<?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-6153269448429097306</id><updated>2011-07-30T13:11:03.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taz and all the dogs in need</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-7437078808882055104</id><published>2011-02-10T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T11:55:55.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dod walks.</title><content type='html'>I dont know why ? but we used to live a few minutes from the sea and then travelled about one hour to the country. Then hey ho we moved to the country and just have to cross the beck to be in the park. Today we went for a walk in the park and when we got home, dad decided he was going to the seaside (beside the sea). Anyway he asked who wanted to come so pip hid in her house and I pretended I was asleep (If you knew dads short walks you would know why) Taylor, Jasper and whiskey were keen to go. When they were out mam gave us lots of treats, but we must not tell dad that. When they came back they said they had seen John, Brenda. Pip, Bobby and Jock.  Taylor was telling us he met some of pips friends and some big boys like him. I told him we had treats , so he went searching but could not find any. Ha Ha we had eaten them all. Sasha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-7437078808882055104?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7437078808882055104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=7437078808882055104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/7437078808882055104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/7437078808882055104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/dod-walks.html' title='Dod walks.'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-5852809053629213485</id><published>2011-02-04T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T13:31:53.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/TUxwOw2KtoI/AAAAAAAAATc/_pzOER3QG30/s1600/ann2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/TUxwOw2KtoI/AAAAAAAAATc/_pzOER3QG30/s400/ann2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569950238083036802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/TUxwDpP6BYI/AAAAAAAAATU/yE9E90TGRUQ/s1600/ann1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/TUxwDpP6BYI/AAAAAAAAATU/yE9E90TGRUQ/s200/ann1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569950047064950146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Mam and Dad's wedding aniversary so they are saying they are going to have a weekend of fun...dad rarley off on a weekend, but hope it does not mean daddy walks, as I prefer Mam's short walks (Maybe that is what Grandad John meant with his last comment). Anyway silly humans are gazing at a balloon whilst us dogs want to burst it. I will never understand humans...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-5852809053629213485?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5852809053629213485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=5852809053629213485' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/5852809053629213485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/5852809053629213485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-is-mam-and-dads-wedding-aniversary.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/TUxwOw2KtoI/AAAAAAAAATc/_pzOER3QG30/s72-c/ann2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-1168802245545821104</id><published>2011-02-04T07:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T10:02:43.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/TUw_Id0whBI/AAAAAAAAATE/BQh1CdRM7es/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/TUw_Id0whBI/AAAAAAAAATE/BQh1CdRM7es/s200/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569896253827875858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl class="avatar-comment-indent" id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body" id="Blog1_cmt-870615866882122632"&gt; &lt;p&gt; It is really windy today. Dad and sean took us out for a walk and It was  gale force winds. I wanted to go back home to go infront of the fire,  but taylor (the daft dog) was jumping around wanting to go out. Dad said  it would do me good as I needed to lose some weight. I thought cheeky. I  dont drink wine and smoke. so yeah your all healthy arnt you. I just  hope I dont have to go swimming or go on a diet. Sasha &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-are-back.html?showComment=1296834218643#c870615866882122632" title="comment permalink"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-812329974"&gt;&lt;a class="comment-delete" href="http://www.blogger.com/delete-comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;amp;postID=870615866882122632" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-1168802245545821104?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1168802245545821104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=1168802245545821104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/1168802245545821104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/1168802245545821104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-is-really-windy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/TUw_Id0whBI/AAAAAAAAATE/BQh1CdRM7es/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-8541878276816475999</id><published>2011-02-03T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T10:10:00.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE ARE BACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/TUxA7qTUdXI/AAAAAAAAATM/YekeopQu0y4/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 108px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/TUxA7qTUdXI/AAAAAAAAATM/YekeopQu0y4/s200/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569898232862242162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone I am back. Stupid Dad forgot password. I will start putting some stories on later in the week. Hi to all my friends. Sasha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-8541878276816475999?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8541878276816475999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=8541878276816475999' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/8541878276816475999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/8541878276816475999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-are-back.html' title='WE ARE BACK'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/TUxA7qTUdXI/AAAAAAAAATM/YekeopQu0y4/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-1639433661035216020</id><published>2009-03-23T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T10:44:19.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>getting carried</title><content type='html'>Okay peeps, I know I too&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/ScfHje1lRcI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Yezxp39iY_0/s1600-h/sasha+and+gemma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/ScfHje1lRcI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Yezxp39iY_0/s200/sasha+and+gemma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316437297521313218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;k the fun out of our pippa, but I do like to be carried, but only by may favorite human, my human sister Gemma.She came over last Sunday with her doggy, my mam and dads granddog Lucy and we went for a very long walk, they were all running around silly and I only have small legs&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/ScfINsmWunI/AAAAAAAAASM/0R3YHMNiPEE/s1600-h/jasp+lucy+and+whisky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/ScfINsmWunI/AAAAAAAAASM/0R3YHMNiPEE/s200/jasp+lucy+and+whisky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316438022770047602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/ScfH8iJ3Q5I/AAAAAAAAASE/TxHp7wLEGqE/s1600-h/lucy+pip+whiksy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/ScfH8iJ3Q5I/AAAAAAAAASE/TxHp7wLEGqE/s200/lucy+pip+whiksy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316437727908414354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/ScfIkcFjIiI/AAAAAAAAASU/1ENaEgKBT5Q/s1600-h/bri+running.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/ScfIkcFjIiI/AAAAAAAAASU/1ENaEgKBT5Q/s200/bri+running.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316438413474472482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/ScfJTom9FDI/AAAAAAAAASc/ARsKrhko4wg/s1600-h/liz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/ScfJTom9FDI/AAAAAAAAASc/ARsKrhko4wg/s200/liz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316439224289662002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my favorite part, we all get home and treat time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the even best bit, after tea, sleep and lots of it&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/ScfKQVIxJWI/AAAAAAAAASs/bpn447WAnEQ/s1600-h/taylor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/ScfKQVIxJWI/AAAAAAAAASs/bpn447WAnEQ/s200/taylor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316440267034797410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/ScfKANPfXeI/AAAAAAAAASk/UeSwYto_Xak/s1600-h/sasha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/ScfKANPfXeI/AAAAAAAAASk/UeSwYto_Xak/s200/sasha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316439990037601762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-1639433661035216020?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1639433661035216020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=1639433661035216020' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/1639433661035216020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/1639433661035216020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2009/03/getting-carried.html' title='getting carried'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/ScfHje1lRcI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Yezxp39iY_0/s72-c/sasha+and+gemma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-4951650566029228967</id><published>2009-03-15T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T12:52:17.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A dog meet up, well.......................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1QbuHosjI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Ql1NKX1KCvA/s1600-h/sasha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1QbuHosjI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Ql1NKX1KCvA/s200/sasha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313491572533801522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well as you may have read on Ben the rottie's, Grumpy Bob's and Cara's post, a meet up at the beach took place this weekend. This was meant to be for the dogs to meet up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1NWNQFL1I/AAAAAAAAAQk/wnuPxMZl99w/s1600-h/taylor+run.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1NWNQFL1I/AAAAAAAAAQk/wnuPxMZl99w/s200/taylor+run.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313488179276623698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1Lo5bF-DI/AAAAAAAAAP8/R5HQz4amHX0/s1600-h/pip+and+rotts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1Lo5bF-DI/AAAAAAAAAP8/R5HQz4amHX0/s200/pip+and+rotts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313486301348362290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1NU5xd74I/AAAAAAAAAQU/MwTWOVJyYqQ/s1600-h/talor+evo+mop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1NU5xd74I/AAAAAAAAAQU/MwTWOVJyYqQ/s200/talor+evo+mop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313488156868079490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1OZqhXrzI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Vbjb1nKzWFo/s1600-h/pi+jasp+evo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1OZqhXrzI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Vbjb1nKzWFo/s200/pi+jasp+evo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313489338185002802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1P1UNTa1I/AAAAAAAAARU/bEqkWFFIiLc/s1600-h/tslor+millie+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1P1UNTa1I/AAAAAAAAARU/bEqkWFFIiLc/s200/tslor+millie+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313490912743222098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, okay there was plenty of doggie peeps and all got on great. Stupid Taylor was running around silly, but I suppose who could blame him; he met up with his brother, Evo and sister, Millie, so he was excited, daft young one. I did have to tell him off mind; he was running into the sea, daft dog, but he did come back when I asked him to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; You may also notice that our little pip was being carried, she said she was frightend (I think it was an excuse to get Auntie Brenda to cuddle her), I would never be frightend me, and, as for being carried, no thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1NVst9gvI/AAAAAAAAAQc/wCxrGRhzYB0/s1600-h/talor+pip2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1NVst9gvI/AAAAAAAAAQc/wCxrGRhzYB0/s200/talor+pip2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313488170543579890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1LpOTfX5I/AAAAAAAAAQE/yAzbQtEILWY/s1600-h/sasha+telling+off+taylor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1LpOTfX5I/AAAAAAAAAQE/yAzbQtEILWY/s200/sasha+telling+off+taylor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313486306953617298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1OarIZ8_I/AAAAAAAAARE/XgI3LpZwjbk/s1600-h/taylor+and+millie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1OarIZ8_I/AAAAAAAAARE/XgI3LpZwjbk/s200/taylor+and+millie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313489355528598514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyway I know the real reason, and it was not mam's burning desire to meet her lovely friend Ben the Rottie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1OadzlFzI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/HDanUe59JcU/s1600-h/ben+the+rootie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1OadzlFzI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/HDanUe59JcU/s200/ben+the+rootie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313489351951587122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1Oauq5ErI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/bSe4pdo1Dx0/s1600-h/ben+rottie+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1Oauq5ErI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/bSe4pdo1Dx0/s200/ben+rottie+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313489356478550706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was for this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1P2Dbxq3I/AAAAAAAAARk/3K5WPhYS2ps/s1600-h/bri+and+john.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1P2Dbxq3I/AAAAAAAAARk/3K5WPhYS2ps/s200/bri+and+john.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313490925420391282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1P1_QBGjI/AAAAAAAAARc/2L4Hos3T91o/s1600-h/talking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1P1_QBGjI/AAAAAAAAARc/2L4Hos3T91o/s200/talking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313490924297329202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can they talk or what, humans, will never understand them, nattering away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I am happy as made more human friends, did not bark (Much) at Uncle Kev, was not grumpy with John or Brenda and met a great friend call Sue, from first meeting her I liked her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-4951650566029228967?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4951650566029228967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=4951650566029228967' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/4951650566029228967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/4951650566029228967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2009/03/dog-meet-up-well.html' title='A dog meet up, well.......................'