<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730</id><updated>2012-01-27T18:50:51.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventures of Tehya</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-4692048760589746273</id><published>2012-01-17T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T20:58:25.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vet trips!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We've had two trips to the vet in the last week!&amp;nbsp; Didn't take us long to break in the new year, did it!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I have not been one of the patients! Phew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Last week my brother, Franklin, had to have a lump taken off his leg.&amp;nbsp; That lump was that stoopid cancer stuff!&amp;nbsp; It wasn't bugging Franklin too much, but it was growing fast and it would be really hurty soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3YQAC3_k8Nc/TxZPGKNIXsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qpHpD891lBk/s1600/franker.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3YQAC3_k8Nc/TxZPGKNIXsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qpHpD891lBk/s320/franker.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Franklin is doing good after his surgery!&amp;nbsp; Our nice Dr. Candace thinks that she got all the cancer bugs!&amp;nbsp; The kind Franklin has usually doesn't spread but sometimes it comes back in the same spot.&amp;nbsp; I'll be keeping an eye out for any new lumps on my brofurr!&amp;nbsp; Franklin is kinda shy, but super nice to me, so I'll look out for him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today Mom got up to get ready for work. Alla us doggers went outside for a quick pee break, except Heyoka.&amp;nbsp; His back legs weren't working and he couldn't get up by himself!&amp;nbsp; Mom and Heyoka were waiting at the clinic when the staff unlocked the doors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XkSM-1lWwOE/TxZQSa1rx6I/AAAAAAAAAVk/ZPv2qaR48_M/s1600/heyok.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XkSM-1lWwOE/TxZQSa1rx6I/AAAAAAAAAVk/ZPv2qaR48_M/s320/heyok.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Turned out that Heyoka has a pinched nerve or something like that in his back.&amp;nbsp; He couldn't make his legs work and it was hurty.&amp;nbsp; He was grumpy until Dr. Candace gave him a bunch of medicine and poked him with some accupuncture needles!&amp;nbsp; That made Heyoka feel much better and he was allowed to come home! That made Mom feel much better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heyoka has to take some pills until&amp;nbsp;he feels better and doesn't have any troubles walking.&amp;nbsp; Right now he only stumbles if he moves too fast or tries to turn in a hurry!&amp;nbsp; Oh, and I'm not allowed to bug him, wrassle with him, or otherwise annoy him for awhile!&amp;nbsp; I annoy Heyoka alot usually but I will try to be good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sure glad both my brofurrs are home!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-4692048760589746273?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/4692048760589746273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=4692048760589746273&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4692048760589746273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4692048760589746273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2012/01/vet-trips.html' title='Vet trips!!!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3YQAC3_k8Nc/TxZPGKNIXsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qpHpD891lBk/s72-c/franker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-5718292236654049398</id><published>2012-01-08T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T21:28:34.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures and stuff...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Wooo Furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Mom finally put the pictures from New Year's Eve&amp;nbsp; on the computer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iZ1Uaz-16Rw/Twp4y2-JScI/AAAAAAAAAUk/WrEzDXlYEwo/s1600/party.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iZ1Uaz-16Rw/Twp4y2-JScI/AAAAAAAAAUk/WrEzDXlYEwo/s320/party.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We had a big party in our shop and lots of our friends came to visit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;My Uncle Charlie came over and we had a nice cuddle.&amp;nbsp; Uncle Charlie helped save my little life! I lived with him for a couple weeks before Mom said I could stay here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Psd1NMn4lI/Twp5HyWoDgI/AAAAAAAAAUs/qTrDSZ7m_6g/s1600/fireworkds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Psd1NMn4lI/Twp5HyWoDgI/AAAAAAAAAUs/qTrDSZ7m_6g/s320/fireworkds.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We had some fireworks. Lots of people were shooting those off!&amp;nbsp; Some of my packmates were very unhappy with that!&amp;nbsp; Mom had to give Anvik one of his summer-time valium pills! He takes those cuz he is terrified of thunder bangers!&amp;nbsp; I guess fireworks sound kinda like thunder!&amp;nbsp; I wasn't too scared, but I stayed in the house anyway...that's where all the other dogs were and Mom was handing out treats!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2BfmaPM-_4/Twp6DDRBx3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/ly5ENKynzjY/s1600/tehyarest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2BfmaPM-_4/Twp6DDRBx3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/ly5ENKynzjY/s320/tehyarest.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I was a tuckered out Babydog after all that socializing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eLA4OM7OojI/Twp5mGuRJuI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Ufs4kygQmxQ/s1600/groupchew.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eLA4OM7OojI/Twp5mGuRJuI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Ufs4kygQmxQ/s320/groupchew.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Today was fresh bone day at my house!&amp;nbsp; That's always a good day! We were all very well behaved and no one stole anyone else's bones!&amp;nbsp; We are awesome dogs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kbYilQuYdWs/Twp6TAk-DJI/AAAAAAAAAVM/m80lrVlmMkU/s1600/housefullmoon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kbYilQuYdWs/Twp6TAk-DJI/AAAAAAAAAVM/m80lrVlmMkU/s320/housefullmoon.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The moon is all big and shiny tonight!&amp;nbsp; Doesn't our house look cool in the moonlight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;That's my brother, Delta, getting in the picture too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Tehya, the babydog who is having a good new year so far!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-5718292236654049398?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/5718292236654049398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=5718292236654049398&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5718292236654049398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5718292236654049398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2012/01/pictures-and-stuff.html' title='Pictures and stuff...'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iZ1Uaz-16Rw/Twp4y2-JScI/AAAAAAAAAUk/WrEzDXlYEwo/s72-c/party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-5236117925038893666</id><published>2012-01-01T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T20:15:50.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year, Everyfur!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOO Furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I just wanted to wish you all a happy, happy new year!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;2011 wasn't too happy around here and we are all hoping that 2012 is much better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We hope you are all happy and healthy this year too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I have some pictures from our New Year's party, but Mom hasn't got them off her camera yet.&amp;nbsp; I was a partying fool babydog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Woooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Tehya, the babydog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-5236117925038893666?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/5236117925038893666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=5236117925038893666&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5236117925038893666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5236117925038893666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year-everyfur.html' title='Happy New Year, Everyfur!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-3652105604156072652</id><published>2011-12-10T22:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T22:43:36.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Sophia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sad wooos again furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Yesterday one of my kitty siblings went to the bridge.&amp;nbsp;Sophia was old and very sick.&amp;nbsp; She loved my Mom more than anything&amp;nbsp;in the world, except maybe Fancy Feast! That cat did like her squishy foodies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3mCZ36yVfTk/TuRQ9nXcoxI/AAAAAAAAAUc/BU4Dh36wEWA/s1600/sophsneer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3mCZ36yVfTk/TuRQ9nXcoxI/AAAAAAAAAUc/BU4Dh36wEWA/s320/sophsneer.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Sophia just couldn't fight all her troubles anymore.&amp;nbsp; Mom held her for hours and Sophia just drifted off.&amp;nbsp; She was in her most favourite spot, cuddled up against Mom's face.&amp;nbsp; If she had to go, I think that's a nice way for her to leave.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;It's been a very, very sad year around my house.&amp;nbsp; I hope we get a break for awhile.&amp;nbsp; Our hearts are getting too hurty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Woooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Tehya the Babydog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-3652105604156072652?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/3652105604156072652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=3652105604156072652&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3652105604156072652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3652105604156072652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2011/12/sweet-sophia.html' title='Sweet Sophia'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3mCZ36yVfTk/TuRQ9nXcoxI/AAAAAAAAAUc/BU4Dh36wEWA/s72-c/sophsneer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-3958374482556502534</id><published>2011-11-24T11:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T11:46:03.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My BIG sisfur</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Woooo furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We have lost another member of our family.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday my BIG sisfur, Kayleigh, went to the bridge.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0umoe05qM00/Ts6cXWQe9mI/AAAAAAAAAUM/f9zGtsFWnQs/s1600/kay.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0umoe05qM00/Ts6cXWQe9mI/AAAAAAAAAUM/f9zGtsFWnQs/s320/kay.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Kayleigh lived here long before me.&amp;nbsp;Mom brought her home in 2001, when&amp;nbsp;Kayleigh was just 2&amp;nbsp;and a half years old.&amp;nbsp;Mom says she was a tough girl!&amp;nbsp; Life wasn't too kind to Kayleigh when she was a babydog and she had some issues.&amp;nbsp; She did not like to share anything and she needed to have her own space.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't allowed in Kayleigh's pen.&amp;nbsp; Mom says I would have been a Kayleigh snack in no time!&amp;nbsp; I can be a bit much sometimes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Kayleigh loved humans as much as she didn't like other dogs!&amp;nbsp; She loved belly rubs, playing fetch and going swimming.&amp;nbsp; She weighed over 100 pounds!&amp;nbsp; I told you she was my BIG sisfur!&amp;nbsp; She still thought she should be a lap dog though!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-75NKHM0U_co/Ts6dkzD3eYI/AAAAAAAAAUU/hrV_0J4tOPI/s1600/backseatdriver.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-75NKHM0U_co/Ts6dkzD3eYI/AAAAAAAAAUU/hrV_0J4tOPI/s320/backseatdriver.jpg" width="317" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tuesday night Kayleigh got real sick and kinda collapsed.&amp;nbsp; Our Mom was away so our dogsitter rushed her to the vet.&amp;nbsp; Kayleigh seemed to perk up overnight, but in the morning she had a seizure and died.&amp;nbsp; Mom was on her way home then.&amp;nbsp; She wishes she had made it in time to say goodbye, but I think Kayleigh wanted it this way....she was a real independant kinda dogger.&amp;nbsp; Dr. Candace said Kayleigh had acute kidney failure.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Goodbye, Kayleigh. I will miss wooing at you through your fence.&amp;nbsp; Behave yourself in Heaven!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Sad woooos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Tehya, who is getting to be a lonely babydog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-3958374482556502534?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/3958374482556502534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=3958374482556502534&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3958374482556502534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3958374482556502534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-big-sisfur.html' title='My BIG sisfur'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0umoe05qM00/Ts6cXWQe9mI/AAAAAAAAAUM/f9zGtsFWnQs/s72-c/kay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-8427715241167606225</id><published>2011-09-30T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T10:20:28.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am FIVE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;WOOOOOOOOO Furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I am FIVE...a grown up Babydog!&amp;nbsp; Yesterday was my birthday!&amp;nbsp; Mom doesn't know what day I was really born on and I forget, but it was sometime in September.&amp;nbsp; September 29 is a sad day for my Mom's human family.&amp;nbsp; They had a tragedy on that day years ago.&amp;nbsp; She thought it would be nice to have something happy on that day too, so it's my birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mc1q3rD80JI/ToX55UV_eKI/AAAAAAAAAUI/8LMKTLSE-So/s1600/teytennnis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mc1q3rD80JI/ToX55UV_eKI/AAAAAAAAAUI/8LMKTLSE-So/s320/teytennnis.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I had a nice day...playing with my friends and getting extra treats.&amp;nbsp; I got some new squeaky tennis balls too.&amp;nbsp; I love those things!&amp;nbsp; And I got to sleep on the bed, even though my Dad is home right now.&amp;nbsp; Usually I gotta sleep on the floor when he's home cuz he's a bed hog!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Happy&amp;nbsp; birthday to me, happy birthday to me......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Wooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Tehya, growed up babydog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-8427715241167606225?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/8427715241167606225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=8427715241167606225&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8427715241167606225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8427715241167606225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-am-five.html' title='I am FIVE!!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mc1q3rD80JI/ToX55UV_eKI/AAAAAAAAAUI/8LMKTLSE-So/s72-c/teytennnis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-635742008506930858</id><published>2011-09-10T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T11:51:55.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some fun stuff...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Woooooooooooo Furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Thanks for all the kindness after I lost my brofur.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We miss Earle very much around here.&amp;nbsp; I have been snuggling lots with Mom to make her feel better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I thought I would post some fun stuff today!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We did have some fun this summer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Those kids that my mom loves so much came to visit us again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wMGSFrlKjBg/Tmuu3_5mPLI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PIdHFB-_UT8/s1600/sismath.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wMGSFrlKjBg/Tmuu3_5mPLI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PIdHFB-_UT8/s320/sismath.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Aren't they getting big?&amp;nbsp; Kids grow up so fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;All three of them stayed with us for a week or so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Their Mom and step-Dad came too, but they didn't stay at my house.&amp;nbsp; They brought a house on wheels that they pulled behind their truck! Their baby sister didn't come either...too little!&amp;nbsp; Maybe next summer I will get to meet Zoe too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-buDY5yXzYX4/TmuwOsyyl3I/AAAAAAAAAUA/PAOLsIOz4Xc/s1600/throwaway.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-buDY5yXzYX4/TmuwOsyyl3I/AAAAAAAAAUA/PAOLsIOz4Xc/s320/throwaway.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Our Dad even came home to see those kids!&amp;nbsp; They went to Haines, Alaska for a couple days.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r5hqnisZetE/Tmuw58ab71I/AAAAAAAAAUE/nzElX3KIPx4/s1600/bearjump.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r5hqnisZetE/Tmuw58ab71I/AAAAAAAAAUE/nzElX3KIPx4/s320/bearjump.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;There were bears everywhere in Haines!&amp;nbsp; This little dude was playing in the river!&amp;nbsp; I think he was supposed to be catching his dinner, but you know sometimes ya gotta play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qds_vHre3RE/TmuuvkjZUdI/AAAAAAAAAT4/SvA7ycm0kQU/s1600/nomitey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qds_vHre3RE/TmuuvkjZUdI/AAAAAAAAAT4/SvA7ycm0kQU/s320/nomitey.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;The oldest girl, Naomi, stayed with us for 10 extra days all by herself.  I took her for a walk and showed her around my neighbourhood!  I'm a good hostess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;It was nice having her here.&amp;nbsp;She's real quiet and super nice, especially to animals!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Extra hands for petting and opening doors are always a good thing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;BawwwHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Tehya, hostest with the mostest babydog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-635742008506930858?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/635742008506930858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=635742008506930858&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/635742008506930858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/635742008506930858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2011/09/some-fun-stuff.html' title='Some fun stuff...'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wMGSFrlKjBg/Tmuu3_5mPLI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PIdHFB-_UT8/s72-c/sismath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-9037041032333566485</id><published>2011-08-30T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T19:49:17.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My big brofur is gone....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sad wooos yet again, furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Yesterday my big brother, Earle, made his way to the Bridge.&amp;nbsp; He didn't seem sick or nothing until a couple days ago.&amp;nbsp; He got really sick really fast.&amp;nbsp; His liver had cancer in it; he had a stroke or something; he couldn't even eat his dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Our Dr. Candace said she couldn't fix him.&amp;nbsp; If any vet coulda fixed him, it would have been her!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There just wasn't anything that could help Earle have a good life again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J-9ybUEhaow/Tl2e4rgJ77I/AAAAAAAAATs/IadCdWsDqxY/s1600/earledeck.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J-9ybUEhaow/Tl2e4rgJ77I/AAAAAAAAATs/IadCdWsDqxY/s320/earledeck.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;And oh, what a good life it was.&amp;nbsp; Earle was lucky enough to be with my Mom since he was just a babydog!&amp;nbsp; He never had to be rescued.&amp;nbsp; No human ever did a bad thing to him.&amp;nbsp; All he ever knew was happiness and love.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8z0BHdi61fY/Tl2fm0MUHtI/AAAAAAAAATw/yriCD0n5Fjk/s1600/earlehelp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8z0BHdi61fY/Tl2fm0MUHtI/AAAAAAAAATw/yriCD0n5Fjk/s320/earlehelp.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;He was an uber-awesome big brofur.&amp;nbsp; Here he is showing me how to cross the scary creek bridge.&amp;nbsp; He taught me lotssa things and we had tons of fun together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GjQrxpeN7pA/Tl2gQi2EM1I/AAAAAAAAAT0/nyzOOlIX2lc/s1600/happyearle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GjQrxpeN7pA/Tl2gQi2EM1I/AAAAAAAAAT0/nyzOOlIX2lc/s320/happyearle.jpg" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mom says Earle was simply the best dog ever.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She and all of us will miss him very ,very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Godspeed Earle.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Thanks for being such a great brofur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Woooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Tehya, broken hearted babydog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-9037041032333566485?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/9037041032333566485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=9037041032333566485&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/9037041032333566485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/9037041032333566485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-big-brofur-is-gone.html' title='My big brofur is gone....'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J-9ybUEhaow/Tl2e4rgJ77I/AAAAAAAAATs/IadCdWsDqxY/s72-c/earledeck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-4373268070606577122</id><published>2011-07-15T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T22:51:23.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Kind of Adventuring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOO Furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Long time no wooooooooooo again!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Sorry 'bout that!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Me and Mom have been having lots of fun this summer.&amp;nbsp; We have been adventuring by bike!&amp;nbsp; Mac was Mom's biking buddy and she was missing him alot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;So she decided to take me biking!&amp;nbsp; Yuppers, I get tied to the bike!!!&amp;nbsp; Well, to this contrapation called a Springer. It keeps me from getting run over and I can't pull the bike over and make us crash! But I still get to run as fast as my little legs will go!&amp;nbsp; It's AWESOME FUN!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z1iJlk2HOm8/TiEiqAycR9I/AAAAAAAAATg/WMQJ9VaZQ1Q/s1600/running.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z1iJlk2HOm8/TiEiqAycR9I/AAAAAAAAATg/WMQJ9VaZQ1Q/s320/running.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;There have been some mean dogs in our neighbourhood.&amp;nbsp; They are not nice and their owners are kinda dumb about controlling them. Just cuz you are on a leash don't mean you are under control!!&amp;nbsp; Not when you are jumping and lunging and trying to bite dogs that are minding their own business!&amp;nbsp; That's another good thing about biking...if we see those dogs, we zip by them no problem!&amp;nbsp; When we get farther down the trail, Mom lets me off-leash. I'm a good girl....I come when I'm called and I would never beat up another dog.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I just like to play, not fight!&amp;nbsp; Fighting is no fun!!&amp;nbsp; Those other dogs could learn a thing or two from me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p8f0PxWPuxM/TiEit2uFQpI/AAAAAAAAATk/WMFkJcuki10/s1600/quarry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p8f0PxWPuxM/TiEit2uFQpI/AAAAAAAAATk/WMFkJcuki10/s320/quarry.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;We always go somewhere I can go swimming.&amp;nbsp; I had no idea there were so many swimming holes around here! This is big one!&amp;nbsp; It used to be a copper mine, now it's a giant hole full of water!&amp;nbsp; It's like my own pool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Biking is fun! Tell your humans to get a springer! A tired human is a good human!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Tehya, biking babydog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-4373268070606577122?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/4373268070606577122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=4373268070606577122&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4373268070606577122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4373268070606577122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-new-kind-of-adventuring.html' title='My New Kind of Adventuring!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z1iJlk2HOm8/TiEiqAycR9I/AAAAAAAAATg/WMQJ9VaZQ1Q/s72-c/running.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-907725490082225912</id><published>2011-05-07T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T19:13:40.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My brother is all better!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woooooooo furiends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little while ago, my humans went away again! Uncle Todd came and took care of us. We were good this time! No fighting, running away and no one got sick! Phew!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604156082724718738" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsYBolNq57M/TcX2Q-CmyJI/AAAAAAAAAS0/WRSKVvZH9xY/s400/bored.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 295px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My humans took Heyoka with them! Heyoka is my giant malamute brofurr. He's real nice...well, now he is, for a long time he was none too fond of l'il ol' me! Heyoka had something wrong in his throat. It made it very hard for him to breathe and hard for us to sleep, cuz he was really, really noisy. He just couldn't get enough air into his lungs! He couldn't really run and play anymore. It's hard to have energy when you can't get air! Our nice vet, Dr. Candace, couldn't fix Heyoka's throat. It needed a special vet with extra training and fancy equipment!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FzlK8JESQa4/TcX6DHjiriI/AAAAAAAAATU/b2fH_eUbbEw/s1600/neartok.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FzlK8JESQa4/TcX6DHjiriI/AAAAAAAAATU/b2fH_eUbbEw/s320/neartok.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dr. Candace referred Heyoka to a vet who had all that stuff, but his office is really far away in the United States of America! My humans loaded up the van and headed out on the Alaska Highway to Anchorage, Alaska! It's about 15 hours of driving to get there from our house! Mom says it's real pretty though. She took lottssa pictures!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QMipGwmXNlE/TcX2RirmEBI/AAAAAAAAATM/ebokxAtud0M/s1600/morebous.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604156092560314386" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QMipGwmXNlE/TcX2RirmEBI/AAAAAAAAATM/ebokxAtud0M/s400/morebous.jpg" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; display: block; height: 302px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 405px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;They saw lots of caribous!&amp;nbsp; I would like to see some caribous!&amp;nbsp; Maybe Mom will take me on a road trip sometime, although I'd rather not have to get sick first!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BKUaIDm4m0U/TcX6wyIPh_I/AAAAAAAAATY/YmuhTySMAG8/s1600/waiting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BKUaIDm4m0U/TcX6wyIPh_I/AAAAAAAAATY/YmuhTySMAG8/s320/waiting.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is Heyoka and my Dad waiting to meet Dr. Priddy.&amp;nbsp; Turned out he was a very nice doctor.&amp;nbsp; He thought he could help Heyoka and the next day he did surgery on Heyoka's throat!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Heyoka had something called larengyal paralysis...basically his throat didn't open right and not enough air could get to his lungs!&amp;nbsp; Dr. Priddy fixed that right up!&amp;nbsp; The extra good news is that the lumps and bumps in Heyoka's throat should go away now. They ain't nothing bad like cancer.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GtiGN8Gp7vw/TcX7dLEDGfI/AAAAAAAAATc/FSjkzrjZJ-c/s1600/prettyboy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GtiGN8Gp7vw/TcX7dLEDGfI/AAAAAAAAATc/FSjkzrjZJ-c/s320/prettyboy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heyoka has a big naked spot on his throat and a bunch of staples in his skin!&amp;nbsp; He ain't allowed to run and play too much for another week.&amp;nbsp; Mom has to give him soft foodies only, probably forever and he has his own bowls that are up higher, so he doesn't have to bend his neck to eat.&amp;nbsp; Heyoka doesn't make any noise when he breathes now!&amp;nbsp; All the air he needs gets to his lungs!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is a much happier dogger now!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are all happy too...we can sleep better knowing our brother is healthy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;and without his crazy snoring waking us up!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tehya, the healthy babydog who is looking forward to playing with her big brofurr!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-907725490082225912?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/907725490082225912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=907725490082225912&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/907725490082225912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/907725490082225912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-brother-is-all-better.html' title='My brother is all better!!!!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsYBolNq57M/TcX2Q-CmyJI/AAAAAAAAAS0/WRSKVvZH9xY/s72-c/bored.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-8584845109799278539</id><published>2011-03-24T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T20:55:55.