<?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-8032281002758391841</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:44:53.836+10:00</updated><category term='Evil Cat'/><category term='Photo Shoot'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='New photos'/><category term='Tagged'/><category term='beach fun'/><title type='text'>Codes The Wonder Dog</title><subtitle type='html'>An Alaskan Malamute's daily life and tribulations








...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-2120876987895032057</id><published>2008-04-07T13:21:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T13:32:03.820+10:00</updated><title type='text'>New Website</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos/40494-1207262770-8.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey Everybody,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While I lay here getting attacked by the pup, could you please all make your way over to my &lt;a href="http://codesthewonderdog.wordpress.com/"&gt;fancy&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://codesthewonderdog.wordpress.com/"&gt;shiney&lt;/a&gt; new &lt;a href="http://codesthewonderdog.wordpress.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; that is located &lt;a href="http://codesthewonderdog.wordpress.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Or any of the other &lt;a href="http://codesthewonderdog.wordpress.com/"&gt;clickable&lt;/a&gt; words that I choose &lt;a href="http://codesthewonderdog.wordpress.com/"&gt;today&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really hope you like the new place and please, if it isn't too much to ask would it be ok if you all update your links? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about I bribe you with a photo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos/40494-1207262770-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Till Next Time-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032281002758391841-2120876987895032057?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/2120876987895032057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=2120876987895032057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/2120876987895032057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/2120876987895032057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-website.html' title='New Website'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-8609909380816905401</id><published>2008-04-04T11:29:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T11:42:24.928+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos/40494-1207262770-0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hey Everybody!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As you can see from that beautiful mug above, mum uploaded new photos! Whoot... I love her again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos/40494-1207262770-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm really excited that there are some new photos on here as I've been so slack and I feel bad about not letting you guys know what's been going on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;First off, let me tell you that Buz is annoying. His the most annoying puppy ever! All he ever does is jump and try to bite my face. I'm nice enough to let him have his fun but I eventually get over it and roll on him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here I am just trying to get a good photo:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos/40494-1207262085-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait... Somethings not right:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos/40494-1207262085-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His trying to take my spotlight!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos/40494-1207262085-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is another example:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos/40494-1207261842-13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had caught the right angle, but then I'm attacked... Again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos/40494-1207261842-14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just lucky that I love the little guy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos/40494-1207262770-13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Till next time -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oh and P.S: Mum is thinking about transferring my blog onto another host site so keep a look out for updates. Oh and also, check out &lt;a href="http://sundaysbestmusing.wordpress.com/"&gt;mum's&lt;/a&gt; blog for more pictures of us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032281002758391841-8609909380816905401?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/8609909380816905401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=8609909380816905401' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/8609909380816905401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/8609909380816905401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-7126005924028951078</id><published>2008-03-19T08:33:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T08:45:42.003+11:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been so long</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey Everybody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so extremely sorry that I haven't updated of late. Mum's been running around with her head chopped off and hasn't had time to take photos of us. She is pretty hopeless at the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing really is new at the moment except it has been so hot here of late. This is the hottest March we've had in - well since they started making records and it doesn't seem to be easing. Although this week has been fairly cool - thankfully!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Little Buz has grown to be quite big now, and we're getting along famously. If you call him jumping and biting at my face getting along. I just try to ignore him to hope he goes away but he just keeps at it. Eventually I get over it and will roll on top of him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Secretly I enjoy his attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Secretly I wanna kill him to, but that's just when he touches my toys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope everybody has a fantastic easter and stays safe. Remember - chocolate isn't good for dogs. Or so they say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh and mum wanted to say if you haven't already, check out her blog at &lt;a href="http://sundaysbestmusing.wordpress.com/"&gt;Sunday's Best&lt;/a&gt;. She'd appreciate it. I'd appreciate some cooperation from her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Till Next Time - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032281002758391841-7126005924028951078?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/7126005924028951078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=7126005924028951078' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/7126005924028951078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/7126005924028951078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-been-so-long.html' title='It&apos;s been so long'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-3272892841314961845</id><published>2008-03-04T10:41:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T14:43:23.326+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sparkling!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey everybody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a quick update (with no photos though sorry) to say that I have had my bath and I'm finally sparkling again. Buz thinks I smell heaps better... not that I need his approval.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, after much thinking (about 3 seconds) mum has decided to start up her own blog about her daily turmoil... It's called &lt;a href="http://sundaysbestmusing.wordpress.com/"&gt;Sunday's Best&lt;/a&gt; and you can find it &lt;a href="http://sundaysbestmusing.wordpress.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. She isn't exactly sure what is going to go into it but is just planning on letting it roll. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please tell your skin parents to check it out as she'd love the support. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway - I'm going to get onto her back about some photos now that I'm so clean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Till Next Time -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032281002758391841-3272892841314961845?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/3272892841314961845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=3272892841314961845' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/3272892841314961845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/3272892841314961845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2008/03/sparkling.html' title='Sparkling!'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-1175658194125919215</id><published>2008-02-28T09:44:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T10:16:40.327+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit of everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi Everybody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I thought I would do a little bit of everything today. &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;First up - A &lt;strong&gt;huge &lt;/strong&gt;thankyou to everyone who visits my little rants and raves and reads through them. I may not look it but I am so overly excited everytime I read someones comment. Thank you all so much. I love you all! Woo woo!&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;Next up - a little update on me: Mum hasn't taken any new photos of me just yet as she has got the groomer coming out Saturday morning to finally rid me of my coat once and for all. So sorry no photos of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also I have been really enjoying having the little rodent of a brother around of late. His main purpose in life is to jump at my face and try and bite me but I've been good and just ignoring him. We've been playing a bit of fetch together and it really is quite fun. Who'd have thought having a brother would be fun... Shhh... don't tell mum though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some photos of him - cause he is clean and not looking like a lost dog:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1203629793-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1203629793-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1203629793-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1203629793-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1203629793-8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1203630376-0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lastly - Mum doesn't really like to take over my blog with horsey things because well... this is a dog blog. However she was so dog damned proud of her friend the other day at his first western show that she just had to brag and post some photos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1204152322-0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1204152322-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1204152322-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1204152322-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1204152322-14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1204153345-0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Till next time -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032281002758391841-1175658194125919215?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/1175658194125919215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=1175658194125919215' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/1175658194125919215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/1175658194125919215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2008/02/bit-of-everything.html' title='A bit of everything'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-163280592966866175</id><published>2008-02-21T09:21:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T09:52:22.885+11:00</updated><title type='text'>First Site</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi Everybody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First up - Please everybody excuse the state of my coat in these photos.... I hate maulting so much as it makes me look like an unloved pet... Mum does love me - I think. Anyway this morning when she was feeding me she promised to get out a groomer to get all the coat out and hopefully make me sparkling again! But even she admits she has been a lazy mum and should have got stuck into my coat - but every time she has I just clump more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm also embarressed because I didn't want Cosi to have to see me like this. &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;Enough of that - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had only really met my brother through the glass of the sliding door, a hole in the gate and also a one off time when I was allowed inside but got way to crazy and tried to pounce on him that mum had to put me out again... Apparently Buz isn't there to be pounced on - just yet anyway.&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;But the other day mum let me out the front, I came tearing through then haulted to a very fast stop... There was something differant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1203546344-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something very differant! I had found a 'swirl' and it wasn't mine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then out of the blue it appeared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1203546344-2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was mesmorized... So was 'it'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1203546344-4.jpg" /&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;I went up for a quick sniff but quickly decided against it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1203546344-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then I braved up and decided to introduce myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1203546344-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He turned out not to be so bad. Perhaps a little squishy...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1203547150-0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Perhaps a little cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1203547150-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Perhaps just a little naughty...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1203546344-0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Or perhaps just a little edible...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1203546344-6.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Till Next Time -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032281002758391841-163280592966866175?