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sb1QbuHosjI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Ql1NKX1KCvA/s72-c/sasha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-5317518603462223562</id><published>2009-03-11T15:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T15:10:36.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sbg2v-wPWyI/AAAAAAAAAO0/KjGsZK30Vbo/s1600-h/staying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sbg2v-wPWyI/AAAAAAAAAO0/KjGsZK30Vbo/s200/staying.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312055958410582818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what could we do but allow him to stay, mam says adoption taking place on 15/3/09, whatever that means is it a birthday or something, now I am confused&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-5317518603462223562?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5317518603462223562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=5317518603462223562' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/5317518603462223562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/5317518603462223562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2009/03/urlhttpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sbg2v-wPWyI/AAAAAAAAAO0/KjGsZK30Vbo/s72-c/staying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-6719098993245532570</id><published>2009-03-06T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T11:23:26.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking is not fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFv-Ra8p_I/AAAAAAAAANk/-CCaxFN01hk/s1600-h/sasha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFv-Ra8p_I/AAAAAAAAANk/-CCaxFN01hk/s320/sasha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310148551265527794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not believe it, now for those who know me, you will know I like my walk in the morning and afternoon, in the woods; where I can do what I want. But anything further. Forget it..............So what did they decide to do with me, take me on a stupid long walk up the hills, I mean hills why??? I told them I would stay at home, but oh no, all the other stupid ones wanted to and mam and dad said I would be lonely, LONLEY, please just give me some peace, have you seen Taylor he never stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway off we go up the daft hills and along the river (My Feet are killing me) Pip, Jasper, Whiskey and Taylor enjoyed it, just look at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbF2P-ZS1BI/AAAAAAAAAOE/EVhxcdey2zo/s1600-h/pip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbF2P-ZS1BI/AAAAAAAAAOE/EVhxcdey2zo/s200/pip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310155452465730578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbF1kW6wszI/AAAAAAAAAN8/XedR77XwOJ0/s1600-h/jasper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbF1kW6wszI/AAAAAAAAAN8/XedR77XwOJ0/s200/jasper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310154703134307122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbF2dOf_22I/AAAAAAAAAOM/CvZm8fJygOs/s1600-h/whiskey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbF2dOf_22I/AAAAAAAAAOM/CvZm8fJygOs/s200/whiskey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310155680127114082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbF2u6VAq9I/AAAAAAAAAOU/YJJIGmYfNsk/s1600-h/taylor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbF2u6VAq9I/AAAAAAAAAOU/YJJIGmYfNsk/s200/taylor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310155983949966290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbF4DUH043I/AAAAAAAAAOs/sR1LGwxnjHw/s1600-h/taylor+and+pip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbF4DUH043I/AAAAAAAAAOs/sR1LGwxnjHw/s200/taylor+and+pip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310157433983001458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbF3Alhc_WI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Th3z6iu-JFo/s1600-h/the+gang+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbF3Alhc_WI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Th3z6iu-JFo/s200/the+gang+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310156287602654562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-6719098993245532570?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6719098993245532570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=6719098993245532570' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/6719098993245532570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/6719098993245532570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2009/03/walking-is-not-fun.html' title='Walking is not fun'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFv-Ra8p_I/AAAAAAAAANk/-CCaxFN01hk/s72-c/sasha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-3090494626104968461</id><published>2009-03-03T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T09:36:43.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor has arrived</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sa1qn1KnHUI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Qc-Js9AJiJ0/s1600-h/drinking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sa1qn1KnHUI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Qc-Js9AJiJ0/s320/drinking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309016768258710850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sa1qfynzycI/AAAAAAAAAMw/1bZuLpys69Y/s1600-h/taylor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sa1qfynzycI/AAAAAAAAAMw/1bZuLpys69Y/s320/taylor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309016630136916418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what a year, sorry we have not pasted for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we have a foster doggie here to stay, Taylor, he is much bigger than us and being a young one has more energy than me, anyway he is a pic and will add more soon. Ta Ta for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-3090494626104968461?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3090494626104968461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=3090494626104968461' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/3090494626104968461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/3090494626104968461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2009/03/taylor-has-arrived.html' title='Taylor has arrived'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/Sa1qn1KnHUI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Qc-Js9AJiJ0/s72-c/drinking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-3952143524449956833</id><published>2009-01-01T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T12:53:51.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ye olde shed on wheels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SV0tV0BinTI/AAAAAAAAAMc/kSRHXlRK1MU/s1600-h/YE+OLDE+SHED+ON+WHEELS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SV0tV0BinTI/AAAAAAAAAMc/kSRHXlRK1MU/s320/YE+OLDE+SHED+ON+WHEELS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286431390368439602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked dad where santa is now, he said he is  on holiday probaby up the dales. We had a drive out and i saw a shed on wheels, i think it is santas sledge with the fairy dust off. I said to dad it looks old, dad said it was. It had a forsale sign on- so it may be his old shed on wheels. Dad said john may by that , fix it up and travel the world- like Dr dooltle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-3952143524449956833?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3952143524449956833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=3952143524449956833' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/3952143524449956833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/3952143524449956833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2009/01/ye-olde-shed-on-wheels.html' title='ye olde shed on wheels'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SV0tV0BinTI/AAAAAAAAAMc/kSRHXlRK1MU/s72-c/YE+OLDE+SHED+ON+WHEELS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-1787349564184365831</id><published>2009-01-01T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T12:41:58.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SV0qCwhesPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/wE7pDMrA8Uo/s1600-h/SASHA+NEW+YEAR+KNIFE+N+FORK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SV0qCwhesPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/wE7pDMrA8Uo/s320/SASHA+NEW+YEAR+KNIFE+N+FORK.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286427764476260594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;What a year !. i hope this one is better. I covered my ears with my paws last night ,because i was getting sick of the fire works. All the family were here, exept dad as he was at work till today. I have made some new years resolutions not to bark at people i meet. I thought about this the other day as family from liverpool were here and they had a baby with them. I just had to keep an eye on dad playing with her and told him to be careful. No one knows but i used to live with children in the past and I know they will not hurt me ( Only adults did that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my family have been poorly, dad took ill over boxing day and mam is ill now so i will have to take care of her.Gemma made the dinner and told me i had to have manners.So i  used a knife and fork with a little help at first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-1787349564184365831?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1787349564184365831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=1787349564184365831' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/1787349564184365831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/1787349564184365831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SV0qCwhesPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/wE7pDMrA8Uo/s72-c/SASHA+NEW+YEAR+KNIFE+N+FORK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-7415135595091468630</id><published>2008-12-27T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T13:22:08.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SVacCiEtYxI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Mp3Lr5wJ73c/s1600-h/xmas+hat+sasha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SVacCiEtYxI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Mp3Lr5wJ73c/s320/xmas+hat+sasha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284582780086084370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SVabdCWgrGI/AAAAAAAAAME/zTVGWAkR_9U/s1600-h/xmas+film+lassie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SVabdCWgrGI/AAAAAAAAAME/zTVGWAkR_9U/s320/xmas+film+lassie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284582135915654242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had xmas dinner and had to wear stupid hats. I lay down and watched my favorite film lassie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the day bri asked me ,if i would go to meet a young man with learing difficulties in a few weeks. This young man can not own a doggie but no one will let him walk any. Me and whiskey agreed to go, after Brian said were probably not fostering anymore.....YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i think i know who santa is, whos ruddolph and whos the elf.I think he has a shed on wheels which he sprinkles magic dust on and it changes into a magical sledge. Bri said santa has a blog he does in his own time, but he has been that busy-and tired at his deliverys that he hasnt done it since 23rd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-7415135595091468630?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7415135595091468630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=7415135595091468630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/7415135595091468630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/7415135595091468630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-had-xmas-dinner-and-had-to-wear.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SVacCiEtYxI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Mp3Lr5wJ73c/s72-c/xmas+hat+sasha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-7625946989870118981</id><published>2008-12-27T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T13:06:52.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow xmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SVaY4kvMY0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/E0129aagPTA/s1600-h/sasha+xmas+presents+guarding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SVaY4kvMY0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/E0129aagPTA/s320/sasha+xmas+presents+guarding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284579310467572546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SVaYdrseKRI/AAAAAAAAAL0/vtCU83igS8M/s1600-h/sasha+xmas+presents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SVaYdrseKRI/AAAAAAAAAL0/vtCU83igS8M/s320/sasha+xmas+presents.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284578848478734610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Xmas Eve i heard a noise and it was santa. He told me to keep an eye on all the presents , incase the unruly ones and Sean got up and began to peek at the presents. I had a sniff for mine then guarded them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-7625946989870118981?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7625946989870118981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=7625946989870118981' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/7625946989870118981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/7625946989870118981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/12/wow-xmas.html' title='wow xmas'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SVaY4kvMY0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/E0129aagPTA/s72-c/sasha+xmas+presents+guarding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-4700934804993291832</id><published>2008-12-19T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:13:50.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>memory of our sweet Taz</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-67ccbe8559dc1963" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-5066853135930170960</id><published>2008-12-19T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T10:53:46.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Ned</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SUvqrtC86eI/AAAAAAAAALs/LCBJXM_Pv-k/s1600-h/Glen+message.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SUvqrtC86eI/AAAAAAAAALs/LCBJXM_Pv-k/s320/Glen+message.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281573024569289186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were really happy to see a xmas card off ned. He is doing really well with his new family in scotland.He is a handsome devil like me(dont tell him i said that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was really nice to see for dad, as he saw a poor dog knocked down and he tried to save her but she died in his arms. He was really upset and angry as there was lots of cars but no one would help.The poor girls family turned up and needless to say they were really upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Dad said this is why we must never ever go out on our own , because he would keep us safe when  were out with him.I agreed with dad and made a point of telling the others&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-5066853135930170960?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5066853135930170960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=5066853135930170960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/5066853135930170960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/5066853135930170960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/12/big-ned.html' title='Big Ned'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SUvqrtC86eI/AAAAAAAAALs/LCBJXM_Pv-k/s72-c/Glen+message.