<?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-27401364</id><updated>2011-10-09T17:44:08.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Stinky Dogs</title><subtitle type='html'>Why shouldn't we join in the fun?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jaime</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfWxD8Fm3B4/SSJZK3RL_OI/AAAAAAAAAd0/1s1Oh8e2c8k/S220/PA130001.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27401364.post-2862742711506864456</id><published>2007-07-03T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T18:26:11.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day at the park!</title><content type='html'>Since I'm a dog of few words, here is our day in pictures (and short captions).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgEGjHSSTkg/Ror1yvpNSQI/AAAAAAAAABM/QACyZQG_cTw/s1600-h/0703070927a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgEGjHSSTkg/Ror1yvpNSQI/AAAAAAAAABM/QACyZQG_cTw/s200/0703070927a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083145381572593922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing "fetch" at our new park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgEGjHSSTkg/Ror07fpNSKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6Uga0SgHmWA/s1600-h/0703070930a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgEGjHSSTkg/Ror07fpNSKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6Uga0SgHmWA/s200/0703070930a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083144432384821410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and daddy playing my favorite new game: find the dark spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgEGjHSSTkg/Ror1DPpNSLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ApMvHn-oy4A/s1600-h/0703070935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgEGjHSSTkg/Ror1DPpNSLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ApMvHn-oy4A/s200/0703070935.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083144565528807602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm checking out some of the wildlife...but where's Bishop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgEGjHSSTkg/Ror1PPpNSMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/erKHOQgCvVw/s1600-h/0703070935a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgEGjHSSTkg/Ror1PPpNSMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/erKHOQgCvVw/s200/0703070935a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083144771687237826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bishop's new game must be called "piggy"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgEGjHSSTkg/Ror1W_pNSNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/wJfZZFSumqU/s1600-h/0703070935b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgEGjHSSTkg/Ror1W_pNSNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/wJfZZFSumqU/s200/0703070935b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083144904831224018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now he's completely covered...mommy can't believe it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgEGjHSSTkg/Ror1ePpNSOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BZ8Wjy5X2Vg/s1600-h/0703070938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgEGjHSSTkg/Ror1ePpNSOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BZ8Wjy5X2Vg/s200/0703070938.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083145029385275618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm afraid of what will happen to Bishop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgEGjHSSTkg/Ror1j_pNSPI/AAAAAAAAABE/JBUDKDqPI-g/s1600-h/0703070957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgEGjHSSTkg/Ror1j_pNSPI/AAAAAAAAABE/JBUDKDqPI-g/s200/0703070957.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083145128169523442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had to ride in the way back and get hosed off at Sears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27401364-2862742711506864456?l=twostinkydogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2862742711506864456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27401364&amp;postID=2862742711506864456' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/2862742711506864456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/2862742711506864456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/2007/07/day-at-park.html' title='A day at the park!'/><author><name>Hudson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971365260169810688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgEGjHSSTkg/Ror1yvpNSQI/AAAAAAAAABM/QACyZQG_cTw/s72-c/0703070927a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27401364.post-5520543568917239707</id><published>2007-06-14T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T14:50:38.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The bad place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nz3yinD6wIQ/RnG4BTuw_II/AAAAAAAAAAM/SnbMe6-j6J0/s1600-h/02-29-04+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nz3yinD6wIQ/RnG4BTuw_II/AAAAAAAAAAM/SnbMe6-j6J0/s320/02-29-04+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076040587639061634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Humph!  It was a busy day.  Mommy came home early and we went for a walk!  A very, very hot walk.  That baby Hudson had to take a couple breaks, ya know, laying down in the shade breaks.  I made it all the way!  But then, after mommy had lunch...we went to the bad place.  She tricked us 'cause we got to go in the car and that always means something good!  But at the bad place there are these ladies and they put this thing around my mouth so I can't even open it, and then they stick something in my butt, and then they stick me with a pokey thing!  It was not fun.  But then we got treats at home.  Time to take a nap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27401364-5520543568917239707?l=twostinkydogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5520543568917239707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27401364&amp;postID=5520543568917239707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/5520543568917239707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/5520543568917239707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/2007/06/bad-place.html' title='The bad place'/><author><name>Bishop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06998285229904197439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nz3yinD6wIQ/RnG4BTuw_II/AAAAAAAAAAM/SnbMe6-j6J0/s72-c/02-29-04+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27401364.post-6944355656870701030</id><published>2007-04-14T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T19:08:29.