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walkies at Wolf Creek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WOoooooooooooooooooooS Furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Last night me and Mom went for a big walk...just the two of us &amp;amp; we went somewhere I ain't never been before!...The Wolf Creek Campground; it's just a few minutes drive from our house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587855892476744178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xjmUOUKMC90/TYwNVBcmUfI/AAAAAAAAASU/SfcyKx-s85w/s400/teytrail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In the summer it's a really busy place full of tourists and campers. It's not so good for running around at that time of year, but it's great right now! We never saw one other person! We had the whole place to ourselves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587854930621106290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5nSZtMtWxq0/TYwMdCQWCHI/AAAAAAAAASE/Tdv0XowM-SM/s400/runningbaby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was one happy baby dog! The days are getting longer and warmer here, but we still lots and lots of snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587854918246771506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 354px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lyg7VR5oMLk/TYwMcUKEqzI/AAAAAAAAARs/91gPiw0nufg/s400/babysnow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In some places the snow was deeper than my legs are long and I had to do some bouncing! I suppose I coulda stayed on the trail, but that's not nearly as much fun as bouncing!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587856756408404306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 384px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PmhExTU--Ao/TYwOHT19SVI/AAAAAAAAASs/Gy0-GpatLrQ/s400/eatingsnow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's plenty of snow for snacking on! It's a good way to cool down! Running is hot and thirsty work!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587854934921112242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OoT05GBsgCQ/TYwMdSRi6rI/AAAAAAAAASM/OFsoDQ8Vb2E/s400/stopsign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We totally ignored that stop sign, woooooooooo!!! Mom says it wasn't for walking anyway, only so cars don't go down there in the summertime. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587854921617332322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GcCt5k6JK0c/TYwMcgtrWGI/AAAAAAAAAR0/obRASz_d6Qw/s400/view.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We checked out the view! Wolf Creek is real pretty and the trails go right over the the mighty Yukon River!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587855909471455106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zLoH9jUx6yY/TYwNWAwdB4I/AAAAAAAAASk/1BaQ8Z6iJrU/s400/grymot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the Yukon River. Pretty, right??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587855904464723762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 383px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p_s2ZlIP5bI/TYwNVuGwXzI/AAAAAAAAASc/ETVVH50XgCQ/s400/teyriv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought about going down the cliff to check out the River up close, but Mom freaked out. She yelled, "TEHYA NO" in her "i really mean it" voice. I bet all you doggers know that voice! I almost always listen to Mom, but I absolutely always listen when she uses the "I really mean it" voice. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then we walked some more, I chased some squirrels and some birds. Mom took more pictures and somehow we ended up back at our van!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587854928060808834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ybW_mMD7WwY/TYwMc4t6_oI/AAAAAAAAAR8/REtSVCp2mt4/s400/drive.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom wouldn't let me drive home! I am part Border Collie; I'm probably smart enough to drive! But I was kinda tired after all that fun! Mom says that was the whole point! A tired babydog is a good babydog!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tehya, who wants to go check out some more new places!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-8584845109799278539?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/8584845109799278539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=8584845109799278539&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8584845109799278539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8584845109799278539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2011/03/walkies-at-wolf-creek.html' title='Walkies at Wolf Creek'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xjmUOUKMC90/TYwNVBcmUfI/AAAAAAAAASU/SfcyKx-s85w/s72-c/teytrail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-2282616018081195980</id><published>2011-03-10T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T19:49:00.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good-bye Puff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sad woos again, furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tonight we are saying Goodbye to one of our feline family. Puff had lived here  for almost four years, she got here not too long after me! She was already a real old cat then. She had a nice owner, but he was old too and he couldn't take care of himself anymore. So Puff came to live here. My Mom is a bit of a sucker for old cats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582662827833988242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 389px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DyB2IZZree8/TXmaQ4HSlJI/AAAAAAAAARg/PqAXEMvBrSM/s400/puff%2Bstove.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tonight when Mom got home from work, she found Puff's body.  Puff had left on her own.  It didn't look like she was hurty or anything like that.  She just left.  She was almost 20 years old.  Her old body just couldn't keep going anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We hope that Puff and her first person have been reunited.  They will be so happy to be together again!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We will miss Puff.  She was quite a character...always mewing and stealing food!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Good-bye Puff; say hi to all the others for us.  We love and miss you all.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Soft woooos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tehya the sad babydog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-2282616018081195980?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/2282616018081195980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=2282616018081195980&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/2282616018081195980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/2282616018081195980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2011/03/good-bye-puff.html' title='Good-bye Puff'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DyB2IZZree8/TXmaQ4HSlJI/AAAAAAAAARg/PqAXEMvBrSM/s72-c/puff%2Bstove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-8793135106374482142</id><published>2011-03-05T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T14:29:24.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Me Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wooooo Furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here is that happier post I promised!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Last Saturday was the most horrible day ever; Mom says it was the worst day of her life; This Saturday we are celebrating one of the best days...the day I arrived here and made this my forever home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580724821870672674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7GXhNWsO5gc/TXK3qFTOeyI/AAAAAAAAARQ/hfvbNqrKoA8/s400/patches_pert_ears.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is what I looked like way back then! I was just six months old. Mom said I couldn't live here..cuz I was a puppy and a girl. Apparently both of those things were against the rules here! For a whole week my Mom said "nope, no way, no how, we can't take that puppy!" Silly Mom! Now she is very glad that she did take me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am glad too! I love living here! I got friends to play with; lots of room to run around; good foodies; toys and bones; nice warm beds to sleep in and I'm even allowed on the couch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580724825337381458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8TRGfinaSC4/TXK3qSNwQlI/AAAAAAAAARY/v502C50XIwo/s400/teychewing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This is what I look like now! Mom says I'm a pretty babydog! I'm all growned up, but I am still the Babydog! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy Me day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;PS: Me and Mom and alla my pack would like to say thanks to everyone who has been so kind to us over the last week. It has helped our broken hearts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-8793135106374482142?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/8793135106374482142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=8793135106374482142&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8793135106374482142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8793135106374482142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-me-day.html' title='Happy Me Day!!!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7GXhNWsO5gc/TXK3qFTOeyI/AAAAAAAAARQ/hfvbNqrKoA8/s72-c/patches_pert_ears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-6483177415747377900</id><published>2011-02-27T11:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T12:00:00.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So much sadnesss....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sad wooos, again, furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This blog is getting depressing! I promise to have a happier post soon, but for right now I gots one more sad one. This has been a most awful weekend around my house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578458386077623186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggVr3CU4UYw/TWqqWKB0o5I/AAAAAAAAARA/1KKEpa8PfBY/s400/banditnap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Friday night my brofur, Bandit, suddenly left us.  Bandit was getting older, but we wasn't ready for him to go yet.  He was still pretty healthy and a happy dogger.   A very bad thing happened to him that had nothing to do with him being an old dog.  He was a nice old boy, a bit grumpy with me when I bugged him, but nice.  He just grumbled alot; he never did nothing bad to nobody.  He had been here for a long time, one of the original pack that started this whole place.   We will miss him terribly.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578458390809751106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 349px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uFHgtyxHHPo/TWqqWbqDLkI/AAAAAAAAARI/BmRSiKc9RFc/s400/bros.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yesterday, my humans made the most awful, hardest choice ever.  They helped Mac &amp;amp; Ozzy on their way to the bridge.  They didn't want to and it broke their hearts, but they just had no choice.  Mac and Ozzy was littermates who had lived here for almost seven years.  Me and Mac was pretty good buddies. He liked to wrassle.  Ozzy liked to run and bark at everything.  Mom says that they was good boys most of the time, but something was wrong in their heads, something no one could fix.  We will miss them too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ain't never seen my Mom cry so much; even Dad has had leaky eyes alot.  Their hearts are very, very broken.  I'm doing my best to take care of them; Tehya kisses are good medicine!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good-bye my brofurs.  Be good and say hi to all the others there for us.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sad wooos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tehya, the sad babydog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-6483177415747377900?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/6483177415747377900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=6483177415747377900&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/6483177415747377900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/6483177415747377900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2011/02/so-much-sadnesss.html' title='So much sadnesss....'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggVr3CU4UYw/TWqqWKB0o5I/AAAAAAAAARA/1KKEpa8PfBY/s72-c/banditnap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-5722220858616664626</id><published>2011-01-26T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T18:15:42.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good-Bye Founder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sad woos, again, Furiends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Sunday our humans had to go away again. My Mom has a messed up wrist; she says we did it when we dragged her behind the dog sled a couple winters ago, we disagree, but she had have surgery on it! She had to go see a special doctor in Vancouver.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our friend, Uncle Todd, was taking care of us. He took care of us when the humans went to Costa Rica too and we were all really good!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday night, Uncle Todd, came home and found Founder laying in the snow and he wouldn't get up! So he called our Mom who told him what to do. Founder always was a drama king who liked to pretend he was really hurt when he wasn't!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uncle Todd got Founder in the house and settled on his favorite blanket. He called Mom and told her everything seemed to be fine, but it wasn't. A couple hours later, Founder died in his sleep! Poor Uncle Todd had to call our humans at 2am to tell them that...that could not have been fun!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom and Dad came home as soon as they could. They were very upset that they were not here when one of us needed them, but we know Founder knew he was loved and he was not alone. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad took Founder's body to our vet, the nice Dr. Candace. He was worried that someone had poisoned him or that he got into something that could hurt the rest of us. Mom was very worried that there had been a fight and Founder died from his injuries, even though his body didn't look like he had been fighting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dr. Candace found that Founder had a big tumour on his heart. It got so big that his heart couldn't beat anymore. Founder didn't suffer or feel any pain; he just slipped away. That makes all our hurty hearts feel a bit better. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566680712099406930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 344px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TUDSnTa0JFI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/qgzL_pwrlUw/s400/foundie.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Founder was a real nice dog. He was friends with everyone. He loved to get his butt scratched . He was always telling stories and yaking at the humans. He met everyone at the gate with a big WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. It's real quiet here without him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good-bye Founder. We will miss you. We love you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad wooos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tehya the babydog, who is tired of saying goodbye to her furiends. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-5722220858616664626?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/5722220858616664626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=5722220858616664626&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5722220858616664626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5722220858616664626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2011/01/good-bye-founder.html' title='Good-Bye Founder...'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TUDSnTa0JFI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/qgzL_pwrlUw/s72-c/foundie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-3893220008273470119</id><published>2010-12-16T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T22:08:09.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Mr. Phred...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sad wooos, furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my very bestest human friends has gone to the bridge. I never met Mr. Phred in real life, but sometime you don't have to meet someone face to face to love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Phred was my Mom's cyber friend for many years. He was always kind and helpful. He sent up lotssa prayers and vibes when one of us was sick or lost or Mom was just worrying as Mom's will do. He helped us when Delta was missing; when Mac got in a big bunch of trouble a couple years ago and he was one of the people who helped convince my Mom to keep me forever! I am forever grateful, Mr. Phred!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Phred's body just let him down. I bet his spirit still wanted to be here, but his body just couldn't stay anymore. He left for the Bridge yesterday afternoon. Oh, what a party they had up there last night!! Lots of critters loved Mr. Phred and he loved all creatures. He had many furiends waiting for him; his own pets and those of his many friends. Mr. Phred rescued more than a few animals in his life and helped so many more get to their forever homes. I know now he is hanging out with all those animals and I bet he got to take a few more with him...those ones who weren't lucky enough to a forever home in this life. Now they will have Mr. Phred to love them in heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will miss you, Phred. You always made my Mom laugh! Thanks for everything. You were truly a good person. The world needs more like you! I wish we had met in real life, but I'm glad we got know you in cyberland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will keep you in our hearts until we meet again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya and alla the Wandering Spirits residents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tehya, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-3893220008273470119?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/3893220008273470119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=3893220008273470119&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3893220008273470119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3893220008273470119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2010/12/goodbye-mr-phred.html' title='Goodbye Mr. Phred...'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-5234345128239857664</id><published>2010-11-04T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T21:34:32.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the heck????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Furiends&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is some oddness going on at my house!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are suitcases out and my Mom is putting stuff in them....&lt;br&gt;&lt;?br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stuff for both her and Dad!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What the heck?????&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This dude, Todd, has been coming over and playing with us for months.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tonight he fed us our dinner&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and he has "the book".....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;THE BOOK that my Mom made that explains how to take care of us!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What the heck?????&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom says they are going on vacation AGAIN!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom says we have to be good dogs for Todd!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sheeesh....I am always good, but &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Why do my humans need a vacation?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Silly Humans!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tehya the soon to be abandoned babydog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-5234345128239857664?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/5234345128239857664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=5234345128239857664&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5234345128239857664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5234345128239857664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-heck.html' title='What the heck????'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-3706755127935903010</id><published>2010-10-09T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T12:54:56.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Very sad day....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sad Wooo furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is a very sad day at my house today. Two of my pack have gone to the bridge at the same time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526134799067949426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 389px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TLDGUi9eqXI/AAAAAAAAAQg/W-1OJ80MAIM/s400/happysleet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My humans first Yukon dog, Queen Sleet. Sleet was real old, like over 16. Her body was just breaking down! She had lots of troubles getting up and moving; she mostly just slept. Mom says Sleet didn't have any quality of life anymore. Sleet has been here longer than just about all of us. It's gonna be real hard to get used to her not being here anymore! Sleet was real sweet and nice. She put up with my hooligan ways, as long as I didn't try to steal her rawhides!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526134804616045602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TLDGU3oP5CI/AAAAAAAAAQo/WysKTsTrVO4/s400/goldie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sisfur, Goldie, had to go today too. Goldie had bone cancer in her ribs. The tumor got so big that Goldie couldn't get comfy, no matter how much medicines Mom gave her. She was having trouble walking too and she couldn't even play with a tennis ball anymore. Goldie was real noisy. She was always wooing about something. It's awful quiet right now. Goldie had a special friend, Chase. She shared her pen with him. He's gonna be lonely now. I will take care of him for you, Goldie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my sisters. We will miss you so very much.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad wooos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tehya, the sad babydog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-3706755127935903010?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/3706755127935903010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=3706755127935903010&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3706755127935903010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3706755127935903010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2010/10/very-sad-day.html' title='Very sad day....'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TLDGUi9eqXI/AAAAAAAAAQg/W-1OJ80MAIM/s72-c/happysleet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-4818516018229314761</id><published>2010-10-01T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T18:51:05.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A buncha things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Furiends!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I gots a bunch of things to woo about tonight. It's been busy around my house!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's start with some very happy news!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523257040094940738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TKaNA7YIzkI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/yZrPXheg8ks/s400/teyball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am officially FOUR! My real birthday got lost in the chaos of my first few months on this planet, but I was six months old or so when I got here so my Mom figured my birthday was in late September. We celebrated with some salmon fillets for dinner, moose bones for chewing and tennis balls for playing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;I am a growed up Babydog now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;All our snow went away, which ain't so happy, but it will be back soon enough! We are enjoying the cool weather anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523257045260813170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TKaNBOnxw3I/AAAAAAAAAQY/OyZ3wb5wfbs/s400/happyk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is my sisfur, Kayleigh. She is a 12 year old malamutt. I ain't never met Kayleigh without a fence in between us. Mom says Kayleigh might think I'm a squeaky toy and chew on me! YIKES! But she is nice to me through the fence. She has been really sick. Mom actually thinked she was dying a couple weeks ago, but then she got better for no reason, just like she got sick for no reason! Dr. Helen has run all sorts of tests on Kayleigh and we still don't know what's wrong with her! We ruled out some really bad stuff though so that is good! Kayleigh is eating and playing again, but she has the shivers and she can't hold her pee in. Mom got some medicines today to try, just to see if it will help her. Kayleigh could probably use some good vibes!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And some even sadder news....my very first dogger friend went to the bridge yesterday. Reilly lived with the nice people who rescued me from that pound place where they were gonna kill me! He was an old dog then and he didn't really appreciate my puppy energy. I guess I was a bit annoying to him, but he shared his home, foodies and family with me until his people convinced my Mom to let me live here. I will always be grateful to Reilly for that kindness. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Godspeed, Reilly, you were truly a good dog. I will keep an eye on your special human for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tehya, the busy babydog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-4818516018229314761?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/4818516018229314761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=4818516018229314761&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4818516018229314761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4818516018229314761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2010/10/buncha-things.html' title='A buncha things'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TKaNA7YIzkI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/yZrPXheg8ks/s72-c/teyball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-3123576163846284072</id><published>2010-09-25T17:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T17:20:21.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, it's winter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521008734156374722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TJ6QMTE4QsI/AAAAAAAAAPw/eMLWk_F_-5o/s400/marylakecomm.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Just a few days ago, it looked like this on our road!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It was nice and sunny and full of pretty colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521008738427351650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TJ6QMi_KMmI/AAAAAAAAAP4/N2zT8EvMino/s400/yardsept24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now it looks like this in our yard! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Winter came back early!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We got SIX inches of snow yesterday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521009881227018098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TJ6RPEP1P3I/AAAAAAAAAQI/1_bNjsUjhKY/s400/welcome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Us husky doggers are pretty happy about this, except Sleet the Ancient, who is disgusted! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mom is not so happy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;She still has a whole bunch of stuff she was supposed to do before winter! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Guess she will be doing her chores in her winter gear now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;WOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tehya, the snow lovin' babydog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-3123576163846284072?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/3123576163846284072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=3123576163846284072&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3123576163846284072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3123576163846284072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2010/09/hey-its-winter.html' title='Hey, it&apos;s winter!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TJ6QMTE4QsI/AAAAAAAAAPw/eMLWk_F_-5o/s72-c/marylakecomm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-8601695728556902986</id><published>2010-09-18T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T10:38:36.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cranberry Picking Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WOOOOOO Furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A couple weeks ago, me and my Mom went cranberry picking. We go every fall and Mom uses the berries to make all sorts of yummy stuff. I sampled a cranberry muffin and it was delicious!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518306644240584802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TJT2p9ujUGI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Sws8fC66_X0/s400/cranberries.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These are what we were looking for, low bush cranberries. They grow on the ground in the forest near my house. This year was a good cranberry year; we had lots of rain and just enough hot weather for the berries! We didn't have any trouble finding berries this year. There were tons of them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518306646823989730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TJT2qHWe8eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vmTUD5p-dsc/s400/watching.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was supposed to be on bear alert. Bears really really really really like cranberries!!! But there was so much fun stuff to do in the forest, like chasing squirrels!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518306652942875090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 346px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TJT2qeJVudI/AAAAAAAAAPo/YDaH-wXHkqw/s400/rolling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And rolling in stinky stuff! I think it was old bear poop! Mom says I am useless as a bear dog! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518306632365500530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TJT2pRfT6HI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/C9Jq6vKdrGM/s400/daisy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess that's why Daisy got to come. She is a good bear alert dog. She likes to stay close to Mom and watch everything. Fortunately, no bears came to our cranberry patches that day! Daisy only barked at a labby dog who came running by with her human! Mom didn't really need protecting from a lab dog, but Daisy is good at letting Mom know something is coming! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am good at enjoying myself in the trees! HaROOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tehya, the fun babydog!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-8601695728556902986?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/8601695728556902986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=8601695728556902986&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8601695728556902986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8601695728556902986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2010/09/cranberry-picking-fun.html' title='Cranberry Picking Fun'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TJT2p9ujUGI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Sws8fC66_X0/s72-c/cranberries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-5990981509574593987</id><published>2010-08-03T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T20:16:23.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to mess with your human</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wooooooooooooo Furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tonight's lesson is how to mess with your human!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Step 1: When she brings you dinner, start doing the Horka Dance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Step 2: Act like you don't want to eat, look pathetic. It's very effective if you can make some gagging noises too!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Step 3: When the human lets you out of your pen, race to the house, like you just gotta get inside right this minute!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Step 4: Let the human fawn over you for a few minutes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Step 5: Wolf down your dinner like you ain't seen food in three weeks!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;The reason this is so effective is that the human will be very relieved to see you eat and you will not get in trouble for tricking her! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501386515628438930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TFjZ42woNZI/AAAAAAAAAO4/kfo25YXVf7Q/s400/teysmile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEEEEE HEEEEEE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tehya the tricker babydog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-5990981509574593987?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/5990981509574593987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=5990981509574593987&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5990981509574593987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5990981509574593987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-to-mess-with-your-human.html' title='How to mess with your human'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TFjZ42woNZI/AAAAAAAAAO4/kfo25YXVf7Q/s72-c/teysmile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-2790780961218203332</id><published>2010-06-27T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T22:34:29.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new swimming hole</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;WOoooo Furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After all our bad excitement yesterday, Mom decided to take us to do something fun today. Me and Pacer and Anvik got to go for a extra long hike!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487691090312361618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TCgx-Lsk9pI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zNb26la6-gw/s400/quarryview.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We started out the same way we always go, but then we turned a new way! We climbed a giant hill and followed this road.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487691113518303730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 383px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TCgx_iJTifI/AAAAAAAAAOw/6crJvQsBC5o/s400/wolfcr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We went past the creek I sometimes go swimming in. It is really, really fast in this spot. Mom wouldn't let us go in there! We were disappointed cuz we were thristy and I wanted to go swimming!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487691095938621138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TCgx-gp-3tI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ztMwuiG5IyM/s400/quarry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then we came around a corner and HOLY MOLEY, a new swimming hole! It looks like a little lake, but Mom says it used to be part of a copper mine. The mine went away but they left this big hole behind and it got filled with water. Mom says there are a couple more quarries that I ain't been to yet too!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487691104796449346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 355px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TCgx_Bp2mkI/AAAAAAAAAOo/QJEaDu5jpos/s400/tehyaquarry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was a great swimming hole! I had lots of fun playing in the water.   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would like to go back to that quarry place!&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;Mom says she has even been swimming in there when was really hot out.  I think she should come in with me next time!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tehya, water loving babydog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-2790780961218203332?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/2790780961218203332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=2790780961218203332&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/2790780961218203332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/2790780961218203332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-swimming-hole.html' title='A new swimming hole'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TCgx-Lsk9pI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zNb26la6-gw/s72-c/quarryview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-4612825785393686338</id><published>2010-06-26T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T11:04:43.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pokie things!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOO Furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We had a calamity here in the wee hours of the morning! Some of us were napping away in the house. I was keeping Mom's feet warm. That's my job at night. Suddenly there was a whole bunch of noise out in the yard. Mom jumped outta bed and went running outside to see what all the commotion was about. Sometimes it means something cool like a moose or a bear is cruising by our fence, but it was not something cool this time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487141805170435554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TCY-ZlFhJeI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/zK5GXtvXVko/s400/Ld_porcupine.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was one of these rotten pokie critters! A porcupine! The worst part was it got through our fence somehow!!! It was right in our yard!! In my pen!! Thank goodness I wasn't out there! I don't want no pokie things in my nose! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My buddy, Reggae, was out there though. He don't like sleeping in the house. He came over to Mom and his face was full of quills. Ow, ow, owwwww, poor Reggae. Mom has been working really hard to get Reggae to trust her. He is kinda shy and skeered sometimes. He must know that Mom was trying to help him though cuz he let her catch him and take him to the shop. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom says Reggae was the very bestest patient ever. He let her pull all those pokie hurty quills out of his face and he didn't even yelp! Then he had some medicines and Mom put him Kayleigh's crate to have a little nap. Obviously Kayleigh wasn't in there or we would have had another calamity!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487140473867614498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TCY9MFmMOSI/AAAAAAAAAOI/q-WXL6GsTRA/s400/regs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reggae is feeling better this morning and back to his smiley self. (This picture is from a couple weeks ago,but you can see his nice smile!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom feels very bad that Reggae got hurt where he should be the safest... in his own pen! We aren't allowed in our pen for a few days. Mom has to make sure it is porcupine free first! I wouldn't want to be that porkie if my Mom finds it; she is some kind of mad at it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tehya, who don't like porcupines babydog!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-4612825785393686338?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/4612825785393686338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=4612825785393686338&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4612825785393686338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4612825785393686338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2010/06/pokie-things.html' title='Pokie things!!!!!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TCY-ZlFhJeI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/zK5GXtvXVko/s72-c/Ld_porcupine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-2857866142084160494</id><published>2010-06-08T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T19:58:02.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noms and Foodies Galore!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;WOoooooo Furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been a bit under the weather lately. That's why I haven't posted for a bit. I haven't told Mom exactly what was wrong with me, but I was just laying around, all blah and I wouldn't eat my foodies. Mighta had something to do with piece of rotting fish I found in a hole Reggae dug a few months ago!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom was quite worried since as you know, I am a life of the party kind of girl, not a wallflower! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I have got my energy back and my appetites! I am wolfing down the foodies again. Good thing to cuz we gots lotssa eating to do!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Monday, I went for a truck ride with my Mom. We went to this place that sells dogger foodies and look what we picked up!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480972419884120082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TBBTYF7n-BI/AAAAAAAAAN4/3fCVJuim1sk/s400/kibble.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A big ol' bunch o' foodies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480972431959518866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TBBTYy6n7pI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cSsrUs1wBDE/s400/dogfood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And then my Dad got out the scary saw thing and he cut up a whole bunch of meat for us! We get the meat from our friend who is a butcher dude. It is all scraps and bones and stuff that humans don't want for some reason! Mostly it is moose meat and it is yummy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It takes alot of foodies to feed this many doggers!  I think we are set for the summer now! Nom, nom, nommmmmmm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woooooooooooos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tehya, the well fed babydog!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-2857866142084160494?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/2857866142084160494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=2857866142084160494&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/2857866142084160494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/2857866142084160494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2010/06/noms-and-foodies-galore.html' title='Noms and Foodies Galore!!!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TBBTYF7n-BI/AAAAAAAAAN4/3fCVJuim1sk/s72-c/kibble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-2682017948712953796</id><published>2010-05-29T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T16:46:36.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Play Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wooo Furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few days ago, I went on a play date. I got to go for a big walk with three of my friends, Abbey, Lucky and Popeye, and my human friend, Ms. Michelle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476838568007747730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TAGjqPpCyJI/AAAAAAAAANY/YgZAczNgrQY/s400/abbey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This is Abbey. Cute, ain't she? She's a real nice girl. She's getting older and she moves real slow, but she still likes to come for long walks. I just have to remember not to wrassle with her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476838593791873266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TAGjrvsdUPI/AAAAAAAAANw/qsG-yd6JiKg/s400/teyswamp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We went swimming together instead of wrassling. Abbey likes to just stand in the icy cold water! Mom was not impressed that I went in this swamp, but a girl's gotta cool off when she can in the summer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476838576545762370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TAGjqvcqjEI/AAAAAAAAANg/Gvulq_eNDqI/s400/lucky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is Lucky. A few months ago, he almost went to the Bridge! His back legs stopped working and no one could figure out why. He has a little hitch in hims gitalong now, but he is doing way, way better! He likes my Mom cuz she always has treats in her pockets when we go for walks!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476838586391987186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 377px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TAGjrUIMA_I/AAAAAAAAANo/DXFRV1Fg18w/s400/popeye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is Popeye. I'm pretty sure he related to my brofur, Pacer. They sure look alike! Popeye and I used to be very good friends, but I am a bit miffed at him right now. We were getting along just fine on our walk, playing and chasing each other. Then when we got to his house, after we had treats and stuff, he bit me! FOR NO REASON! All of the sudden he just jumped me. He made my ear bleed! My Mom was not happy with him, neither was his mom! He got in a lot of trouble for that. Lucky for him, I am a nice girl and I didn't bite him back! I might even play with him again if he doesn't act like a jerk!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tehya, who's ear is just fine now!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-2682017948712953796?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/2682017948712953796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=2682017948712953796&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/2682017948712953796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/2682017948712953796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2010/05/play-date.html' title='Play Date'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/TAGjqPpCyJI/AAAAAAAAANY/YgZAczNgrQY/s72-c/abbey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-2586637963848202823</id><published>2010-05-08T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T20:28:42.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My totally awesome day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wooo Furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have had a totally awesome day!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469101471304605122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 357px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S-Ymz8WtXcI/AAAAAAAAAM4/E_k6cuijsvY/s400/teywalkies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It started out just regular--hanging out with my pack, watching Mom do her chores, chewing on Anvik...pretty much what I do every Saturday morning!  Then Mom asked if I wanted to go for a car ride! I am always up for a car ride &amp;amp; the vet clinic isn't even open today so I was pretty sure it wasn't a trick!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469101480698389202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S-Ym0fWXItI/AAAAAAAAANA/N0wk8gkcXP0/s400/teycarride.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I LOVE car rides.  They are so relaxing!  I like to stretch out across the front seat and use Mom's stuff as a pillow.  It's easier for her to scratch my ears like that too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We went to town and got some cat litter.  That means we had to go to two different stores; cuz my cats are weird and they don't all like the same kind of stuff in their litterboxes!  At one of those stores, some kids were having a BBQ.  They were selling hamburgers to raise money for something!  Mom was really hungry from doing all her chores earlier so she decided to get a burger.  She got one for ME too!  I didn't get a bun, just yummy, yummy meat!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469101482128345570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S-Ym0krSieI/AAAAAAAAANI/MuvIsf9oJv4/s400/cmon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On our way home, we decided we should burn off some of those calories and we stopped for a walk!  Just me and Mom out walking around.  I hardly ever get Mom all to myself!  We went to the creek, I went swimming, chased squirrels and had a couple milk bone chicken treats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;For dinner I got to have a chunk o' moose meat and a bone!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Best Day EVER!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Wooooooooooooooooo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tehya, the spoiled, happy babydog!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-2586637963848202823?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/2586637963848202823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=2586637963848202823&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/2586637963848202823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/2586637963848202823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-totally-awesome-day.html' title='My totally awesome day'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S-Ymz8WtXcI/AAAAAAAAAM4/E_k6cuijsvY/s72-c/teywalkies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-4703744774572407467</id><published>2010-05-02T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T22:53:25.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Polar Bear Puppy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WOOOOOOOo Furiends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today I pretended to be a polar bear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466916338731791298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S95jcfLjM8I/AAAAAAAAAMY/A0oaCAkCCx8/s400/iceswim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at me swimming out to the ice, just like a polar bear!! I love swimming! Most of the lake by my house is still covered in ice, but there is a little swimming hole open now!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466916353369551698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 363px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S95jdVtds1I/AAAAAAAAAMo/WDUzUnb4G50/s400/dasiyswim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daisy came swimming with me. Daisy is a mega-water dog! Good thing she likes to swim otherwise I would have to go by myself most of the time; Most of my husky pack don't much like swimming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466916361166299074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 374px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S95jdywWn8I/AAAAAAAAAMw/VQ301_wLpsU/s400/bookends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;See how dry Anvik is! He barely even got his paws wet today! He's a water wussy! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tehya, polar bear copying babydog!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-4703744774572407467?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/4703744774572407467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=4703744774572407467&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4703744774572407467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4703744774572407467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2010/05/polar-bear-puppy.html' title='Polar Bear Puppy'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S95jcfLjM8I/AAAAAAAAAMY/A0oaCAkCCx8/s72-c/iceswim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-807099809813220820</id><published>2010-04-19T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T15:10:21.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wooo Furiends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry I haven't woooed anything for awhile. Spring is just so boring! There hasn't been anything good to woo about!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461972685809722802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S8zTOA6TJbI/AAAAAAAAAMA/_90iRqazKYU/s400/teynap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is pretty much what I think of spring...so boring ya might as well sleep through it!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461972692804849234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 372px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S8zTOa-ETlI/AAAAAAAAAMI/YYcpLCJX2HE/s400/littlepack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today Mom decided we needed some exercise.  We had way more fun than Mom did.  Mom does not like mud and muck and slipping around on the leftover snow!  I think all those things are kinda fun!  Me and Earle and Hobo had a fantabulous time!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461972695172292018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S8zTOjygnbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/a9KVq8HMFUE/s400/mudwrassling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We even did some mud wrassling!  Ever notice how the most fun things in life require getting really dirty!!??  Mom says I might have to sleep outside tonight!  I am filthy!!  That's how you know it was a good walk; you come home filthy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wooos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tehya the dirty Babydog!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-807099809813220820?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/807099809813220820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=807099809813220820&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/807099809813220820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/807099809813220820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-is-boring.html' title='Spring is boring'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S8zTOA6TJbI/AAAAAAAAAMA/_90iRqazKYU/s72-c/teynap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-8659975472174142625</id><published>2010-03-24T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T20:18:58.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Woooo Furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look!!! Daisy has a twin!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S6rTOL02p6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/_VN2zFfTa9I/s1600/twinds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452402539531511714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S6rTOL02p6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/_VN2zFfTa9I/s400/twinds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That's Daisy in front and her twin, Ruffy, behind her. They even have the same little hitch in their git-along! They gotta be twins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wooooooos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tehya, the one of a kind babydog!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: Ruffy does not live here or with Daisy. He lives with my Mom's very good friend, Miss Michelle.  She saved him from a very bad life!  Now Ruffy has a really nice home with Miss Michelle and is a very much loved dogger, like we all should be! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-8659975472174142625?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/8659975472174142625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=8659975472174142625&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8659975472174142625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8659975472174142625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2010/03/twins.html' title='Twins!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S6rTOL02p6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/_VN2zFfTa9I/s72-c/twinds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-4597667420702799188</id><published>2010-03-14T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T15:50:05.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Partyin' Babydog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOOOOO furiends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we had a big party at my house. One of my human friends was turning old! Oh I mean 40 which my Mom says ain't old in human years! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A buncha people came over; Mom made a bunch of treats and foodies, even cake! She was worried that someone would feed Earle some human food though and that might make him sick again. So we made a sign that said don't feed the dogs human foodies. Then she put out some yummy doggie treats that we are all allowed to have...so even us doggers got to have treats and snacks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448623054733006754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S51lzNxdV6I/AAAAAAAAALw/ccInWW-ojmU/s400/tehyaband.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best of all, we had a live band!!! Some of my pack didn't like all that noise, but I thought it was fun! I was right in the middle of everything...my favorite place to be!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tired wooooooooooooooos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tehya the party animal babydog!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-4597667420702799188?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/4597667420702799188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=4597667420702799188&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4597667420702799188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4597667420702799188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2010/03/partyin-babydog.html' title='Partyin&apos; Babydog'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S51lzNxdV6I/AAAAAAAAALw/ccInWW-ojmU/s72-c/tehyaband.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-7109611225449884872</id><published>2010-03-01T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T13:45:56.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A happy post...Making new Furiends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wooooooooooooo Furiends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeserday was a bit of a bummer post, but today I have much happier things to talk about. This morning, I got to make two new furiends. My Mom and her friend, Miss Michelle, introduced me to two doggers, Trag and Indy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443782231294092562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S4wzGNLeJRI/AAAAAAAAALg/ahcIy7e-Mn0/s400/trag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is Trag. He is an older fella and he don't put up with any hooliganism! He did try to wrassle with me a little bit, but mostly he just stayed on his leash and hung out with humans. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443781996256770290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 385px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S4wy4hmNOPI/AAAAAAAAALQ/1-rkuuq8RV4/s400/indy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is Indy. He's just a youngster like me! Our walk was really more for Indy's benefit than Trag's. Indy needed to burn off some energy! We had lots of fun. Indy is a bit shy with people, but he ain't afraid of other dogs. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indy and Trag's have a very nice human family. They live just down the road from my house. They have a Mom &amp;amp; a Dad &amp;amp; a little human boy. Soon they will have another little human, but that human puppy keeps trying to be born too soon! So Indy &amp;amp; Trag's family got on a plane and went to a special hospital in the South where they can keep that baby in until he is big enough to come out! Someone is helping take care of the dogs and their house and stuff, but the dogs is very confused and not getting all the exercise they are used to. That's where I come in!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443781985541934658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S4wy35rlzkI/AAAAAAAAALA/DccbT_xAYNU/s400/biteyface.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing like a good game of bitey face to burn off some energy and reduce your stress levels!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443782006495755842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S4wy5HvXvkI/AAAAAAAAALY/VyxqzuLhEWY/s400/michtrag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's Miss Michelle, Trag and Daisy. Cuz really, did you think we got out of our yard without Daisy? Heck no!! We are gonna send this picture to Trag's humans so they will be able to see that he is okey dokey and fine! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It could be awhile before Trag and Indy's human family is home again so I am gonna have some play dates with them! I love play dates! You can never have too many friends!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tehya, the bitey face champion babydog!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-7109611225449884872?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/7109611225449884872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=7109611225449884872&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/7109611225449884872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/7109611225449884872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-postmaking-new-furiends.html' title='A happy post...Making new Furiends'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S4wzGNLeJRI/AAAAAAAAALg/ahcIy7e-Mn0/s72-c/trag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-7906806424535152657</id><published>2010-02-28T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T14:46:02.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rememberance and thank you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Wooooo Furiends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today I would like to pay tribute to a dogger I never knew.  His name was Hoodoo and he was my brofurr, Earle's littermate.  I never knew Hoodoo cuz he lived here long before I was even born and he died very young.  In fact he died six years ago today, sort of. He died on February 29, 2004, but there is no February 29 this year!  Mom says Hoodoo was a trickster and he probably thinks that's a bit funny!   Hoodoo was a happy, healthy dogger.  Mom didn't know anything was wrong with him until he had a huge stroke in the middle of the night.  Our Dr. Rick couldn't do nothing to save Hoodoo.  He was just four and a half years old when he went to the bridge.