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-8258147513281154549</id><published>2008-12-19T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T10:37:41.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SUvp04CTu-I/AAAAAAAAALk/Apjdg6Vk43c/s1600-h/pink+whiskey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SUvp04CTu-I/AAAAAAAAALk/Apjdg6Vk43c/s320/pink+whiskey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281572082626575330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SUvnDNzQ9QI/AAAAAAAAALc/WI-xhCcHX9k/s1600-h/pippa+pink+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SUvnDNzQ9QI/AAAAAAAAALc/WI-xhCcHX9k/s320/pippa+pink+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281569030452344066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got some new coats today. I was not amussed so i gave it to whiskey. Whiskey thought he was really cool in pink. jasper looked amased saying dont you dare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-8258147513281154549?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8258147513281154549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=8258147513281154549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/8258147513281154549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/8258147513281154549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-got-some-new-coats-today.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SUvp04CTu-I/AAAAAAAAALk/Apjdg6Vk43c/s72-c/pink+whiskey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-5233956980994195180</id><published>2008-12-09T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:23:07.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/ST7EobWpcII/AAAAAAAAALU/TW1baijIA-8/s1600-h/Paris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/ST7EobWpcII/AAAAAAAAALU/TW1baijIA-8/s320/Paris.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277872012141359234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/ST7EQS4Da5I/AAAAAAAAALM/W3p7npZiif8/s1600-h/ruby2insnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/ST7EQS4Da5I/AAAAAAAAALM/W3p7npZiif8/s320/ruby2insnow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277871597548694418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad returned from work today and we told him that Santa is real. he must be as ruby went to her new home yesterday, after speaking to santa.I really wish ruby well and hopes she continues to build her confidence ( i am missing her already, wish that pippa had been rehomed instead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad told us that its uncle Anths birthday(64). I asked if paris (remember her) and jojo were planning a party.Dad said if they were i would not be invited as i bark at him and bullied paris last time i saw her.I dont do that now, but i used too until i got to know him. Thinking about it i wouldnt have been able to go, as i am washing my hair anyway. Dad washes his but i dont know why he bothers( he s got none).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have asked for Rubys address to send her a card. Bri said liz will give it to me and he would go to post office with me to post it at the weekend.Now i am starting to worry with it being xmas, as this is when some dogs need our help.  I have told dad to keep the phone of the hook till after xmas, but dad said would i like being alone in a kennel at this time of year.I said no but i would just go to John and Brendas everyone else does. Anyway if xmas gets too hectic, i am going on my hols to gemmas like whiskey does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-5233956980994195180?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5233956980994195180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=5233956980994195180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/5233956980994195180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/5233956980994195180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/12/dad-returned-from-work-today-and-we.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/ST7EobWpcII/AAAAAAAAALU/TW1baijIA-8/s72-c/Paris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-2000582075298359802</id><published>2008-12-07T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T11:08:42.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STwfMFjOh_I/AAAAAAAAALE/XVJGqQs2kVo/s1600-h/xmas+tree+sasha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STwfMFjOh_I/AAAAAAAAALE/XVJGqQs2kVo/s320/xmas+tree+sasha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277127155880200178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STwetOyBwdI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5F34uXnFS70/s1600-h/thinkin+of+taz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STwetOyBwdI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5F34uXnFS70/s320/thinkin+of+taz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277126625782251986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up quite early today and thought to myself - I carnt carry on calling bri and liz what i do now and thinkin about it i have been here over 18 months. So am going to call them mam and dad all the time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went out and got our tree, i really enjoyed watching Mam and Dad decorate it.i told them that we needed a fairy on top and should i put whiskey up there.Dad said no. well find an angel.It set me thinking about taz .This will be our first xmas without her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-2000582075298359802?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2000582075298359802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=2000582075298359802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/2000582075298359802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/2000582075298359802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-got-up-quite-early-today-and-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STwfMFjOh_I/AAAAAAAAALE/XVJGqQs2kVo/s72-c/xmas+tree+sasha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-7394971033285558944</id><published>2008-12-06T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T13:56:08.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Santa real</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STrzY4cid3I/AAAAAAAAAK0/64PwgZ2Yjuo/s1600-h/hamsterly+santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STrzY4cid3I/AAAAAAAAAK0/64PwgZ2Yjuo/s320/hamsterly+santa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276797522212452210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STry4t_LimI/AAAAAAAAAKs/WxRLZmX1Ihs/s1600-h/hamst+j+wh+ruby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STry4t_LimI/AAAAAAAAAKs/WxRLZmX1Ihs/s320/hamst+j+wh+ruby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276796969649146466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STrybY-5ZhI/AAAAAAAAAKk/1j-3g-xECbA/s1600-h/hamst+sasha+n+pippa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STrybY-5ZhI/AAAAAAAAAKk/1j-3g-xECbA/s320/hamst+sasha+n+pippa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276796465794606610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STrx_diui0I/AAAAAAAAAKc/Xv600kLJsAM/s1600-h/ham+jasp+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STrx_diui0I/AAAAAAAAAKc/Xv600kLJsAM/s320/ham+jasp+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276795985982294850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today there was ice everywhere, but hey who cares( not me today).So we jumped in the van with Bri and Liz then headed off (i knew where we were going but the others didnt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at hamsterly and yes it was really icey, but i was really exited. we headed off into the woods for a walk, but i was ahead for once. We walked a distance and returned on the path near the river to the van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bri drove the van futher up and we got out to pick our xmas tree - i was really excited but they had none left in the size we wanted.So I was really unhappy so we stayed with liz, and bri went into the shop.Minutes later bri shouted for us to all come into shop. We did and bri told us to follow him. We walked into this area and i couldnt believe my eyes. Santa was sitting there and asked for our names. I could not look incase i felt he was watching me (thats when i get nervous and bark),we told him our names and we all told him what we wanted for xmas. Ruby started to cry sayin that she wanted a mam and dad that would love her forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa listened to Rubys story,then agreed to try and help her.I was in shock at seeing him.we headed off home,everyone quite happy. We all sat beside the fire to get a warm and the phone rang.Liz answered the phone and Ruby may have her wish of a forever home to go to on monday.so i will keep my pawz crossed for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to everyone readin this, who thinks santa is not real. We are good dogs and saw him today.To anyone who hasnt seen him perhaps you havnt been as good as you think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-7394971033285558944?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7394971033285558944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=7394971033285558944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/7394971033285558944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/7394971033285558944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-santa-real.html' title='Is Santa real'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STrzY4cid3I/AAAAAAAAAK0/64PwgZ2Yjuo/s72-c/hamsterly+santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-3377399189744456059</id><published>2008-12-05T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T10:21:17.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STluH2x3HqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/YeM_kd0PWgg/s1600-h/dogs+xmas+talkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STluH2x3HqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/YeM_kd0PWgg/s320/dogs+xmas+talkin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276369519684034210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bri and sean had been out today in the van.When they returned with a motorbike, I said to the others "stuntman must think he is evil kieneval ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we all sat down with brian and talked about xmas.Pippa said she wanted a pink dress off santa.Whiskey said he wanted the same(WHAT).AND jasper said he wanted lots of treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and ruby sat laughing together and went into the dinning room.When we were there ruby said "is santa real". I couldnt believe she was asking such a stupid question. So i suggested she go out to hamsterley tommorow with us, bri and liz- as we are picking our xmas tree..When were there- if were good.We might get a peek through santas grotto door and see santa.Does that answer your question- " Is santa real".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby then said "all I wants for xmas is for santa to get her a mam and dad that will lover her forever"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked away at this point, as i was getting tears in my eyes and the others would laugh at me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-3377399189744456059?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3377399189744456059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=3377399189744456059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/3377399189744456059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/3377399189744456059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/12/bri-and-sean-had-been-out-today-in-van.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STluH2x3HqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/YeM_kd0PWgg/s72-c/dogs+xmas+talkin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-6084314825789762310</id><published>2008-12-04T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T15:15:06.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SThkaaJzFrI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/4MY69qwk5bo/s1600-h/whiskyinsnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SThkaaJzFrI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/4MY69qwk5bo/s320/whiskyinsnow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276077368324331186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STg_R46mMcI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/DjArwfaBmTA/s1600-h/sashainsnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STg_R46mMcI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/DjArwfaBmTA/s320/sashainsnow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276036540033020354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STg_CS24gRI/AAAAAAAAAJs/SyeSiVeqnO8/s1600-h/pipinsnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STg_CS24gRI/AAAAAAAAAJs/SyeSiVeqnO8/s320/pipinsnow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276036272118858002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STg-xqQd1VI/AAAAAAAAAJk/34XmN9iqd3s/s1600-h/ruby2insnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STg-xqQd1VI/AAAAAAAAAJk/34XmN9iqd3s/s320/ruby2insnow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276035986342401362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STg-Py-0YYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/vEzFNgvCdp0/s1600-h/jasperinsnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STg-Py-0YYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/vEzFNgvCdp0/s320/jasperinsnow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276035404568748418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STg-HsCouXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/gsfEjGQU1sI/s1600-h/landyinsnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STg-HsCouXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/gsfEjGQU1sI/s320/landyinsnow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276035265266760050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we got up early 6.30am . Within 15 mins we were going out for a walk with liz, then bri left for work , i looked at the snow and thought DAFT.we were waiting to go out still, when bri came back in and tells liz, someone has ran into his car - sending him sideways then on two wheels.I thought STUNTMAN laughing to myself.&lt;br /&gt;we waited a while until the roads were a little clearer, as it was too dangerous to walk near the road and too cold to cross the beck.So we jumped in the landrover and went to ballihope.Bri was moaning about being in pain to sean all the way. I sat and just giggled to myself- thinking even i know a car has 4 wheels and is supposed to stay on all four.&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at ballihope and we noticed there were no cars or anyone anywhere to be seen.We all got out the car and began to run around- then bri said " isnt it quiet"Yeah DAFT i thought the snow is about 8 inches deep here thats why( but i kept my thought to myself).The others were running around like stupid kids on a day out.so i just plodded around and watched.Then i had a thought!&lt;br /&gt;So when we went home and liz came in,I suggested that ruby could get a home in iceland- she d be happy there the daft dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-6084314825789762310?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6084314825789762310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=6084314825789762310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/6084314825789762310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/6084314825789762310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-we-got-up-early.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SThkaaJzFrI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/4MY69qwk5bo/s72-c/whiskyinsnow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-6067661531857873684</id><published>2008-12-03T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T14:11:32.