<?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-8827099809731780412</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:41:12.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bailey's Bacon</title><subtitle type='html'>The adventure....of a schnauzer</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baileysbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baileysbacon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bailey, Oma's darling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01463942491980638623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3LJUIW-MUI/AAAAAAAAACA/QGNAomn7jyo/S220/IMG_0181.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8827099809731780412.post-589573064003798723</id><published>2008-11-11T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T03:21:21.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A short hello from me!</title><content type='html'>Hye guys.....&lt;br /&gt;Have been busy lately and not taking care about my dear followers. Here's a short update of how my life is at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think I just took up the habit of chewing my food before swallowing it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I just found out how nice poems and books can be (for reading of course, noet eating!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And I started liking cabbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Life's wonderful here....I'm trying my best to keep up with the outside world. I followed the presidential campaign and just read in the doggypaper that Obama will have a first dog!!! How I wish that I would be in this position...getting your nails trimmed every day.....luxury menus....all what a poor doggy like me needs...in the white house.....representing a WHOLE country!! the&lt;br /&gt;USA. Yes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not in the USA at the moment. Lets get back to business. Where's my bacon, Oma?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8827099809731780412-589573064003798723?l=baileysbacon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default/589573064003798723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default/589573064003798723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baileysbacon.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#589573064003798723' title='A short hello from me!'/><author><name>Bailey, Oma's darling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01463942491980638623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3LJUIW-MUI/AAAAAAAAACA/QGNAomn7jyo/S220/IMG_0181.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8827099809731780412.post-5825100937820080176</id><published>2008-10-01T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T07:54:27.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Records</title><content type='html'>Here are some of the most amazing doggie facts I've ever heard....I seldomly read the Dog Times, you know, but these dogs are truly influential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Worlds &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;largest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dog..... The worlds heaviest as well as longest dog ever recorded was an Old English Mastiff named Zorba. In 1989, Zorba weighed 343 lbs and was 8 feet 3 inches long from nose to tail! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worlds &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;tallest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dog..... The tallest dog on record was named Shamgret Danzas. He was 42 inches tall (at the shoulder!) and weighed 238 lbs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worlds &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;smallest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dog..... The smallest dog in history was a tiny Yorkie from Blackburn, England. At two years of age and fully grown this little dude was an incredible 2.5 inches tall by 3.75 inches long! He weighed only 4 ounces! HE was approximately the size of a matchbox. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worlds &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oldest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dog..... The oldest dog that has been reliably documented was an Australian cattle-dog named Bluey. He was put to sleep at the age of 29 years and 5 months! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worlds Best &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Drug Sniffing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Dogs.....A US Customs Labrador named "Snag" has made 118 drug seizures worth a canine record $810 million. The greatest number of drug seizures by dogs is 969 in 1988. IN ONE YEAR! The team of "Rocky" and "Barco" patrolled the Texas and Mexico border, alias "Cocaine Alley." They were so good that Mexican drug lords put a price of $30,000 dollars on their heads. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(All this cool info is from the site &lt;a href="http://www.dogquotes.com/dogfacts1.htm"&gt;http://www.dogquotes.com/dogfacts1.htm&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8827099809731780412-5825100937820080176?l=baileysbacon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default/5825100937820080176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default/5825100937820080176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baileysbacon.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#5825100937820080176' title='Records'/><author><name>Bailey, Oma's darling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01463942491980638623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3LJUIW-MUI/AAAAAAAAACA/QGNAomn7jyo/S220/IMG_0181.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8827099809731780412.post-8276890789030720970</id><published>2008-10-01T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T07:43:02.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroic dogs</title><content type='html'>Have you ever realised how much dogs help human society? We help those blind people cross the road, bring our owners the Daily Mail, find humans under rubble after an earthquake, for instance....and of course....OF COURSE......we are utterly cute and handsome!(most of us, really....and I'm sure you know I'm one of those)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've actually not realised this fact before. That we're not just here to sink our butts into the coushins our owners supply for us.....no, we're here to help human mankind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8827099809731780412-8276890789030720970?l=baileysbacon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default/8276890789030720970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default/8276890789030720970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baileysbacon.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#8276890789030720970' title='Heroic dogs'/><author><name>Bailey, Oma's darling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01463942491980638623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3LJUIW-MUI/AAAAAAAAACA/QGNAomn7jyo/S220/IMG_0181.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8827099809731780412.post-531850125524395899</id><published>2008-08-01T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T07:52:37.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I handsome?</title><content type='html'>Hi guys, sorry for not updating my site.&lt;br /&gt;Had some Beauty Sleep to improve by droopy tummy.&lt;br /&gt;Have been eating a lot lately (basically bacon of course...a piece here and there)!&lt;br /&gt;Dogs just are basically concious of their appearances, especially males...&lt;br /&gt;coz...haha...you know, the ladies have eyes only for the most elegant ones.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm trying to keep up with the latest dog fashion on the market.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8827099809731780412-531850125524395899?l=baileysbacon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default/531850125524395899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default/531850125524395899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baileysbacon.