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443423901157851042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S4rtMpZif6I/AAAAAAAAAK4/wud13rdsKmE/s400/last+pic+feb28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Handsome, wasn't he? This is the last picture Mom ever got to take of Hoodoo, just a couple days before he had to go.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoodoo was my humans very first rescue dog.  They got him when he was nine months old.  He didn't know his name, how to sit, nothing.  All Hoodoo knew was being tied up and ignored.  What a sad life for a puppy!  I can kinda relate...when I got picked up by the dog cops I was dragging a rope that I chewed right through!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;When my humans moved to the Yukon, they brought Hoodoo with them!  Hoodoo had a happy life from then on.  He was a silly dog, who liked to play tricks, dig holes and run around. He liked to snuggle with Mom and was a better couch dog than a sled dog!  He made my Mom laugh all the time.  She really misses him even after all these years. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm sorry I never got to meet Hoodoo.  I am sure we would have been good buddies!  But I am glad Hoodoo came here. He showed my humans what good dogs rescued dogs can be!  He taught them about how we forgive and try again, don't hold grudges about the bad things that happened to us before and how happy we are to get a chance to have a nice, safe home.  A whole lotta dogs, including me, have benefitted from what Hoodoo taught my humans!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thanks, Hoodoo! You are missed and loved around here!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soft woooooos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tehya, the rescued babydog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-7906806424535152657?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/7906806424535152657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=7906806424535152657&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/7906806424535152657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/7906806424535152657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2010/02/rememberance-and-thank-you.html' title='A Rememberance and thank you...'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S4rtMpZif6I/AAAAAAAAAK4/wud13rdsKmE/s72-c/last+pic+feb28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-5461062261324677025</id><published>2010-02-23T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T18:24:03.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earle is home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOoooo Furiends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks for all your woos, prayers and vibes. Earle got to come home on Sunday night. He&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;still wasn't eating, but the vet thought maybe he would be hungrier at home. Earle didn't eat that night, but Monday morning he ate a bit of breakfast. Mainly cuz Founder tried to steal it, but whatever, at least he ate something!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441628931710728626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S4SMrrIbObI/AAAAAAAAAKw/DmhPEikDgTE/s400/earlehome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today he is actually hungry! He ate his breakfast and his whole dinner! He has to eat special foodies, maybe forever, but he seems to like them when he don't feel like puking!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;Earle was very happy to home and we were all very excited to see him. We took turns licking his ears and snuggling with him! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thanks for thinking of us while Earle was so sick. Me, my Mom and alla my packmates really appreciate it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOOOOOOOOOs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tehya, the relieved little sisfur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-5461062261324677025?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/5461062261324677025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=5461062261324677025&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5461062261324677025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5461062261324677025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2010/02/earle-is-home.html' title='Earle is home!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S4SMrrIbObI/AAAAAAAAAKw/DmhPEikDgTE/s72-c/earlehome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-1103849127325622207</id><published>2010-02-20T14:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T14:39:44.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now we need some EAT Earle vibes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wooo Furiends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you so very much for all the prayers and vibes for my brofur, Earle. He is getting better. He will stand up now and he is looking happier, but he still won't eat!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S4Biyvmfh6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/6ODNf1dknoQ/s1600-h/staying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440456973774456738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S4Biyvmfh6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/6ODNf1dknoQ/s400/staying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Earle has to stay in that kennel at the vet until he eats! The nice vet people have been offering some foodies every few hours, but Earle just sniffs it. Mom tried hand feeding, taking him out for a snack in the parking lot...nothing! That dog just won't eat. That means his tummy is still not right! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;Once he eats, he will be allowed to come home! So we need some EAT Earle vibes! We are really missing Earle! He must be getting hungry..he hasn't eaten nothing since Monday night!! I would be freaking out if I hadn't had any food for over five days! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks everyfur!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tehya, the still worried babydog!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-1103849127325622207?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/1103849127325622207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=1103849127325622207&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/1103849127325622207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/1103849127325622207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2010/02/now-we-need-some-eat-earle-vibes.html' title='Now we need some EAT Earle vibes!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S4Biyvmfh6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/6ODNf1dknoQ/s72-c/staying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-9122664909738751802</id><published>2010-02-17T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:08:10.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My brofur needs some prayers!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOOOOO Furiends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a bit of an emergency around here! My brother, Earle, is really, really sick! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439427741962463842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S3y6tkUT6mI/AAAAAAAAAKY/jqE3w3EkMkQ/s400/trailteam.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;On Monday he was just fine! He even went for a big walk with Mom, Daisy and Hobo! See, he don't look sick there, does he? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday morning, he puked a couple times and by the evening, he was one sick puppy!Something inside him called a pancreas is all inflammed and it's making him sick! He can't stop puking and he is really hurty!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mom took him to the vet his morning and our nice new vet, Dr. McCann, is taking good care of him! Earle is getting fluids through a needle stuck in his paw! Plus he is getting lots of stop-the-hurts medicine and some stuff to make him stop puking! He can't have any food for a couple days. His tummy has to rest! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439427737162813426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S3y6tSb_D_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Fq4-J8qCvaM/s400/earleclinic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Worst of all, Earle can't come home!! If we are real lucky and everything goes good, he might get to come home for the weekend! Mom took this picture tonight when she went to visit Earle. That little kennel is gonna be Earle's home for a few days! He had just had a bunch of no-hurts medicine so he looks happier than he really is! Mostly he won't even lift his head up right now!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Earle is a real good big brother! He helps me all the time; he is tons of fun and super nice. Everyone loves Earle and he loves everyone. No one ever ever fights with Earle or even gets grouchy with him. We really need Earle to come home and be his happy self again. Our pack just ain't the same with out him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Worried Woooooos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tehya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-9122664909738751802?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/9122664909738751802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=9122664909738751802&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/9122664909738751802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/9122664909738751802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-brofur-needs-some-prayers.html' title='My brofur needs some prayers!!!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S3y6tkUT6mI/AAAAAAAAAKY/jqE3w3EkMkQ/s72-c/trailteam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-3925547726276043949</id><published>2010-01-25T18:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:37:34.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wooooooooooooo Furiends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Long time, no wooo! Sorry 'bout that, but I finally have something exciting to paw to y'all!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430869144267252402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S15StnWt4rI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/h2gV2D4kDi8/s400/firstrun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I finally got to be a sled dog again! We didn't have enough snow to run til last week...My Mom is a bit of a wuss about stopping! She won't get our sled out until there is enough snow for the snowhook thingys to hold us in place. Where's the fun in that!? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyhoo we got a bunch o'snow about 10 days ago. Mom tried to take us once before, but it was a giant gong-show and we ended up staying home! Today we finally got out of the yard! Check me out.....I'm LEADING!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yuppers, I am a lead dog now, alla the time. Mom had to give me a refresher on that whole "no chewing on the dog beside you" thing! I can play and run at the same time, but apparently some dogs can't do two things at once! It didn't take me long to remember and then we were zipping down the trail!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430869155284532050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S15SuQZcO1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/nVnH5Plt0q8/s400/leaderdoggs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I started out beside Sundin not Anvik, but he doesn't really like to lead. Reggae wouldn't let Mom catch him today; he gets like that sometimes! So Mom and Sundin made a deal that he would lead half-way and then Mom would put him in swing.  Swing is the spot right behind the leaders.  She just wanted to make sure we got down the trail smoothly to start! Sundin is a real good leader; he knows all the commands and everything, but he just don't like it up there. Anvik pretty much likes to run anywhere. He don't care about position; he just likes to run and most especially he like it when Mom says "GOOD BOY, ANVIK"...that suck up will do anything for Mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430869149574480066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S15St7IDwMI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/BQ8EbkT7Wcs/s400/teyhapostrun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love to lead! It's awesome fun being up front!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a full moon this week. We like going sledding in the moonlight! I should get to be a sled dog again right soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tehya the tired and happy sled dog!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-3925547726276043949?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/3925547726276043949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=3925547726276043949&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3925547726276043949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3925547726276043949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2010/01/finally.html' title='Finally!!!!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/S15StnWt4rI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/h2gV2D4kDi8/s72-c/firstrun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-9105121522980669229</id><published>2009-12-14T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T19:19:33.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working with my Mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wooooooooooooo Furiends&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415296130395186690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 363px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/Syb_I53ApgI/AAAAAAAAAJk/iEU11Y7DtvQ/s400/skijoringbaby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today I went working with my Mom!  We went skijoring!  We had lots of fun. Way more fun than when Mom goes working at that office place!  My kind of working is fun, fun, fun!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415296119986982498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/Syb_ITFgDmI/AAAAAAAAAJc/iR_D4h7v2xU/s400/happybaby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We went to the lake for awhile. It's all frozen now. I got to go loose and just rip around for awhile.  I love that!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415296140498683826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/Syb_Jff3x7I/AAAAAAAAAJs/bZuP4cipOA0/s400/snowbabydog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was wearing Paxil's harness today.  It fits me good now, but I'm not sure I'm ready to fill it, if you know what I mean.  Mom is hoping some of Paxil's magic will rub off on me! I was more focused today. Mom never had to yell "TEHYAAAAAAAAAAA NOOOOOOOOO", not even one time!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tehya the skijoring babydog!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-9105121522980669229?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/9105121522980669229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=9105121522980669229&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/9105121522980669229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/9105121522980669229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/12/working-with-my-mom.html' title='Working with my Mom!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/Syb_I53ApgI/AAAAAAAAAJk/iEU11Y7DtvQ/s72-c/skijoringbaby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-7073625402505908443</id><published>2009-11-25T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T20:31:28.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorta Sleepy Woooos Furiends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I fell for that silly car ride trick again today! Again I ended up at the vet getting my butt fixed up. My butt is getting worse instead of better! One of my anal glands(whatever those are) ruptured!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I gotta take more pills for a week and then go back to the vet again! We'll have to do this whole mess all over again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Except that my Dad will be tricking me! Cuz not only is my Mom mean for tricking me week after week, but she is leaving me for ten days! With only Dad to take care me! Booo Hiissssss wwoooooo, Mom is mean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom is going to some football game thingy with her Dad. I'm sure it will be on TV so I don't see why she couldn't stay with me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;woooooooooo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tehya the tricked and abandoned&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-7073625402505908443?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/7073625402505908443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=7073625402505908443&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/7073625402505908443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/7073625402505908443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/11/yet-again.html' title='Yet Again!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-1277426980291254099</id><published>2009-11-18T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:21:00.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tricked Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Furiends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I fell for my Mom's tricks again today. You'd think that a dog as smart as me would avoid being tricked by now! But I fall for that car ride trick every time. I should know by now that no good comes from a car ride on a Wednesday morning. Nope, those only lead one place, that horrible place, the vet clinic! Where there is no one to play with, you get poked and prodded, given sleepy medicine and spend the day in a little kennel. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now I am so sleepy I can't hardly even stand up! All I want to do is sleep in front of the woodstove. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, yah, I had to go to the vet cuz I got some butt troubles again! I hate having my tail touched so the vet, Dr. Helen today, gave me some sleepy medicine. That way I don't want to bite her and I suppose my butt will feel better tomorrow.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got a bunch of pills and medicines to take for a week too. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then I gotta go back to see Dr. Helen, get the sleepy medicine again and spend another day at the vet clinic!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Butt troubles ain't no fun and my Mom is mean for trickin' me!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sleepy wooooos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tehya the sleepy babydog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-1277426980291254099?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/1277426980291254099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=1277426980291254099&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/1277426980291254099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/1277426980291254099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/11/tricked-again.html' title='Tricked Again!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-3739747288283104991</id><published>2009-11-02T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:37:29.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow, Glorious Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woooooo Furiends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got a big bunch of snow this weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Such fun stuff that snow!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399745999977104978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/Su_AYL34xlI/AAAAAAAAAI8/HAMUEC8WMOw/s400/teysnow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I had lots of fun playing in it! It's here to stay now! There's enough to ski even! Mom says we will go skijoring soon! There isnt quite enough to stop the dogger team so that will be a bit longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399745999018004754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/Su_AYITOERI/AAAAAAAAAI0/CTaNqAKyDpU/s400/teyregplay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and Reggae spent the afternoon wrassling. You'd never know he is over 10 years old! He is a good wrassler! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399747099056775330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/Su_BYKQ5oKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Ltaz_mBxC8U/s400/yardpack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We are happy huskies!  Winter Rocks!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tehya the snowdog!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-3739747288283104991?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/3739747288283104991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=3739747288283104991&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3739747288283104991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3739747288283104991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/11/snow-glorious-snow.html' title='Snow, Glorious Snow'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/Su_AYL34xlI/AAAAAAAAAI8/HAMUEC8WMOw/s72-c/teysnow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-1628891417308376879</id><published>2009-10-21T22:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:10:40.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember that little puppy, Tut?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOooooooooooo Furiends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember awhile back I helped my humans take care of a puppy for one night?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395285398633534082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/St_nfA9nUoI/AAAAAAAAAIs/RkdIQsXtvP4/s400/tut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember Little Tut! He just stayed here for one night while he waited for his human to pick him up and take him home. I was kinda worried cuz my Mom really liked that puppy and he liked to snuggle with her, but Tut really just stayed one night! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We had heard he was getting real big and growing up to be a nice dogger! That must be my influence! ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tonight we got this picture from his human:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395285396444230466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/St_ne4zpM0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/OChxMino-xg/s400/IMG_2515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Lookit those ears! Oh, my Mom laughed at that! We didn't think he was gonna get giant standy-up ears! He sure is a big boy now and he's only about 10 months old. He ain't done growing yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are glad not-so-little Tut is doing good and having a nice life!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOoooooooooooooooo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tehya, puppy-sitter extraordinaire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-1628891417308376879?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/1628891417308376879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=1628891417308376879&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/1628891417308376879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/1628891417308376879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/10/remember-that-little-puppy-tut.html' title='Remember that little puppy, Tut?'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/St_nfA9nUoI/AAAAAAAAAIs/RkdIQsXtvP4/s72-c/tut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-6752545234644973411</id><published>2009-10-15T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T18:34:26.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some feathered friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Wooooo Furiends....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I'd show you a couple feathered friends of mine today.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393004197929608178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/StfMvqHI4_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/iCPLrDU_i2Y/s400/raveybird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is a Raven, not my sister Raven, but a birdie.  There are about 10 billion of them in the Yukon.  Tons of them hang out in my yard.  They really, really, really like dogger food!  They are always trying to steal our dinner, our bones and they are always squawking!  Boy, them are some noisy birds!  We chase them, but they are smart and hard to catch!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393004191803189298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 361px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/StfMvTSfKDI/AAAAAAAAAIU/gBBQDxtvHT4/s400/eagel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We don't chase this guy!  He's a bit scarey looking, dontcha think!?  Having an eagle around sure does shut the ravens though!  Even they won't mess with an eagle!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WOOOOOOOOO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tehya, friend to furs and feathers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-6752545234644973411?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/6752545234644973411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=6752545234644973411&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/6752545234644973411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/6752545234644973411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/10/some-feathered-friends.html' title='Some feathered friends...'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/StfMvqHI4_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/iCPLrDU_i2Y/s72-c/raveybird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-560854968462862291</id><published>2009-09-30T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T20:18:53.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How I spent my birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woo Furiends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday was my birthday! Yuppers, I am THREE!! Where has the time gone!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387464092047704738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SsQeDDatAqI/AAAAAAAAAH8/mAOSRGMNQHk/s400/tehy3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I may be all growed up now, but I am still the Babydog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had a very fun birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387464319747799218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SsQeQTqouLI/AAAAAAAAAIM/WSU3GeRHBfY/s400/bdaytreat.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Here I am waiting for a special treat. Mom had her pockets stuffed full of yummy goodies! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387464080131452738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SsQeCXBpb0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/QCs-ivAmk_Q/s400/bdaychew.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Anvik came to visit me in my pen. He doesn't usually stay back in my pen. I showed him around and gave him a little chewing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387464102342036402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SsQeDpxEC7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/a-YNr7o9j_g/s400/teypacplay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I chewed on Pacer for awhile too! Pacer loves it when I chew on him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387464087972007666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 365px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SsQeC0O-zvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/wyOJ5boSLqw/s400/duet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We even sang a little duet.."Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday, dear Tehya the Babydog, Happy Birthday to me!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tehya the 3 year old Babydog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-560854968462862291?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/560854968462862291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=560854968462862291&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/560854968462862291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/560854968462862291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-i-spent-my-birthday.html' title='How I spent my birthday'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SsQeDDatAqI/AAAAAAAAAH8/mAOSRGMNQHk/s72-c/tehy3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-4049310606433827218</id><published>2009-09-21T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T17:38:35.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just me and Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgbJfa-jnI/AAAAAAAAAGw/c6FGpav8JlI/s1600-h/hellotey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384083204388851314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgbJfa-jnI/AAAAAAAAAGw/c6FGpav8JlI/s400/hellotey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WOOOO, furiends! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I got to go for walkies all by myself, just me and Mom! I don't know why no one else got to come too. No one is in trouble or anything like that. Musta just been my lucky day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgbI4faVmI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-O3U5pQi3B0/s1600-h/teytrail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384083193938466402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgbI4faVmI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-O3U5pQi3B0/s400/teytrail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's pretty on my trails right now. Lotssa colors! It's real windy today though so I think those pretty leaves will be on the ground soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384083208948444098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgbJwaEa8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/Pg_8BH58oac/s400/tehyswimsep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We went to the lake. Mom says it will be too cold for swimming soon; its already too cold for humans to go swimming! So I figured I better get in a little dip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384084139412452578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/Srgb_6p-dOI/AAAAAAAAAHA/jDFgjJB3yuM/s400/teyrunnback.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I had lots of fun ripping around and I was very well behaved.  I came back every time Mom called me and I was nice to these two little dog we ran into. They were littler than my cats!  Maybe it's a good thing only I went on this walk.  Some of my siblings might have mistook those wee dogs for squirrels or snacks!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tehya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-4049310606433827218?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/4049310606433827218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=4049310606433827218&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4049310606433827218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4049310606433827218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-me-and-mom.html' title='Just me and Mom'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgbJfa-jnI/AAAAAAAAAGw/c6FGpav8JlI/s72-c/hellotey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-831725961605254149</id><published>2009-09-06T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T18:14:13.