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STcD6D_XQtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BMFglKbocW0/s1600-h/BLOG+RUBY+SASHA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STcD6D_XQtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BMFglKbocW0/s320/BLOG+RUBY+SASHA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275689784526193362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STcDaVygGXI/AAAAAAAAAI8/gKSn0vanp5w/s1600-h/whiskey+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STcDaVygGXI/AAAAAAAAAI8/gKSn0vanp5w/s320/whiskey+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275689239548270962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STcCimybfDI/AAAAAAAAAI0/K6qqhX06AJ4/s1600-h/whiskey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STcCimybfDI/AAAAAAAAAI0/K6qqhX06AJ4/s320/whiskey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275688282038697010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian came back from work today, whiskey was playing up and barking so brian let him in the garden. he was running around and wouldnt wait - Me and ruby watched whiskey from the door telling him to stop being stupid.But  no! no one listens to me and you can guess what happened next. Brian put all our coats on then we went to the park, it was freezing and i just watched as whiskey, ruby and jasper chased the ball- Why do they do it-I think it was because i didnt want to go and they made me stay out longer. Just wait till xmas I will show them all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-6067661531857873684?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6067661531857873684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=6067661531857873684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/6067661531857873684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/6067661531857873684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/12/brian-came-back-from-work-today-whiskey.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STcD6D_XQtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BMFglKbocW0/s72-c/BLOG+RUBY+SASHA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-1879840676662496711</id><published>2008-12-01T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:45:37.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STRouH6gZwI/AAAAAAAAAIs/X1wmwsHk4Fk/s1600-h/jasper+ruby+daring+beck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STRouH6gZwI/AAAAAAAAAIs/X1wmwsHk4Fk/s320/jasper+ruby+daring+beck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274956205165405954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STRoT5wCzPI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Mk2xi_2x-bw/s1600-h/ruby+in+the+beck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STRoT5wCzPI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Mk2xi_2x-bw/s320/ruby+in+the+beck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274955754686827762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now youll see what i mean when i say i keep them all in check, they just run wild and do dares (when i am not there)-like daring each other to jump in the beck in this weather.They must be stupid with it being so cold. I think they have been hearing about pip or talking to him on the phone to get these ideas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-1879840676662496711?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1879840676662496711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=1879840676662496711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/1879840676662496711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/1879840676662496711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/12/now-youll-see-what-i-mean-when-i-say-i.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STRouH6gZwI/AAAAAAAAAIs/X1wmwsHk4Fk/s72-c/jasper+ruby+daring+beck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-6192229316047823351</id><published>2008-12-01T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:35:24.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STRlkaBVzyI/AAAAAAAAAIc/tdobo9pv8gg/s1600-h/sasha+in+front+fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STRlkaBVzyI/AAAAAAAAAIc/tdobo9pv8gg/s320/sasha+in+front+fire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274952739692334882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     &lt;br /&gt;Today i didnt feel too well so i decided not to go for a walk and stayed infont of the fire with tootsie. you can tell i relaxed more when the unruly ones were out.just needed to get warm and feel sorry for myself.I told bri chocolate would make me better as i like chocolate, but he would not get me any ( think he only buys it for liz)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-6192229316047823351?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6192229316047823351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=6192229316047823351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/6192229316047823351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/6192229316047823351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-i-didnt-feel-too-well-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STRlkaBVzyI/AAAAAAAAAIc/tdobo9pv8gg/s72-c/sasha+in+front+fire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-8876545086552940694</id><published>2008-11-30T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T12:32:37.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STL4XIAmlaI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tpb8qWBM_Yk/s1600-h/lucyandmolly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STL4XIAmlaI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tpb8qWBM_Yk/s320/lucyandmolly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274551189774964130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STLsho7tcmI/AAAAAAAAAH8/FxmqZIEgwE4/s1600-h/liz+bithday+pics+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STLsho7tcmI/AAAAAAAAAH8/FxmqZIEgwE4/s320/liz+bithday+pics+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274538176271970914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the afternoon gemma came wi michael and lucy.guess what we went out again,it had cleared a little so ruby chased lucy around and i just watched.We ruturned by plodging through the beck.I did not as i refused so i had to be carried by bri( ha serves him right). Anyway i have been practicing the computer wi brian and i did this whilst eating pork crackling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-8876545086552940694?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8876545086552940694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=8876545086552940694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/8876545086552940694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/8876545086552940694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/11/later-in-afternoon-gemma-came-wi.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STL4XIAmlaI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tpb8qWBM_Yk/s72-c/lucyandmolly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-666922822175666226</id><published>2008-11-30T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T12:36:12.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STL5FTrzJQI/AAAAAAAAAIM/H6gePF6fQ_0/s1600-h/mollyinsnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STL5FTrzJQI/AAAAAAAAAIM/H6gePF6fQ_0/s320/mollyinsnow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274551983182914818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STLotoy4ejI/AAAAAAAAAHk/QlmRuPfPw5I/s1600-h/liz+bithday+pics+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STLotoy4ejI/AAAAAAAAAHk/QlmRuPfPw5I/s320/liz+bithday+pics+012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274533984346864178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi all today i wasnt too happy as liz and bri got up early had breakfast then we went for a walk.Everywhere was white with ice.We went right through the park and brian threw a ball, I just sat down and couldnt see the point of whiskey, pippa and jasper chasing for it.But that didnt last long( Even it it was liz s birthday). Everyone did as i said and wouldnt play ball so liz and bri got the message. We then went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-666922822175666226?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/666922822175666226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=666922822175666226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/666922822175666226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/666922822175666226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/11/hi-all-today-i-wasnt-too-happy-as-liz.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STL5FTrzJQI/AAAAAAAAAIM/H6gePF6fQ_0/s72-c/mollyinsnow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-1192913957779826221</id><published>2008-11-29T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T17:17:25.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STHpi7h0QXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/NLNU5s6sFpU/s1600-h/hol+jasp+mods.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STHpi7h0QXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/NLNU5s6sFpU/s320/hol+jasp+mods.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274253424931914098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well weve all heard about pip hearing about John being a hippy in the ye olde days.But me and jasper have been watching quadraphenia so if anyone has a parker that will fit dropp me a line.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-1192913957779826221?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1192913957779826221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=1192913957779826221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/1192913957779826221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/1192913957779826221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-weve-all-heard-about-pip-hearing.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STHpi7h0QXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/NLNU5s6sFpU/s72-c/hol+jasp+mods.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-5421217575545225438</id><published>2008-11-29T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T17:03:03.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STHmMvbutRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/OqXBWOJ_AaU/s1600-h/hol+jasper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STHmMvbutRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/OqXBWOJ_AaU/s320/hol+jasper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274249745193153810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what i have to watch the others for like jasper thinking hes cock of the north.I think he would die if the sheep chased him. I let him think hes the boss- but hes a male and we all know who wears the trousers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-5421217575545225438?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5421217575545225438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=5421217575545225438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/5421217575545225438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/5421217575545225438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-what-i-have-to-watch-others-for.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STHmMvbutRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/OqXBWOJ_AaU/s72-c/hol+jasper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-8122423396918599970</id><published>2008-11-29T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T16:53:39.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STHj0ytmZcI/AAAAAAAAAHE/P5fWpgwmK_k/s1600-h/hol+ruby+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STHj0ytmZcI/AAAAAAAAAHE/P5fWpgwmK_k/s320/hol+ruby+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274247134733297090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well  Bri n Liz went out to get some meat. they were out a while and when they returned, I could not believe my eyes. They had returned with  Ruby. I had to ask which Ruby it was as now iam getting confused. Brian told me it was ruby2. she returned through no fault of her own. She came in and made herself at home.I think she wanted to come back and see me secretly.She told me she had met some guine pigs, But the older dog she went to live with was a bit nervy around her- so it was decided best if she return here.&lt;br /&gt;Today we went for a walk to Ballihope at frosterly( well named as it was freezing) we were glad to get in the van and go home.Ruby was let off the lead and i watched from a distance to make sure they all behaved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-8122423396918599970?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8122423396918599970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=8122423396918599970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/8122423396918599970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/8122423396918599970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-bri-n-liz-went-out-to-get-some.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STHj0ytmZcI/AAAAAAAAAHE/P5fWpgwmK_k/s72-c/hol+ruby+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-4999414916193547213</id><published>2008-11-28T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T13:27:17.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STBiJrE0wiI/AAAAAAAAAG8/cTc9N3pt9-k/s1600-h/HOL+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STBiJrE0wiI/AAAAAAAAAG8/cTc9N3pt9-k/s320/HOL+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273823081972154914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another pic when we went to Scotland. We parked outside and we all were told to be good on the park and ride.When we arrived in edinburgh, we got our bearings and walked up the golden mile.We walked a few yards and jasper decided to foul the path, so brian was not amused clearing it up.we walked up the hill to the castle, getting our pic took in the century box outside. This was because the guy at the door said dogs were not allowed in.I mean the cheek of the guy,personally I think he was jealous as touists from japan and a place called america took our pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-4999414916193547213?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4999414916193547213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=4999414916193547213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/4999414916193547213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/4999414916193547213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-another-pic-when-we-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/STBiJrE0wiI/AAAAAAAAAG8/cTc9N3pt9-k/s72-c/HOL+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-3336496274887478417</id><published>2008-11-27T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T14:08:21.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8aSoZVrRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/2LMlPlZc99g/s1600-h/hol+ruby+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8aSoZVrRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/2LMlPlZc99g/s320/hol+ruby+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273462596057804050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby got her new home and went to live in Scotland. Days later dad came in and i thought i was seeing things- Yeah rubys back.  Dad said no its another girl called Ruby and boy she was older but looked her double. She needed lots of care as she was really nervous and kept running away if Bri or liz went near her. Whiskey calmed her a lot and she soon settled. She was off the lead in couple of days.Liz wanted to keep her and i asked if we could keep her and let pippa go, but Bri said no as jasper would cry his eyes out. Anyway she got her new home last weekend and has settled in well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-3336496274887478417?