tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344170542024-02-07T07:50:55.664-06:00ranger, the laba chocolate pup's viewpoint of his world...ranger, the labhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07679069295156162112noreply@blogger.comBlogger221125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-58486494910802214542011-06-09T17:02:00.002-05:002011-06-09T17:04:35.780-05:00walkie, walkie....it was good....<br />
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<center><a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/09/3036.jpg"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/09/s_3036.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /></a></center>ranger, the labhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07679069295156162112noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-3894430757002555442011-03-13T13:44:00.001-05:002011-03-13T13:44:46.157-05:00i want a walk...<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/13/1938.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/13/s_1938.jpg' border='0' width='214' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />wondering if this face will get me a walk today?<br /><br />*woof*<br /><br />ranger, the labhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07679069295156162112noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-24361156313076058092011-03-11T20:01:00.001-06:002011-03-11T20:01:36.735-06:00in trouble<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/11/2890.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/11/s_2890.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />No walks. None. <br /><br />Sucks. <br /><br />So when I went outside today, what did I see? Yummy trash on the ground. A gift, if you will. The smells were amazing. <br /><br />I know I'm not suppose to touch it. But what is a bored labbie to do? I'm only a dog. <br /><br />So I ate. <br /><br />Chicken bones. Yum. Chicken skins. Yum. Other various types of human food. Yum. <br /><br />Mom was NOT pleased. I kinda made a mess. I was in trouuuuuuble. <br /><br />*woof*<br />ranger, the labhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07679069295156162112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-67443896514577734642011-02-17T14:00:00.001-06:002011-02-17T14:00:56.218-06:00finally, a walk...<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/1672.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_1672.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />after torture with the bath, we finally went on a walk. so happy. <br />ranger, the labhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07679069295156162112noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-83568737832194489342011-02-13T16:06:00.000-06:002011-02-13T16:06:41.755-06:00we'll just label, this....what the hell was she thinking?<center><a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/13/2620.jpg"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/13/s_2620.jpg" style="margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 5px;" width="400" /></a></center><br />
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so you all know that i love my human mom. seriously she is the one human i can always count on.<br />
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until today. she lost her mind.<br />
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it was the first day in WEEKS of hellish winter that we had a nice day. she PROMISED a walk. whatever. she decided to spend the day leaving in her jeep and then cleaning stuff from the garage. she didn't know i was listening, but i overheard her talking to my human brother that it was "too windy" to walk.<br />
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the sun is out. it's like 58 degrees whatever that means. all i know there is no white stuff on the ground, so let's hit the road.<br />
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all of a sudden she pulls out the yellow hairbrush that feels amazing on my dry, flaky, itchy winter coat that is blowing out. so i politely stand there and let her brush me.<br />
