<?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-35229587</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:02:09.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelsey and Smokey</title><subtitle type='html'>This is a blog all about me,(Kelsey) and Smokey (my brother) and the humes that we own (Tim, Cody, and Chauncey).  I came up with the idea after my foster mommy (Janice) told me about it.  Please check back every so often and see what mischief we've been up to (and believe me, there's plenty of it).  Thanks!  Kelsey and Smokey</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-1393581135402650416</id><published>2009-11-21T19:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T19:44:38.951-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hurooooo everypup!  I hope that this post finds you all happy and healthy.  I went to the doctors for my first check up and Dr. Teter said that I don't have any new lumps and that my incision looks great.  She had a tech come in and shave my behind a little so that I am cleaner after I poo.  I know, tmi, but what's a tail less sibe to do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dr. Teter also gave mommy some giant food called T/D that will fit in my kong so I can play with it some more.  I love that thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I will work on being better about posting.  Mommy has two jobs and is looking for a third one that will boost her client base at the second job and is also wanting to go back to school on top of it all so I don't get to use the computer as much as I would like.  Hope she still has time for me, but I know she will.  She loves me very much (she sat on the floor with me the whole time we were at the vet, and not all mommies do that).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I hope you all have a great Thanksgiving.  Please let me know what you're thankful for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for my mommy, daddy, my human boy, my brother Smokey, and for the cancer being gone.  It's going to be a great howliday season and I'm happy to have all of you in my life too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hugs and Drool,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-1393581135402650416?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/1393581135402650416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=1393581135402650416&amp;isPopup=true' title='52 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/1393581135402650416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/1393581135402650416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/11/latest-update.html' title='Latest Update.'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>52</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-5446157822755902331</id><published>2009-09-12T22:45:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T23:45:21.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tummy scritches</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hurooooo everypup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have much to tell you tonight. Please visit &lt;a href="http://www.caninecancerawareness.org/"&gt;http://www.caninecancerawareness.org/&lt;/a&gt; to see my story. Any purchase you make creates funds that are donated to canine cancer research. My picture is added now as a face of courage! How awesome?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mom had to have an MRI recently for headaches and said she was scared of being in the MRI tube. She said that she thought of me and my scary experience with cancer and being in a new place and having surgery and that my strength and courage got her through it. We all have that inner strength, we just have to find the source and draw from it. For her, it was me. I'm fortunate to have a mommy who truly cares so deeply for me. I love her too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My foster mommy, Jan, gave my mom a bracelet that describes what cancer cannot do. Here is a picture and the thoughtful words that it says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380807281514044194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Sqx3trt62yI/AAAAAAAAAPo/7pi9LVyl90s/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;It says that cancer cannot: corrode faith - shatter hope - destory peace - silence courage- invade the soul - steal life - conquer the spirit - cripple love - kill friendship - suppress memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's all true. Whether you're a canine or a human, cancer cannot steal these things from you. Maybe in the short term, but not forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last, but not least, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we all know, us sibes love having our tummies scritched. I am no exception to that rule. I tend to roll over long enough to get the scritches and then am non my way so mom can't get any pictures of it. HOWEVER, she was sneaky and got me when daddy was scritching my tummy and I was in such a trance because it felt so good that I couldn't get up and run. She snapped and snapped pictures. Here is the evidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380794487330016546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SqxsE9qvjSI/AAAAAAAAAO4/xAylGXrVj3U/s400/tummy+scritches+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380794531049871346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SqxsHgiXl_I/AAAAAAAAAPY/-wyP2drlhsE/s400/tummy+scritches+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380794524962716322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SqxsHJ3E-qI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/5YwyOIv2UCE/s400/tummy+scritches+004.JPG" border="0" /&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;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380794509822835250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SqxsGRdcujI/AAAAAAAAAPI/rjMMAlR0mC8/s400/tummy+scritches+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380794502754747202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SqxsF3ISQ0I/AAAAAAAAAPA/ovaap-9b6YE/s400/tummy+scritches+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I must say that it felt really good, although I am not sure about having this pose for all to see. I don't really mind though because my daddy gives me the bestest tummy scritches in the world and I love him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope you all get many scritches this weekend! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;By the way, I'm working on a contest where someone will choose the best fitting new tail for me. Watch for the rules, guidelines, and how to win a bag of Happy Hearts and a special autographed picture of me. It will be a lot of fun and I hope you all participate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hugs and drool,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-5446157822755902331?