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3336496274887478417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=3336496274887478417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/3336496274887478417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/3336496274887478417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/11/ruby-got-her-new-home-and-went-to-live.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8aSoZVrRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/2LMlPlZc99g/s72-c/hol+ruby+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-5932715141094927615</id><published>2008-11-27T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T13:58:22.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8X9zDS6fI/AAAAAAAAAGs/UDpfdhdUgOE/s1600-h/hol+ruby+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8X9zDS6fI/AAAAAAAAAGs/UDpfdhdUgOE/s320/hol+ruby+11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273460039117629938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shortly after we took a girl called ruby on foster. She was really cool and didnt need to be told anything of me. But hey she ran after birds and I never saw Brian move so fast&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-5932715141094927615?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5932715141094927615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=5932715141094927615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/5932715141094927615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/5932715141094927615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/11/shortly-after-we-took-girl-called-ruby.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8X9zDS6fI/AAAAAAAAAGs/UDpfdhdUgOE/s72-c/hol+ruby+11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-362219190417704354</id><published>2008-11-27T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T13:50:54.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8WNeVkzbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/XCGLAEQr024/s1600-h/HOL+TOBY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8WNeVkzbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/XCGLAEQr024/s320/HOL+TOBY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273458109411806642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-362219190417704354?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/362219190417704354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=362219190417704354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/362219190417704354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/362219190417704354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8WNeVkzbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/XCGLAEQr024/s72-c/HOL+TOBY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-231422184114593435</id><published>2008-11-27T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T13:48:32.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8VFVRpXWI/AAAAAAAAAGc/kfCv5XQjt5Q/s1600-h/hol+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8VFVRpXWI/AAAAAAAAAGc/kfCv5XQjt5Q/s320/hol+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273456870028828002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way when we returned home, it was raining cats n dogs. Coz a couple of days later Toby came. he was a nice chap - but Bri and liz were not in the right mind so he went to another fosterer. Gladly Toby got his new home in windermere- Brian said its beautiful there and we went there last year for a hol. So we may meet up on a dog walk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-231422184114593435?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/231422184114593435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=231422184114593435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/231422184114593435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/231422184114593435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/11/any-way-when-we-returned-home-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8VFVRpXWI/AAAAAAAAAGc/kfCv5XQjt5Q/s72-c/hol+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-2074723395448404734</id><published>2008-11-27T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T13:40:01.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8TfBD7hCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/BbKTUcmTcVU/s1600-h/hol+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8TfBD7hCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/BbKTUcmTcVU/s320/hol+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273455112255931426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I realised what taz had meant when she told me to keep an eye on the others.On walks I needed to keep them in line as they were stalking sheep( I think they thought it was whiskeys relations in the fields)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-2074723395448404734?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2074723395448404734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=2074723395448404734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/2074723395448404734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/2074723395448404734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/11/anyway-i-realised-what-taz-had-meant.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8TfBD7hCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/BbKTUcmTcVU/s72-c/hol+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-6360834257553311312</id><published>2008-11-27T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T13:34:34.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8SNqqzFeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/m9Ke7IulKtM/s1600-h/hol+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8SNqqzFeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/m9Ke7IulKtM/s320/hol+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273453714675537378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On nights it was cold so we went in the caravan and Brian let us sleep on the beds to keep warm with the fire on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-6360834257553311312?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6360834257553311312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=6360834257553311312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/6360834257553311312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/6360834257553311312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-nights-it-was-cold-so-we-went-in.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8SNqqzFeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/m9Ke7IulKtM/s72-c/hol+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-6199071126177237061</id><published>2008-11-27T13:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T13:28:14.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8QOB4vuBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Zjr2xJaq_x4/s1600-h/hol+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8QOB4vuBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Zjr2xJaq_x4/s320/hol+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273451521884796946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went on days out and brian decided to pet a horse in the field. I was horrified thinking- "my god if they are fostering that here how will it fit in the caravan and where will it sleep". Liz told me not to worry, just brian thought he was a horse whisperer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-6199071126177237061?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6199071126177237061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=6199071126177237061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/6199071126177237061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/6199071126177237061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-went-on-days-out-and-brian-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8QOB4vuBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Zjr2xJaq_x4/s72-c/hol+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-6580330006106779483</id><published>2008-11-27T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T13:20:49.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8OxDdZjYI/AAAAAAAAAF8/P_XKgnB1Xj4/s1600-h/hol+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8OxDdZjYI/AAAAAAAAAF8/P_XKgnB1Xj4/s320/hol+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273449924579134850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi sorry its been a while, after taz passed away we were all in shock. heres some of our holiday pictures that we took in scotland.we visited edinbourgh and went for some long walks up the hills. I had trouble walking up some of then so brian carried me ( to the summit it felt like) and i kept an eye on the others as there was loads of sheep around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-6580330006106779483?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6580330006106779483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=6580330006106779483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/6580330006106779483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/6580330006106779483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/11/hi-sorry-its-been-while-after-taz.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SS8OxDdZjYI/AAAAAAAAAF8/P_XKgnB1Xj4/s72-c/hol+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-916281769061187751</id><published>2008-10-01T13:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T13:49:43.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are back</title><content type='html'>z &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SOPiL18pWCI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8JjjPm3hqCQ/s1600-h/sasha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SOPiL18pWCI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8JjjPm3hqCQ/s320/sasha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252290283532015650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it is me Sasha, Taz told me to take over her blog for her. I miss Taz alot and did not realise how much she took control of the unruly ones, PIP for example, the little whipper snapper. Will be back soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-916281769061187751?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/916281769061187751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=916281769061187751' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/916281769061187751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/916281769061187751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-are-back.html' title='We are back'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SOPiL18pWCI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8JjjPm3hqCQ/s72-c/sasha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-4151211630082925503</id><published>2008-08-26T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T13:44:20.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SLRqOqLEKsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/_ZWgi-I0fFk/s1600-h/tazgoodbyewithouttoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SLRqOqLEKsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/_ZWgi-I0fFk/s320/tazgoodbyewithouttoy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238929066610141890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taz our darling, she crossed over at 7.45 pm 25 august 2008. This site will still continue in her memory and her doggy friends will speak for her. Go and walk with the angels our angel, you have meant and done so much in your 17 years. We are in pain now, but know that your strength will keep us going. Thank you Taz from the bottom of our hearts, you have done so much for us we can not say.................please give barney, sasha, suzie, and snowy a big lick, you were their boss in the living world so we know they are waiting at that gate for your instructions. Love you always our best friend ever xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-4151211630082925503?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4151211630082925503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=4151211630082925503' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/4151211630082925503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/4151211630082925503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/08/taz-our-darling-she-crossed-over-at-7.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SLRqOqLEKsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/_ZWgi-I0fFk/s72-c/tazgoodbyewithouttoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-7651139394345917453</id><published>2008-06-07T15:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T15:37:53.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SEsNs2HIL8I/AAAAAAAAAD0/wJ1nIOywVSY/s1600-h/lollipopandsweetpea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SEsNs2HIL8I/AAAAAAAAAD0/wJ1nIOywVSY/s320/lollipopandsweetpea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209272458074927042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, how many visitors do I need, remember I am old, look what has arrived&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-7651139394345917453?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7651139394345917453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=7651139394345917453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/7651139394345917453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/7651139394345917453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/06/well-how-many-visitors-do-i-need.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SEsNs2HIL8I/AAAAAAAAAD0/wJ1nIOywVSY/s72-c/lollipopandsweetpea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-378469838047481728</id><published>2008-06-07T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T15:35:58.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well Cracker has found his new home, with a lovely lady in Scotland, my mam was saying that their are alot of very nice people in Scotland, this is the place Ned is now living (miss you still big boy)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-378469838047481728?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/378469838047481728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=378469838047481728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/378469838047481728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/378469838047481728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/06/well-cracker-has-found-his-new-home.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-3748588910215692154</id><published>2008-05-18T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T15:04:51.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SDCn9Vf24KI/AAAAAAAAADs/S-N_rfVkccY/s1600-h/Cracker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SDCn9Vf24KI/AAAAAAAAADs/S-N_rfVkccY/s320/Cracker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201842241797546146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well 3 weeks on and guess what, they still have not packed in fostering, along comes this chap, Cracker is his name, but please do not tell people, but I do think he is a real cracker&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-3748588910215692154?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3748588910215692154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=3748588910215692154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/3748588910215692154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/3748588910215692154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/05/well-3-weeks-on-and-guess-what-they.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SDCn9Vf24KI/AAAAAAAAADs/S-N_rfVkccY/s72-c/Cracker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-2597617502016188481</id><published>2008-05-18T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T15:02:30.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well guys Bruno got a great home, he went to live with a person call Deb, she has two other Shitzues and my mam says she is really, really nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-2597617502016188481?