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/163280592966866175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=163280592966866175' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/163280592966866175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/163280592966866175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2008/02/first-site.html' title='First Site'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-1287174750396986829</id><published>2008-02-14T09:06:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T09:19:00.233+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi Everybody!&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;I have alot - and I mean alot of catching up to do. First off - love is in the air... It's of course Valentines day - and I have a very special message for someone who a while ago I think I may have broke his heart... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R7NgR9FkF9I/AAAAAAAAAME/meC1_gJWAYg/s1600-h/P1010036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166579059096033234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R7NgR9FkF9I/AAAAAAAAAME/meC1_gJWAYg/s400/P1010036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So here goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To &lt;a href="http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cos&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You’re in my thoughts and in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wherever I may go;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Valentine’s Day I’d like to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I care more than you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so very very sorry I never replied to you. My brain is all over the place sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also - I recieved an award from the gorgeous &lt;a href="http://togothedog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Togo&lt;/a&gt; - Thanks buddy - Your the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166582684048431106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R7Njk9FkGAI/AAAAAAAAAMc/bVGf3C1iGok/s400/makemydayaward%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So I'd like to pass this award onto : &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rivsky-river.blogspot.com/"&gt;River&lt;/a&gt; - Your chicken eating skills are amusing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hollyshouse5.blogspot.com/"&gt;Holly&lt;/a&gt; - Your life never seems dull&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cos&lt;/a&gt; - Just because&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Woo! Thanks again Togo for the award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R7NgSdFkF-I/AAAAAAAAAMM/bvFWfHj4Wyg/s1600-h/P1010067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166579067685967842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R7NgSdFkF-I/AAAAAAAAAMM/bvFWfHj4Wyg/s400/P1010067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now onto the tagging. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The beautiful and lovely &lt;a href="http://hollyshouse5.blogspot.com/"&gt;Holly&lt;/a&gt; tagged me to play the 7 Weird Facts about myself game. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So here goes:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I live for tennis balls - however I'm not allowed to have them. Whenever I get a tennis ball I chomp and chew on it that hard that I always put holes in them. Then I chomp and chew even more and try to eat all the peices... Aparently its not good for me. I just like the taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never used to eat carrots - until one day I saw mum feeding Turps (RIP little bunny freind) one and from now on I search for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I prefer to live outside. If I'm inside to long I'll ring the bell to go out - I like to think that it's nice inside until I get in there... And then I realise it's better outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a stuffie collection and fettish. I know exactly which one I want and will search high and low for it on that paticular day. No other stuffie will substitute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I pull like there is no tomorrow. Mum always complains after we go for a walk because I always pull... Sometimes she puts me in a halti so that she doesn't get a sore arm - this works but I still pull if there is friends to be made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the occasion that mum has forgotten to put the lid back on my dog food container I have gorged myself to the extent that I look like I'm about to explode. It becomes uncomfortable for me to do anything - including sitting - and I just have to wait it out. Mum has been extremly careful of late to make sure it doesn't happen again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have only ever barked once - and that was actually just a woo that got cut off when I jumped and sounded a bit like a bark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the rules to the tag:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1. Once you are tagged, link back to the blogger who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;2. Post the rules on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;3. Post 7 random or weird facts about yourself on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 7 bloggers and link to them.&lt;br /&gt;5. Comment on their blog to let them know they have been tagged. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So here goes: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amberspersonaldiary.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amber&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://woosneighs-marlene.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cos&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://stevekatwilbur.blogspot.com/"&gt;Steve&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://eldiariodelorenza.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lorenza&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://togothedog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Togo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://rivsky-river.blogspot.com/"&gt;River&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://armyoffourdigest.blogspot.com/"&gt;Zim&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R7NgTdFkF_I/AAAAAAAAAMU/l0-DYtAs9uk/s1600-h/P1010087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166579084865837042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R7NgTdFkF_I/AAAAAAAAAMU/l0-DYtAs9uk/s400/P1010087.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So now with all of that aside... Here is my little brother (cause mum said I had to share).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Till Next Time -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos5/40494-1202851889-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Whoot! Hi pups, as you can see I am pretty tiny compared to my big sis Codes. I've met her a few times - through the gate, through the door but Oh MY FRUIT TINGLE! When I met her for the first time without a barrier I nearly had pup failure. See the thing I learnt (very quickly) is that although my sis is old (8) she is still very young and active. She came right up to me and pounced right in my face and all I could do was let out a yelp! I think though that I'll get used to her active ways... I hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos5/40494-1202852359-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is my Rubber Chicken - he squeaks really loudly and I just love him so much. I would do anything for him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos5/40494-1202853076-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bite him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos5/40494-1202854259-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sleep on him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos5/40494-1202854259-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bite him some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos5/40494-1202854259-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wrestle and I fling him around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos5/40494-1202854259-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my chicken....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the fudley - Buz&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/8032281002758391841-1287174750396986829?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/1287174750396986829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=1287174750396986829' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/1287174750396986829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/1287174750396986829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2008/02/hi-everybody-i-have-alot-and-i-mean.html' title='Valentines Day!'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R7NgR9FkF9I/AAAAAAAAAME/meC1_gJWAYg/s72-c/P1010036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-6360619569998639152</id><published>2008-02-12T09:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T13:04:49.097+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Buz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi Everybody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First off - just so that you all don't forget about me before all the 'cute' photos are posted here is me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165855082228750274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R7DN09FkF8I/AAAAAAAAAL8/paUipgSLe5I/s400/PB111460.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember - I'm cute too. Just keep that in your minds...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Saturday morning mum was a little nervous... There was a few things she was worried about - What if there was no pup on the plane, what if the lady had done the dirty on her and just taken her money? What if the pup died on the plane? What if... So to keep her mind off all the what if's she spent the morning with her friend - and got grumpy at him as that's the best way to keep her mind off things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of course - by 1:30 when she got a phone call from the breeder stating she was at the airport with my brother and everything was going to plan (other then the handle snapping of the carrier which was fixed with cable ties) and that by 3:30 he should be arriving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now mum got excited - so excited infact her friend (who she had been previously annoying) told her to calm down and stop jumping. He was pretty happy as well though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mum was going up with a friend (not the same one, sister to the mentioned friend before) however when she rang to say that she couldn't leave until 2:30 mum was devastated... They were supposed to be leaving at 2! Then she got another call saying she couldn't go at all... Which made mum even more scared - she had no idea where to go! Who was going to hold him on the way home? Eek! Luckily the friend managed to work some magic and they both hit the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fast forward an hour and they collected my brother from the airport with no further hassles. The sound of the frieght pick up area was aloud with 'Awwwwww' as he made his way through the airport. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He slept the whole way home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So - without further adu - I give you .... Buz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos4/40494-1202768913-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos4/40494-1202768913-0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos4/40494-1202768913-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos4/40494-1202768913-5.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did you bask in the cuteness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos4/40494-1202768913-15.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow there will be more of an update with more photos. So check back! Also the lovable &lt;a href="http://hollyshouse5.blogspot.com/"&gt;Holly&lt;/a&gt; has tagged me for a fun game which I'll play tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Till Next Time -&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/8032281002758391841-6360619569998639152?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/6360619569998639152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=6360619569998639152' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/6360619569998639152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/6360619569998639152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2008/02/introducing-buz.html' title='Introducing Buz.'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R7DN09FkF8I/AAAAAAAAAL8/paUipgSLe5I/s72-c/PB111460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-4960483154447749808</id><published>2008-02-08T14:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T14:25:20.691+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Only have to wait until tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey Everybody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a quick note to say that he will be here tomorrow! Mum has to go to the airport at 3:30pm to pick the little bug eyed monster up. I can't wait to meet him. Wish me luck everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till Next Time -&lt;br /&gt;(when I can introduce you all formally)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032281002758391841-4960483154447749808?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/4960483154447749808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=4960483154447749808' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/4960483154447749808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/4960483154447749808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2008/02/only-have-to-wait-until-tomorrow.html' title='Only have to wait until tomorrow!'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-7714369884097333463</id><published>2008-02-06T09:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T10:45:26.435+11:00</updated><title type='text'>3 More days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R6jqSXLnZYI/AAAAAAAAALk/xsLt-5BcAlk/s1600-h/Golden_eye_by_karashalla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163634573961553282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R6jqSXLnZYI/AAAAAAAAALk/xsLt-5BcAlk/s400/Golden_eye_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey Everybody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope you've all had a great couple of days?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I was eating my breakie this morning I happened across an idea - Most of us have had a couple of collars (or still have) in their lifetime... So I was just putting it out there for everyone to post about their fashion statements - either bad or good. So post some pictures of your collars, clothing, harness or anything else that you've worn to get that 'look'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll get mum to take (and find) some pictures and I'll post mine up soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R6jqTHLnZZI/AAAAAAAAALs/Z_RoPplrwKI/s1600-h/Mug_Shot_by_karashalla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163634586846455186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R6jqTHLnZZI/AAAAAAAAALs/Z_RoPplrwKI/s400/Mug_Shot_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now onto the important stuff. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm on a mission. A mission to get everything sorted before my new brother comes in. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I need to hide all of my toys from him so he cant steal them. I also need to make sure I dig lots of holes in the yard so there is places for him to sleep away from me [&lt;em&gt;mum: I don't think he'll be sleeping in holes, maybe he can share your bed?]&lt;/em&gt;  - Mum, he is not sharing my bed. He gets dirt! [Mum: don't stress, he has his own seperate bed] He can have dirt! I'm claiming that bed too. I need to constantly put my food bowl in differant places to make sure he can never ever find it and steal my food. Is there anything else that I should do? I've never had a younger brother or sister before - only an older sister who passed away a few years ago. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R6jqTnLnZaI/AAAAAAAAAL0/liOVuDdMTGM/s1600-h/Pick_me_by_karashalla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163634595436389794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R6jqTnLnZaI/AAAAAAAAAL0/liOVuDdMTGM/s400/Pick_me_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mum gave me a good brush the other day - I'm still loosing heaps of fur. But as she was brushing me she went through a list of things she has got:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blanket&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;toys (apparently they are way to small for me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 x collars (she couldn't make up her mind)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 x leads&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a couple of jumpers (cause he has no fur like me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Things she needs to get:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Harness (and matching lead)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bowls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Puppy Pads&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Puppy Food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paper Towel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby Wipes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She is so excited but also a little nervous as she has to drive to the airport - and althoughs he has done that heaps, she has never had to pick up a puppy from there so she is a little unsure where to go. She said she has to call them today and find out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm pretty excited myself - although jealous because I've never been on an aeroplane before, but neither has mum. So the pup has done exciting things that we haven't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Till Next Time -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032281002758391841-7714369884097333463?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/7714369884097333463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=7714369884097333463' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/7714369884097333463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/7714369884097333463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2008/02/3-more-days.html' title='3 More days'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R6jqSXLnZYI/AAAAAAAAALk/xsLt-5BcAlk/s72-c/Golden_eye_by_karashalla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-1220385647392911550</id><published>2008-02-04T09:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T09:40:13.659+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Yikes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162883293987169602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R6Y_AHLnZUI/AAAAAAAAALE/9lAY3-O5m84/s400/Velvet_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi Everybody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope everyone had a great weekend. I know I sure did - even if did get pretty scarey halfway through it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone knows my beautiful car:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162885729233626482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R6ZBN3LnZXI/AAAAAAAAALc/wFE5_LgIXiU/s400/21.10.07+4x4+195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Well it tried to kill my mum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Sunday night she was driving home from her friend's place (about a 3 minute drive) when she noticed smoke coming from the windscreen dimister vents. She got really scared and pulled the car over imediatly and grabbed her camera and jumped out of the car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She called her friend (the one she had been at) and he came straight away with his dad. When his dad (who we'll call P), When P opened the door he could smell the smoke straight away and said it must have been an electrical fault somewhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mum was releived that the whole car didn't catch on fire - but she was also annoyed to the hills considering &lt;em&gt;my &lt;/em&gt;car has had so many problems since she bought it. So P disconnected the battery and it sat there for the night - Mum was dropped home by her friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luckily, when mum's dad had a look at it the next day it turned out to be just the radio - which had burnt out and smouldered on itself. So that is now removed and thankfully it isn't going to cost much to put in a new CD player. Mum is extremely relieved!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luckily I wasn't in the car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R6ZAgXLnZVI/AAAAAAAAALM/cKeBwtFiFyI/s1600-h/Rabbit__by_karashalla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162884947549578578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R6ZAgXLnZVI/AAAAAAAAALM/cKeBwtFiFyI/s400/Rabbit__by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We did go for a hike the day earlier though - It was great. I got to wear my pack and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R6ZAg3LnZWI/AAAAAAAAALU/cjM5dncELIg/s1600-h/Where__by_karashalla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162884956139513186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R6ZAg3LnZWI/AAAAAAAAALU/cjM5dncELIg/s400/Where__by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;5 More days to Go!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Till Next time -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8032281002758391841-1220385647392911550?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/1220385647392911550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=1220385647392911550' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/1220385647392911550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/1220385647392911550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2008/02/yikes.html' title='Yikes!'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R6Y_AHLnZUI/AAAAAAAAALE/9lAY3-O5m84/s72-c/Velvet_by_karashalla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-6885646797568392104</id><published>2008-01-31T12:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T13:08:54.924+11:00</updated><title type='text'>10 More days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey everybody!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161453774252238082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R6Eq3HLnZQI/AAAAAAAAAKk/cZCulPbrtww/s400/Who_do_you_look_up_to__by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I hope you are all well. I am still in a state of maulting... Woo... it's getting beyond a joke now. Even I'm sick of seeing fur floating around in the backyard. Sure, it looks like snow but on a 30 degree day (celcious) then it really doesn't &lt;em&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt; like snow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161455805771769138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R6EstXLnZTI/AAAAAAAAAK8/ek6jUDWWXUk/s400/Look_away_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;I think the evil cat has gone completely mad! He flops himself down infront (or behind) doorways and then complains when doors are opened up on him? What does he think he is? A door snake? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whilst in the process of accidently cracking her phone screen, mum also showed me the new photos of my new little brother. He is too cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161455174411576594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R6EsInLnZRI/AAAAAAAAAKs/M81QIojPLmY/s400/30-01-08_0759.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe his ears are up already. Although I was looking at some puppy photos of myself the other day and my ears were up and standing by 8 weeks also... Maybe it's just a sign of a genious like myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161455462174385442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R6EsZXLnZSI/AAAAAAAAAK0/sbaloeHvwE0/s400/30-01-08_0800.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;If that is a sign of a genious then he better not be smarter then me - cause his eye is funny and that would just be embarrasing to a classy girl as myself to be shown up by her younger bug eyed brother. Mum said I better not call him bug eyed when he gets here - I keep telling her its in an affactionate way... I don't think she beleives me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Till Next Time -  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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/8032281002758391841-6885646797568392104?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/6885646797568392104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=6885646797568392104' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/6885646797568392104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/6885646797568392104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2008/01/10-more-days.html' title='10 More days'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R6Eq3HLnZQI/AAAAAAAAAKk/cZCulPbrtww/s72-c/Who_do_you_look_up_to__by_karashalla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-67507288892493133</id><published>2008-01-25T08:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T08:54:12.607+11:00</updated><title type='text'>15 More Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Hey Everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is only 15 more days until my brother is coming and mum is starting to stress... She hasn't got anything ready for him and is worried that he'll get here and wont even have a bed to sleep on! I guess she better get shopping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm still maulting - so it still looks like its snowing outside. Mum said that she'll book me into the groomers soon, she just wants to make sure that the majority of fur is out or on the way out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't have a problem with groomers, they give me snacks. What I have a problem with is their need to brush my back legs and tail! I have never liked it and never will. Oh and that blow dryer thing is scarey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not a very good picture of them but here are the pups... Um - I can't really tell which one my brother is (they all look so much alike) but I think it is the one with his head in the bowl at the top of the picture (going by the back marking).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159163336912757986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R5kHuHLnZOI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/93Eprgcjhp0/s400/23-01-08_0617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And a picture with their mum -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159164015517590770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R5kIVnLnZPI/AAAAAAAAAKY/L_FWelrL23A/s400/16-12-07_1654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I think he is the one on his side drinking with his paw up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I so can't wait till he comes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Till Next Time -&lt;br /&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/8032281002758391841-67507288892493133?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/67507288892493133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=67507288892493133' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/67507288892493133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/67507288892493133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2008/01/15-more-days.html' title='15 More Days'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R5kHuHLnZOI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/93Eprgcjhp0/s72-c/23-01-08_0617.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-8117610751523058377</id><published>2008-01-22T08:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T08:28:27.580+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Count Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey Everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unfortunatly I don't have any new pictures... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However I just thought I'd drop in the say thanks for everyones best wishes for mum. I made her read them and she felt a lot better and told me to thank you all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Thankyou! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My new baby brother - who doesn't have a name yet, it'll come when mum picks him up from the airport (does anyone know what that is? Cause I don't) as mum decided that she can't name him because she hasn't seen him in person yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is very excited about it and so am I. I can't wait to show him the ropes of how to dig up the garden to make nice cozy holes to sleep in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mum said he probably wont like the dirt as much as me which had me confused... Who doesn't like dirt?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tweedle dee... it's that time of year again when I get super itchy and my undercoat falls out. This time of year sucks because I'm not allowed inside or in the car because I leave a trail of white fluff everywhere I touch. It sucks, but unfortunatly it has to be this way. Mum says that they haven't invented a vacuum cleaner yet that will actually suck up my fur when it falls out, and until they do, I have to remain outside when shedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now don't get me wrong - I love it outside. I love being in the dirt, chasing (and sometimes catching) birds and just being the queen of my realm... But I don't have the enemy cat outside with me, so it's just not the same...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Till Next Time -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032281002758391841-8117610751523058377?