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THEN she says i need a bath. won't lie, not a huge fan of our cramped up bathroom tub with the weird sliding doors. but i see her coming outside with the shampoo and a towel. okay, cool i love to play in the driveway with water.<br />
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in horror and to my shocking surprise, the water that came out of that long green snaky thingee feels like pure ice. not cold. no. ice, ice, baby. she's yelling at me and i'm jumping around feeling my heart beat out of my chest. just when i think this is going to end, she starts soaping me up.<br />
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is she kidding? at my first opportunity (and i have to say in almost five years i have never done this) i take off running from her. she calls me back and every fiber of me wants to obey....but she's still holding the icy green snake thing. i know what is coming.<br />
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so she gets me back and of course douses me with more cold torture. just when i think i cannot take anymore and may have to BITE the green snake, my human brother comes out holding a big blue pitcher.....of pure warm/hot water.<br />
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aaaahhhhhhhhhh. three more times of the blue pitcher and i am feeling great.<br />
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mom, lick you much, but can we wait till summer? or until the green snake thingee warms up? jeez.<br />
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ps. i do feel better, but i'm not telling her lest she wants to make this a weekly thing.<br />
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*woof*ranger, the labhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07679069295156162112noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-40960761796167388072011-02-12T15:16:00.001-06:002011-02-12T16:16:34.631-06:00it's me...i hate winter. no outdoor walks. I just lay around, get petted and eat. nothing deters me from eating. <br />
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I won't lie. im out if shape and have put on a few pounds. but so has my human mom. so i am in good company. hope she doesn't read this. <br />
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miss the walks....<br />
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*woof*ranger, the labhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07679069295156162112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-37420448213496375812010-07-20T14:54:00.001-05:002011-02-13T16:09:10.442-06:00really need to get into posting again....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiIbiqIoRlq_BzTpdUlXw5j5Q_ODbD1aWia3GAk0AzIGxXZbV98DyVcwZfIR0vILu1sVboZ4jKc0Uj4oq0-IzykNomQd1k1sVnx32hqPuZQpu1Qt2vVH7u9dDlpQkEEeYT9Anu/s1600/IMG_0453.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiIbiqIoRlq_BzTpdUlXw5j5Q_ODbD1aWia3GAk0AzIGxXZbV98DyVcwZfIR0vILu1sVboZ4jKc0Uj4oq0-IzykNomQd1k1sVnx32hqPuZQpu1Qt2vVH7u9dDlpQkEEeYT9Anu/s640/IMG_0453.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>hello world. missed you!<br />
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*woof*ranger, the labhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07679069295156162112noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-37015165743065492782009-04-23T19:03:00.000-05:002011-02-12T16:01:16.727-06:00i love supper<div>check me out lovin on some supper....</div><div><br />
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</div><div>woof!</div>ranger, the labhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07679069295156162112noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-65301354149233760692009-04-02T09:46:00.001-05:002009-04-02T09:50:08.433-05:00remembering when i first came home...<div><br /></div>i was thinking about how old i am, time sure flew by. mom isn't home yet and i am missing her. <div><br /></div><div>take a look at my first blog post. it's when i came home to my new family. </div><div><br /><a href="http://rangerthelab.blogspot.com/2006/06/ranger-here.html">http://rangerthelab.blogspot.com/2006/06/ranger-here.html</a><br /><br />woof!</div>ranger, the labhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07679069295156162112noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-22783786289903257842009-04-01T22:07:00.001-05:002011-02-12T16:19:29.791-06:00i'm 3 years old today..<div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji0z6zIym8kN8eBqlUJGoH1ZA-Uu9LDeic6pGLcRjTB0u_bn0UxPYNEgqU0RdlmLWFJp69SWhn9Vi120ahERQUu5tKCs6fRVJQAfeu0-yNvVOkpYP6SQFVgEoccoSMDKSmiSvF/s1600-h/photo-769681.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319925461053269858" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji0z6zIym8kN8eBqlUJGoH1ZA-Uu9LDeic6pGLcRjTB0u_bn0UxPYNEgqU0RdlmLWFJp69SWhn9Vi120ahERQUu5tKCs6fRVJQAfeu0-yNvVOkpYP6SQFVgEoccoSMDKSmiSvF/s640/photo-769681.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br />