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2597617502016188481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=2597617502016188481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/2597617502016188481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/2597617502016188481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/05/well-guys-bruno-got-great-home-he-went.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-6410834972794312735</id><published>2008-04-26T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T13:15:03.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruno the nice boy with a bad habit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SBONPaceVHI/AAAAAAAAADk/TlxR_1xrF5s/s1600-h/bruno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SBONPaceVHI/AAAAAAAAADk/TlxR_1xrF5s/s320/bruno.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193650091224618098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days ago, mam and dad were talking, and they said they were going to stop fostering dogs. I thought, yipeeeeee, more time for us. Anyway, Mam rang Lynne and told her, Lynne was great about it, as mam does something called the website, and Lynne thought it would give more time for that. WELL LYNN, what happened two hours later???? A phone call (More talking) that is what. Then the next day along comes Bruno. However, I have to say he is a lovely little chap, I like the older ones. BUT he is so funny, to a point where he is quite rude. He is a nice guy, but has a very bad habit; when he has his breakfast and tea, he does rude thing to his dog blanket, and it lasts for about 1-hour. When I saw him doing this, I had to put my paws over my eyes, I simply do not know how his blanket has out stood the test of time, mind there are a few holes in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-6410834972794312735?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6410834972794312735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=6410834972794312735' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/6410834972794312735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/6410834972794312735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/bruno-nice-boy-with-bad-habit.html' title='Bruno the nice boy with a bad habit'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SBONPaceVHI/AAAAAAAAADk/TlxR_1xrF5s/s72-c/bruno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-1799211092899305638</id><published>2008-04-23T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:49:15.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil, Rodney or the trotters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SA-uc6ceVGI/AAAAAAAAADc/NJPTuD6yFa4/s1600-h/the+trotters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SA-uc6ceVGI/AAAAAAAAADc/NJPTuD6yFa4/s320/the+trotters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192560707129726050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another update from the trotters, sorry mean evils new mam and dad:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi there again guys, Hope you are all well, and you are not missing baby too much! As promised a picture of the boys - chasing each other around the garden. They get on so well and it is a treat to see them playing. Rodney is learning quickly from Derick and we have had some sucessful garden 1's and 2's. He is enjoying his walks and wants to be friends with anyone who walks past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god luck little man, I am sure you have a full happy life in frount of you xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-1799211092899305638?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1799211092899305638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=1799211092899305638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/1799211092899305638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/1799211092899305638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/evil-rodney-or-trotters.html' title='Evil, Rodney or the trotters'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SA-uc6ceVGI/AAAAAAAAADc/NJPTuD6yFa4/s72-c/the+trotters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-3430731540327161032</id><published>2008-04-21T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T11:24:21.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil is now rodney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SA4tPqceVFI/AAAAAAAAADU/pAYs2yu1D64/s1600-h/rodney.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SA4tPqceVFI/AAAAAAAAADU/pAYs2yu1D64/s320/rodney.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192137167519765586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to laugh, big style today, mam got an e-mail, evil Buster is now called Rodney. Well you may think, what is funny about that, the funny thing is, their other dog is called derrick, so derrick and Rodney (well I know who the fools were, but where are the horses) Anyway, don’t think we will see Rodney again as this family seem totally smitten, and think mam will have another person to speak  to on the phone, more talking xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here is the e-mail from evil now Rodney's new owners:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Liz,  &lt;div&gt;Just to keep you updated.Rodney (Buster) had a really busy day yesterday, after his journey home he went play crazy, he tried to climb in the dishwasher to lick the food slops, and didn't really give a toot when i told him 'No'. Derick keeps informing him that he is in charge and in true style Rodney does not seem to either notice or care - to the stage where Rodney did a flying jump off the sofa and straight on to Derrick flattening him (and i really think this was on purpose). At 8pm he crashed and did not even open his eyes when i put his ear drops in. This morning he woke up and i took him in the garden to the toilet, he sat down and looked at me for a good 10 minutes, i kept telling him that he needed to go wee wee so he looked at me as if i had compleatly lost the plot and found some dead leaves and rolled in them for a while. He came in and did a poo and 3 wee wee's today all on his mat which is great. We have not seen much of his face as it has been buried in the toy box for most of the morning with occassional squeekies and stuffed toys coming flying out until he found the golden egg - a cheewy bone! (It was all he had left to chew because both myself and gavin have nearly lost 6 fingers between us and have now taken to wearing gloves in the house!) We have left his cage in the sitting room this morning with the door open and he has been wandering in for a tinkle on the mat in there. We have absolutly fallen in love with him, and you can tell Taz that yes, i think we are mad as he is a complete monster looking for trouble wherever he goes.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Will keep you updated - tomorrow is walk day, we have got him a harness and put it on a couple of times for him to get used to it - however he just wants to eat it!&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Thanks&lt;/div&gt;  Kate, Gav and the boys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-3430731540327161032?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3430731540327161032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=3430731540327161032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/3430731540327161032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/3430731540327161032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/evil-is-now-rodney.html' title='Evil is now rodney'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SA4tPqceVFI/AAAAAAAAADU/pAYs2yu1D64/s72-c/rodney.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-2229000029082947274</id><published>2008-04-21T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T14:14:23.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is in a name</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SA0DhBPBJxI/AAAAAAAAADM/Kz-J6bqPRpc/s1600-h/glennednewhome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SA0DhBPBJxI/AAAAAAAAADM/Kz-J6bqPRpc/s320/glennednewhome.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191809811230041874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just need to add this about Ned, now Glen as learnt something new today. A "ned" is Glasgow slang for a rude, unruly youth, that's why his new family thought he deserved his new name Glen. So, maybe this gentle giant got his lovely owners, if he was treat the way he is treat now, as a pup, he, maybe, would not have been looking for a forever home. Anyway, he is not now, as Glen has a home for life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-2229000029082947274?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2229000029082947274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=2229000029082947274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/2229000029082947274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/2229000029082947274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-is-in-name.html' title='What is in a name'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SA0DhBPBJxI/AAAAAAAAADM/Kz-J6bqPRpc/s72-c/glennednewhome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-8602401056760106001</id><published>2008-04-20T12:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T12:20:52.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil has left the building</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SAuWLRPBJwI/AAAAAAAAADE/qbQDa4wZbyE/s1600-h/busterforkate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SAuWLRPBJwI/AAAAAAAAADE/qbQDa4wZbyE/s320/busterforkate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191408115823748866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After yesterday’s sad news, well okay good news, but sad for me. Evil only gets a home, can you believe it, not only is someone mad enough to want him (Hope they are prepared for a life changing experience) they travelled a 700 mile, yes, 700 mile round trip. All of the years I have been on this earth, I still can not understand humans. I mean, okay travel for a gentle companion dog, but him ????. Anyway enough, as mam is getting annoyed, she said he was a baby, she also said that these people, from a place called Devon, were really nice and might not appreciate my suggestion that they need their heads seeing to. Apparently, little Buster will have a name change, I could suggest one, but The Omen comes to mind. My mam spoke to Buster’s new owners tonight and they are still in love with him, eehhhhhhhhhhhh, give it a few days, then get a life PLEASE. Anyway little chap, you have a long life ahead of you, so please enjoy it till your hearts content, I was sad to see you arrive, but hey, happy to see you go,. What next; mam seems to be avoiding answering the phone to Lynne, I wonder why ?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-8602401056760106001?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8602401056760106001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=8602401056760106001' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/8602401056760106001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/8602401056760106001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/evil-has-left-building.html' title='Evil has left the building'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SAuWLRPBJwI/AAAAAAAAADE/qbQDa4wZbyE/s72-c/busterforkate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-6657136834509380275</id><published>2008-04-20T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T12:13:58.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SAuVmxPBJvI/AAAAAAAAAC8/XEBADC9d0bE/s1600-h/benjie+the+yorkie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SAuVmxPBJvI/AAAAAAAAAC8/XEBADC9d0bE/s320/benjie+the+yorkie1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191407488758523634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow what a weekend, I am so tired today, have been walked of my legs with pips, sachsa and Jasper. For those of you who have read my blog so for - you will be quick to realise that there are some names missing. Please don’t worry about Whiskey, he has gone out for the day with the younger human. However, you may ask where did Benji go, he went to Cheshire, that is where, I do think it was quite selfish of mam and dad to let him leave us as he was my romantic old pal. But I did meet his new mam and dad and they wanted to sneak me into the car with them and Benji, well PLEASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSE, I DON’T THINK SO, even thought Benji is a charming chap, this place needs me, I mean really needs me, we still had baby last night, and, without be, buster, baby, evil, whatever his name is would run amuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-6657136834509380275?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6657136834509380275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=6657136834509380275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/6657136834509380275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/6657136834509380275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/wow-what-weekend-i-am-so-tired-today.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SAuVmxPBJvI/AAAAAAAAAC8/XEBADC9d0bE/s72-c/benjie+the+yorkie1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-4327993210391129895</id><published>2008-04-18T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T15:08:56.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After bad news come poss good news</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SAkb5Dafx1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/yURYVzuA4nc/s1600-h/busterforkate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SAkb5Dafx1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/yURYVzuA4nc/s320/busterforkate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190710712504141650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well just after the heartache of Benji possibily going to his new home (I will miss him) the good news comes along, mam has told me the the evil, well they call him baby, may go to his new home on Sunday, just waiting for the home check, please pass, that is all I have to say, mam say's don't worry, as there are many other people who want to give evil a home, do not understand why ????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-4327993210391129895?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4327993210391129895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=4327993210391129895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/4327993210391129895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/4327993210391129895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/after-bad-news-come-poss-good-news.html' title='After bad news come poss good news'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SAkb5Dafx1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/yURYVzuA4nc/s72-c/busterforkate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-3024291167884855031</id><published>2008-04-17T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T08:03:58.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Benji may have a home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SAi4STafx0I/AAAAAAAAACs/xCQ36Y7FISY/s1600-h/benjiforjackie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SAi4STafx0I/AAAAAAAAACs/xCQ36Y7FISY/s320/benjiforjackie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190601195133060930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had good news and bad news today, good news for the old guy, Benji, he may have a home to go to on Saturday, mam has said they are lovely people and travelling from a place called cheshire. The bad news is that I will really miss this older man as he is such a gent and nothing like the tike, evil Buster&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-3024291167884855031?