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Word to your mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urFBv0uCw0M/RiGI4K7RefI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NYpmzhtwZuc/s1600-h/DSC00784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urFBv0uCw0M/RiGI4K7RefI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NYpmzhtwZuc/s320/DSC00784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053470755473422834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you what my favorite place is other than camping...and the pool...and the big bed?  It's the dog park.  Me and Bishop get to ride in the blue truck and then pull mommy and daddy all the way to the entrance and then...oh boy...the leashes come off and we are FREE!  We get to run around everywhere and sniff tails and slobber and drink water and go for rolls and bark.  Sometimes I like to stick by mommy and daddy...it's not like I'm scared or anything...I just want to, you know, make sure they're okay.  Yeah...that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do you know what's not fair?  You know those small people, mommy and daddy call them kids, well those kids get to play wherever they want.  Me and Bishop only have one dog park we can play in.  There was this fat, mean looking kid stomping around with a big spike and I don't think he's allowed in our park.  I heard mommy saying she wished he would leave and I stayed away from him...Bishop even went up to him and told him to leave...and you know what?  He did!  Except he went to tease the little dogs next...oh well, they need to be teased a little bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27401364-6944355656870701030?l=twostinkydogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6944355656870701030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27401364&amp;postID=6944355656870701030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/6944355656870701030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/6944355656870701030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/2007/04/word-to-your-mother.html' title='Word to your mother'/><author><name>Hudson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urFBv0uCw0M/RiGI4K7RefI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NYpmzhtwZuc/s72-c/DSC00784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27401364.post-116578260001799694</id><published>2006-12-10T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T12:30:00.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7176/1285/1600/266307/010704%20068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7176/1285/320/431866/010704%20068.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wowie wow wow!  What a great day yesterday!  First Zac and Teresa came to visit us...I was so excited that I just kept saying "yeeaaahhh yeah yeeeowwesaaahh" when they came in the door.  Then, I couldn't believe it...the leashes came out and everyone was getting their shoes on and...oh my gosh...we went in the cars!  I got to go with Zac and Teresa in Mr. Y and I don't know what happened to Hudsy.  But we got to this park and he was there too!  Then, mommy and daddy just let us go and we could go all over the place.  And can you believe it??  There were other dogs there too!  We played and ran and sniffed and chased and barked and rolled and it was AWESOME!  Then it was time to go and mommy put some jingle bells on me and a red hat on Hudsy and made me look at the evil lightning machine...I don't know if I liked that very much, but the rest was so fun!  Today is a lazy day...lucky me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27401364-116578260001799694?l=twostinkydogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116578260001799694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27401364&amp;postID=116578260001799694' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/116578260001799694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/116578260001799694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/2006/12/friends.html' title='Friends!'/><author><name>Bishop</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4894/2885/1600/bishop%20face.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27401364.post-116432738389705805</id><published>2006-11-23T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T16:17:04.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much Turkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4860/2885/1600/641035/PB230050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4860/2885/320/301883/PB230050.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah - what an excellent idea...devote an entire day to eating turkey and sleeping on the couch. I was worried I wouldn't get any turkey 'cause they were eating it all!! But then me and Bishop each got our own plates and it was awesome. Now I'm really sleepy and people keep talking and laughing and playing guitars and stuff. Come on guys! Can't a fat dog get some sleep around here?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27401364-116432738389705805?l=twostinkydogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116432738389705805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27401364&amp;postID=116432738389705805' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/116432738389705805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/116432738389705805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/2006/11/too-much-turkey.html' title='Too much Turkey'/><author><name>Hudson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27401364.post-116095842377523240</id><published>2006-10-15T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T17:27:03.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4894/2885/1600/010704%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4894/2885/320/010704%20028.