...and mom isn't here to celebrate with me.ranger, the labhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07679069295156162112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-33698056544038632972009-03-30T23:08:00.000-05:002011-02-12T16:19:05.889-06:00Mmmmmmm<div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf1q-AasUBHnDTi-wX5bgElbJ7n29Gyx4sXaqGcaSSNnYSXCGgk2ejYhDlhmdw7Lr7RYM724GCFkT2MbHyJR4M3ePFSu8UXa0SGZA-eZM7et4IBwRLCVNCa6DcCRTujoHl2ZVL/s1600-h/photo-783678.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319199242813011458" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf1q-AasUBHnDTi-wX5bgElbJ7n29Gyx4sXaqGcaSSNnYSXCGgk2ejYhDlhmdw7Lr7RYM724GCFkT2MbHyJR4M3ePFSu8UXa0SGZA-eZM7et4IBwRLCVNCa6DcCRTujoHl2ZVL/s640/photo-783678.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br />
mom's toes are yummy...ranger, the labhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07679069295156162112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-35875737760650257442009-03-30T23:04:00.000-05:002011-02-12T16:18:36.416-06:00love me...<div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPYKB0ehJcY1S2QSghKi28s1t59EXVk4JSgPe0pSJIvq68GMEW9GaslCsPiV-pXycn1_kj96UNRGEVsrHAZTatidNu7U8iBxvVfAR4VRRo6hvbgmC3vj9gR7gOwvTCThDHAX5X/s1600-h/photo-724087.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" height="300" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319198132646262114" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPYKB0ehJcY1S2QSghKi28s1t59EXVk4JSgPe0pSJIvq68GMEW9GaslCsPiV-pXycn1_kj96UNRGEVsrHAZTatidNu7U8iBxvVfAR4VRRo6hvbgmC3vj9gR7gOwvTCThDHAX5X/s400/photo-724087.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>ranger, the labhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07679069295156162112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-14953107411399601122009-03-30T22:58:00.000-05:002011-02-12T16:18:09.784-06:00panting....<div class="mobile-photo"><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnlBhAD11J9yBMr5Km_AXHs0NM_xBmhKjFtiC1ZSUeeTXoFA064EoxPzOnj06MVklDYr6xBRclUblVGjJ_UKV2qkdmpRfeMh0imhmbGoF0E8531zqoRrfEM-J13VolBizENiD5/s1600-h/photo-767646.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" height="300" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319196595696218482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnlBhAD11J9yBMr5Km_AXHs0NM_xBmhKjFtiC1ZSUeeTXoFA064EoxPzOnj06MVklDYr6xBRclUblVGjJ_UKV2qkdmpRfeMh0imhmbGoF0E8531zqoRrfEM-J13VolBizENiD5/s400/photo-767646.jpg" width="400" /></a></div></div><div class="mobile-photo"><br />
</div>.....just got ran,hard. ....ranger, the labhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07679069295156162112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-58236957931869765112009-03-29T22:14:00.000-05:002011-02-12T16:15:42.905-06:00i want to go outside...<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd-ThNcd5KwyghjHTgoBPwO4gFk-aW3EnT02PaQbfvHbqtIiYvk_0ROTwY6FJmK0wSOqW0CfqBnHarrgONJMavHZvQpM9nOGWz4lOjeOlS3m6poSpuuyV9wCoLYXtsH5DcYD90/s1600-h/photo-741904.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318814232745993938" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd-ThNcd5KwyghjHTgoBPwO4gFk-aW3EnT02PaQbfvHbqtIiYvk_0ROTwY6FJmK0wSOqW0CfqBnHarrgONJMavHZvQpM9nOGWz4lOjeOlS3m6poSpuuyV9wCoLYXtsH5DcYD90/s640/photo-741904.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br />
...mom sometimes needs some coaxing to take me outside. this usually <br />