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3024291167884855031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=3024291167884855031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/3024291167884855031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/3024291167884855031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/benji-may-have-home.html' title='Benji may have a home'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SAi4STafx0I/AAAAAAAAACs/xCQ36Y7FISY/s72-c/benjiforjackie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-1838298133969128850</id><published>2008-04-15T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T09:24:32.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What now Buster or Evil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SATWtjafxzI/AAAAAAAAACk/d1lYDw2IxQk/s1600-h/buster2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SATWtjafxzI/AAAAAAAAACk/d1lYDw2IxQk/s320/buster2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189508748726486834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job we had a rest because now drama has arrived in the shape of the pest. Now I know I am getting on, but who can be bothered with the three month scamp who thinks his bed is a toilett, our dog tails are his fairground rides and the electric cables are for chewing. This is hard work, mam says he will not be here long, but I can not understand what stupid human would want to have their life turned upside-down by the pest. They have called him Buster, but I, personally think he is evil. He can not even walk outside yet, good job really, because if he could I would be tempted to nudge him into the beck, just to shut him up for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-1838298133969128850?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1838298133969128850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=1838298133969128850' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/1838298133969128850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/1838298133969128850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-now-buster-or-evil.html' title='What now Buster or Evil'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SATWtjafxzI/AAAAAAAAACk/d1lYDw2IxQk/s72-c/buster2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-8825071933715368948</id><published>2008-04-15T09:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T09:19:14.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SATVeDafxyI/AAAAAAAAACc/W8F7okIQZ_4/s1600-h/ned+ansd+tuts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SATVeDafxyI/AAAAAAAAACc/W8F7okIQZ_4/s320/ned+ansd+tuts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189507382926886690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SATVTjafxxI/AAAAAAAAACU/LN9OSmSqBBc/s1600-h/Ned2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SATVTjafxxI/AAAAAAAAACU/LN9OSmSqBBc/s320/Ned2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189507202538260242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know, by the time Benji leave, we still had Ned, but soon after he went to his home. And guess what, we had a rest, three weeks yipeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-8825071933715368948?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8825071933715368948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=8825071933715368948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/8825071933715368948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/8825071933715368948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/time-for-break.html' title='Time for a break'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SATVeDafxyI/AAAAAAAAACc/W8F7okIQZ_4/s72-c/ned+ansd+tuts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-966968711354628288</id><published>2008-04-15T09:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T09:16:03.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Benji</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SATUvDafxwI/AAAAAAAAACM/foQEdtU8AQg/s1600-h/Benji+the+yorkie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SATUvDafxwI/AAAAAAAAACM/foQEdtU8AQg/s320/Benji+the+yorkie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189506575473035010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Goldie went to her new home and I thought, lets have some rest, PLEEEEEEEEEEEASE, but no, that can not happen. Ned still her with my four friends and what happens, Benji, that is what happens. He was a pawz dog, but his owner was going into care, so he came here, Benji not his owner. Now here it is, I have told you about John and Brenda already, so after more pointless talking on the phone, Benji goes to stay with them for a while, as there was a possible home for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-966968711354628288?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/966968711354628288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=966968711354628288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/966968711354628288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/966968711354628288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/benji.html' title='Benji'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SATUvDafxwI/AAAAAAAAACM/foQEdtU8AQg/s72-c/Benji+the+yorkie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-1880557389199198869</id><published>2008-04-15T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T09:15:05.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goldie the Oldie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SATT_TafxvI/AAAAAAAAACE/2Ulweb1xLaA/s1600-h/Ned+and+Goldie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SATT_TafxvI/AAAAAAAAACE/2Ulweb1xLaA/s320/Ned+and+Goldie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189505755134281458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SATTxTafxuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZDzEZuwcUnY/s1600-h/goldie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SATTxTafxuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZDzEZuwcUnY/s320/goldie1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189505514616112866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was still winter and Ned was still here, when Mam told me that a local Vet had been in touch about and oldie, like me; Goldie was her name. Now this poor girl was taken to be put to sleep as the poor owner, who was elderly, could not keep her in his new accommodation, so what choice did I have, I told Mam to get her butt to the Vet and bring Goldie here. This was good advice on my part and she was a very gentle girl, and liked her walks, like me. Goldie was 12 years old and we thought she would be here for a while, but how untrue, a lady and her husband, who lives not too far away, adopted Goldie, she is now walking country walks and sleeps in the bedroom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-1880557389199198869?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1880557389199198869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=1880557389199198869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/1880557389199198869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/1880557389199198869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/goldie-oldie.html' title='Goldie the Oldie'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SATT_TafxvI/AAAAAAAAACE/2Ulweb1xLaA/s72-c/Ned+and+Goldie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-6520021973919702334</id><published>2008-04-15T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T09:09:49.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Ned</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SATS2DafxtI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_0QAnzY8LNU/s1600-h/Ned1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SATS2DafxtI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_0QAnzY8LNU/s320/Ned1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189504496708863698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey ho, we had a quiet time for a few weeks, then guess what happened, we where nedded, big boy Ned, my fav of all times. He was such a softie, even put up with the pest, pippa. Ned had been let down as a pup, he was not given the lead training, so at 5 years old and 10 stone, he pulled quite a few people off their feet. He had lived with three foster carers, John being one and we know John and Brenda had also been nedded, they loved him dearly. Basically, we were lucky to have Ned with us (Only because we did not live very close to a city, so Ned could have lead training without the stress of lots of traffic), John and Brenda had worked really hard with Ned and he was walking better when he came. Intially, Ned was only coming for a short while, whilst John and Brenda were visiting family, but when they returned, John Brenda, Mam and Dad had a talk and they agreed Ned would stay here. Now John, Brenda, Mam and Dad are good friends and my mam seems to never be off the phone to them. This foster carry on is all about supporting each other and that seems to be what they do (I can not understand humans myself, why do they need to talk for hours). Anyway back to my Ned, this poor boy was with pawz for nearly 10 months, and we thought her would end up a permanent fixture here. But, unfortunately for me, these good people, from Scotland, met Ned and he is now living with them, they have even changed his name to Glen (Why, he is my Ned and always will be) I suppose if he is happy that is the main thing. My mam and dad seemed very sad when Ned left, I can understand this as he was fab, mam even cried, the big softy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-6520021973919702334?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6520021973919702334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=6520021973919702334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/6520021973919702334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/6520021973919702334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/big-ned.html' title='Big Ned'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SATS2DafxtI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_0QAnzY8LNU/s72-c/Ned1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-2980112705768693198</id><published>2008-04-15T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T09:01:39.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruby the fireworks night dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SATQTjafxsI/AAAAAAAAABs/ku4mqX4sULk/s1600-h/ruby4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SATQTjafxsI/AAAAAAAAABs/ku4mqX4sULk/s320/ruby4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189501704980121282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby came to us two days before the dog dreaded fireworks night, her owner had simply thrown her out, so poor Ruby was very frightened of the loud noises. Anyway, we kept her safe and, slowly she began to blossom. Lynne told mam that Ruby was a poodle cross, but she seemed more like a patter dale, you need to watch Lynne, she told John that tod and meg were Yorkie crosses, he he he. That said, Lynn is super, she gives so much to Pawz for Thought and many of the volunteers feel, without Lynn there simply would not be pawz. Anyway back to Ruby, she did come out her shell and began to think she ruled the roost, so fortunately a very nice lady adopted Ruby, where she could have the attention all to herself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-2980112705768693198?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2980112705768693198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=2980112705768693198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/2980112705768693198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/2980112705768693198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/ruby-fireworks-night-dog.html' title='Ruby the fireworks night dog'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SATQTjafxsI/AAAAAAAAABs/ku4mqX4sULk/s72-c/ruby4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-666716888653561393</id><published>2008-04-11T15:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T15:16:59.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Penny the Pawz for Thought Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R__jUzmV0oI/AAAAAAAAABk/J1bt_ajzHhA/s1600-h/penny+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R__jUzmV0oI/AAAAAAAAABk/J1bt_ajzHhA/s320/penny+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188115242342011522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Penny, well after some silly people wanted to foster her, she found the right home. Penny lives with a great family, she goes to agility training every week with the young human child, they won an award, the little girl danced, then penny danced after her. Sad, I know, but this is what Penny needed and so much wanted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-666716888653561393?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/666716888653561393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=666716888653561393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/666716888653561393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/666716888653561393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/penny-pawz-for-thought-dog.html' title='Penny the Pawz for Thought Dog'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R__jUzmV0oI/AAAAAAAAABk/J1bt_ajzHhA/s72-c/penny+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-750684425592202355</id><published>2008-04-11T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T15:15:35.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what happend to paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R__i_zmV0nI/AAAAAAAAABc/KHnLksjBQDQ/s1600-h/paris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R__i_zmV0nI/AAAAAAAAABc/KHnLksjBQDQ/s320/paris.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188114881564758642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Paris stayed in the family, she was adopted by my human grandparents, spends her days either going on walks and rides in the car, or simply being spoilt to bits. Her nights are spend sleeping on my grandparents bed, the cheek, I mean, they are my relatives not hers, but, hey, good on them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-750684425592202355?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/750684425592202355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=750684425592202355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/750684425592202355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/750684425592202355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-happend-to-paris.html' title='what happend to paris'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R__i_zmV0nI/AAAAAAAAABc/KHnLksjBQDQ/s72-c/paris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-7947440778489152459</id><published>2008-04-11T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T15:07:34.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the next ones were paris and penny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R__hHjmV0kI/AAAAAAAAABM/SYb4fCCn8U0/s1600-h/penny+and+paris1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R__hHjmV0kI/AAAAAAAAABM/SYb4fCCn8U0/s320/penny+and+paris1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188112815685489218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sheana got her forever home, good for the old girl. Then, out of the blue, along came paris and penny. Both came from the same home, mam and dad said, they came from a very good home, but boy were they spoilt, Penny cried like a baby when she came and Paris, well she was so nervous, TLC was needed big style.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-7947440778489152459?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7947440778489152459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=7947440778489152459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/7947440778489152459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/7947440778489152459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/next-ones-were-paris-and-penny.html' title='the next ones were paris and penny'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R__hHjmV0kI/AAAAAAAAABM/SYb4fCCn8U0/s72-c/penny+and+paris1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-2592658857963458389</id><published>2008-04-11T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T06:37:39.