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Berry Picking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woooo Furiends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mom went berry picking today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378525170913879570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 398px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SqRcJXPRphI/AAAAAAAAAGI/uchI5E_YHw8/s400/cranberries.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is what we were looking for, low bush cranberries! They can be kinda hard to spot, cuz alot of red berries grow around here and some of them are yucky!!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mom makes jam and muffins and stuff with the berries! Last year there was zillions of them around. We had to look a little harder this year. Cranberries do not like it when we have a hot, dry summer....neither does Mom come to think of it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378525180035317138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SqRcJ5N_vZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6SrzLOW-2OA/s400/moosepoop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We wasn't looking for this, but we found some! Woo Hoooo, it's moose poop! We didn't see the moose today though; we never do when Mom has her camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378525194114993938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SqRcKtq2jxI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ZjY8f0X3O1Q/s400/daisyberrypicking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Daisy likes berry picking. She gets to lay around alot! Mom always takes dogs with her when she goes berrypicking...cuz bears really like berries! We probably wouldn't be much help with a bear, but at least we would let her know one is coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378525189021439330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SqRcKasdFWI/AAAAAAAAAGY/x-BEz-roSeI/s400/teyhunting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I don't like laying around as much as Daisy. I was hunting mousies and chasing squirrels!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom got enough berries to do some baking. She already made two cranberry loaves and she froze some to use in the winter time. Tomorrow we might go check out a different cranberry picking patch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom says I need to go to the lake.....I sorta rolled in some of that moose poop! All my doggy friends think I smell devine, but Mom says I need a bath or I'm sleeping outside!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tehya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-831725961605254149?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/831725961605254149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=831725961605254149&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/831725961605254149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/831725961605254149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/09/berry-picking.html' title='Berry Picking'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SqRcJXPRphI/AAAAAAAAAGI/uchI5E_YHw8/s72-c/cranberries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-7683436161233087022</id><published>2009-08-31T14:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T14:55:31.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out 'sploring with my Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woo Furiends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went 'sploring with Mom this afternoon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376246911765411250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SpxEFOiRdbI/AAAAAAAAAFI/o02lH0TNK5U/s400/teyrun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went on a new trail! I didn't even know there were more trails around here. I thought I had 'splored them all, but I guess not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376246920242762866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SpxEFuHblHI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/FcTFNNGpwWE/s400/daisytrail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Of course, Daisy came too! Daisy always comes with us! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376246927872934434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SpxEGKimwiI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nXWM173KUiw/s400/acorns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We found this stash of acorns. Khyra, I think an evil squirrel was stocking up for winter! I couldn't find him, but I chased a few of his buddies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376246929414932162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SpxEGQSPxsI/AAAAAAAAAFg/iyX27BJA8ok/s400/teytrail.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We walked a really long ways today! My Mom's friend is away and she is checking on their house. This trail took us kinda close to there! Mom was checking out the cranberries too. The crop ain't great this year, but we found some so we will probably have a cranberry picking adventure soon too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376247692077083266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 373px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SpxEypbEqoI/AAAAAAAAAFw/JcugXd6vM_k/s400/daisygreen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Daisy had to take a little break. Mom thinks her shoulder was bugging her. Daisy just ain't made for ripping around all day, like me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376246938384969378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SpxEGxs3rqI/AAAAAAAAAFo/O-1BLYp6fxQ/s400/helping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;On our way home, we stopped and visited my Dad. He is fixing a roof just down the road from our house. That's my little friend, Tucker, in the picture. I like him. He follows me around. He's no Princess(and he has a nice family), but it was nice to get followed by a little dog again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376247701475765762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SpxEzMb5LgI/AAAAAAAAAF4/e07t_PmxTrc/s400/daisydck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That Daisy, she just makes herself at home anywhere! She was lounging while I was checking on my Dad!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376249306261349378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SpxGQmul5AI/AAAAAAAAAGA/TCdSG5DpfIw/s400/myhouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Then we came around a corner and Hey! That's my house!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's a busy day around here...besides 'sploring, it's Anvik Day! He has lived here for three years. I am celebrating by chewing on him...like everyday!  Plus we are waiting for nice Dr. Carolynne to come visit us.  She is gonna steal some of Sleet's blood.  When you are an ancient dog, you get your blood stolen alot it seems!  Plus Dr. Carolynne is gonna  check Franklin out. His fur and skin is just a nasty mess.  She already gave him some medicine for that but I guess he needs some more or a different kind!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tehya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-7683436161233087022?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/7683436161233087022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=7683436161233087022&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/7683436161233087022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/7683436161233087022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/08/out-sploring-with-my-mom.html' title='Out &apos;sploring with my Mom'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SpxEFOiRdbI/AAAAAAAAAFI/o02lH0TNK5U/s72-c/teyrun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-5254536151523889844</id><published>2009-08-17T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T16:43:32.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart is broken..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sad woos my furiends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found out tonight that my little shadow friend, Princess, has died. She escaped from her owner and she got run over. She was so little; she wouldn't have had a chance against a car!! Me and Mom are so very sad. Mom's face just won't stop leaking. Our hearts are broken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371156714885925618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/Sooukxe6yvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/T5uajCFeYkA/s400/teypinplay.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Godspeed, Little Princess. I will miss you, my friend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tehya the sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-5254536151523889844?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/5254536151523889844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=5254536151523889844&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5254536151523889844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5254536151523889844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-heart-is-broken.html' title='My heart is broken..'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/Sooukxe6yvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/T5uajCFeYkA/s72-c/teypinplay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-826060713290777577</id><published>2009-08-11T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T12:46:57.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitors!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wooooo Furiends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't post last week cuz I was busy with some visitors!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368791316046206706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SoHHQcIi1vI/AAAAAAAAAEY/mhGOShKcPzA/s400/sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Those kids that my Mom is so fond of came to visit us again.  Their Mom didn't come this time.  They flew on a plane all by themselves!  Then my Grandpawents came and picked them up a few days later!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368791318595670930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 354px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SoHHQloYk5I/AAAAAAAAAEg/Ziu5mAz_E6s/s400/onekiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We had lots of fun with them! I love kids! They have almost as much energy as me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368791325749546114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SoHHRASADII/AAAAAAAAAEo/g0lRk-VCU_g/s400/hanan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Anvik likes them too!  He just can't get enough cuddling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368791333029040850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SoHHRbZkUtI/AAAAAAAAAEw/nhsl4ei6EZk/s400/dogcart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Those kids even used our dog cart.  That's good that it got used, cuz we all hate it!  Mom says it was a big waste o' money!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368791340459155826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SoHHR3FC4XI/AAAAAAAAAE4/G3JkFodl3VA/s400/chumhan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My brofurr, Chum, had to go to the vet while those kids were there.  He had a nose bleed. That's never good for a dogger!   Unfortunately, we found out yesterday that he is really, really sick and he probably won't be with us for too much longer.  He has a big cancer tumor in his belly, on his liver and his spleen.  I am very sad about that cuz me and Chum are good buddies, but Mom says she is gonna keep him comfy for as long as she can.  Maybe we will get more time than the vet thinks!  Doesn't he look happy snuggling with that Hannah kid?  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hope those kids come back and play with us again next summer!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WOOOOO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tehya, hostess and child minder!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-826060713290777577?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/826060713290777577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=826060713290777577&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/826060713290777577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/826060713290777577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/08/visitors.html' title='Visitors!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SoHHQcIi1vI/AAAAAAAAAEY/mhGOShKcPzA/s72-c/sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-3994731040391703076</id><published>2009-07-28T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T19:10:01.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All by myself....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Alll by myself....sing it with me furiends! My very weird Mom says there is a song called that, but trust me, you don't want to hear her sing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363695174562773138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/Sm-sV9tKeJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/iEpmle-d_J0/s320/teyhatilt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why are we singing this song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cuz my little foster sister left us yesterday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363695665166990258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/Sm-syhWUu7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/OIjY_OXb03U/s320/girlyfriends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am bummed about this! I really liked that little dog, but her person wanted her back. He is doing better, but we ain't sure he's doing good enough to keep up with a young dogger. Princess was glad to see him yesterday though. Mom wouldn't have let her leave if she seemed afraid or anything like that. He was glad to see Princess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363696526368090402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/Sm-tkpkqqSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/rb2jQZMrrIE/s320/teyprincwin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We sent her off with a big box of treats and toys. She ain't gonna have no one to wrassle with. She might be a bit bored after playing with me! We did have alot of fun together!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We are keeping Princess' spot in the pack open. Mom and I are a bit torn...we want to see Princess and her person both happy and healthy, but we also want Princess to be with us! We don't want nothing bad to happen to her person or to Princess! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My very wise Dad says Princess' job with her first person isn't done yet. She still has to do something with him...we hope she will bring him some happiness; maybe her job is to give him something happy to do everyday! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363697623437264226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/Sm-ukgeVxWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/YkVIUWO28j4/s320/duo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We will get uppiedates on Princess and make sure she is doing ok.  We will miss her, but she is always welcome to come back....I 'spect she will be my wrassling buddy again someday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wooooooooooo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tehya the lonely....who better go find Anvik and give him a chewing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-3994731040391703076?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/3994731040391703076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=3994731040391703076&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3994731040391703076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3994731040391703076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-by-myself.html' title='All by myself....'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/Sm-sV9tKeJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/iEpmle-d_J0/s72-c/teyhatilt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-4429416894414176794</id><published>2009-07-16T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:12:35.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little shadow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woo woo Furiends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That little Princess dog has turned into my little shadow! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359304427084011810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SmAS-0uFWSI/AAAAAAAAADI/nZlhr19ANhY/s320/shadows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the weirdest thing, everywhere I go there she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359304704619773874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SmATO-nw_7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/NTYzT2vlORo/s320/teyprinplay3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even weirder, I don't mind one bit! Little sisters are fun! None of the other girl dogs here will play with me. They are either really old and don't play at all anymore or they are kinda mean to me and just don't get along with other girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359305502109678114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SmAT9ZgLOiI/AAAAAAAAADY/VkerCjBHKlw/s320/teyprinplay5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and Princess are having lots of fun together! I taught her how to wrassle! I even let her win once in awhile! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359306089105035570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SmAUfkOxkTI/AAAAAAAAADg/W-Kk7fY29Zs/s320/princeloose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we went for a walk together and Mom let Princess off her leash for awhile! Princess really liked that! It is fun to run around with a dog who is as fast as me! Princess is super good at spotting squirrels too! She can see a squirrel at 100 yards no problem! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359306874201569122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SmAVNQ8X92I/AAAAAAAAADw/CV-4wE-2In8/s320/timeout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yup, this being a big sister thing is pretty cool! Who knew??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WOOOOO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tehya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-4429416894414176794?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/4429416894414176794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=4429416894414176794&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4429416894414176794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4429416894414176794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-little-shadow.html' title='My little shadow'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SmAS-0uFWSI/AAAAAAAAADI/nZlhr19ANhY/s72-c/shadows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-3312564251211130247</id><published>2009-07-08T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:05:11.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lookit me go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOOOO Furiends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight me and my Mom decided to take Princess for a walk. Yanno, show her around the neighborhood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356321135632111634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SlV5saBE2BI/AAAAAAAAAC4/GGam4Jf754s/s320/girlslake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We took her to the lake. Princess had to stay on her leash cuz Mom doesn't trust her yet. Someday she might get to run around off-leash with me, but not tonight! She ain't a water dog! She did not think going swimming was a good idea, but I sure did!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356321536715927874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SlV6DwK6MUI/AAAAAAAAADA/Gwr0chpFnt0/s320/swimmergirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I have discovered this summer that I like to swim! Lookit me go! My paws are off the bottom and everything!!  Swimming is fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Woooooo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tehya, swimming tour guide dog!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-3312564251211130247?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/3312564251211130247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=3312564251211130247&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3312564251211130247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3312564251211130247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/07/lookit-me-go.html' title='Lookit me go'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SlV5saBE2BI/AAAAAAAAAC4/GGam4Jf754s/s72-c/girlslake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-5992729033768481244</id><published>2009-07-06T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T17:47:44.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new foster sister!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wooo wooo Furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got a new foster sister today!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355512070025332898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 384px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SlKZ2lwtSKI/AAAAAAAAACo/FiyNUzUGNvo/s400/princey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SlKXvme9BII/AAAAAAAAACI/zRzznLc3wdM/s1600-h/princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her name is Princess. She is really puny! I am way bigger than her and I ain't a very big dogger! She is about half my size! Mom says Princess is a pipsqueak! She is about 18 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SlKYLZGYz-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/qlVchKY-vzs/s1600-h/teyprin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355510228380602338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SlKYLZGYz-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/qlVchKY-vzs/s400/teyprin.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like her well enough. She seems to know that I am the boss of her. I'm good with that!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355510812229131298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SlKYtYGuXCI/AAAAAAAAACY/1s9loMefCWg/s400/loungingp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Princess has been living with some friends of my humans for awhile, but they ain't her real owner. Her owner is their uncle and he is sick. He's been in the hospital. Princess needed to run around and play, but she couldn't do that where she was staying. So she is staying with us on an extended play date. :) If her person gets healthy enough again, then Princess might go back and live with him or she might stay here forever. We don't know yet!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355512960640471330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SlKaqbj50SI/AAAAAAAAACw/S_98v2cNtM8/s400/happyprin.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Princess seems to like it here so far. I remember how nice it was not to be tied up anymore too! It is way better to be able to run around!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Welcome to the pack, Princess!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WOOOOO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tehya, a good big sisfur!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-5992729033768481244?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/5992729033768481244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=5992729033768481244&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5992729033768481244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5992729033768481244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-foster-sister.html' title='A new foster sister!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SlKZ2lwtSKI/AAAAAAAAACo/FiyNUzUGNvo/s72-c/princey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-6865007313611615363</id><published>2009-06-24T21:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:10:04.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I ever finish this....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wooooo Furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever finish introducing y'all to my pack? I don't think I did! There are alot of us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SkMDhmgYE6I/AAAAAAAAABo/Tk43wET_XQQ/s1600-h/deucetowr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351124658053190562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SkMDhmgYE6I/AAAAAAAAABo/Tk43wET_XQQ/s400/deucetowr.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my brofurr, Deuce. When he got here his name was Bandit, but there was already a Bandit here and Deuce didn't know he had a name so it got changed! Mom says Deuce is a wild child. I'm not so sure cuz I never really met him without a fence in between us. Deuce mostly took care of himself til was about four years old. No one even fed him dinner! Some people got mad cuz Deuce was gettin' in their garbage and stuff...well, duh, he was hungry! Those people were gonna do some not so nice things to Deuce so this nice man caught him and brought him to the shelter. If you've been paying attention at all, you know the rest of the story...my humans found him there and he came here and never left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SkMElHxuVuI/AAAAAAAAABw/xbLtMV26Dts/s1600-h/deucewink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351125818035558114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SkMElHxuVuI/AAAAAAAAABw/xbLtMV26Dts/s400/deucewink.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom says Deuce really wants to be a good boy, but since no one taught him how to be a good dog when he was a puppy, sometimes he gets in trouble. He likes to knock Mom over to get her attention! Dude, bad idea!! Anyhoo, Deuce is real happy now. He really, really likes having someone to pet him and getting foodies every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SkMFD8ZjlfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/aeMhaRcyHJQ/s1600-h/raveprofile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351126347557344754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SkMFD8ZjlfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/aeMhaRcyHJQ/s400/raveprofile.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my sisfur, Raven. Raven and I don't get along, well, really it's all Raven's fault! She doesn't like other girl dogs very much. I would be nice to her, but she wants to kick my butt! Mom just keeps us apart! Raven is nice to boy dogs and humans! She loves getting scritchies. You might have heard the Raven Screech, no matter where you live. She is way loud!!! Raven came from the shelter place too. She was there for a year. Mom says she's a bit crazy cuz of that, but Mom seems to like them crazy doggers! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SkMF4PRuOnI/AAAAAAAAACA/ZnLEGonBh5Y/s1600-h/raveplay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351127245977959026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SkMF4PRuOnI/AAAAAAAAACA/ZnLEGonBh5Y/s400/raveplay.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deuce and Raven live together in their very own pen. They luv each other! Raven chews on Deuce just like I do Anvik! woooohooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-6865007313611615363?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/6865007313611615363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=6865007313611615363&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/6865007313611615363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/6865007313611615363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/06/did-i-ever-finish-this.html' title='Did I ever finish this....'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SkMDhmgYE6I/AAAAAAAAABo/Tk43wET_XQQ/s72-c/deucetowr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-3291557708541832842</id><published>2009-06-13T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T15:18:58.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my big brother!</title><content type='html'>Woooooo Furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my Mom took me and Earle and Anvik for a hike.  Daisy came too but that ain't our choice!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/Dog%2009/teyeargrass.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Earle go for lots of walkies together cuz he needs extra exercise and we get along real good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/Dog%2009/prettytrail.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful day for a hike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/Dog%2009/wolfcreek.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to this place called Wolf Creek today.  Daisy likes to swim in the river!  She's a water dog.  If my Mom didn't take her I dont think Daisy would get to go swimming very often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/Dog%2009/teystuck.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were done swimming we went walking on the tracks but we had to cross this bridge thing.  I did not like that. I was freaking out!  I couldn't figure out how to cross it and I thought I might fall through into the river!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/Dog%2009/earlehelp.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Earle came back and helped me.  He went in front of me and showed me where to put my paws!  He's like the nicest big brother there ever was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/Dog%2009/teycross.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, I wasn't nearly so freaked out and I crossed all by myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/Dog%2009/earltey.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is Earle's birthday. I think we should have big party for him cuz he's just so nice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for helping me Earle.  You rock!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-3291557708541832842?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/3291557708541832842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=3291557708541832842&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3291557708541832842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3291557708541832842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-my-big-brother.html' title='I love my big brother!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-8611537046857948770</id><published>2009-06-08T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T13:04:39.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are melting!</title><content type='html'>WOOOOO Furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are melting here! It is very hot!  It's been about 30C for days and days. I think that is 80 something for my American furiends.  That might not sound hot to some of you, but for the Yukon that is smoking hot! Literally, my Dad's fire radio keeps going off and he goes running out of the house to help put out a fire somewhere.  Mom is worried about the fires, but so far no big, out of control ones are near our house.  