gets the job done.ranger, the labhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07679069295156162112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-74215969923730263502009-03-26T22:47:00.001-05:002009-03-26T22:47:42.174-05:00my brother is trying to beg for my food!!!<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpOaphPAMUuQP_aYYQAwZbEmydeK4E-Jz5x0apcpmm3nVo4ehCokv-uexc37rKkEwszMnPN_uK7yoXm4dnprGsipkgriVf7jsODI7OEVGUkFn4erhFkwfS_C-OUZoeuy_PU1OF/s1600-h/photo-762176.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpOaphPAMUuQP_aYYQAwZbEmydeK4E-Jz5x0apcpmm3nVo4ehCokv-uexc37rKkEwszMnPN_uK7yoXm4dnprGsipkgriVf7jsODI7OEVGUkFn4erhFkwfS_C-OUZoeuy_PU1OF/s320/photo-762176.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317709226990534930" /></a></p>woof!ranger, the labhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07679069295156162112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-81835874832612440142009-03-26T22:41:00.001-05:002009-03-26T22:41:27.379-05:00this is how i chill..<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiquGg6OEmEmnAOzaxf_KjAxVZh6kcdcaw77iLlA0cIjHwPwbGN7S4bc3iZV068iWSp7aNPkzEZzoKYOL_GFk0jLhUyG6iE4ACa0wpkQtT6RAKTEa5LkscDv4r02X2FUz1EPBhn/s1600-h/photo-787380.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiquGg6OEmEmnAOzaxf_KjAxVZh6kcdcaw77iLlA0cIjHwPwbGN7S4bc3iZV068iWSp7aNPkzEZzoKYOL_GFk0jLhUyG6iE4ACa0wpkQtT6RAKTEa5LkscDv4r02X2FUz1EPBhn/s320/photo-787380.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317707618101565346" /></a></p>life is good for me...ranger, the labhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07679069295156162112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-22900092502772740312009-03-19T09:48:00.000-05:002009-03-19T10:23:46.149-05:00....finally a day out on the townmom surprised me today! she said, "let's go for a ride!" i ran as fast as i could to get in the jeep.<br /><br />we went downtown to meet some of her wedding professional friends who are photographers! we walked all over the place and i had to be good. i saw this little yapper yorkie, which i thought would have tasted pretty good, but mom said no.<br /><br />we had lunch outside and i got to eat fries. i never get fries!!!<br /><br />mom's photographer friend, michelle with <a href="http://www.memoriesbymichelle.com/">memories by michelle</a> (who smelled good by the way) took some photos of me.<br /><br />don't hate me because i'm beautiful....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaEzr3BIOkR04DWItuAFlrL3YezzadMw5BElp_E3PnDwbjg0iSLZ43TLfYvXFaf61EZBQ6NqOtNfJrufPkRYStiUw6Cn67NqNa6RBWAZFAVobzzCjtNC5vb2raJK_IEYvJyNSJHg/s1600-h/Img043.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4UygwmOw7DGfXBSu50y-7s2xgh9kdt2z2aFuB1L9RyRBH3vcUb2yjBKRVz6DkruponHVg9lN7T_sTmzG__yNf0fE7Fnf7Zte0IZ4VILdgMUYLiPMf6YZHcJBG8j2UN3F3k3lRMg/s400/Img116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314911490815571458" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg53TuFvYEikMDkXYJx5N6jchZfKClgCPKhQGWxXI91AhJ1t8E2afy0TnkjR6LD_VmkqDEJEdcr9bu_mlAFCQSrKlTOp9xIRpsGWnQkjdqlpH9X8jB8HbgYynF7u-Lg5qUKBaiHww/s1600-h/Img118.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg53TuFvYEikMDkXYJx5N6jchZfKClgCPKhQGWxXI91AhJ1t8E2afy0TnkjR6LD_VmkqDEJEdcr9bu_mlAFCQSrKlTOp9xIRpsGWnQkjdqlpH9X8jB8HbgYynF7u-Lg5qUKBaiHww/s400/Img118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314911925915288002" border="0" /></a>this is my mom...<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHW_JRGXmI7rYu3WosrmIPuEX_Jfe47Ue75hWo8yDI4MIbrO7KD2NDn3IXaQdchxu69HugQr69bk37OrW6Lq0pb3b0FqXHj01B-524UOeb4to2yScIfR87PQ7xdMzKWaQwq9dfnA/s1600-h/Img112.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHW_JRGXmI7rYu3WosrmIPuEX_Jfe47Ue75hWo8yDI4MIbrO7KD2NDn3IXaQdchxu69HugQr69bk37OrW6Lq0pb3b0FqXHj01B-524UOeb4to2yScIfR87PQ7xdMzKWaQwq9dfnA/s400/Img112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314911374135153682" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU9C1gFUG_6AExitNs-W0ntduksxNfgZfGQ0reruLOWxPR6OGYNoAMaFANRzBe-Jz7jg6fWYV-yBubrsd3bQCp1kHABUKGfNGldz6OOYxUc90ID7TqNtQHgwuB-f2NSyG6tQvQfQ/s1600-h/Img113.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU9C1gFUG_6AExitNs-W0ntduksxNfgZfGQ0reruLOWxPR6OGYNoAMaFANRzBe-Jz7jg6fWYV-yBubrsd3bQCp1kHABUKGfNGldz6OOYxUc90ID7TqNtQHgwuB-f2NSyG6tQvQfQ/s400/Img113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314911080604449858" border="0" /></a>gorilla? or me?<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPpYyVb5GjViVQhQnAMA3ya20MQQw9DD3hEjtPZNIuBwg8Q-PoFcxCIJoAm5-ldl-L9z96FV4tapfNC6Xr5Xk60CrWFLYivpe5t8uUsYU411wVtU7tT2-M4LxQe0b-Ajmb3jjkOQ/s1600-h/Img119.