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/8117610751523058377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=8117610751523058377' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/8117610751523058377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/8117610751523058377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2008/01/count-down.html' title='Count Down'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-3480766017554496059</id><published>2008-01-16T12:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T12:32:23.117+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Dropping in.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey Everybody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not a long post but thought I best let you all know that I'm alive and well and had a great Christmas and New Year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope everyone else is doing good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mum's going through some pretty tough stuff at the moment so I have to be there for her instead of here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can say though I'm getting a baby brother on the 10th of Feb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His the one on the left of the photo (with the tick on his back).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully the thought of getting him home is keeping mum going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155880817036130130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R41eSTuwd1I/AAAAAAAAAKI/t49V27my81s/s400/04-01-08_1435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Till Next time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032281002758391841-3480766017554496059?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/3480766017554496059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=3480766017554496059' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/3480766017554496059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/3480766017554496059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-dropping-in.html' title='Just Dropping in.'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R41eSTuwd1I/AAAAAAAAAKI/t49V27my81s/s72-c/04-01-08_1435.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-7071771188902619758</id><published>2007-12-20T08:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T08:26:07.977+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R2mMCTuwd0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/S7zZUgdSE10/s1600-h/PC012370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145798020531517250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R2mMCTuwd0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/S7zZUgdSE10/s400/PC012370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just wanted to wish everyone a very safe and wonderful Christmas. Unfortunatly I will not be able to get on and post any more updates for about three weeks as I wont have access to mum's computer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also I don't have any new pictures so I'll just leave you with the one above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also I'd like to thank everyone who comments on my blog and all my friends who even though I don't always get a chance to leave a comment on your blog always regulary come and leave one on mine. Wooo Wooo! Thanks guys, your the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Till Next Time-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will talk to you all in the new year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032281002758391841-7071771188902619758?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/7071771188902619758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=7071771188902619758' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/7071771188902619758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/7071771188902619758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R2mMCTuwd0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/S7zZUgdSE10/s72-c/PC012370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-6719868056868725768</id><published>2007-12-11T13:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T13:30:44.901+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hey Guys!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well the other afternoon mum had a bit of free time so she decided she'd take me to the beach if I promised to be good... Well of course I was on my best behavour - until I got in the car, after all I was already on the way, she couldn't just turn around. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was heaps of fun and I got to run in the sand, although I wasn't allowed in the water as mum didn't bring anything to dry me with or put on the floor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I don't have any photos because it was too windy for mum to hold me and take photos - I was a little excited and kept running as fast as I could to the end of my lead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;However here is a photo of &lt;strong&gt;my &lt;/strong&gt;jeep. She's beautiful isn't she?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos7/40494-1196978909-0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Two - just because I love her so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos7/40494-1196978909-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On a differant note - Mum has informed me that even though I'm still going to be getting a baby brother - it just wont be the one we saw in the picture. Unfortunatly the 'breeders' seemed less then repertable and mum has decided to wait just a little bit longer for that perfect pup. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We will keep the name list and everything else for when the perfect little brother for me comes along. Good things come to those who wait. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Till Next Time - &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032281002758391841-6719868056868725768?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/6719868056868725768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=6719868056868725768' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/6719868056868725768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/6719868056868725768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2007/12/beach.html' title='The Beach'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-2907753362660387467</id><published>2007-12-10T09:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T10:02:18.115+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil Cat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi Everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well as you know the Evil Cat - dubbed Pus, has been my enemey since day one (although I secretly enjoy playing with him). &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R1xwJURAyCI/AAAAAAAAAJY/pJWMIDCQCtg/s1600-h/PC012382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142108179911460898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R1xwJURAyCI/AAAAAAAAAJY/pJWMIDCQCtg/s400/PC012382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was just sitting minding his own business for once, probably thinking up evil plans on how to attack me next when mum picked him up and deposited him right infront of me wearing a little something 'extra'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R1xwvURAyFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/0hU_JRlFpjw/s1600-h/PC062407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142108832746489938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R1xwvURAyFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/0hU_JRlFpjw/s400/PC062407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you can see, mum couldn't wait to try the hoodie she bought for my new brother out so the smallest pet in the house is the cat... Woo Woo - He did not appreciate being dressed up, in a Pup hoodie no less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R1xwvERAyEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/nkctrja27Cc/s1600-h/PC062404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142108828451522626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R1xwvERAyEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/nkctrja27Cc/s400/PC062404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was the perfect opportunity for me to get a little revenge... as you can see he had no option but to lie there for me to attack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R1xwvkRAyGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Y86Na3_QDpY/s1600-h/PC062411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142108837041457250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R1xwvkRAyGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Y86Na3_QDpY/s400/PC062411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He did try in vain to fight back but cats don't seem to have much balance when they wear clothing and all he could do was flop on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R1xwJkRAyDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Cc72qejwU0I/s1600-h/PC062396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142108184206428210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R1xwJkRAyDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Cc72qejwU0I/s400/PC062396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Victory was mine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you can see (above) mum has made me put up a ticker to inform you how old my baby brother is. When he is 8 weeks old he'll be coming to live with us. Woo... I am getting excited now even though I'm dreading sharing my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mum also really likes the names Visa, and Cashew (Cash for short) but she isn't 100% sold on them yet. Her boyfriend keeps saying they are silly names. The saga continues. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for all the nice comments about the photos... I don't think it's my mum's ability to take nice photos - just my abilility to make them look nice. Also she uses an Olympus E-10 and loves it, even though she doesn't know all the features yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Till Next time - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032281002758391841-2907753362660387467?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/2907753362660387467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=2907753362660387467' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/2907753362660387467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/2907753362660387467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2007/12/evil-cat.html' title='Evil Cat!'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R1xwJURAyCI/AAAAAAAAAJY/pJWMIDCQCtg/s72-c/PC012382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-5685104036870524090</id><published>2007-12-07T08:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T09:32:01.334+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Christmas tree...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R1hnrERAx2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/fnzpoLOG19o/s1600-h/PC012340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140972964220553058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R1hnrERAx2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/fnzpoLOG19o/s400/PC012340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well as you can see mum uploaded the photos for me. Yay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a fairly warm day when mum put the christmas tree up, here I am helping her as best I can. Teddy was upset though so I had to do a little 'conforting' for him. After a good chew I got straight back to work and helped with the rest of the tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140976069481908130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R1hqf0RAx6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/T-qV5GkLHsI/s400/PC012331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here it is fully up. I find it strange that we have to build trees when nobody builds them outside... they kind of just keep getting bigger. This one smelt funny too. I've never smelt one like this before. As you can see mum did a very bad job of filling in holes on the tree, she said that she hated putting the tree up as her mum bought the biggest one she could find and that if she did a bad enough job she wouldn't have to keep putting it up.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140976468913866690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R1hq3ERAx8I/AAAAAAAAAIs/ZAcoAZCLsCc/s400/PC012337.JPG" border="0" /&gt; So after the tree went up mum decorated it with very pretty decorations. She had a lot to choose from but only used as little as possible - saying somthing about christmas trees should not take three hours to decorate. She put pretty lights on it and then it was time for me to step in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140977869073205234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R1hsIkRAx_I/AAAAAAAAAJA/YoDpRBEo1MQ/s400/PC012370.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Posing is what I do best...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos7/40494-1196976652-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the cat got in on the action - I felt bad afterwards for thinking it but I really hoped that the tree would fall on him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos7/40494-1196976652-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some more posing for mum to snap up loads of photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos7/40494-1196976652-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos7/40494-1196976652-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I smelt something yummy and my tongue just flopped right out. I was hot, hungry and thirsty and all mum wanted was that 'last photo'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos7/40494-1196976652-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I gave it to her. Woo woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos7/40494-1196976652-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy puppy is going to become my baby brother. I'm secretly a bit excited because everyone looks like they have so much fun playing bitey face with their siblings and friends and it'll be good to have someone to teach the ropes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mum got the news this morning and has already gone out and bought a few things for him. She gets too excited, this one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've loved all the names suggestions so far, my fave is of course Dbff... Mum still isn't convinced on the idea though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She has a few that she has thought of as well, so far we have (including your suggestions):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nibbler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doppler (Effect) {It's a pretty cool thing, something to do with sound waves}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dbff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Contrast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cannon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Olympus (mum uses this brand)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nikon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pixel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oliver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chaplin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christopher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are some new ones that she likes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dorito (mmm can I eat him?