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Umm...guys...I don't know if you know this, but our house is like, empty.  No, seriously, the big bed is gone...the couch is gone...MY CHAIRS are gone!  Even my kitty Ripley is gone...and I'm a little worried that me and Hudsy might be next.  All I know is there is this huge Yellow (therefore scary) truck in my driveway and I am NOT going in there...I think that's where they put all the stuff they got rid of.  Check back soon...if I'm still around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27401364-116095842377523240?l=twostinkydogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116095842377523240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27401364&amp;postID=116095842377523240' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/116095842377523240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/116095842377523240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/2006/10/what.html' title='What the?'/><author><name>Bishop</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4894/2885/1600/bishop%20face.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27401364.post-115799465112327571</id><published>2006-09-11T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T10:10:51.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a new charm on my collar!</title><content type='html'>Daddy tricked me and Hudson today. He got the leashes out and told us we were going somewhere wonderful. When we got there, I didnt know where we were. I dont think Hudson knew either. The whole place smelled like a million billion dogs and cats and other animals too. They made us stand still on a little platform and then we went into a little room. Once we were in the little room I knew where we were. It was the place where the lady comes and sticks me with something sharp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited in the little room for a little while. There was a lot to smell so it wasnt too bad. Finally the lady came and I told her that she was not going to get me this time. Then my daddy told me to be quiet. Hudson didnt seem to mind her to much so I stopped growling. The lady said she wanted to see me 1st but daddy suggested that they look at Hudson 1st so we knew it was safe. I thought that was a good idea. Let that fatso be the guinea pig. Hudson didnt like that the lady got so close. Even though there was another lady holding him he still kept backing up and looking at me and daddy like they were going to do something bad. It was pretty exciting and I was a little nervous too. Finally they took him away. I was scarred when he left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bit later Hudson came back and was very happy. He ran up to daddy and gave him a big kiss. Then the lady took me away. We went into a different small room and the one lady held me and the other one gave me a little prick. It wasnt too bad. The best part was I got a treat. I didnt even have to go outside in the thunder to get it even. When I got back to daddy the lady said that I did an even better job than Hudson did. Thats probably because she loves me more than Hudson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went in the hallway and daddy had to write on some stuff. Me and Hudson were pretty antsy and kept tying daddy up with our leashes. I think he likes it when we do that. Thats why we do it every time were on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a rough day so I think Im going to spend the rest of the day sleeping on the couch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27401364-115799465112327571?l=twostinkydogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/feeds/115799465112327571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27401364&amp;postID=115799465112327571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/115799465112327571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/115799465112327571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-have-new-charm-on-my-collar.html' title='I have a new charm on my collar!'/><author><name>Bishop</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4894/2885/1600/bishop%20face.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27401364.post-115639133411938198</id><published>2006-08-23T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T20:48:54.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4860/2885/1600/P8230002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4860/2885/320/P8230002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay...so I know mommy works at a place called a mall. The store she works at has a line of clothing called "crewcuts" that is for kids ages 2-8. Well, I also know that mommy and daddy are broke (that means they don't have any money) so I thought I would help them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my new argyle "dogcuts" sweater! It's the next big thing in dog-wear. I just love the wide v-neck that fits over my fat and how soft and fuzzy it feels. Mom can sell this idea to her work for about a million dollars I think. Oh boy!! We're gonna be so rich...I'm gonna have my own pool, complete with a floating big bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27401364-115639133411938198?l=twostinkydogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/feeds/115639133411938198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27401364&amp;postID=115639133411938198' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/115639133411938198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/115639133411938198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/2006/08/introducing.html' title='Introducing...'/><author><name>Hudson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27401364.post-115541695679464295</id><published>2006-08-12T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T14:09:16.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hot dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7176/1285/1600/P7260023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7176/1285/320/P7260023.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awww...when is this hot weather gonna end?? I don't think I can take much more. I'm a big fat dog and it's hard for me to breathe when the air feels like water...I'm no fish!