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#531850125524395899' title='Am I handsome?'/><author><name>Bailey, Oma's darling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01463942491980638623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3LJUIW-MUI/AAAAAAAAACA/QGNAomn7jyo/S220/IMG_0181.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8827099809731780412.post-3341345173150616961</id><published>2007-12-25T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T15:29:00.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doggies lurve dancin' , ya know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cdbaby.com/mp3lofi/sac-01.m3u"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147974788508954882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="217" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3FHy4W-MQI/AAAAAAAAABc/PVlHXdWQDh8/s320/IMG_0151.JPG" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dogs have the dancing spirit in them. When they hear music, their tails start to wag first, then swing to the beat. I know you don't believe. Till I bring my gal, then you'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pix to prove for a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Click on my dancing picture to find out more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8827099809731780412-3341345173150616961?l=baileysbacon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default/3341345173150616961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default/3341345173150616961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baileysbacon.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#3341345173150616961' title='Doggies lurve dancin&apos; , ya know?'/><author><name>Bailey, Oma's darling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01463942491980638623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3LJUIW-MUI/AAAAAAAAACA/QGNAomn7jyo/S220/IMG_0181.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3FHy4W-MQI/AAAAAAAAABc/PVlHXdWQDh8/s72-c/IMG_0151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8827099809731780412.post-4673652588698190157</id><published>2007-11-16T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T10:02:30.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi guys, I just LOVE BACON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3FEnYW-MPI/AAAAAAAAABU/1VAlC3ncNP0/s1600-h/IMG_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147971292405575922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3FEnYW-MPI/AAAAAAAAABU/1VAlC3ncNP0/s200/IMG_0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly...... I've never been so lucky......&lt;br /&gt;Today, Oma gave me a piece of bacon.....(Although I know it's really bad for me....Bacon is bad for health) And some delicious doggie food, instead of cabbage and carrots.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in seventh heaven, I tell ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why I love bacon. The best thing about it is its smoky taste when it melts away in your mouth.....heavenly food, heavenly food.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think that other dogs are better off than me. They eat all kinds of food, while I'm under a strict diet program without my own choice. Never mind...........That's life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to tell you.....My Oma is GREAT. She truly loves me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8827099809731780412-4673652588698190157?l=baileysbacon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default/4673652588698190157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default/4673652588698190157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baileysbacon.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#4673652588698190157' title='Hi guys, I just LOVE BACON'/><author><name>Bailey, Oma's darling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01463942491980638623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3LJUIW-MUI/AAAAAAAAACA/QGNAomn7jyo/S220/IMG_0181.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3FEnYW-MPI/AAAAAAAAABU/1VAlC3ncNP0/s72-c/IMG_0154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8827099809731780412.post-8464135341577446240</id><published>2007-09-15T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T16:09:58.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be a goooood dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cdbaby.com/mp3lofi/sac-03.m3u"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147970227253686498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3FDpYW-MOI/AAAAAAAAABM/gkYgNnEyALI/s320/IMG_0838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never experienced such a stern Oma before.&lt;br /&gt;Today, she scolded me just because I ate a morsel of chocolate that DROPPED on the linoleum floor. I was both overjoyed and grateful to accept the fact that this choc piece was ENTIRELY mine. I mean, normally humans don't eat things that drop there.....that's a fact. So Oma wouldn't have eaten the piece that dropped, right?&lt;br /&gt;Dogs are less concious about such matters. We eat everything, our immune system is stronger, apparently.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Oma started scolding me non stop like no ones business. I mean, why and what for?? She told me (or rather yelled at me) that chocolate would make blokes like me sick. Sick? Oh boy.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll never eat chocolate again. Especially when it falls on the floor. Hihi. I love her anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Click on Oma's picture to find out what she says.&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/8827099809731780412-8464135341577446240?l=baileysbacon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default/8464135341577446240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default/8464135341577446240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baileysbacon.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#8464135341577446240' title='Be a goooood dog'/><author><name>Bailey, Oma's darling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01463942491980638623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3LJUIW-MUI/AAAAAAAAACA/QGNAomn7jyo/S220/IMG_0181.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3FDpYW-MOI/AAAAAAAAABM/gkYgNnEyALI/s72-c/IMG_0838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8827099809731780412.post-2048075771097271259</id><published>2007-09-02T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T14:10:45.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marley &amp; me by John Grogan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I just LOVE this Bestseller!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Marley &amp;amp; me, by John Grogan, is a novel about a crazy Labrador retriever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It's a real story......John and his wife Jenny had this dog before, a few years back. Marley was a golden retriever who absolutely enjoyed life. He was the perfect example of what a dog's life should actually be. He was free, wild and of course......out of his mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The Highlight.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Marley "ate" the wedding present of the couple. It was an expensive golden necklace. Oh what fear! The Grogans kept waiting, and waiting.....until the necklace had to exit from the "place".(You know where). It was more polished than before......and you can imagine why...unless you know nothing about the magical power of dog's guts. Simply put, Marley was praised for a great job done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Wow.....what a life. I'd love to be in his shoes. Wild, free and always pardoned for foolish deeds! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8827099809731780412-2048075771097271259?l=baileysbacon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default/2048075771097271259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default/2048075771097271259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baileysbacon.