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPpYyVb5GjViVQhQnAMA3ya20MQQw9DD3hEjtPZNIuBwg8Q-PoFcxCIJoAm5-ldl-L9z96FV4tapfNC6Xr5Xk60CrWFLYivpe5t8uUsYU411wVtU7tT2-M4LxQe0b-Ajmb3jjkOQ/s400/Img119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314910906175986434" border="0" /></a><br /></div>woof!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-80450623018346153552009-03-15T16:19:00.000-05:002009-03-19T10:23:46.239-05:00my cute face...<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvVxvuBaJ_fvx5gy6J3VIwfDNxq5VW9GLaAWX0pVchfGSxERHE-TolPqYnlmTzowkcvS7ds2NNqcBsu28343SQ-G2J5ls5vBopk0aI4czS0ZU4tOzazbLeNdroV-tAB0ChWs2s/s1600-h/photo-704533.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvVxvuBaJ_fvx5gy6J3VIwfDNxq5VW9GLaAWX0pVchfGSxERHE-TolPqYnlmTzowkcvS7ds2NNqcBsu28343SQ-G2J5ls5vBopk0aI4czS0ZU4tOzazbLeNdroV-tAB0ChWs2s/s320/photo-704533.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313527398712183474" /></a></p>this is the photo of me that mom says she has the background of her <br>iPhone.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-8628185484569581642009-03-15T12:28:00.000-05:002009-03-19T10:23:46.287-05:00sitting regal...<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlfs_KMHF6ZfFjMXdV1i1-S7h4eRhN2J0rYpJYu8I7nDsn1c4q_udhGO_jWqXkJu2P-zcDPxEnUhm8BnS8aIOSf-Rna_jufottdQUvCgARGvZC_9f9KRk7fnTuRpMB2aHIsbwv/s1600-h/photo-759452.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlfs_KMHF6ZfFjMXdV1i1-S7h4eRhN2J0rYpJYu8I7nDsn1c4q_udhGO_jWqXkJu2P-zcDPxEnUhm8BnS8aIOSf-Rna_jufottdQUvCgARGvZC_9f9KRk7fnTuRpMB2aHIsbwv/s320/photo-759452.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313467935680589314" /></a></p>this is the pose of choice when i wait for a morsel of food.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-68058980265262765632008-07-11T15:20:00.000-05:002009-03-19T10:23:46.300-05:00barkin mad!yo peeps! I know that I haven't been here much. ahem, like at all. my mom has been so busy with her stupid blogging for her stupid event planning company. you can check her out at: http://planningforever.com/blog<br /><br />actually i'm proud of her, but seriously...what about me? what about my friends? grrrh.<br /><br />anyway, i'm a BIG boy now....no longer a pup (but my dad still calls me pup-pup). i've been to the emergency room twice in my two years of existence. hey! i'm active! this summer has been fun because we go to a river camp almost every weekend. i swim, swim, swim....till my ears hurt. and then my mom has to put this stupid liquid in them.<br /><br />anyhoo...here's some pics of yours truly. i'm pretty darn handsome, that is for sure!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/44313546@N00/2658934049/" title="IMG_0988 by ranger, the dog, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2362/2658934049_f34ff8a07f.jpg" alt="IMG_0988" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/44313546@N00/2658934201/" title="IMG_0990 by ranger, the dog, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3220/2658934201_d717539d6a.jpg" alt="IMG_0990" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/44313546@N00/2658934331/" title="IMG_0991 by ranger, the dog, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3213/2658934331_5d5ab30103.jpg" alt="IMG_0991" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/44313546@N00/2659761236/" title="IMG_0992 by ranger, the dog, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3078/2659761236_b9c6a0b43c.jpg" alt="IMG_0992" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/44313546@N00/2658934883/" title="IMG_0996 by ranger, the dog, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3107/2658934883_a05f2cd9b1.jpg" alt="IMG_0996" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/44313546@N00/2658935001/" title="IMG_0997 by ranger, the dog, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3201/2658935001_aabff1c527.jpg" alt="IMG_0997" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">just throw me a stick or something!