We got a plan just in case we gotta all get out here in a hurry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/Si1uPl7cARI/AAAAAAAAABY/XGnq08I0e9k/s1600-h/naptime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/Si1uPl7cARI/AAAAAAAAABY/XGnq08I0e9k/s400/naptime.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345049546917150994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about all we do when it's hot..nap!  I have been running around lots in the evenings when it cools off.  I had a serious case of the zoomies last night.  Mom was laughing too hard to even grab her camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/Si1uk1EaZPI/AAAAAAAAABg/1IeDxlE8qEM/s1600-h/happyt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/Si1uk1EaZPI/AAAAAAAAABg/1IeDxlE8qEM/s400/happyt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345049911758578930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom says she might take me to the lake later today. That makes me a happy Tehya. I'd like to take a little dip!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-8611537046857948770?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/8611537046857948770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=8611537046857948770&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8611537046857948770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8611537046857948770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-are-melting.html' title='We are melting!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/Si1uPl7cARI/AAAAAAAAABY/XGnq08I0e9k/s72-c/naptime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-8057820861604846265</id><published>2009-05-28T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T19:34:57.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good-bye Paxil</title><content type='html'>Sad wooos furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister, Paxil, made her trip to the bridge today.  She was an older dog, but we thought she was healthy.  She didn't act sick or nothing, until last night.  She got stuck in her doghouse and peed on herself. This morning she couldn't stand up or use her back legs at all.  Mom and Dad took her to see our Dr. Candace, but she said that there wasn't nothing that would help Paxil.  Dr. Candace think Paxil had cancer.  She had that before but she got better.  I guess it came back and was even meaner this time!  There was a big lump of cancer in Paxil's belly that she didn't tell anyone about.  It made something bad happen in her brain or her back or something and that made her legs stop working.  The rest of her was not working right either.  Mom spent all afternoon with Paxil and then Dr. Candace helped Paxil get to the bridge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/Sled%20dogs/2007/pax.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom says Paxil was the best lead dog she ever knew.  She taught Mom a lot about being a musher, like how to just trust your lead dog.   Before she decided to retire, Paxil started my lead dog training.  I hope someday I can fill her lead dog booties.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good-bye Paxil.  We will miss you.  I'll take care of Mom on the trails for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-8057820861604846265?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/8057820861604846265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=8057820861604846265&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8057820861604846265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8057820861604846265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-bye-paxil.html' title='Good-bye Paxil'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-1847995161549219</id><published>2009-05-25T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T14:00:00.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventuring again at last!!</title><content type='html'>Wooo furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My humans are finally home!  They had a really nice trip to Cuba and we were well behaved for the dogsitter.  Uncle Dave and Auntie Stephanie took good care of us, but they didn't take us on any adventures.  My Mom and Dad took me adventuring yesterday.  We went for a long drive to this place in the boonies, where we went for a really long walk.  My Dad has something called a prospecting lease way out in the forest. I dont know what that is, but I know it was fun going there.  Well mostly fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/teymusk.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first got there, me and Muskwa went for a little walkabout while the humans were getting their backpacks ready.  That turned out to be not such a good idea!  First I got in trouble for not listening to Mom. Muskwa never listens to Mom. He only listens to Dad, but usually I come back the first time Mom calls me.  It's the border collie in me, makes me listen to humans!  Mom called me about 20 times before I came booting it back down the trail.  I got put on a leash and told that I would not have any fun if I didn't start listening again.  Muskwa came back a couple minutes after me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/porky.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Muskwa had run into one of these things....a porcupine!!!  Can you see it waddling down by the water.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/quills.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muskwa had a bunch of pokie things in his face, his chest and his paws.  You should have heard the howling and screeching!  We were a long way from the vet so Dad had to pull the quills out. It would have been worse to make Muskwa wait til we got to the vet place.  Mom and me went down the road by the river so we couldn't hear Muskwa crying. It was making Mom cry too. Muskwa stayed in the truck for the rest of the day. Mom gave him some pain medicine and he just went to sleep for awhile.  That Mom, she's always prepared for doggie emergencies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/teywatch-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mom and Dad went walking through the trees.   There really isn't a trail to the spot we were going.  Dad said we were bushwacking!  After awhile Mom let me off my leash and I listened really good all day!  I don't want those pokie things in my face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/teycreek.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chased some squirrels and grouse.  I dug some holes. I went swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/teydad.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped Dad figure out where we were going and eat his lunch.  Mom brought lots of doggy treats too, but Dad's sandwich was yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/haptey.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a happy dog to be out adventuring with both my humans.  Usually it's just Mom that takes us adventuring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/tiretey.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was one tired Tehya on the way home!  I slept for the whole drive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOS&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-1847995161549219?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/1847995161549219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=1847995161549219&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/1847995161549219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/1847995161549219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/05/adventuring-again-at-last.html' title='Adventuring again at last!!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-8514574040416196554</id><published>2009-05-05T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:01:48.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My last post fur awhile...</title><content type='html'>Wooooo FUriends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be able to post for a couple weeks.  My typist, also known as Mom, is going away.  And get this...she's taking my Dad with her!! They are both leaving us!!  That has never happened before.  Usually one of them goes away, like when my Dad goes to work or Mom goes to see those little people she loves, but they never BOTH go away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/Dog%2009/boredtehy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how sad I am about this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, actually, I was just bored cuz spring is boring!  Seriously, spring is boring!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are a bit nervous about this being left thing though. Mom tells us they will come back and she keeps asking us to behave ourselves.  I always behave, but as you know my brothers can be a bit troublesome!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Auntie Stephanie is coming to take care of us.  She's already here actually, learning about us before our humans leave us!  She is a nice lady and she has lots of experience with doggers, plus she is learning to be a nurse so she can take care of us if we get hurt!    Her boyfriend, Dave, came too.  That's good cuz taking care of us can be a 2 person job, especially when you aint used to it, like our Mom is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My humans are going to Cuba. Mom says that is a hot island where she is going see stuff and relax.  I suppose she needs to relax.  I don't know why she can't just take me for a walk! That's relaxing!!  My humans got hitched 10 years ago on May 15. Dad says they need to celebrate their anniversary...again, I think a nice long walk with me would be a good celebration!  But whatever, I hope they have a fun time and get home to me safely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye fur now everyfur!&lt;br /&gt;WOoooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya the abandoned babydog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-8514574040416196554?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/8514574040416196554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=8514574040416196554&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8514574040416196554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8514574040416196554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-last-post-fur-awhile.html' title='My last post fur awhile...'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-882250721637714029</id><published>2009-04-23T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T22:08:54.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, my poor brofurr!</title><content type='html'>Wooo Furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my! My brofurr, Ozzy, is a very hurty boy tonight.  Last week, there was a little scuffle in the yard.  Mom thought that none of us got hurt--well, I didn't cuz I don't fight and I was in a different pen at the time!!  Ozzy was yelping and holding his paw up.  A week later he was still not walking right!  So Mom took him to the vet and they took some pictures of his bones and checked him out!  Today Ozzy had surgery cuz he BROKE his shoulder bone!! Broke it!! Snapped two pieces right off!! Oh, ouch, ouch,.....no wonder he was limping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ozzy hassa stay in his crate most of the day for the next few days and then he can't wrassle for a couple weeks.  His vet lady thinks he will heal up ok, but she said that this is a weird hurty so Ozzy might have some troubles down the road.  We are all hoping he's still able to be a sledding dogger!  Ozzy is very good puller! And we are all better behaved when we are tired!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/Dog%2009/ozzy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Ozzy looked like a few weeks ago. I don't think anyone wants to see what he looks like tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross your paws that Ozzy heals up good!  And remember...NOTHING good comes from fighting!!  Everyfur just get along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooooos&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-882250721637714029?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/882250721637714029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=882250721637714029&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/882250721637714029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/882250721637714029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-my-poor-brofurr.html' title='Oh, my poor brofurr!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-3218200904656628959</id><published>2009-04-14T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T10:22:46.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Buddy went home!!!</title><content type='html'>Wooo Furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That wandering labbie dog went back to his home last night.  His name is Buddy.  That's a good name for such a friendly dog!   He doesn't usually live out here, but his real owner is really sick so Buddy is staying with some other people til his human is well again.  So it's not suprising that he couldn't find his way home again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/Dog%2009/teybudply.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is my buddy now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/Dog%2009/teybuddyb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fun day of wrassling and bitey face.  Labs are pretty good at bitey face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/Dog%2009/budstick.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a little weird though.  What is with labs and sticks!!!?  I tried chewing on a stick like he was doing, but I just don't get why that's fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddy was very happy to see his people and they were happy to see him!  Mom put a collar on him and hopefully they will put a tag or something on it.  We got their address just in case Buddy comes back for a play date!  I don't mind play dates, but I am very glad that Buddy had a nice place to go!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOooo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya, the hostest with the mostest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-3218200904656628959?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/3218200904656628959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=3218200904656628959&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3218200904656628959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3218200904656628959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-buddy-went-home.html' title='My Buddy went home!!!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-6014567064354215444</id><published>2009-04-13T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T10:21:28.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dude, is this your dog....</title><content type='html'>WOOOOO Furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a visitor at our house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/Dog%2009/FOUND.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This labby dog just wandered up our driveway yesterday!  That caused quite a commotion, but he just wouldn't leave.  So Mom and Dad let him come in our shop, where he ate three big bowls of foodies!  He's a very nice dog. I am keeping him company until his people find him.  Mom called all the usual places to report a found doggy and she put up some poster.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live around Whitehorse and you know this dog, please leave a comment.  I will get our phone number to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a nice boy, neutered and friendly, surely someone is missing him!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-6014567064354215444?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/6014567064354215444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=6014567064354215444&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/6014567064354215444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/6014567064354215444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/04/dude-is-this-your-dog.html' title='Dude, is this your dog....'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-4630073827765056265</id><published>2009-04-10T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T15:34:48.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My sister is at the Bridge</title><content type='html'>Sad wooos furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My humans helped my sister, Pirate to the Bridge today. Pirate was real old and her body just didn't work anymore.  She couldn't even stand up by herself; Mom had to help her all the time.  She was just getting sicker and sicker.  She wasn't having any fun anymore and she wasn't gonna get better.  Nice Dr. Carolynne came to our house so Pirate didn't have to get stressed by going to the clinic.  Pirate left very peacefully.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/pirboen.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, Pirate.  Thanks for teaching me about respecting old dogs!  We will all miss you!  We will be having a group howl tonight in your honor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft wooo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-4630073827765056265?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/4630073827765056265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=4630073827765056265&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4630073827765056265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4630073827765056265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-sister-is-at-bridge.html' title='My sister is at the Bridge'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-2851459943998496939</id><published>2009-04-06T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T16:00:00.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Fun...</title><content type='html'>WOooo Furiends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom said she would make it up to me after her abuse last week...Regardless of the fact that my butt feels 100% better, she was still wrong to leave me at the clinic with people who tortured me!  Yesterday, she finally made it all right again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/duo.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went running around!  Anvik got to come with us and Daisy, cuz we never go anywhere without Daisy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/daisyref.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's pretty good at supervising our games of bitey face so I guess it's ok that she tags along all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/tawrassle.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Anvik had tons of fun!  We wrassled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/teydeep.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ran..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/teydig.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dug in the snow!  We still have tons of snow, but it's getting a bit too warm for running on the sled. I think we are done being sled dogs for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/teyhill.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a most fabulous afternoon playing in the sun and snow with my BFF, Anvik, and my Mom. I guess I'll forgive her for the butt incident now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-2851459943998496939?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/2851459943998496939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=2851459943998496939&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/2851459943998496939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/2851459943998496939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-fun.html' title='Spring Fun...'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-6212458205585158048</id><published>2009-03-30T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T17:53:23.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom tricked me....</title><content type='html'>Wooooo Furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom tricked me today...this morning she said "let's go for a car ride, Tehya."  I love a car ride, but this one ended up at the vet.  Ok, well, I'm not sick so how bad could it be!  Well, Let me tell you, it was BAD!  I got poked and prodded in my most sensitive areas. They said I had trouble with my anal glands.  I do not like having my tail touched ever!!  I had no choice but to yelp and wiggle and get away from those people!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it got worse, Mom left with me at the clinic!  Left me with people who wanted to torture me!!!  They gave me some sleepy medicine and after that I can't remember a thing!  Who knows what they did to me!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/dopeytey.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still all dopey!  I don't even wanna get off the couch. I am not a sleepy kind of dog.  This is just terrible....I can't believe how Mom tricked me.  So mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My butt does feel alot better already though.  Maybe it wasn't all terrible, but I won't be falling for that trick again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy wooos&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-6212458205585158048?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/6212458205585158048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=6212458205585158048&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/6212458205585158048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/6212458205585158048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/03/mom-tricked-me.html' title='Mom tricked me....'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-2944346669325636023</id><published>2009-03-25T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:06:54.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Real Babydog!!</title><content type='html'>WOooo furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what was at my house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/Dog%2009/tut.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A real babydog!  This is King Tut. He is only 8 weeks old!  We think he is a lab mixed up with a malamute kind of dogger.  He is gonna be huge!! He has some big paws already!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/Dog%2009/tuttey.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped Mom and Dad take care of that puppy.  I wasn't real sure what he was at first, but we got to be friends!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/Dog%2009/tutsleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped tucker him out so he had a good sleep last night.  He had a very busy day today so he needed some rest!  This afternoon my humans took him to the airport and met his forever human. Little Tut got on an airplane and flew away. His forever human is a very nice man and Tut will have a good life with him!  We are glad for him, cuz he had it kinda rough so far--out in the cold with yucky foodies and not very much loving! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am extra glad he didn't stay too long.  I got enough siblings and I already got to share my humans with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/Dog%2009/tutme.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom was a bit too fond of that puppy!  I must admit I was a bit jealous!  Muskwa was so jealous he just about lost his mind every time that puppy went near Dad!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I am the babydog around this place!!  I ain't giving up my title to some other babydog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good life, Tut!  It was very nice to meet you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOS&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-2944346669325636023?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/2944346669325636023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=2944346669325636023&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/2944346669325636023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/2944346669325636023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/03/real-babydog.html' title='A Real Babydog!!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-6427224563877565242</id><published>2009-03-20T22:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:30:52.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, that's better!</title><content type='html'>Woooooooooooooo Furiends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom decided that we needed to go running again right after our gong-show run.  That's what Mom calls it when things go all crazy!  So Tuesday night after her work was over, well the work she gets paid for, we went running!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/better.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She let Reggae lead again(with me!), which was a good thing cuz we ran into a bunch of loose dogs and a guy skijoring.  Reggae might not always turn where Mom tells him, but he never ever ignores her when she says "on-by"!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went good on this run.  We all had fun and all got home together!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooo Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-6427224563877565242?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/6427224563877565242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=6427224563877565242&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/6427224563877565242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/6427224563877565242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/03/ah-thats-better.html' title='Ah, that&apos;s better!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-4960971106858300217</id><published>2009-03-16T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:38:47.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoops!</title><content type='html'>Wooo Wooo Furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, something new to me happened today.  My Mom took us for a run.  This little kid who is friends with my Mom, came for a ride in the sled, so we were supposed to go for just a short run.  Little kids get cold fast!  But Reggae wouldn't turn at the end of the lake! So Mom let us run to the next turn around spot. It isn't too far down the trail.  But Reggae still wouldn't turn!!  So Mom got that kid out of the sled and she put ME up front with Anvik and moved Reggae back to my spot.  She shoulda moved Reggae even farther back.  Mom says if she could catch Reggae easier she woulda let him run loose for a bit, but he ain't real cooperative about being caught sometimes!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, Reggae dragged us all around in a circle and the snowhooks came out of the snow!  Before I knew what was happening, we were running down the trail and Mom and her little friend were way behind us!  I heard Mom yell, but I just couldn't stop moving!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom had her cell phone and for a change, it worked! So she called my Dad and he came out on our skidoo to rescue Mom and that kid.  Dad found us doggers before he found Mom though.  We were running down the trail, heading for home.  Dad stopped us and tied the sled to a tree so we couldn't take off again!  Then he went and picked up Mom and the girly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/Dog%2009/teamskidoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is us chasing Dad on the skidoo.  Mom drove us the rest of the way home, but she was less than happy with us!  Mom says Reggae aint getting his nitetime bone tonight!!  That little girl thought riding the skidoo was fun!  Mom says we will take her for a ride another day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't never run in a sled team with no human before.  Mom says that hasn't happened to her for four years!  I don't recommend it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooooo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-4960971106858300217?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/4960971106858300217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=4960971106858300217&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4960971106858300217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4960971106858300217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/03/whoops.html' title='Whoops!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-7954418070909675364</id><published>2009-03-14T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T17:03:45.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An update on my brofurr...</title><content type='html'>Thanks for all the prayers and wooooos furiends.  My brofurr, Heyoka, got to come home after his surgery on Friday.  He is doing ok for now, but the vet found some very bad things in his throat.  They sent some little bits away to a special doctor to look at, but we are pretty sure that Heyoka has cancer.  That's a major bummer!  Mom and Dad are very sad, but they are gonna do whatever they can to keep Heyoka happy and comfy for as long as possible!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/Dogs%202007/bigguylittlegirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mom's favorite pic of me and Heyoka.  It was the first time we ever met, the day before he put the dent in my headbone!  He is still way, way bigger than me!  I'm glad we got to be friends again after the headbone incident. I sure hope he won't be leaving our family too soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft woooooooooooooooos&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-7954418070909675364?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/7954418070909675364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=7954418070909675364&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/7954418070909675364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/7954418070909675364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-on-my-brofurr.html' title='An update on my brofurr...'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-5578749457721705030</id><published>2009-03-11T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T20:07:58.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please cross your paws....</title><content type='html'>WOOOO furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please cross your paws for my brofurr, Heyoka.  He is a very, very sick dogger tonight.   We don't know exactly what is wrong.  We think he has an infected tooth, but the infection is really bad.  His face is all swolled up!  Heyoka has a high fever and no energy and he won't eat or nuffing!  You malamutes out there know it's a bad sign when one of you doesn't feel like eating!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom took him to the vet last night and then took him back this afternoon.  Dr. Helen didn't let him come home tonight. He is just too sick! He is getting IV fluids and antibiotics all night.  One of the nice tech girls will check on him in the nighttime.  It sure seems quiet here without the big goof!  He might get to come home tomorrow, but he has to go back on Friday for sure.  The vet people are gonna do surgery and get that nasty tooth out!  Plus check for some other bad stuff that could be going on.  My Mom is stressed and worried!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/theesize.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Heyoka on the couch with my brofurr, Chum and my kitty brofurr, Boots.  I sure hope Heyoka is hogging the couch again soon!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks furiends&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-5578749457721705030?