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/5446157822755902331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=5446157822755902331&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/5446157822755902331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/5446157822755902331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/09/tummy-scritches.html' title='Tummy scritches'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Sqx3trt62yI/AAAAAAAAAPo/7pi9LVyl90s/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-3133097904893756749</id><published>2009-09-05T13:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T14:24:05.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelsey video</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Look at me! I feel great!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e880aeba38a80180" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De880aeba38a80180%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331752939%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D793F7EF3398A96D72D4F58432A6A7DE48620F2.6F7B1BBCB314BD6A8CCF4C2DF2084F7B42F8657E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De880aeba38a80180%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DweK9GELrB-J4IHsXwbjmO3bZeHA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De880aeba38a80180%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331752939%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D793F7EF3398A96D72D4F58432A6A7DE48620F2.6F7B1BBCB314BD6A8CCF4C2DF2084F7B42F8657E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De880aeba38a80180%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DweK9GELrB-J4IHsXwbjmO3bZeHA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hugs and drool, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kel - Still lookin good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-3133097904893756749?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e880aeba38a80180&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/3133097904893756749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=3133097904893756749&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/3133097904893756749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/3133097904893756749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/09/kelsey-video.html' title='Kelsey video'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-4641876463830042665</id><published>2009-08-30T18:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T18:53:43.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I feeeeeeeeel good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am feeling so good lately.  I've been really playful and have been pestering Smokey to play with me.  He's not diggin it either.  I think he's getting old and cranky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I got to see my friend Denise.  She came over to visit mom and dad and she fawned all over me.  She says I look cute and she gave me a kiss on my forehead.  She is a husky mom too, but Bandit and I don't really get along so well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow mom and dad go back to work and Chauncey goes back to school, so I'm gonna try to get Smokey to play.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mom had a mygrane today so she was in bed a lot.  I went upstairs and crawled in bed with her to keep her company.  We snuggled a lot and I licked her salty tears because her head was hurting so much that she was crying.  I know how it feels to feel icky, so I was happy to be there for her and she told me I was a sweet baby boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else new here, just growing furs and healing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Talk to you all soon and I hope you have a great week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and drool,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kelsey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-4641876463830042665?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/4641876463830042665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=4641876463830042665&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/4641876463830042665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/4641876463830042665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-feeeeeeeeel-good.html' title='I feeeeeeeeel good!'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-3821261788855000727</id><published>2009-08-25T20:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T20:48:30.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Junk in the trunk?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, furs growing back and mom says I got a little junk in my trunk. She does know I'm not a car, right?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are some of my new handsome poses. Mom says I look like a cute little polar bear without my furry tail. What do you think?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SpSTNEf_ctI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Mf-li75FItI/s1600-h/kelsey+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374082108115350226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SpSTNEf_ctI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Mf-li75FItI/s320/kelsey+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SpSTPcxNa6I/AAAAAAAAAOg/vrrM7hkHGyQ/s1600-h/kelsey+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374082148989758370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SpSTPcxNa6I/AAAAAAAAAOg/vrrM7hkHGyQ/s320/kelsey+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SpSTO5Zv4JI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1tQkHqRAKls/s1600-h/kelsey+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374082139496112274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SpSTO5Zv4JI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1tQkHqRAKls/s320/kelsey+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SpST9QDLevI/AAAAAAAAAOw/pZ5uUCZvxz4/s1600-h/kelsey+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374082935849450226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SpST9QDLevI/AAAAAAAAAOw/pZ5uUCZvxz4/s320/kelsey+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SpST8_AJbSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/VA1hPd793to/s1600-h/kelsey+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374082931273329954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SpST8_AJbSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/VA1hPd793to/s320/kelsey+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SpSTN6la5LI/AAAAAAAAAOI/hvHtAhyniFA/s1600-h/kelsey+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374082122633634994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SpSTN6la5LI/AAAAAAAAAOI/hvHtAhyniFA/s320/kelsey+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SpSTOW6PNnI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/yBsIKbi09vM/s1600-h/kelsey+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374082130237142642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SpSTOW6PNnI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/yBsIKbi09vM/s320/kelsey+019.JPG" 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/35229587-3821261788855000727?