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/44313546@N00/2658935235/" title="IMG_1009 by ranger, the dog, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3263/2658935235_d62cb861da.jpg" alt="IMG_1009" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /></div><br />*woof*Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-76771691774440451172007-09-24T14:58:00.000-05:002009-03-19T10:23:46.311-05:00tortured by sheetsmom does this crazy thing once a week. she likes to take everything off her bed and throw it on the floor. pretty weird considering i watch her everyday make the bed look pretty and she never, EVER invites ME to sleep on it with her. <br /><br />hmph.<br /><br />i digress. so, once a week, she throws these wonderful pieces of material on the floor. they smell like my mom and dad. i just love them. so of course, i wallor in them. <br /><br />hmmmmmm.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1239/1434849330_c3033f1953.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1239/1434849330_c3033f1953.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />smells wonderful.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1158/1433979321_5b9af5e7d8.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1158/1433979321_5b9af5e7d8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />once in awhile, my mom thinks its funny to throw the big sheets on TOP of me. i don't mind it but this one time, i couldn't get out of it. i fought and fought but it kept getting more tangled up!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1407/1433652807_045b3f137a.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1407/1433652807_045b3f137a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1194/1433649919_cdaa357b3e.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1194/1433649919_cdaa357b3e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />it really gets caught on my head here...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1130/1434519982_f91495bb5c.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1130/1434519982_f91495bb5c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />mom, of course, thought this was all hysterical. she may need a good biting for this. <br /><br />*w00f*Unknownnoreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-86905335706791345542007-09-22T09:59:00.000-05:002009-03-19T10:23:46.335-05:00superstar!i've been in an online ad for the <a href="http://www.wagnbrag.com">WagnBrag</a> website. whatdya expect? after wall, i WAS grand marshall of the fido parade. <br /><br />here's my ad:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKrkjGCuG67y5uV0D2LGgU1ep9mJEdI34zEO2WbNS4zfH16GBu5Nm2-pOjAX7osjSWN543zelVMlncjH08E274lIGOmAMzzYiCqsxUcVSQwnpEcxl2b4cEMRJeV4iQxBpDZqWyAg/s1600-h/sept11_ecp_FFGM_poster2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKrkjGCuG67y5uV0D2LGgU1ep9mJEdI34zEO2WbNS4zfH16GBu5Nm2-pOjAX7osjSWN543zelVMlncjH08E274lIGOmAMzzYiCqsxUcVSQwnpEcxl2b4cEMRJeV4iQxBpDZqWyAg/s320/sept11_ecp_FFGM_poster2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113044096828504610" /></a><br /><br />now they are off to find another grand marshall for another parade. i'm banking on <span style="font-weight:bold;">luke duke</span> to win (another black labbie). you can <a href="http://courierpress.upickem.net/wagnbrag/index.asp">vote</a> too if you want! <br /><br />-*w00f*Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-77943731848550495812007-09-18T09:52:00.000-05:002009-03-19T10:23:46.356-05:00no worries, mom came backi kissed her lots and lots. and then wouldn't let her out of my site. she was only gone a few days, but whew, felt like a lifetime!<br /><br />-*w00f*Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-19814105097614803632007-09-12T06:42:00.000-05:002009-03-19T10:23:46.377-05:00mom's gonemy mom left yesterday. i figured something was up cause she more bags with her than normal. but sometimes she does leave with a lot of stuff but comes back the same day.<br /><br />nope. gone. not back yet. i miss her.<br /><br />*whine*Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34417054.post-45552019194078958962007-09-11T06:40:00.000-05:002009-03-19T10:23:46.399-05:00the horses say it all....<embed src="http://www.liveleak.com/player.swf" width="450" height="370" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="autostart=false&token=966_1187636093" scale="showall" name="index"></embed><br /><br />*w00f*Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0