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/5578749457721705030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=5578749457721705030&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5578749457721705030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5578749457721705030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/03/please-cross-your-paws.html' title='Please cross your paws....'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-4911873021996822411</id><published>2009-03-05T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T19:40:13.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy ME day!!</title><content type='html'>Wooo WOoo FUriends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Tehya Day!  I have lived here for two whole years! Time flies when you are having fun and I am always having fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/patches_pert_ears.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first time my Mom met me. I was so little and puny!  It took her a week to decide I could come live here!  Apparently, girl puppies are against the rules here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/teypose.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm all growed up and Mom doesn't know what she would do without me.  Good thing she ignored those rules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOoooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya, who is chowing down on Gotcha Day treats!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-4911873021996822411?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/4911873021996822411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=4911873021996822411&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4911873021996822411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4911873021996822411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-me-day.html' title='Happy ME day!!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-6366210859984719240</id><published>2009-02-21T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T13:42:45.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My leader dog training..</title><content type='html'>Wooo woooo Furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/8dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me and Reggae leading an 8 dog team a few days ago.  We had a passenger in the sled and everything!  When we started Sundin was leading, but when we went down the first hill, he just stopped and wouldn't go no more.  He does not like leading some days.  So Mom switched us around and I got to lead.  I was awesome, if I do say so myself!  I like being a leader dog!  It's lots of fun up there!  Mom  says I am doing really good too, better than she expected!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooo &lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-6366210859984719240?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/6366210859984719240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=6366210859984719240&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/6366210859984719240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/6366210859984719240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-leader-dog-training.html' title='My leader dog training..'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-401975999577322933</id><published>2009-02-12T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T15:26:46.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with Mom!</title><content type='html'>Wooo Furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago we got a really big bunch of snow, close to a whole foot of it fell from the sky.  Our trail vanished under the snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/sledburied.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look our sled was covered in snow!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/tehyahpa.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday afternoon,Mom said "Tehya come with me, NO JUST TEHYA".  Now that may not mean much to you doggers who only have a couple siblings, but when you got 25 of them one on one time with your Mom can be hard to come by!  It's a happy day when Mom says "JUST TEHYA".  Mom had these big funny looking things on her feet and we went walking down the trail. Mom says they were snowshoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/tehyadeepsnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look there was so much snow you can't hardly tell that I have front legs!  It was so much fun to play in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/perfpos.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check me out!  Don't I pose good?  I was waiting for Mom to catch up with me!  Mom walked with those snowshoes things down to where our trail gets busier and the snowmobilers go zooming.  We set a pretty good trail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/snowyblowy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda snowy and blowy the next time we went running but at least we could find our trail!  We are not fans of blowy weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/lakefeb12.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was nice and cold, -25C, but not blowy.  We are fans of that kind of weather!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-401975999577322933?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/401975999577322933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=401975999577322933&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/401975999577322933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/401975999577322933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/02/fun-with-mom.html' title='Fun with Mom!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-5032221810057795879</id><published>2009-02-02T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:47:09.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it!! I did it!!</title><content type='html'>Woooo Furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went running today!  Mom was kinda cranky at first cuz Reggae wouldn't come, but then Pingo decided she wanted to come. That's kinda weird cuz Pingo is pretty much retired and she ain't run this winter!  She's still healthy and all, she just ain't been interested in running and Mom lets us decide if we want to go.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/teamsun.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice sunny day!  Kinda warm, but not too bad!  Mom only took five dogs cuz Hobo really, really, really wanted to come and he needs to run by himself.  See that's me in the back with Pacer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/teylead.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, that's me in the front now!! That's right I got to lead!!! Pingo didn't want to listen and turn around at the right spot so Mom switched us around.  Mom was a bit nervous cuz I haven't been leading this winter and last year I only did a few times.  Every time I was in front before, Paxil was with me and Paxil knows everything there is to know about leading!  I just had to do what Paxil did and everything was good.  Mom thought I might not be able to run with Anvik cuz I mostly like to chew on him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did it! We even passed a loose dog with no troubles!! That dog's owner kept him off to the side a bit and we just ran right by.  Mom was very happy with us for that!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/happylead.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leading was totally fun!  Mom gave me lots of loving and told me I did very good!  I can't wait to do it again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wOooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya the LEADER dog!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-5032221810057795879?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/5032221810057795879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=5032221810057795879&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5032221810057795879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5032221810057795879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-did-it-i-did-it.html' title='I did it!! I did it!!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-8643194257571878472</id><published>2009-01-31T19:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T19:14:00.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mauling Mom!</title><content type='html'>This how I spent my afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/maulingmom.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mauling my Mom with kisses!!  It was fun too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-8643194257571878472?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/8643194257571878472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=8643194257571878472&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8643194257571878472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8643194257571878472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/01/mauling-mom.html' title='Mauling Mom!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-3402880591960143563</id><published>2009-01-26T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T15:23:58.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter came back!</title><content type='html'>Wooo Furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter came back! Wooooohooooooooooo!!  We are happy sled dogs again!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/weaving.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was more snow falling while we were running.  It was about -20C, that's perfect sled dog weather!! I almost caught a grouse.  It was sitting on the trail, but it flew away just before I could get it.  I was a bit distracted after that for awhile. I really wanted to chase that bird, but I was in the middle of the team and you just can't chase nothing from there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/lasthill.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took one of the long trails and we were all tired when we got home!  This hill is just before our yard. It's fun when we leave cuz we run down it like lunatics and make Mom screech!  Coming home we usually take a break on the way up the hill!  Climbing is alot work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is not working for awhile after this week so we will be going running lots!  I hope!!  My leader dog training is gonna get started again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooowooo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya the happy sled dog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-3402880591960143563?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/3402880591960143563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=3402880591960143563&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3402880591960143563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3402880591960143563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-came-back.html' title='Winter came back!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-8290261194558031355</id><published>2009-01-19T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T20:25:29.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So boring....</title><content type='html'>Woooo furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/boredteyreg.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's boring here!  It's really warm.  We hate warm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/teyregrn.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Reggae ran around our pen a little bit, but we didnt find anything interesting to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/soboared.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very boring being a sled dog when it's 7C outside.  Boring!! It's too hot to run; the snow melts and then it gets icy.  Mom gave us some new toys and bones to keep us occupied, but it's still boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/boreddogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all just laying around, hoping it gets cold again before all our snow is gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooooo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya the bored!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-8290261194558031355?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/8290261194558031355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=8290261194558031355&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8290261194558031355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8290261194558031355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-boring.html' title='So boring....'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-8592308209297549779</id><published>2009-01-13T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:15:34.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We finally got to run!</title><content type='html'>Wooo wooo furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday it finally warmed up enough to get out and play. It was about -20C and it felt like spring!  Mom hooked us up and took us out. It was pretty slow going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/teamleak.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too many people had been out and our trail was covered with heavy snow.  Breaking trail is hard, hard work!  Mom had to help us alot!  She got a good workout too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/teamlakejan12.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Course, there was so much loose snow that Mom could get off the sled.  She had the snowhooks in and flipped the sled on it's side.  We have done that a few times and dragged her awhile, but this time she flipped it herself on purpose!  She freaks out when we do it, but apparently it's ok for her....weird!  Don't we look happy!  Reg-a-loo was a very happy lead dog!  Sundin was happy cuz he wasn't a lead dog and the rest of us were just happy to be out in the snow and sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/pipelinetrail.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the trail coming back into our yard.  The willows are getting very heavy and making the trail narrow!  We've had a lot of snow this winter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those silly weather people are saying it's going to get very warm this weekend and maybe even rain!  I sure hope that doesn't happen.  That will really ruin our trail.  It will just turn to ice and that is dangerous for us to run on and Mom won't take us on dangerous trails!  I don't want to have to stay in my yard again!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-8592308209297549779?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/8592308209297549779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=8592308209297549779&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8592308209297549779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8592308209297549779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-finally-got-to-run.html' title='We finally got to run!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-3308949030245344955</id><published>2009-01-11T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:39:24.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I can be still and Reggae too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See! Look how nice we posed for Mom!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok it didn't last long.  We were wrassling again right after the shutter click, but it is proof that I stop occasionally!  It was too cold yesterday to sit still anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-3308949030245344955?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/3308949030245344955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=3308949030245344955&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3308949030245344955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3308949030245344955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/01/still.html' title='Still...'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-3217529845433703984</id><published>2009-01-07T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:27:17.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is frosty!</title><content type='html'>Wooo wooo furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very frosty here lately...for weeks actually it has been very cold!  Today it is -40C!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/delafrost.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are frosty huskies!  That's my brother, Delta!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/frostyfound.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been practicing our pathetic looks!  Founder is very good at that look!  Looking pathetic gets us in the house quicker sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/teyannipl.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to stay warm by playing with my buddies.  It's harder to find someone to play with when it's this cold though!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/teyreg.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, Reggae agrees with me....It's never too cold to wrassle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-3217529845433703984?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/3217529845433703984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=3217529845433703984&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3217529845433703984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3217529845433703984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-is-frosty.html' title='It is frosty!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-7367647214499035795</id><published>2008-12-29T17:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T17:35:01.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays...</title><content type='html'>Woooo Furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope you all had a very happy holiday time.  I had a lot of fun!  We had a visitor for a few days, my Dad's step-mom.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/Scenery08/teamchristmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve me and my teammates took her for a sled ride!  I'm in the middle of that team, but you can't see me behind Reggae's big ol' head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/stockings.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We each got a stocking in the window!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/teytreats.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Christmas morning there was a rawhide candy cane in our stockings!  Santa Paws musta brought them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/mypres.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandma sent us a bunch of treats and toys. Mom had to rescue the box of doggy biscuits from that cat, Pete.  Silly cat, those aren't for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/pacerhide.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was all a little much for Pacer, but I was right in the middle of everything.   That's where i like to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope you had a Merry Christmas and that 2009 brings you only good things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooooooo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya and furmily!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-7367647214499035795?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/7367647214499035795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=7367647214499035795&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/7367647214499035795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/7367647214499035795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays...'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-5776580438654946430</id><published>2008-12-21T22:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:50:42.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stormy come home!</title><content type='html'>Wooos everyfur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my cyber-furiend, Stormy.  She lives in Peyton, Colorodo, but like us huskies are prone to do, she has escaped from her house!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0pX5sFHffM/SUhRAPrnYEI/AAAAAAAAB7o/QsSNzFVrrkQ/s400/Stormy+KholWOOrado"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stormy has been missing for a month!  She needs to get her furry butt home and I bet she needs some help to find her way.  I didn't live here when my brother, Delta, disappeared, but I know my Mom was very glad that people helped him find his way home.  I am sure Stormy's Mom would be very glad for any information about where her girly might be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;a href="http://thekholwooadokrew.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stormy's family's blog&lt;/a&gt;...if you live in Colorodo and you might know where Stormy is hiding....let her family know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come home, Stormy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-5776580438654946430?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/5776580438654946430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=5776580438654946430&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5776580438654946430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5776580438654946430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2008/12/stormy-come-home.html' title='Stormy come home!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0pX5sFHffM/SUhRAPrnYEI/AAAAAAAAB7o/QsSNzFVrrkQ/s72-c/Stormy+KholWOOrado' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-6100844124543006825</id><published>2008-12-13T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T23:56:44.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dashing through the snow..</title><content type='html'>Wooo furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got to go running today.  Mom was a bit nervous so we only took a baby team, just four dogs, but it was still fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/firstrun.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Reggae and Anvik up front and then me and Pacer!  Reggae did really good!  He didn't know our trail at all so Mom had to give him a couple commands twice, but he got us all by 3 loose dogs with no troubles.  Mom says she can teach the direction commands easy peasy, but that "on-by" command is hard to teach!  I think it's gonna be hard to learn too; I would have liked to stop and play with those dogs!  I gotta get my working brain back on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/flashy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went in the late afternoon and it gets dark early here!  On the way home, Mom had to put our flashy collars on.  They have little red lights in them.  They don't really help us to see where we are going, but they help other trail users see that we are coming!  This is 'specially important if a snowmachine is coming!  We don't want to crash with one of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom says we will go running again on Monday.  She's not nervous anymore so we will take six dogs and go a bit farther!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOooo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya the BabyDog SledDog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-6100844124543006825?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/6100844124543006825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=6100844124543006825&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/6100844124543006825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/6100844124543006825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2008/12/dashing-through-snow.html' title='Dashing through the snow..'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-4195279619152006694</id><published>2008-12-08T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:58:01.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross your paws...</title><content type='html'>My Dad just left with Reggae in the van!  He is going to get neutered today--Reggae, not my Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/Dogs%2008/happyreg.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it won't take Reggae too long to get back to his happy self.  I like wrassling with him!  Plus it is snowing like crazy!  There is enough snow to get the sled out so we need our leader dog back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-4195279619152006694?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/4195279619152006694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=4195279619152006694&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4195279619152006694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4195279619152006694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2008/12/cross-your-paws.html' title='Cross your paws...'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-5919652838159246454</id><published>2008-12-01T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T16:11:19.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to Skijor...</title><content type='html'>Woooo furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I learned to do something new.  I went skijoring with my Mom!  It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/teyhajor.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me a few minutes to figure out that I wasn't supposed to run off into the trees and stuff!  Mom went "TEHYA NO" a few times, but we never crashed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/tehyaskijor.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I figured it out and we were zipping down the trail!  We went on the lake too.  There were lots of trails there to practice on and no trees for Mom to crash into!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/tehyacoco.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even made a new friend. Mom gave me free run around time cuz I was being such a good girl.  This chocolate lab named Coco was on the lake.  We had a good game of chase and bitey face.  I never played with a lab dog before so I didn't know that they liked to play bitey face too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-5919652838159246454?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/5919652838159246454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=5919652838159246454&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5919652838159246454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5919652838159246454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2008/12/learning-to-skijor.html' title='Learning to Skijor...'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-2532353644110224522</id><published>2008-11-27T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T20:22:46.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My brofurs are in trouble....</title><content type='html'>WOOOOO &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My brofurs are in trouble! My brofurs are in trouble!!  Mom says I"m her bestest girl!  My brofurs are in trouble!!  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Reggae and Pacer got in a little scuffle this afternoon.  Fortunately, my Dad was home and he got them apart before anything too terrible happened!  (Dad says it's *&amp;^%$$ hard to break up a fight with one hand!)  Pacer had to go to the vet cuz he had a few holes in him!  None of them are very big, but those little holes can cause big trouble!  Especially cuz Pacer has one in his neck!  It is very close to some important vein!  If that got ripped open and my Dad wasn't home, Pacer mighta died!  Oh, that would have been terrible!    &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Reggae is in big trouble! He's in the little pen all by himself for the rest of the day!  Mom told him "you're gonna loose your nuts for this one".  I don't know what that means, but I'm thinking Reggae is going to the vet soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chum is in our usual pen all by himself too.  He wasn't fighting but he was cheering them on and trying to get in himself!  Dummy!!!  My brothers are in trouble!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was not involved in the fighting at all.  I was totally freaked out! I hate fighting! &lt;strong&gt;Hate it!!&lt;/strong&gt;Usually us girls like to jump in there if we haven't started the whole problem, but I just can't stand it when there are fights! When Dad came out, I went racing right by him to the house!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that when you don't get involved in the fight you get extra treats and lovin'?!!  So far today I've had a Dentabone and a giant rawhide!  I got special treats on my dinner!  Plus I got to hang out with Dad in the house and the humans keep telling me what a good, good girl I am!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My brofurs are in trouble. I'm in the house! Nah, Nah, Nah boo, booo!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tehya, the BESTEST girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-2532353644110224522?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/2532353644110224522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=2532353644110224522&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/2532353644110224522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/2532353644110224522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-brofurs-are-in-trouble.html' title='My brofurs are in trouble....'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-8528437488984432837</id><published>2008-11-25T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:17:55.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Momma and her son intro...</title><content type='html'>We got a few dogs here who share some bloodlines.  Like Pingo and her son Sundin.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/pingogoofy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Pingo.  She is well, she's quirky.  She has some very much weird habits, like rolling around and showing off her belly!  She was a leader dog for many years.  Mom got her when she was almost six years old.  Now she is almost 12 and her hips are getting hurty so she is retired now.  We think she likes being retired!  She sure does like the couch!  Pingo was a good leader but she liked to pick her own trails.  She didn't always listen when Mom said which way to go, but she always got us home. Mom says Pingo has "trail sense".  That means that if she refuses to go down a certain trail, there is probably a reason, like a moose or something.  Maybe I can learn that trick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/sunearsup.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Pingo's son, Sundin.  Pingo got spayed as soon as she got here, but she had a litter of puppies before that!  Sundin is about 8 years old.  He's lived here for three years.  He is totally shy of everything except running.  He likes being a sled dog.  He has done races all over the place, not with our team, but where he used to live.  Mom just figured out that Sundin doesn't really like leading. He'll get us home, but he ain't happy about it! He likes to run in "swing", right behind the leader dogs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundin recently realized that my Mom isn't a evil human.  This summer he started letting Mom pet him whenever she wanted to.  He didn't run and hide in his house or bark at her while running away.  A couple nights ago he even hit her hand with his snooter and asked for some lovin'!  He's never done that before!  We like seeing them shy dogs learn ot relax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-8528437488984432837?