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#2048075771097271259' title='Marley &amp; me by John Grogan'/><author><name>Bailey, Oma's darling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01463942491980638623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3LJUIW-MUI/AAAAAAAAACA/QGNAomn7jyo/S220/IMG_0181.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8827099809731780412.post-3505279956807681288</id><published>2007-08-16T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T09:37:33.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3E_aYW-MLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Y6xXUvy8PAQ/s1600-h/IMG_0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147965571509137586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3E_aYW-MLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Y6xXUvy8PAQ/s400/IMG_0167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dogs live here&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="justify"&gt;If you don't want to be greeted with paws and swinging tails, don't come inside because dogs live here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you don't like the feeling of a cold nose or a wet tongue, don't come inside because dogs live here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you don't want to step over many scattered toys, don't come inside because dogs live here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you think that a home ought to smell like perfume, don't come inside because dogs live here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you don't mind all this, you will instantly be loved when you come inside, because dogs live here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Author unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh God, this poem makes me feel great. I mean, this displays our Doggy rights......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Love it!!! So what is we smell or have wet tongues?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8827099809731780412-3505279956807681288?l=baileysbacon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default/3505279956807681288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default/3505279956807681288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baileysbacon.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#3505279956807681288' title='Oh my.....'/><author><name>Bailey, Oma's darling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01463942491980638623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3LJUIW-MUI/AAAAAAAAACA/QGNAomn7jyo/S220/IMG_0181.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3E_aYW-MLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Y6xXUvy8PAQ/s72-c/IMG_0167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8827099809731780412.post-4464455284810941435</id><published>2007-08-15T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T16:21:36.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My greatest woe</title><content type='html'>Fleas......oh NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hate fleas....they itch and they bite AND they lay eggs on my body!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last week, Oma saw black spots all over my body and immediately washed me with special flea shampoo! Sometimes I really pity myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Fleas are little beasts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;All they want is a big feast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;That's why I think it's my greatest woe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;To have a flea as my foe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Dear flea, I'm just a dog , you know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I hate the itching on my body so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I have no chance to defend me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;So I tell myself "Just wait and see"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Please little flea have mercy on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Maybe kindness is the key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;to tame you, make me your friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;and we live in harmony till the end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Oh....God. Lovely poem I just love to create about Dog Rights.&lt;br /&gt;They're reaaaaaaly important to me, you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Do me a favor, scratch my back &lt;a href="http://cdbaby.com/mp3lofi/sac-05.m3u"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(click &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HERE &lt;/span&gt;to scratch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8827099809731780412-4464455284810941435?l=baileysbacon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default/4464455284810941435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default/4464455284810941435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baileysbacon.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#4464455284810941435' title='My greatest woe'/><author><name>Bailey, Oma's darling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01463942491980638623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3LJUIW-MUI/AAAAAAAAACA/QGNAomn7jyo/S220/IMG_0181.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8827099809731780412.post-515695765950552830</id><published>2007-07-28T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T11:21:12.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bailey, the Schnauzer (in German, it means nose, doesn't it look cute?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3FAi4W-MMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/dLpQOxOF_2Y/s1600-h/IMG_0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147966817049653442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3FAi4W-MMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/dLpQOxOF_2Y/s400/IMG_0194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi everyone.... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Bailey, I love to see all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me introduce my dogself:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I love to eat.&lt;br /&gt;2. I love to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;3. I love Oma.&lt;br /&gt;4. I love bacon.&lt;br /&gt;5. I love cabbage.&lt;br /&gt;6. I love carrots.&lt;br /&gt;7. I love to go for a shower with Oma and get soakin' wet.&lt;br /&gt;8. I love walks.&lt;br /&gt;9.I love everything, except mosquitos.&lt;br /&gt;10. I'm a dog. A gooood dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.....don't expect me to be ruddy perfect dog.You know, Schnauzers get noisy and hungry at times, but often forgiven because their barks are charismatic.Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;So.....hahaha and bowowowow till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bailey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(P.S.Pls don't smack me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8827099809731780412-515695765950552830?l=baileysbacon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default/515695765950552830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8827099809731780412/posts/default/515695765950552830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baileysbacon.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#515695765950552830' title='Bailey, the Schnauzer (in German, it means nose, doesn&apos;t it look cute?)'/><author><name>Bailey, Oma's darling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01463942491980638623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3LJUIW-MUI/AAAAAAAAACA/QGNAomn7jyo/S220/IMG_0181.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FK1C4c_0ZGc/R3FAi4W-MMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/dLpQOxOF_2Y/s72-c/IMG_0194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