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheena the oldie Poodle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9pjDmV0gI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JnB-vdG50Os/s1600-h/sheena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9pjDmV0gI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JnB-vdG50Os/s320/sheena.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187981346736558594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did not even get a nights rest, when Lynne, the Director of Pawz for Thought, called mam and dad and said she had a poodle who, if Pawz did not rescue, was going to be put to sleep, now she was younger than me, so why should she cross the bridge if she did not need to. So sheena came to stay with us for a while. She was a lively gentle girl, deaf, but this caused her no problems, after some treatment for her ears and teeth, Sheena found her forever home in Nottingham, with a very nice lady. Sheena now lives on chicken and tuna and is very spoilt, so she should be. Just think, this girl would not be living such a high life if rescues, like Pawz for Thought, were not around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-2592658857963458389?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2592658857963458389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=2592658857963458389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/2592658857963458389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/2592658857963458389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/sheena-oldie-poodle.html' title='Sheena the oldie Poodle'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9pjDmV0gI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JnB-vdG50Os/s72-c/sheena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-7715479360108442458</id><published>2008-04-11T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T06:39:34.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sally and Molly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9qDTmV0hI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f4C61ndbcyA/s1600-h/sally+and+molly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9qDTmV0hI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f4C61ndbcyA/s320/sally+and+molly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187981900787339794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all moved to a more rural area in May 2007, and in June two daschound sisters found themselves in need, Sally and Molly. These two were an experience and a half, they had not had a good start and did not know a lot of rules, so it was up to me to show them. Anyway, these girls got lovely homes, but poor Molly sadly died, last year, (Both mum and dad cried about this) But I think it was comforting, however, to know she had died having more love in her life at the end. Sally, is still living with her new family, and her boarder collie friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-7715479360108442458?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7715479360108442458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=7715479360108442458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/7715479360108442458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/7715479360108442458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/sally-and-molly.html' title='Sally and Molly'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9qDTmV0hI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f4C61ndbcyA/s72-c/sally+and+molly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-8299222064375149507</id><published>2008-04-11T06:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T06:24:11.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two oldies in Need</title><content type='html'>Mam had a call when at work, an old man has sadly died leaving his two dogs, who were in the police pound and would be taken to a local dog pound. Pawz for Thought agreed to rescue these doggies. Anyway when mam and dad went to the police station the doggies had escaped. So after a 2 hour search, we found them and Bruno and Snowy lived with us for a short while. Snowy went to a lovely home with a retired couple and Bruno went to live with a lovely family, with a cat and rabbits&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-8299222064375149507?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8299222064375149507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=8299222064375149507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/8299222064375149507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/8299222064375149507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/two-oldies-in-need.html' title='Two oldies in Need'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-5116406839595555065</id><published>2008-04-11T06:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T06:19:33.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pawz for thought foster</title><content type='html'>We then had a lovely little dog, for a short while, her name was poppy, we have not picture of her. Anyway, she needed a foster space as her owners just did not want her. Poppy found a lovely home and is now living a very spoilt life, as all dogs should in my opinion&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-5116406839595555065?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5116406839595555065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=5116406839595555065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/5116406839595555065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/5116406839595555065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/pawz-for-thought-foster.html' title='Pawz for thought foster'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-5851311083967991873</id><published>2008-04-11T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T06:19:15.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pawz for Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9lJDmV0fI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Ex5HgvNAhvM/s1600-h/whiskey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9lJDmV0fI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Ex5HgvNAhvM/s320/whiskey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187976502013448690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if this lot did not have enough, they found a rescue called Pawz for Thought and saw an older dog on the website and felt they could offer a home. Anyway, that did not happen, before I knew it we have had lots of foster dogs with us, two have stayed however, the fist, whiskey, he is a cool guy and quite clever and very entertaining:-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-5851311083967991873?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5851311083967991873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=5851311083967991873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/5851311083967991873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/5851311083967991873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/pawz-for-thought.html' title='Pawz for Thought'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9lJDmV0fI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Ex5HgvNAhvM/s72-c/whiskey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-3097320896900566758</id><published>2008-04-11T06:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T06:17:11.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pippa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9kcTmV0eI/AAAAAAAAAAc/TxRuppic-oc/s1600-h/pippa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9kcTmV0eI/AAAAAAAAAAc/TxRuppic-oc/s320/pippa1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187975733214302690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six months further on and Pippa came to us. She was six months old and a very nervous girl. Well now she isn’t,; quite a Madame really, most days I can not tolerate her (Well that is what the humans think) really it is my way of keeping her right:-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-3097320896900566758?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3097320896900566758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=3097320896900566758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/3097320896900566758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/3097320896900566758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/pippa.html' title='Pippa'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9kcTmV0eI/AAAAAAAAAAc/TxRuppic-oc/s72-c/pippa1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-6146995626015330363</id><published>2008-04-11T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T06:14:33.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jasper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9j3zmV0dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/UDS37ijCYmc/s1600-h/jasper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9j3zmV0dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/UDS37ijCYmc/s320/jasper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187975106149077458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Jasper joined us 3 years ago, he was a kennel dog, found roaming the streets. Jasper was quite a naughty boy when he came and I had to work hard to keep him in place. Anyway with love, TLC, and being put in his place of course, he is now a great little fellow, likes to bark and pretends he is a top dog, but underneath he is a real soft soul, he is my good pal and washes my ears, when I let him of course&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-6146995626015330363?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6146995626015330363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=6146995626015330363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/6146995626015330363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/6146995626015330363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/jasper.html' title='Jasper'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9j3zmV0dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/UDS37ijCYmc/s72-c/jasper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-8638868024214310344</id><published>2008-04-11T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T06:42:54.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When the new family arrived</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9qxzmV0jI/AAAAAAAAABE/ImZSFJpNT0U/s1600-h/tutsie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9qxzmV0jI/AAAAAAAAABE/ImZSFJpNT0U/s320/tutsie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187982699651256882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tutsie arrived 1 year after me, she was brought in be tuppence, as a very small kitten, her owners had moved away, leaving tutsie to roam the streets. She is now 14 years old and still going strong:-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-8638868024214310344?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8638868024214310344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=8638868024214310344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/8638868024214310344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/8638868024214310344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-new-family-arrived.html' title='When the new family arrived'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9qxzmV0jI/AAAAAAAAABE/ImZSFJpNT0U/s72-c/tutsie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-837493693331084732</id><published>2008-04-11T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T06:03:53.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my family then</title><content type='html'>So my family then consisted of, me (Of course) Barney the Lab (He sadly crossed over the bridge 4 years ago) Tuppence the Cat (He sadley crossed over the bridge 6 years ago) Sascha the rotti (She sadley crossed over the bridge 6 years ago). I loved all of my family and miss then dearly, I was the mammy of the pack. My human family were Bri, Liz, Gemma and Sean, Gemma no longer lives with us, she flew the nest 3 years ago and bought her own house, I still see Gemma when she visits and love her to bits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-837493693331084732?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/837493693331084732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=837493693331084732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/837493693331084732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/837493693331084732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-family-then.html' title='my family then'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-7742119154137453311</id><published>2008-04-11T05:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T06:41:00.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About Me Taz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9qWjmV0iI/AAAAAAAAAA8/d29AZGbHbZs/s1600-h/taz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9qWjmV0iI/AAAAAAAAAA8/d29AZGbHbZs/s320/taz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187982231499821602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone, my name is Taz, I am 16 years old. I have created this blog so people can read about my life and the doggies in need, both past and present. I came to my home some 14 years ago, adopted from North East Animals at Risk (NEAR). NEAR rescued me as my owners were emigrating and took me and my doggy friend to the vets to be put to sleepy. Mt doggy friend got a home very quick (Hello Pepper wherever you may be) but I waited a while longer. Anyway my human family came along and I went to live with them and their animal family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-7742119154137453311?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7742119154137453311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=7742119154137453311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/7742119154137453311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/7742119154137453311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/hi-everyone-my-name-is-taz-i-am-16.html' title='About Me Taz'/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9qWjmV0iI/AAAAAAAAAA8/d29AZGbHbZs/s72-c/taz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153269448429097306.post-3315012861982545079</id><published>2008-04-11T05:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T05:59:45.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9fyDmV0cI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4Hs7a1a4U_8/s1600-h/taz2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9fyDmV0cI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4Hs7a1a4U_8/s320/taz2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187970609318318530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153269448429097306-3315012861982545079?l=tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3315012861982545079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153269448429097306&amp;postID=3315012861982545079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/3315012861982545079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153269448429097306/posts/default/3315012861982545079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tazandallthedogsinneed.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>taz and all the dogs in need</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472603852133094130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/SbFuzaOZ0rI/AAAAAAAAANE/yAt98K0SitA/S220/taz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekFh0SquNGY/R_9fyDmV0cI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4Hs7a1a4U_8/s72-c/taz2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