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cashew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rogan (Josh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Roth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coke (acola)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cider &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hershey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And she really likes Dante, it means lasting so that's kind of cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, keep the suggestions coming. The wakier and weirder the better as mum likes to name after objects - I'm lucky I didn't get Carrot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Till next time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8032281002758391841-5685104036870524090?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/5685104036870524090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=5685104036870524090' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/5685104036870524090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/5685104036870524090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh Christmas tree...'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R1hnrERAx2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/fnzpoLOG19o/s72-c/PC012340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-6524846605882636668</id><published>2007-12-06T11:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T12:09:27.774+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so angry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Hi everyone.&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;I'm extremly angry as I promised you all pictures of my christmas tree - but mum hasn't put them onto the computer for me yet. She said she has been really busy and her computer has cracked the poopies... Well I have too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a side note - I did have my very first ride in mum's new Jeep yesterday and let me say one thing: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FUN! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved it. I used to fall off the back seat in her old car as I was too big but now I get the whole wagon to myself! I can go from side to side and when mum winds down the back windows I can sit with my head in the middle and get wind from both sides... Pure joy, thats what it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't beleive I'm going to help mum after what she has done to me (which is ruin my life!) by not putting the photos on the computer, but I love her still and I said I would, and I always hold up my end of the bargain, unlike her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apparently my new baby brother might be coming a bit sooner then first thought (Not sure if I should be happy or not about this) and she is having a mental block for names. She likes Bender and Nibbler but knows they are pretty common. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is a mad digital photographer (when she wants to be) and would love his name to be something relating to that... Or relating to black and white as he is a Boston Terrier. So if you guys have any suggestions we'd love to hear it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's already started, his taking over my blog! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140659873989576530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R1dK60RAx1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/vSxQJAaaYk8/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is a sneek peak of the little blighter, he may or may not be available we just have to wait a bit longer to see. As you can see he has a little white tip on his ear - that is kind of cool. I vote we call him Doofusbrainfartface but mum didn't really like that name. She said it was too long... We could just call him Doofface for short?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Till Next Time -&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/8032281002758391841-6524846605882636668?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/6524846605882636668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=6524846605882636668' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/6524846605882636668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/6524846605882636668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-so-angry.html' title='I&apos;m so angry!'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R1dK60RAx1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/vSxQJAaaYk8/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-1369850617658445619</id><published>2007-11-29T08:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T08:18:56.775+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R03ar6cErWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Q5RKJUCMhB4/s1600-h/29-11-07_0712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138003197855837538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R03ar6cErWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Q5RKJUCMhB4/s400/29-11-07_0712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi everyone! Just a quick update (with shoddy camera phone photos)... Mum and her boyfriend came home last night and decided to decorate shoes. They bought some cheap high tops and some paints and used some scrap booking items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R03agacErVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Sr0pMGZgwQc/s1600-h/29-11-07_0713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138003000287341906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R03agacErVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Sr0pMGZgwQc/s200/29-11-07_0713.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am checking it out and approving... They smell funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R03aMqcErUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FXjgcQyfC-8/s1600-h/Shoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138002660984925506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R03aMqcErUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FXjgcQyfC-8/s400/Shoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the finished product. The other one just has a ribbon through some rivets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They decided to decorate their shoes for when they go camping - they have to wear them every day... Mum said hers are a bit small and her her feet... so that could be interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Till Next Time -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8032281002758391841-1369850617658445619?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/1369850617658445619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=1369850617658445619' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/1369850617658445619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/1369850617658445619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2007/11/hi-everyone-just-quick-update-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R03ar6cErWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Q5RKJUCMhB4/s72-c/29-11-07_0712.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-6494344586912612360</id><published>2007-11-28T08:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T08:33:26.091+11:00</updated><title type='text'>It's on the way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;No photos again today as my mum is the laziest person alive! However just thought I'd let you all know that mum is going to put the christmas tree up this weekend! I'm so excited. It means there is only 25 days till christmas (as she puts it up on the 1st) and I get my present. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She told me this morning that I'm going to love my present! Oh I hope so. I can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So next update will be with some photos and my christmas tree..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Till Next Time - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032281002758391841-6494344586912612360?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/6494344586912612360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=6494344586912612360' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/6494344586912612360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/6494344586912612360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-on-way.html' title='It&apos;s on the way...'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-4494461223682894520</id><published>2007-11-26T11:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T13:37:46.418+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Nanna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/R0oaLKcErSI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Zdipfgd-Mgw/s1600-h/Nanna+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not much to report - didn't get to go four wheeling again as it's just been too hot and mum worries about me in the car on hot days as I've got so much fur. She said as soon as it is a nice day she'll take me. Yay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorry no photos today, mum hasn't had time to jump on the computer at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mum is getting really excited about a couple of things. First Christmas - Now we all know thats a fun time of the year. I was given to mum as a chirstmas present 8 years ago so it holds a special place to me too. Also after christmas mum is going camping for a week. Unfortunatly I have to stay home because I don't have any respect for tents... I tend to roll on them as it's a lot of fun! Then my new brother will hopefully be born sometime at the start of next year and I'll have a new play mate! I'm excited about this one the most. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Till Next Time -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032281002758391841-4494461223682894520?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/4494461223682894520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=4494461223682894520' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/4494461223682894520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/4494461223682894520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2007/11/old-nanna.html' title='Old Nanna'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-869392347346332737</id><published>2007-11-23T12:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T13:16:42.673+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evil Cat'/><title type='text'>Attack of the killer beast...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2303/2052898039_b4ad70661c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2303/2052898039_b4ad70661c.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wow - would you look at that... two posts in two days. I'm going for a record now. I hope your all impressed with that! So my story for the day - that cat is evil! I was just laying here sucking on my teddy, it is my fave toy after all. Although I'm partial to the weird &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spokey&lt;/span&gt; toy too, but that's another story. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2021/2052898047_268eec5257.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2021/2052898047_268eec5257.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was in my own little world, just me and my teddy. We were somewhere nice, where the weather was perfect and there was white sands and crystal blue water... Just me and Ted at the beach... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2165/2052898043_7aab45348c.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;All of a sudden a black figure stalked close - head low and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;silently&lt;/span&gt; padding his way towards me. I was completely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unaware&lt;/span&gt; of anything except lapping up my Ted... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2332/2052898051_1464df34be.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2332/2052898051_1464df34be.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *POUNCE* I was knocked to the ground, not having any time to react to such a horrific attack. The cat grabbed hold of me by the throat and bit down as hard as he could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2188/2052898059_1637376aef.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We struggled and rolled and tossed around. I tried in vain to get him off me and ...&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2200/2052910515_6b8fb6a07f.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;I managed to dislodge him to my leg - which he still proceeded to attack.&lt;br /&gt;I was really enjoying that day dream of being at the beach with Ted too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Till next time - &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(ps- Hope you like the new background... It suits me right down to the ground... whatever that means)&lt;br /&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/8032281002758391841-869392347346332737?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/869392347346332737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=869392347346332737' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/869392347346332737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/869392347346332737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2007/11/here-pus-pus.html' title='Attack of the killer beast...'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-5491313734399277703</id><published>2007-11-22T10:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T10:42:16.712+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New photos'/><title type='text'>Gardening</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2076/2053727044_e755c4170f.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi every Doggy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In advance mum would like to say a huge SORRY to everyone because she couldn't work out the format on this thing - she has tried but hasn't cracked the codes as of yet... so to speak. She will keep trying. In the process she managed to loose all my links! I'm so angry with her right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2296/2052910531_558073516d.