals.  Later, lo and behold' it started coming down.  Too bad it was so warm or it would have stuck more - but a whole long time later (1 1/2 hours mom says) it was thick enough for me and Scoots to run in the snow and make tracks  Best part - it wasn't so deep that we had snowballs on our feathers every time we came in.  I love them!!  Get to lick them off and savor the fresh outdoors.  Scooter is pretty funny when ges them.  He can't figure out which paw to put down and try and get the snowball off.  I have to help him - but that's what I have to do most times with him.  Poor Scooter.

Then this morning I ran outside (Scooter was still asleep) wondering if the fun snow was still on the ground.  Only a little bit was left which mom said was a good thing.  I disagreed with her - but she won me over with a morning snack and all was good.  Then she made that stuff called coffee (I love that stuff - so tasty when you leave your cup on the floor) and that stuff called "paint" came back out.  Mom's not too much fun when that stuff comes out.  All concentration and "stay out of the paint", "get away from that", "No" and so forth.  

Ho - Ho, it started snowing again!!!  That will teach you mom!  Stuff just piled up.  Everywhere on the news no mention of any snow - look out our windows - it's a white out!!  Scooter's still in bed and doesn't even know this fun stuff is happening!!!  What a lazybones.  I snarked around the yard loving the snow and sniffs.  Somehow Scooter must have known I was having so much fun because next thing I know he's out there too.  Then he "thought" he saw an enemy squirrel and rushed off for combat, full yipping alert.  Mom was upset that she had to wade out into the snow to get us - but we pulled  the how cute are we trick and got snowballs thrown for us.  Scooter made yellow snow and we all ran in to get warm.  

Now it's raining - really hard rain.  Nobody wants to go outside and there is even talk about "women and children first" whatever that means.  Although mom is a "women" and we are both "children" so since she is first in the sentence we'll let her go first BOL.  Enough for now - the other enemy cat is on the bed and I think I need to find out how long she is planning on staying up there.  

Sniffs to  you ~ Misty]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Home Early</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 22 Nov 2007 01:12:00 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Mom came home early with all kinds of cool sniffs in the bags.  Somehow I think there weren't as muc ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Mom came home early with all kinds of cool sniffs in the bags.  Somehow I think there weren't as much SNACKS coming out of those bags as I expected.  I have to keep track of these things because you know my brother Scooter won't.  We love the Greenis most - and then the chicken strips.

Watched Mom bake some stuff in the oven - but didn't pay too much attention.  I was too busy chasing the kitty and running outside to hang out and watch something like that.  Scooter hung around and got flour in his paws.  Then he walked on the wood floors and mom gave him an "Oh Scooter" and then he pulled his I look cute trick.  Whatever - he is so lame sometimes!!

Got to go for a walk after that.  We can really move out for little dogs.  We have all kinds of hills to cruise up and down and lots of yards to sniff.  Gets kind of old having to stop every 10 feet so Scooter can lift his leg.  I mean really - does he think he can defend all that territory he seems to be claiming?  

Tomorrow mom tells us is a holiday and we'll get all kinds of good sniffs and bites of human food.  I love human food - it is the best!!  I like it so much I hardly remember eating it.  That's why I want Scooter to share his w/ me so I can be reminded of the good tastes.

Woof at you later ~ Misty]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Halloween Recovery</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 1 Nov 2007 18:41:18 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>We had so much fun last night walking around w/ our pal Patrick while he did something called &quot;Trick ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ We had so much fun last night walking around w/ our pal Patrick while he did something called "Trick or Treat" - "Thank You" - "Happy Halloween".  

Walking around sniffing and enjoying the fresh air.  Sometimes we wanted to go faster, but had to wait for Patrick to get his "candy" (I was told it is our version of "snack") and understanding the love of snacks we waited patiently.  Well I did since I have much better manners than my brother Scooter - he gave a whine every once in a while.  I think it's because he just wanted to lift his leg on the next telephone pole.  

Was a little chilly out but at least it wasn't raining.  We got to wear glow sticks and mine was pink and I looked all the rage.  Everyone who saw us thought we were so cute and we wagged our tails in agreement.  Scooter had a fight w/ a lion statue at the front of someones house but then when nobody was looking he peed on it.  Guess that means he wins.  

Mom was telling us about this next holiday called Thanksgiving.  I'll tell you what - you "give" me what you were talking about (Halloween SNACKS) and you can have all the "thanks" I can muster.  Well until the next adventure - here's sniffing at ya!!  

~Misty~]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Sitting on Mom's Lap</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 28 Oct 2007 00:08:12 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Right now I'm on Mom's lap and that is good!!!  Me and Scoot's like to see how much lap time we can  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Right now I'm on Mom's lap and that is good!!!  Me and Scoot's like to see how much lap time we can suck up out of Mom during the day.  Seattle had good weather Halloween and we got to go for so many walks.  Rain is around the corner and so we had to have our bath today.  I smell good - but hate having to be wet - well - at any time.  But I am sparkly clean.  And I got a SNACK - which is very important to a dog like me.  Bark..Bark    -     Misty...]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>She smells like sunshine</title>
		<link>http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617279/diary/Misty_queen_of_all_i_survey/370681</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 30 Sep 2007 23:00:47 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Misty (Psst on the right) ~ writing at dogster.com</author>
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		<description>Mom's back from what she calls a &quot;trip&quot;...  What that mean is that I get extra spoiled when we get t ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Mom's back from what she calls a "trip"...  What that mean is that I get extra spoiled when we get to go stay "at MrsLK-R".  I know that because she likes me the most.  She agrees my brother thinks he's just too cute for words...and that's about it.

We also had an "incident" with something called a "raccoon".  2 masked, striped hooligans ~  larger than life ~  walked right up to the back door; and jiggled the lock.   So Scooter and I barked and barked to assist mom bouncing up and down on the deck to get those bandits from under the deck.  All of this in the brrrr rain.  Under the deck we went to make sure the turf was sniffable and safe.  Lucy the cat even approved of the mighty fine work we had done.  

Of course you can always check out my brothers version when you visit him....   http://www.dogster.com/dogs/617257]]></content:encoded>
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