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and daddy are gone a lot lately...me and Bishop usually play games when they're gone. Sometimes we let Ripley play too, but we mostly end up chasing her under the bed. My favorite thing to do is go for a good roll. Sometimes it's so good, I think there's something gettin' me and I start grunting and growling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder when that cold, wet, white stuff is gonna come around again?  Or even when all the leaves and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sticks&lt;/span&gt; are gonna fall again...I can't wait for that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27401364-115541695679464295?l=twostinkydogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/feeds/115541695679464295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27401364&amp;postID=115541695679464295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/115541695679464295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/115541695679464295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/2006/08/hot-dog.html' title='hot dog'/><author><name>Hudson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27401364.post-115250286482422350</id><published>2006-07-09T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T20:41:04.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4894/2885/1600/02-29-04%20049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4894/2885/320/02-29-04%20049.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hate this holiday mom and dad call 4th of July.  My whole week has been just awful.  It all started last weekend with the loud noises and bangs.  Then on Tuesday, the worst day of all, I had to sit and watch with Hudsy while everyone had a nice bbq...even the little dogs and small people got to have bbq.  Humph...not fair.  Then at night aunt whitey and uncle ugly came over but they left so soon and I had to cower in the bathroom there were so many bangs and whistles and booms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the worst was over and it was safe to pee again...but tonight there were those funny flashes and big booms called thunder.  Mommy made me stay outside for a long time and just kept saying "potty-B, potty potty potty".  She's crazy!  Let's see her potty in a thunderstorm.  I just laid down and said "I'm not moving till you open that door!"  What a scary week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27401364-115250286482422350?l=twostinkydogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/feeds/115250286482422350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27401364&amp;postID=115250286482422350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/115250286482422350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/115250286482422350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/2006/07/fear-this.html' title='Fear this...'/><author><name>Bishop</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4894/2885/1600/bishop%20face.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27401364.post-114852786896149189</id><published>2006-05-24T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T20:31:08.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4860/2885/1600/PC240030.12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4860/2885/400/PC240030.jpg" alt="" 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/27401364-114852786896149189?l=twostinkydogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/feeds/114852786896149189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27401364&amp;postID=114852786896149189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/114852786896149189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/114852786896149189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-me.html' title='Just me...'/><author><name>Hudson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27401364.post-114731670932801661</id><published>2006-05-10T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T20:11:26.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Treats</title><content type='html'>Oh boy oh boy oh boy! Mommy came home this afternoon, made the house smell all sorts of good food and then left again. Me and bishop, we tried our hardest to find where she hid that food but we just couldn't. Then later mommy and daddy ate that good food, but when left for a few minutes me and bishop got into our secret treasure box that they hide behind our food. They were not happy when they got home but it was worth it! Now it's raining and it's time to sneak on the big bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27401364-114731670932801661?l=twostinkydogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/feeds/114731670932801661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27401364&amp;postID=114731670932801661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/114731670932801661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/114731670932801661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/2006/05/treats.html' title='Treats'/><author><name>Hudson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27401364.post-114694702907153513</id><published>2006-05-06T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T13:26:38.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much excitement!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4894/2885/1600/DSC00780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4894/2885/200/DSC00780.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday was just another boring, lazy day...until the end!!  Mom and dad were gone for a long time at night, but then they came back and brought uncle dan, lagoat, and cat lady  with them!  Me and hudsy were so happy to see people we said hello to everyone.  Lagoat usually upsets me, but he didn't bite me, so I didn't bite him!  We were best friends on the couch for a while.  All the people played that beeping and yelling game, but I didn't mind cause me and hudsy sat right next to dad the whole time!  