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However... She has uploaded some new photos of me! Woo wooO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So the other weekend mum's other half came round and helped my mum's mum with the gardens - they were a bit over grown. So being the good gal that I am I had to pitch in and help. Although I'm still unsure why I get yelled at when I try to help garden on my own when no body is home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2149/2053727052_65a3fcbd0b.jpg?v=0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you can see this stick was not where it was meant to be, I sniffed it for a while and even considered picking it up and putting it in the green waste bin - however I decided that I didn't want to take the fun away from everybody else so I laid down and watched them all working away like busy little ants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2262/2053727058_fb8eb6b193.jpg?v=0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then that's when I spotted the grass! Look how long it is! I live down the bottom of Australia where there isn't any jungles but you know what? I think I found one in my very own back yard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2016/2053727064_60bf8cfdef.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After watching everybody working in the heat I thought of a great idea! Drinks! Everyone would be thirsty so I thought I'd get them all a drink to help ease the heat and keep them hard at it. Only when I got there I forgot what I was doing and managed to drink the whole lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2123/2053727050_c08d4a5af0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After drinking so much water I got the biggest belly ache and was rolling around on the grass like I'd been shot... I hate tummy aches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2006/2052910541_01ea975a9f.jpg?v=0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I was exploring I came across this little guy. He wasn't very friendly and kept flying off but it didn't stop me from trying to make friends. I'm a friendly girl who just wants to know everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2082/2053727054_63bf2d8873.jpg?v=0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also found these two flowers that are so pretty. Although the second one is more weird then anything... I gave them both a good sniff and they seemed to be healthy and fine without me needing to 'garden' them at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2052952715_1b7af2fc03.jpg?v=0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also gave the bug a very good talking to, something so small should not be out in bright daylight... A bird could come and eat him! WooWoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2110/2052952711_6390ba3ccc.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a hard days work mum found me here - fast asleep only to wake up to the sound of my name being called. Wow, who knew gardening would be so hard! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2277/2052952703_95854313dd.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Till next time -&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/8032281002758391841-5491313734399277703?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/5491313734399277703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=5491313734399277703' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/5491313734399277703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/5491313734399277703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2007/11/eeek.html' title='Gardening'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-489957016423693309</id><published>2007-11-13T10:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T11:31:38.869+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>New format promised for the weekend</title><content type='html'>Thanks everyone for my birthday wishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning mum gave me a big kiss and cuddle and said she had a suprise for me when she got home from work! When she got home she said that we were going to the beach! I was so excited!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132107267949370674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RzjoXn9SnTI/AAAAAAAAAE8/t8GOoOl7pH4/s400/Clostest_thing_to_snow_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I love the beach. It's one of my favourite places to be. I love the water, sand, everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132107572892048706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RzjopX9SnUI/AAAAAAAAAFE/_2a2KaejRaE/s400/See_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Onto other things - Mum is desperatly trying to find a christmas jingle bell collar type thing that she saw &lt;a href="http://rivsky-river.blogspot.com/"&gt;River&lt;/a&gt; wearing in his photo shoot... She told me that if anyone could help, if they've seen it online for sale or anything it would be greatly appreciated. Now I personally don't want to wear one, but she told me she'd give me lots of treats if I promised to wear it and pose. Mmm, I love treats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132108341691194706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RzjpWH9SnVI/AAAAAAAAAFM/lyPAt8t0xzQ/s400/Beach_Life_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mum said that we are hopefully still going four wheel driving on the weekend. I hope we get to go as I've been waiting for ages and it sounds like so much fun. She also said that since she has the whole weekend to herself (her other half is going to Tasmania to visit friends) that she is going to try and update this format of my blog and hopefully get it to something that suits me just that little bit more. It should be interesting because she hasn't done any HTML for a long time... I wonder what HTML stands for.. maybe "Hot Tall Male Labradore"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always - mum has a ton of photos on her new fancy camera that she took of me when I was helping her other half and her mum do some gardening. Of course though, she hasn't put them on the computer yet. Her excuse has now changed to "But I have dial up at home". Whatever the case she also promised that on the weekend she is going to try and set up a gallary type thing so all my old photos can be uploaded. I can't wait! I have so many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and lastly - A couple of other pups asked about my brother to be in a prevous post. Mum told me to say that in the new year (hopefully January some time) I will be getting a new little brother. A Boston Terrier. She thinks that he will perfectly compliment my activity level and play levels as they are apparently pretty boistorous. I have to admit that I'm looking forwards to zoomies around the house but not looking forward to sharing anything. Oh and I'm certainly looking forward to ganging up on that cat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, until next time -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032281002758391841-489957016423693309?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/489957016423693309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=489957016423693309' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/489957016423693309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/489957016423693309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-format-promised-for-weekend.html' title='New format promised for the weekend'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RzjoXn9SnTI/AAAAAAAAAE8/t8GOoOl7pH4/s72-c/Clostest_thing_to_snow_by_karashalla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-8293120366970881597</id><published>2007-11-08T12:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T11:14:12.206+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo Shoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Special feature picture show!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130275133685144786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RzJmDX9SnNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fcprR14QZD0/s320/Dead_Dog_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Yay! Mum said the big spider - called Harry - is now gone to spidey heaven. She wasn't overly fond about having the little guy extinguished but she said there was no choice and it was either him or her! Well actually it was just that the guy she got to help her at the car wash couldn't see anyway not to kill him so he got a big *WHACK* with his thong (flip flop for americans, mum told me I had to clarify) and the spidey curled up and died! So now I'm happy to go in the back of the car again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RzJmvH9SnRI/AAAAAAAAAEs/tTp3kbxwG2I/s1600-h/Mug_Shot_by_karashalla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130275885304421650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RzJmvH9SnRI/AAAAAAAAAEs/tTp3kbxwG2I/s320/Mug_Shot_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lots of comments on that last picture mum said I should post the whole set that she took of me on the day. At least she thinks they are all from the same shoot. She said she takes too many photos of me - I say she doesn't take enough! Anyway, here is the rest of the series - I think I've posted most of them before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130274893166976162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RzJl1X9SnKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/YzuXlFPPO9E/s320/Shoot_6_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got laughed at this morning - It's not my fault that I was just laying there looking at nothing and just so wanted to wag my tail... Mum thinks it was because I wanted the evil cat to play with it but I hold true to the fact I do not like that cat! He tried to get me really bad this morning, I have bite marks to prove it. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RzJmmH9SnQI/AAAAAAAAAEk/1U4adJSyR34/s1600-h/Model_by_karashalla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130275730685598978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RzJmmH9SnQI/AAAAAAAAAEk/1U4adJSyR34/s320/Model_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yay! It's almost Christmas! I've never really understood why Christmas is so exciting as I generally just over eat and lay around looking sorry for myself. Which brings me to my next bit of useless peice of information: Mum got me for Christmas when she was 12! That was 8 years ago. Wow - time has flown and we have both grown up so much!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RzJmY39SnPI/AAAAAAAAAEc/xkEW54EpgjE/s1600-h/I_see_red____by_karashalla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130275503052332274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RzJmY39SnPI/AAAAAAAAAEc/xkEW54EpgjE/s320/I_see_red____by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum said that in two weekends we're going four wheel driving. We were supposed to go last weekend but it rained too much and mum's tires wouldn't have been able to hold up to it as they are just highway tires. She said the this time she is going to take me and that I have to hold on tight because it's going to be a bumpy ride! I'm so excited about it. I can't wait to show you the pictures.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RzJmKH9SnOI/AAAAAAAAAEU/byQ_0xVY4x8/s1600-h/Flirt_gone_wrong_by_karashalla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130275249649261794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RzJmKH9SnOI/AAAAAAAAAEU/byQ_0xVY4x8/s320/Flirt_gone_wrong_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't beleive I nearly forgot! It's my Birthday tomorrow and I'm going to be 8! Dog, I feel so old! Mum tells me she wishes I'd act my age though as I'm always doing something crazy. Hmmm, I wonder whether mum has anything planned for me? I know she has to work and all but maybe after work she can take me to the beach! That'd be awesome. I hope she got me a new toy as well.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RzJmAX9SnMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/W7JvivN41SE/s1600-h/Attention_by_karashalla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130275082145537218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RzJmAX9SnMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/W7JvivN41SE/s320/Attention_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I best be off as I don't really have anything new and exciting to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till next time -&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RzJl8X9SnLI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wNvbwISbw54/s1600-h/Angel_by_karashalla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130275013426060466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RzJl8X9SnLI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wNvbwISbw54/s320/Angel_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8032281002758391841-8293120366970881597?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/8293120366970881597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=8293120366970881597' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/8293120366970881597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/8293120366970881597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2007/11/special-feature-picture-show.html' title='Special feature picture show!'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RzJmDX9SnNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fcprR14QZD0/s72-c/Dead_Dog_by_karashalla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-5389684013276882681</id><published>2007-11-01T09:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T10:10:37.460+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch!</title><content type='html'>(note: these are all old pictures of me) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127640034286225074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RykJcZuzxrI/AAAAAAAAADc/WBwrJwvs668/s320/Pose_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt; First of all I'd like to say a big Wooo Wooo (Thank you) to all of the other pups out there commenting on my Blog. I never really thought that I'd be this popular but I like to think of you all as my friends. If I haven't replied back to you personally then please don't think it's because I don't like you, it's just purely because mum kicks me off the computer and tells me she needs to do work! I am trying to get back to you all as all of your pages are great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Woo Woo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(thank you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127641468805301970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RykKv5uzxtI/AAAAAAAAADs/yLS3zRJUSK0/s320/You_smell_funny____by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On to other things - Ouch! The silly evil cat this morning was getting super rough with me! So rough I had to keep popping my mouth at him to let him know. But he doesn't understand dog talk apparently because he kept biting me even harder! I ended up taking my frustration out on my stuffed teddy by shaking it really hard. I'm not allowed to hurt the kitty as mum will yell at me, but she say's I'm allowed to tell him off if he hurts me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mum came home all in a fluster last night. Apparently she was buying some horse feed at the store when she noticed a huntsman sitting above her boot. It was on the inside of the boot but the outside of the seal. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127641116617983682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RykKbZuzxsI/AAAAAAAAADk/FPyOlKJqoC8/s320/huntsman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So if she had of left it, the huntsman wouldn't have been able to get in. However she decided to ask the man at the store to remove it which he kindly tried. But instead of flicking it out of the car he flicked it straight into where the sparewheel is kept on the side and it proceeded to disapere! He took the spare out but couldn't find it and thinks it climed up into a vent that is there. So now mum is a little nervous when driving her car as she is worried it'll drop into her hair when she's driving. I'm a little scared also because it was last seen where I would sit! I'm glad I'm stinky at the moment and can't go for a ride!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mum dropped a bombshell on me this morning (in between getting bitten on the face by the kitty)... Apparently when my new brother comes, I'm going to have to share my blog! I couldn't beleive it, I just stared at her for a while letting her know I wasn't impressed then walked off with a snort. Share &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; blog? I don't care how much this little guy is going to help me beat up the Kitty - I don't want to share! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lastly, sorry about the lack of photos - Mum is sooooo slack and hasn't taken any of me. She says it's hard because her computer is half dead and her laptop doesn't have access to the internet and is hard to get the 'feel' of the photos as the screen is dodgy. Basically she is making excuses - I mean she sits infront of the computer all day at work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, Till next time - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127638539637606050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RykIFZuzxqI/AAAAAAAAADU/afTtg6VsuO0/s320/Shoot_3_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032281002758391841-5389684013276882681?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/5389684013276882681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=5389684013276882681' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/5389684013276882681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/5389684013276882681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2007/11/ouch.html' title='Ouch!'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RykJcZuzxrI/AAAAAAAAADc/WBwrJwvs668/s72-c/Pose_by_karashalla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-547540451227032552</id><published>2007-10-30T11:15:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T11:25:33.592+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick as a hooman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wow, it's been a while since I've been able to get on here and update everyone on what's been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My skin mum has been so sick of late and I've been dedicating my time to laying with her and keeping her as happy as she can be. She has been barking! Well, she says its called coughing when hoomans get it. Whatever the case she is on the mend and starting to feel a lot better. She's even headed back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mum has been sick she hasn't been able to take any new photos of me so instead I'll post a picture of her new car - which she took four wheel driving the day before she got sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos2/40494-1193091669-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here she is driving through the mud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos2/40494-1193263174-0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Mum didn't take me this time as she said it was way too hot, but she promises that as soon as the car is on gas and as soon as I have a bath (I stink apparently) then she'll take me. She said I might not like it though as I will be stuck in the back and it might get a bit rough! I'd at least like to try it as it looks like fun when they stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... What else is new? Oh, my evil companion Pus has decided that I'm his next victim and I'm constantly getting pounced on, attacked, scratched, bitten and licked (Eww) by this evil little fella. Worst of all mum tries to take photos of me just putting up with him! I'm not letting anyone see that I might actually enjoy his attention. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1192659863-0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whatever the case I'm starting to get excited about the prospects of having a little brother as that means that evil little (who is huge for a cat) Pus will soon be outnumbered!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Till next time -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8032281002758391841-547540451227032552?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/547540451227032552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=547540451227032552' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/547540451227032552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/547540451227032552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2007/10/sick-as-hooman.html' title='Sick as a hooman!'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-7004759145216627090</id><published>2007-10-18T09:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T11:15:09.647+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New photos'/><title type='text'>Tagged - 8 Random facts</title><content type='html'>Wooo wooo WoooOO! Mum has got some new photos of me finally! She said that she had some time (and her new camera) so we could go get some. Of course it's no where fancy (front yard) as she said I'm too smelly to take into her new car! Smelly? Me? Never! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1192659863-2-l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Apparently I'm getting fat!?&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1192659863-1-l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My reaction to mum telling me how pudgy I've been getting! Meh, whatever mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, the beautiful &lt;a href="http://rivsky-river.blogspot.com/"&gt;River&lt;/a&gt; tagged me for a fun game. Now to me, tagging is new on the blog world as in real life I would have to run around and try and 'tag' you back. But alas, I think I get the idea. So here goes:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Random 8 Meme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;The Rules of this tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;1. Link to your tagger and post these rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;2. List eight (8) random facts about yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;3. Tag eight people at the end of your post and list their names (linking to them).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;4. Let them know they’ve been tagged by leaving them a comment on their blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1192659863-4-l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Random Fact #1: I am an absalute attention seeker. I don't care who, what, where or when. If I can get pats or cuddles or kisses I'm there. I used to go to the local craft markets with my mum a lot and she'd always complain on the way home how it took so much longer because everyone wanted to stop and pat me. I have my technique: Sit as tall and as pretty as I possibly can, then wag my tail (which is curved) and then put a paw up. This wins them every single time.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1192660023-1-l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Random Fact #2:I love swimming - But first you have to get me into the water with a tennis ball. After that I'm in there for good. Mum always used to complain because we'd go to the beach for a nice stroll along the water's edge as she didn't bring any towels to dry me and I'd always just before leaving, wade out into the water on my own. Just to get the sensation of the cold water hitting my toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1192660023-2-l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Random Fact #3: Mum had to get me a girly collar just so people would stop calling me a boy. I know a have a boy's name but I am a girl, really. Granted I act more like a boy, even marking my territory, but I am certainly a girl. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Random Fact#4: I don't like eating carrots. However I eat them. Only because one day I saw mum feeding them to Turps (RIP little rabbit friend) and I just couldn't miss out on it either. So now I eat carrots, pulling funny faces the whole way through it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Random Fact#5: I hate my back legs and tail being brushed. I also hate the blow dryer. I'm getting better at it because mum has been getting the grooming lady out more often now to try and keep me in my cleanest possible state. I'm cool with it, but she really needs to leave my tail and legs alone! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i1.photoblog.com/photos3/40494-1192660116-0-l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Random Fact#6: I am the happiest girl you'll ever meet! I'm never sad, I sometimes look sad but it's really just a show. I love life. I love everything about it and most of all, I love being with everyone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Random Fact#7: I go hiking and carry my own pack. Mum has a photo hanging around somewhere - she's too lazy to look for it. And she calls me lazy! Ha! Anyway, I love going hiking and carrying my own gear. I don't however like it when my mum's talkie thing [Mum: My mobile phone] starts vibrating in my pack. It always scares me and I always walk around in circles trying to figure out what it is. Mum finds this terribally funny and always stands around laughing before coming to my rescue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Random Fact#8: I want to be a movie star! Mum wont let me though. She says that I just don't have the attention span for it and that I'd do more damage then what it's worth on the set. Even though I always promise to behave around all the expensive camera, mum just shakes her head and tells me differantly. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, to tag 8 differant dogs - I'll have to see how good I go as I'm only new and don't know many pups on here yet (I'm sorry if you've been tagged before).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In no paticular order:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://amberspersonaldiary.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amber&lt;/a&gt; ; &lt;a href="http://eldiariodelorenza.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lorenza&lt;/a&gt; ; &lt;a href="http://thegreatbentley.blogspot.com/"&gt;Niko and Bentley&lt;/a&gt; ; &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/13669150640211277224"&gt;Holly&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, I could only get four. I'm really sorry! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, Till next time -&lt;br /&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/8032281002758391841-7004759145216627090?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/7004759145216627090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=7004759145216627090' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/7004759145216627090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/7004759145216627090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2007/10/tagged-8-random-facts.html' title='Tagged - 8 Random facts'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-9151561334430085950</id><published>2007-10-15T09:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T10:01:34.562+10:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a busy weekend!</title><content type='html'>So the weekend was extremly busy for my mum. She was sitting next to me this morning and said that she didn't even feel like she had a weekend it was that busy. She hopes that she'll be able to catch up on some sleep soon. Me too as she is always cranky when she is tired. I try to make her feel better by rolling on top of her but she is so cranky she doesn't even like my attempts! She needs some sleep for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really get to spend much time with mum over the weekend but the times she did see me I found out some great news. Mum picked her dazzling new camera up and she said we'll soon be able to go and take some photos of me somewhere. She said that she just has to get some time. Which is cool. I know she has to work so I can have the best of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also said that she picked her new car up. I even got to see it through the fence. It's huge! Much bigger then her old car and I just can't wait to go for a ride as it looks so shmick! I'm going to be one cool Malamute driving around in &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt;. It's black with lots of shiny silver on it - and it has really dark tinted windows. I'll post a picture as soon as we get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone who has left comments on my blog! It's been great to meet you all and hopefully you don't mind that I put links up to your blogs. I think I'm really going to like my time around here with the &lt;a href="http://www.dogswithblogs.com.au/"&gt;DWB&lt;/a&gt; team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time - &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121338162261866802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RxKl7LBFOTI/AAAAAAAAADM/KRiEsSmcyEU/s320/I_see_red____by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032281002758391841-9151561334430085950?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/9151561334430085950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=9151561334430085950' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/9151561334430085950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/9151561334430085950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-been-busy-weekend.html' title='It&apos;s been a busy weekend!'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RxKl7LBFOTI/AAAAAAAAADM/KRiEsSmcyEU/s72-c/I_see_red____by_karashalla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-2406118572188426415</id><published>2007-10-12T13:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T13:49:31.752+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/Rw7uGrBFORI/AAAAAAAAAC8/TaYmsoCF6Kw/s1600-h/What_big_teeth_you_have_by_karashalla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120291624760719634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/Rw7uGrBFORI/AAAAAAAAAC8/TaYmsoCF6Kw/s320/What_big_teeth_you_have_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Well last night was an interesting experience. Mum sat on a chair for ages getting her hair played with (you know I always find humans funny how they only have hair on their heads) and massaged by her mum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she disapered into the shower and next thing she came down and her hair was a differant colour! Oh my! I couldn't beleive it. I don't know how but her hair changed from a dark blonde to a chocolately brown. I have to admit it looks very nice and almost as yummy as chocolate itself! She did tell me off for licking it though when I tried to sneak a taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night was lots of fun as mum's boyfriend came around and he tried to get me to do some tricks. I wasn't real interested until he brought out the Smackos.... yum! He had me jumping through hoops - well weaving through his legs at least. His nice, but for some reason he doesn't like my wet cold nose... Mum say's he doesn't like her's either. Oh well, his loss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have quiet the variety of tricks that I preform on cue - and sometimes after a few half hearted attempts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I ring a cow bell to go outside - this is my favourite trick. Specially when mum is eating as I hope to get some of her food for being a good girl. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sit, stay, drop - as all good dogs should know&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Round - I circle my mum clockwise&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Twirl - I do a circle infront of mum depending on which way she indicated&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Through - I weave through mum's legs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Target - I touch a target with my paw, I can touch up to three targets!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Up - I sit on my back legs and put my front paws on mum's hip.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Roll-over - I just learnt this last night, it's fun but I still have to work on it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bow - I used to do this when I was younger but haven't done it in ages. I think mum has forgotten that I can bow. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you can see I know a lot of tricks and I learn heaps more everyday. Mum said she was going to teach me to play dead soon. That'll be fun cause I can trick lots of people!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After all the trick training I got tired so I layed on mum who was laying on her boyfriend and then the stupid cat decided he wanted to lie on all of us! Could you beleive it? Mum got a bit angry and told us all to get off before we suffocated her boyfriend. He's big and strong, I'm sure he can handle it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Afterwards we all got really sleepy and it was time for me to go outside and to bed so mum could drop her boyfriend home. It was a nice night last night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I woke up and was let inside, mum said something about putting the dog gate back up and letting me sleep in the laundry again. I'm not sure whether I will like this but I'm sure willing to try it out. I think she is starting to get things ready for my new brother. Although she said he wont be coming until next year sometime.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She also said that she'll be getting her new camera soon. She said hopefully tonight but she isn't exactly sure yet. She has to ring up tonight about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Until next time - &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120292032782612770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/Rw7uebBFOSI/AAAAAAAAADE/XYg-K8LLWTU/s320/Flirt_gone_wrong_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032281002758391841-2406118572188426415?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/2406118572188426415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=2406118572188426415' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/2406118572188426415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/2406118572188426415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-is-friday.html' title='Today is Friday!'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/Rw7uGrBFORI/AAAAAAAAAC8/TaYmsoCF6Kw/s72-c/What_big_teeth_you_have_by_karashalla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-1486188912293187896</id><published>2007-10-11T14:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T15:42:50.670+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in the life of me...</title><content type='html'>So here is my daily routine throughout the week. It changes obviously on the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119932591264577730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/Rw2nkLBFOMI/AAAAAAAAACM/qR9-u2MBdWU/s320/Dead_Dog_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My days are sometimes boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;7:00am - I get let inside the house. At the moment I sleep outside, I'm rather happy about this decision as I have a really thick coat and generally I get too hot inside. Plus I can go potty whenever I want and I also can see everyone walking by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once let inside I always do a happy dance to show mum that I'm very happy to see her and that I had a great sleep and I'm full of energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I get attacked by the evil cat that lives inside. I try to ignore him even though he bites my tail and face but he just doesn't get it and thinks it's a game. Some times he annoys me so much that I nose him out of the way. And sometimes when nobody else is looking, I'll play with him. But shhh... Don't tell mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next half our I generally sit and watch mum eat her breaky and get ready for work. She always makes sure she is well kept and then she'll feed me my breaky. Yum! My fave part of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum goes to work at 7:30am and she always seems to be running late. From 7:30am onwards I have the backyard to myself to walk the boundries, check to make sure noone is in my patch and just to chill. I chase birds and neighbourhood cats. I get pats through the hole in the fence from people walking past. I pretty much have the whole day to wait until at 4:30 when mum gets home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she gets home she lets me inside and gets my lead and we go for a walk. Sometimes we go with her sister and her little dogs. Their names are Humphry and Quin. They are nice dogs and I like to play with them. Quin is a bit shy and I always have to remember to approach her gently but Humphry loves to play and thinks his one lucky dog walking the streets with two hot girls at his side. Of course, me being the leggy, beautiful self containted model, just lets him think that I pay attention to him. When really I mostly forget his there and sometimes I even fall over him.&lt;br /&gt;We go for about an hour walk and then after that I'm so tired and I just like to hang out on my bed in the backyard. The rest of the night is pretty uneventful. Most times I get let inside to watch tv with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much my day. It sounds boring during the week, and sometimes it is, but on the weekend the fun really starts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and one last thing - Mum keeps talking about Boston Terriers. Can't she see I'm too cute to have competition. Apparently this will be relating to me very soon :&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119945046669736194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/Rw2y5LBFOQI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZuQtaJyd4Hk/s320/Boston.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119932406580983986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/Rw2nZbBFOLI/AAAAAAAAACE/dZ2L5WvevXI/s320/Angel_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032281002758391841-1486188912293187896?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/1486188912293187896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=1486188912293187896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/1486188912293187896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/1486188912293187896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2007/10/day-in-life-of-me.html' title='A day in the life of me...'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/Rw2nkLBFOMI/AAAAAAAAACM/qR9-u2MBdWU/s72-c/Dead_Dog_by_karashalla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-6124608979389226428</id><published>2007-10-10T08:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T09:16:19.254+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone is getting so excited!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RwwHF7BFOII/AAAAAAAAABs/Z_Ltw5D0pkM/s1600-h/Velvet_by_karashalla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119474674736380034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RwwHF7BFOII/AAAAAAAAABs/Z_Ltw5D0pkM/s320/Velvet_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I was just out in the front yard chewing my toys like normal when mum comes out jumping around and looking all excited about something. She grabs me around the neck and gives me a huge hug and says something about me going for a car ride. Now of course I get all excited and pick my toy up ready to go until I realise she isn't talking about today. She is refering to when she gets her new car on the weekend. Humans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I thought I'd post some older photos of me, since mum's camera broke and she has got her new one on laybuy still. I can't wait till she gets it off because I love being in photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119475087053240466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RwwHd7BFOJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/zvHUh7gfzKA/s320/Who_do_you_look_up_to__by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This would have to be my best side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;She hasn't said much more about the 'brother' thing but I heard her talking to her mum about how not this year but the end of next year mum will be adding a new puppy to the family. A puppy!? Is it not bad enough that the cat humiliates me by biting my face and attacking me but now she wants to add a puppy?! I keep letting mum know that I'm not that interested in getting a new brother but secretly I think it would be kind of fun... A little brother I can boss around. Mum said something about it being a Boston Terrier - I did a search on Google and found them to be strange little guys. Here is a blog of one. &lt;a href="http://thegreatbentley.blogspot.com/"&gt;Niko and Bently&lt;/a&gt; Though mum said that my brother would be a black and white one as we don't have the red ones here. They seem to be as fun loving as I am. So hopefully we'll get along fine when the time comes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119479167272171682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RwwLLbBFOKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/pvsDBdhuZnk/s320/Mug_Shot_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well thats all from me for the moments. Till next time -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&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/8032281002758391841-6124608979389226428?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/6124608979389226428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=6124608979389226428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/6124608979389226428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/6124608979389226428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2007/10/mum.html' title='Everyone is getting so excited!'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RwwHF7BFOII/AAAAAAAAABs/Z_Ltw5D0pkM/s72-c/Velvet_by_karashalla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032281002758391841.post-4112552917966655587</id><published>2007-10-09T10:06:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T10:32:20.396+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my new Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Mum said I was allowed to start a blog to document all the exciting things that happen in my life. She hopes it'll also help me make friends from all over the world. I'm not sure exactly how that works, but I'll beleive her just because she acts so much smarter then me - although I know she really isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a little introduction wouldn't go astray I suppose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My name is Codie, though I prefer to go by the name of "Codes the Wonder Dog" as I'm so great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a 7yo (7/11/99) Alaskan Malamute who absalutly adores being infront of the camera. I love it, I cannot get enough of it and mum certainly has been able to refine her photography skills on me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119125523959986178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RwrJirBFOAI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-JH8gp70LiE/s320/Tears____by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Here I am looking sad - I have so many differant poses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a love for most things that life has to offer. I love balls, any shape size or texture. Although I do have an obsession for tennis balls - I'm not allowed those anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119126533277300754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RwrKdbBFOBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uk-jJ1dwKXI/s320/Forgotten____by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I also love - and I mean LOVE - going anywhere in the car. To me it is so exciting that I just can barely contain myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119127452400302114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RwrLS7BFOCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/M8QhMlp46io/s320/Commodore_VP_II_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Here I am in the car - Mum has a new car now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So we'll have to get some photos of me with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all for now. I'll give you an update tomorrow and post some more photos. Mum keeps saying something about a little brother and I'm starting to worry. I'll let you know tomorrow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119128186839709746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RwrL9rBFODI/AAAAAAAAAA0/C07vZgpl-Ck/s320/Attention_by_karashalla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Till next time -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032281002758391841-4112552917966655587?l=codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/feeds/4112552917966655587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032281002758391841&amp;postID=4112552917966655587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/4112552917966655587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032281002758391841/posts/default/4112552917966655587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codesthewonderdog.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-one.html' title='Welcome to my new Blog'/><author><name>Codie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14681222515980610886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i2.bebo.com/031b/4/medium/2007/10/09/23/1081446136a5781873773m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ukl93MeChok/RwrJirBFOAI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-JH8gp70LiE/s72-c/Tears____by_karashalla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