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/8528437488984432837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=8528437488984432837&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8528437488984432837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/8528437488984432837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2008/11/momma-and-her-son-intro.html' title='A Momma and her son intro...'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-1949901625590551560</id><published>2008-11-18T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:28:19.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few more intros...</title><content type='html'>Woooo Everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a bit distracted with the arrival of my new brofurr, but now it's time to get back to the pack intros!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/ozziers.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Ozzy.  You already met his littermate, Mac.  Mom calls Ozzy a troublemaker. He's very yappy and active.  Sometimes he starts a big ruckus in the yard!  Usually that means he needs some exercise.  A tired Ozzy is a good Ozzy. He's very shy with people he doesn't know, but he loves Mom.  Ozzy is a good sled dog, but he gets really skinny!  Mom had a buncha tests run on him last year to make sure he wasn't sick. He ain't, he just burns alot of calories.  Ozzy gets special high calorie food and lots of it. He eats more than Heyoka and he only weighs 40 pounds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/early.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Earle. He is one of only two dogs here who ain't never lived anywhere else.  Earle has been with Mom and Dad since he was a little puppy!  He's a very, very nice boy.  When a new one arrives here, they almost always meet Earle first.  He likes all dogs! He likes kids, he likes big humans and cats and everyone.  Earle is just plain ol' nice!   Earle has some health troubles. His thyroid is all wonky and he has to take pills twice a day, plus he has a special diet cuz he has chronic pancreatitis too!  He can't have any fatty, yummy treats or he pukes and pukes and pukes!  He takes happy pills too!  Earle is a bit of a worrier, especially when our routine gets changed even a little bit.  When he worries, he rips his fur out.  Now he is on Clomicalm and he doesn't do that anymore! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/banditnap.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last one for today, this is Bandit.  Bandit is one of our seniors. I think he's the oldest boy dog in the pack.  He will be twelve next month.  Bandit is a cranky old man dog, but Mom says he's always been that way!  He likes to guard his treasures all day.  He has lots of weird treasure things, like Dad's work gloves!  Bandit used to live next door to us, but he ran away from them all the time.  One day, Mom just didnt' take him home.  His people knew where he was and if they wanted him back, they coulda come over!  But they didn't and a couple weeks later, Mom came home and found a bag of Bandit's stuff hanging on our door!  They even dropped off his AKC papers....no one else here has those!  Now very nice people in Bandit's old house and Bandit lives here forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More intros later this weeek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-1949901625590551560?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/1949901625590551560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=1949901625590551560&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/1949901625590551560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/1949901625590551560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2008/11/few-more-intros.html' title='A few more intros...'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-7878039663250641735</id><published>2008-11-10T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T15:34:51.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like him!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I got to meet my new brofurr nose to nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/teyregmet.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how smart he is, putting his head down. It's like he knows that I am the boss of him!  I can be a bit bossy, so I've been told!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/reggaeteyplay.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like him!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/play.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like him alot!&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reggae likes me too.  He likes to play bitey face and wrasslin' and when we played chase he let me be the chaser.  I do love that game, but I hate being chased!  Like I said, I can be a bit bossy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/thanksmom.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the new brofurr, Mom. I think this is gonna work out just fine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-7878039663250641735?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/7878039663250641735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=7878039663250641735&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/7878039663250641735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/7878039663250641735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-like-him.html' title='I like him!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-4564607932244388634</id><published>2008-11-09T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T10:26:16.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a new brofurr!!!</title><content type='html'>WOOOOO Everyfur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my Mom left very early, which is weird cuz it was Saturday and she usually stays home on the weekends.  She went to see her friend, Trish, where Sleet and Paxil used to live.  She came home with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/reggaeprofile.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is Reggae! Mom says he's our new lead dog and my new brofurr!! He's 9 years old, but he acts like a young dog!  He's very healthy and seems pretty happy.  Trish is nice to her dogs so it's not like he's been hit or anything mean.  He just didn't fit in with her other dogs anymore cuz they are really fast and run really far.  Our Mom is a more laid back musher.  We usually only take six or eight dogs at a time and we don't go more than about 20 miles most days.  Mom doesn't race so it don't matter how fast we go either.  So Reggae should be a good fit for our team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/reggaehome.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom says he is gonna help train me.  So when he has to retire, hopefully not for a couple years, I will be ready to take over!  That sounds good to me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/teywatch.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only sniffed him through the fence.  He seems nice enough!  Mom says he's a bit shy, but not like Delta kinda shy, just a bit nervous.  Can't blame him for that.  After all he is in a new place and it's kinda crazy here!  Mom says today she's gonna let Reggae in my pen so we can get to know each other!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOooooooo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-4564607932244388634?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/4564607932244388634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=4564607932244388634&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4564607932244388634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4564607932244388634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-got-new-brofurr.html' title='I got a new brofurr!!!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-1062250067375247580</id><published>2008-11-04T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T21:03:51.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new digs....</title><content type='html'>Wooooooo furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna take a break from the pack intros for this post so I can show you my new digs!  I got a new pen yesterday!  When my humans aren't home to supervise, we get split up into smaller groups. Mom says there is less chance of a giant bill from Dr. Rick that way!  My group is Pacer and Chum and me and sometimes Franklin or Paxil or Anvik.  We had a nice little pen with our toys and bones.  It was a good size. We had enough room to run and play.  But my Dad got it in his head that we needed a bigger pen and that the last piece of our land needed to be fenced.  There was about half an acre that wasn't fenced off yet!  Now that is my pen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/happydogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's totally awesome!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/newpen.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have hills and willows and trees and all sorts of stuff to run around!  My Dad stores some of his junk out there too.  He has alot of junk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/playingpals.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have lots of room to play Husky WWF now! WOOOO HOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/chewingchum.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chum can run, but he can't hide!  I will chew on him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom would like me to tell any humans reading this that if you decide to build a fence, you should do it before the ground freezes and there is a foot of snow on the ground!  I learned some interesting new words from her and Dad on Sunday afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOS&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-1062250067375247580?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/1062250067375247580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=1062250067375247580&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/1062250067375247580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/1062250067375247580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-new-digs.html' title='My new digs....'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-4131829458393651280</id><published>2008-10-31T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T20:41:31.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Intros...</title><content type='html'>Since it's their 7th birthday, I thought it was a good time to introduce y'all to my brofurs, Delta and Antare!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/antarenap.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Antare.  He's bit of yappy boy. He's always barking and wooing and running around!  He likes to lead our group howl sessions.  He's very shy, but he likes other dogs and he likes to pull the sled.  He doesn't act all chickeny when he sees his harness!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/calendar_delta.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Delta or Delta the Digger Dog as my Mom calls him. He doesn't dig any more than the rest of us, but my Mom is weird!  Delta is UBER-shy.  He doesn't let anyone pet him.  Him and Mom have a big routine they go through when she wants to pet him or bring him inside or something.  A couple years ago, Delta got out of our yard somehow and he was gone for a whole month.  He was very far from home when Mom found him and she had a hard time catching him!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delta and Antare had a bad start in their lives.  They were very neglected puppies. They probably wouldn't be so shy if they had a better puppyhood.  They spent a long time in the shelter too before my Mom got them.   Mom got them when this other dog who was a foster here almost killed one of Mom's forever dogs, my sisfur Kayleigh.  Hmmm....does that make any sense????  That mean dog had to go back to the shelter and Mom was so distraught that somehow she managed to drop off one dog and bring home two!  That other dog got adopted too a couple weeks later to a perfect for her home!  So it all worked out in the end.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween Birthday, Delta and Antare!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-4131829458393651280?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/4131829458393651280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=4131829458393651280&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4131829458393651280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4131829458393651280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2008/10/birthday-intros.html' title='Birthday Intros...'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-1028199536350895280</id><published>2008-10-29T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T21:50:14.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some of my packmates...</title><content type='html'>Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooo everyfur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all already met my buddy, Pacer. I thought I'd introduce a couple more of my packmates.  It could take awhile to meet all of us!  We are a pretty big group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/chumm.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my good friend, Chum!  Me and Chum and Pacer hang out together in our pen when Mom isn't home.  Chum is a bit of a doofus!  Mom says he missed something in his puppyhood and other dogs don't always get Chum!  I totally get him!  I also chase and chew on him!  He usually wears a collar, but I chewed it off him and into a million bits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/macnap.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mac.  Mac is very shy, but he likes me.   Everyone likes me and if they don't I will win them over!  Mac got in a big bunch of trouble last winter and he ain't allowed to run loose ever again, except in our fenced yard!  He can still be a sled dog though.  He's really a good boy and lotssa fun. He just had a big ol' brain fart that one day!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/pirasnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Pirate.  She's about a million years old! Oh, Mom says she's only 15!  She's only been here for about 8 months.  She's had a buncha homes in her life. The last one was with some people my Mom knows, or used to know rather.  When Pirate started getting sick and hurty, as old dogs will do, those people took her back to the shelter instead of to the vet.  Mom got her outta the shelter place and to our nice Dr. Rick right away.  Pirate does have a whole bunch of medical troubles, like athritis and peeing trouble and...you know old dog stuff!  She takes a bunch of medicine every day and does just fine!  Mom says Pirate might not be here for very long, but she's gonna be comfy, dry and loved while she is here!  Pirate has taught me not to be a hooligan all the time!  I gotta respect my elders!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/heybel.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my malamute brofur, Heyoka.  He's a doofus!  Me and Heyoka had a rough start together.  The first whole day I lived here, I tried to drink out of his water bowl and he chomped my head!  Mom was less than thrilled about that!  Dr. Rick was very worried about me cuz I had a break in my head bone, but him and Mom took good care of me and it healed up just fine. I do got a little dent in the top of my head to remind me not to steal Heyoka's water!  Me and Heyoka weren't allowed near each other for over a year, but we got re-introduced this fall and now we get along.  We ain't exactly BFF's, but we're ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for tonight. I'm going to snuggle with my humans for a while before bed. I'll introduce the rest of the pack soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-1028199536350895280?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/1028199536350895280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=1028199536350895280&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/1028199536350895280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/1028199536350895280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-of-my-packmates.html' title='Some of my packmates...'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-5539933276961432589</id><published>2008-10-18T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T16:29:40.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playin' with Pacer</title><content type='html'>Wooo Furiends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having a fun day playing in the snow!  Yup, snow and it ain't melting!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/lounging.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my packmates are just being lazy and lounging around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/tehyahappy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But being lazy just ain't in my nature!  I've always got things to do, places to go, dogs to play with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/tehychewpace.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my buddy, Pacer!  He's one of my favorite chew toys, wrasslin' partners, all that fun stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/paceplaytey.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before me, Pacer didn't have anyone to play with!  He's kinda shy and the dogs were just bullies to him!  Good thing I got here before he was too old to play!  He's like 8, but he still likes to wrassle with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/happfirends.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See we are happy friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go back outside now. I haven't chewed on Pacer for at least half an hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-5539933276961432589?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/5539933276961432589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=5539933276961432589&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5539933276961432589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5539933276961432589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2008/10/playin-with-pacer.html' title='Playin&apos; with Pacer'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-671476938124061266</id><published>2008-10-06T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T01:04:55.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dude, that's my dinner!</title><content type='html'>WOOOO furiends, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today a nice human friend of my Mom's gave her some caribou bones.  His dogger, my buddy Cobber, couldn't eat that many bones, but all of us can make quick work of them!  So I'm in my pen, chewing my bone, minding my own business, when I noticed someone else was minding my business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/eagle3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Eagle was watching me!  He wanted my caribou snacks!  Sorry, dude, that's my dinner, get your own!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom did make all our cats go in the house. They have a fenced in kitty run where they can safely play.  Safe from huskies and foxes and stuff like that, but Mom wasn't so sure it was safe from eagles.  The kitties can't go back out there til the eagle finds somewhere else to hang out!  They are pretty happy by the woodstove anyway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-671476938124061266?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/671476938124061266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=671476938124061266&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/671476938124061266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/671476938124061266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2008/10/dude-thats-my-dinner.html' title='Dude, that&apos;s my dinner!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-1695697299517896850</id><published>2008-10-02T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T09:16:15.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How I celebrated my Birthday</title><content type='html'>WOOOO WOOO Furiends.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very good birthday. Thanks so much for all your nice comments.  Mom gave us all moose bones to chew on.  I got a new stuffy and some tennis balls.  Pingo stole the tennis ball, but whatever, she likes them more than me anyway!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my best birthday present came from Mother Nature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/housesnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave me SNOW!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/teysnwo.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could be better than running around with your buddies in the snow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This snow didn't stay for too long, just a day or so, but more will coming very soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-1695697299517896850?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/1695697299517896850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=1695697299517896850&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/1695697299517896850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/1695697299517896850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-i-celebrated-my-birthday.html' title='How I celebrated my Birthday'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-5326254673360262967</id><published>2008-09-29T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T11:08:57.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me!!</title><content type='html'>Today is my birthday. Well, it's the day we picked to be my birthday.  No one knows for sure when I was born, but it was sometime in September two years ago!  September 29 is a sad day for my Mom's family so she thought it would be nice to have something fun to celebrate on this day!  So it's my birthday!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/solittle.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture from when I was truly a babydog. I was six months old in this one and I had just arrived at my new home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/play.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I love Anvik right from the start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/teycouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is me now!  I was hanging out on the couch yesterday supervising my Mom while she cleaned!  I'm a good helper that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/tehyanap.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is making me post this picture...she says it's a rare moment when I am still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/Tehya%20blog/tehytwo.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is me all grown up!  I'm not a babydog anymore, but Mom says I will always be her Babydog!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moose bones for everyone!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-5326254673360262967?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/5326254673360262967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=5326254673360262967&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5326254673360262967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/5326254673360262967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to me!!'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-4089279693020745528</id><published>2008-09-26T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T20:31:46.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Jack and Star</title><content type='html'>WOOOO WOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My buddies, Jack and Star, the Cyber-Sibes, gave me this award!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUjTCG24JBo/SNo74fMLJsI/AAAAAAAABWY/mzSaHeqEDUc/s400/iloveyrblogaward-1.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't that nice of them!!  Now I haffta think of some other blogs to nominate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooo &lt;br /&gt;Tehya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-4089279693020745528?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/4089279693020745528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=4089279693020745528&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4089279693020745528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/4089279693020745528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2008/09/thanks-jack-and-star.html' title='Thanks Jack and Star'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUjTCG24JBo/SNo74fMLJsI/AAAAAAAABWY/mzSaHeqEDUc/s72-c/iloveyrblogaward-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-7459214470972347433</id><published>2008-09-19T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T22:26:03.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walkies with my Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wooooooo Furiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/tehyawalkies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tonight I went for walkies with my Mom and a few of my furiends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/running.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unlike some of the other dogs here, I am allowed off leash.  Lots of huskies just run away if they get loose.  My border collie side keeps me a little closer to my humans.  Although, Mom does see alot of my tail when we got for off-leash walkies!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/happychum.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My pen-mates, Chum and Pacer, came along tonight.  We stay in a pen together when Mom isn't home to supervise us.  Most of us doggers get along, but 25 dogs unsupervised and loose together, well, that's a bad idea!  Chum lives with me because he's a bit of a troublemaker. He doesn't mean to start trouble, he just does!  He's very talky and not all the dogs understand what he's saying!  I get him though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/wrassl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We like to wrassle!  Don't worry, we aren't fighting.  We just like to play rough!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/hapypace.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My friend, Pacer came for a walk too.  Before me Pacer didn't have any friends.  The other dogs beat him up a few times...once so bad that Dr. Candace wasn't sure Pacer would live!  But he did and now he has me to play with and he's much happier!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/daisyduke.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, yeah, Daisy came too.  I guess I should explain about Daisy.  Daisy is NOT our dog; she doesn't actually live here, but don't tell her that.  She thinks she does live here.  She comes over every day!  We almost never go for a walk without Daisy tagging along.  She actually belongs to someone who lives in our area. He's not mean to her, but he doesn't seem to pay very much attention to her!  So she comes here to play and stuff. My Mom loves her like she really did live here!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/mylake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We didn't go anywhere too exciting tonight.   Just to my lake.  Oh, Mom says it's not really m&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;y lake, but I think it is!  I go there alot!&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/likeswim.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like to swim. The water is getting a bit cold now though!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/stinky.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We did find some stinky stuff to roll in on our way home.  Mom was thrilled!  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom doesn't have to work for a couple days. Maybe we will do something exciting on the weekend!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-7459214470972347433?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/7459214470972347433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=7459214470972347433&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/7459214470972347433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/7459214470972347433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2008/09/walkies-with-my-mom.html' title='Walkies with my Mom'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635917813094590730.post-3534775020919727046</id><published>2008-09-17T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T23:16:50.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sheesh, I'm almost two and my human just let me get a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I should introduce myself before I start ranting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/teycollar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Tehya, that means precious in Cherokee...cuz I am precious! I am a border collie-husky mix. I'm little, smart, always on the go and always up for an adventure! I'm also a sled dog, but I get to sleep on the couch too! My human doesn't think sled dogs have to be chained up and outside to be working dogs! We aren't a race team, we just run around for fun! I'm learning to be a lead dog. Mom says I'll be great when my brain turns on...whatever that means!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/Glacier1998/blog%20pics/ta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of doggie friends. My best buddy is Anvik. That's him in the picture. I like to chew on him and he likes to be chewed on! There are 25 of us here. We mostly get along(why is Mom knocking on that piece of wood?). I am the Babydog. I will be two this month. I'm at least four years younger than everyone else here. We even have a couple dogs who are pushing 15!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are almost all rescued dogs or rehomed. Some of us weren't in any danger in our first homes, we just couldn't stay there! I was running around, minding my own business one day in February 2007, when some dude from Animal Control caught me and put me in a cage. My owners wouldn't post my bail and I was just about to be sent to the Bridge when my Mom's friend, Deb, rescued me. She saves Border Collies. I'm not quite border collie enough or quite husky enough for a breed rescue. So she called my Mom. Cuz my Mom is a sucker!! Yup, she's a sucker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took a few days to convince her adopting a six month old girl dog was a good idea, but 18 months later we both agree it was one of the best ideas she ever had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will enjoy my adventures. I hope my human remembers to let me type again soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;Tehya the Babydog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635917813094590730-3534775020919727046?l=tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/feeds/3534775020919727046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=635917813094590730&amp;postID=3534775020919727046&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3534775020919727046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635917813094590730/posts/default/3534775020919727046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehyathebabydog.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally.html' title='Finally....'/><author><name>Tehya the BabyDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825582852710837870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ER06t2i-vE8/SrgmxsfjF4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lX2WvOtGBSI/S220/teahy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry></feed>