I think it was the best night ever...at least this week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27401364-114694702907153513?l=twostinkydogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/feeds/114694702907153513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27401364&amp;postID=114694702907153513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/114694702907153513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/114694702907153513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/2006/05/too-much-excitement.html' title='Too much excitement!'/><author><name>Bishop</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4894/2885/1600/bishop%20face.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27401364.post-114664058013539693</id><published>2006-05-03T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T00:16:20.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy</title><content type='html'>Mommy...why did you come home so late?? You woke me up and made me bark because I thought an evil person was opening our garage!  Then I went outside in that pea-soup fog and there were no evil people...now I'm awake and I really need to get my 20 hours in...don't ever do that again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27401364-114664058013539693?l=twostinkydogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/feeds/114664058013539693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27401364&amp;postID=114664058013539693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/114664058013539693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/114664058013539693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/2006/05/sleepy.html' title='sleepy'/><author><name>Bishop</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4894/2885/1600/bishop%20face.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27401364.post-114659047428215458</id><published>2006-05-02T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T10:21:14.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Day</title><content type='html'>Yawn...I love rainy days. I get to spend most of my time in the big bed. Daddy went to work early but I stayed in bed with mommy and Bishop. After she got up she came back later to give me a belly rub. Bishop acted like he wanted one too, which is odd because he doesn't like belly rubs. Bishop and I went outside later and played in the puddles. Only for a little while because Bishop doesn't like the rain. Then mommy left but she shut the door to the big bed!! We were not happy so we looked for some trash or yummy sink spoons but we couldn't find any. It was for the best though because mommy came back soon and she would not have been happy! Plus she opened the big bed door anyway and I hopped back up there. I barely had the energy to whine for her lunch, let alone make a post. I'm going back to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27401364-114659047428215458?l=twostinkydogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/feeds/114659047428215458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27401364&amp;postID=114659047428215458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/114659047428215458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/114659047428215458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/2006/05/rainy-day.html' title='Rainy Day'/><author><name>Hudson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27401364.post-114654746171356821</id><published>2006-05-01T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T22:45:31.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4894/2885/1600/bishop%20face.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4894/2885/200/bishop%20face.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was pretty eventful. Mom and dad ate something delicious this morning...I wish I could've had some of that. I resorted to eating my own food and then layed around for a while. The owners left and Hudson and I played tag. I won because I'm faster. When they got home I took a nap with mom for a while until uncle dan, some strange and therefore evil girl, and aunt jenna came over. I told this evil girl to leave over and over but she just wouldn't! Then she was nice to Hudson so I figured she was okay and we became best friends. It didn't hurt that she came back with pizza later. There was a lot of yelling and beeping going on as I was trying to take my evening nap. Then everyone left and dad went to bed. I'm just chillin' out down here with mom, thinking about calling it a day. More later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27401364-114654746171356821?l=twostinkydogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/feeds/114654746171356821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27401364&amp;postID=114654746171356821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/114654746171356821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/114654746171356821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-friend.html' title='New Friend'/><author><name>Bishop</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4894/2885/1600/bishop%20face.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27401364.post-114654659819821869</id><published>2006-05-01T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T22:09:58.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning of something stupid!</title><content type='html'>Yes, here it is...I've created a blog for our two stinky dogs.  Whitey had this great idea tonight when she looked at Bishop and said, "Bishop, you need a blog."  From that moment on, a plan was hatching.  Don't worry, they'll post lots of pictures and have wonderful stories to tell.  Check back periodically because they're dogs...they just don't have the time to post daily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27401364-114654659819821869?l=twostinkydogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/feeds/114654659819821869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27401364&amp;postID=114654659819821869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/114654659819821869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27401364/posts/default/114654659819821869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twostinkydogs.blogspot.com/2006/05/beginning-of-something-stupid.html' title='The beginning of something stupid!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfWxD8Fm3B4/SSJZK3RL_OI/AAAAAAAAAd0/1s1Oh8e2c8k/S220/PA130001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