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/3821261788855000727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=3821261788855000727&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/3821261788855000727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/3821261788855000727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/08/junk-in-trunk.html' title='Junk in the trunk?'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SpSTNEf_ctI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Mf-li75FItI/s72-c/kelsey+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-6313330579313535393</id><published>2009-08-21T17:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T18:04:52.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Been drained...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mommy hasn't let me use the computer this week because she said she's been "drained". I think all the stress caught up to her and she's been very sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today she had to go get a shot for her allergies. Now she's really sleepy and said her right butt hurts. I know what that is like, so I'm being extra good for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holly's mommy and daddy had to drive to Sioux City for her daddy's mom's surgery. I know that sounded confusing, it's Jan's mother in law. Anyway, things didn't go very well this last Wednesday when they did the first surgery, so they have been driving up there a lot to check in on her. Please cross your paws and send sibe vibes to them (I hope those work for humans).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, mommy says she'll be getting some pictures of me up soon, so be ready cuz I'm feeling pretty photogenic. This not having a tail is kinda cool. I'm streamlined, I don't knock things over with it anymore, and mom and dad treat me extra special. I think I'm gonna milk it for awhile longer. I love this extra attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all have a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and drool,&lt;br /&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-6313330579313535393?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/6313330579313535393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=6313330579313535393&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/6313330579313535393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/6313330579313535393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/08/been-drained.html' title='Been drained...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-1100989055897113606</id><published>2009-08-15T17:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T17:29:54.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S GONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Just got the call from Dr. Siva at Colorado State and he told me that he got 7mm clean edges. The cancer is GONE!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be going in this Wednesday for the stitches to come out and to get a check up and then we go every three months for check ups and every six months for a chest x-ray and after two years of that, we can hopefully still be tumor and cancer free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Siva is an angel and he saved my sweet Kelsey from that awful disease. I can't tell you how good it feels to finally be able to take a breath again! It's been a long two months (worst two of my life).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we're healthy and Kelsey is a true cancer survivor. I'm very proud of him and I draw strength from how strong he is. He's been through a lot and he's still got the fight to survive in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all again. We'll deal with not having a tail as long as we still have him in our lives and can love him. I won't ever take another day for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love to you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody and Kelsey and the rest of the gang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-1100989055897113606?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/1100989055897113606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=1100989055897113606&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/1100989055897113606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/1100989055897113606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-gone.html' title='IT&apos;S GONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-425687440766577761</id><published>2009-08-15T10:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T10:52:30.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Huroo everypup!  Kelsey here, feeling better each day.  Mommy finally let me use the computer since I'm feeling better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, did you notice that something is missing from behind me?  I can't find it! I also feel a breeze back there.  Wait, my fluff is missing!!!!  The pain meds are gone and I'm back in the right frame of mind (whatever that means).  I thought I was hawoooocinating before when I looked back there, but even without the pain stuffs, I see the same naked back end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyroo, I am gonna go take a nap and wanted to say hi and let you all know I'm doing pretty good.  Mom hasn't cried for a couple of days, so that's a good thing.  I even spent some time outside on Thursday with her and dad while they swam.  They haven't let me get back in my pool yet though.  Mom says something about stitches so I guess I'll be patient and go in there next week if they get it out for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope you are all doing grrreat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hugs and drool,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kel (seriously, if you see my fluffy tail can you send it back to me?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-425687440766577761?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/425687440766577761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=425687440766577761&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/425687440766577761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/425687440766577761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/08/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-1691168343388872241</id><published>2009-08-14T20:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T20:23:47.545-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still no news...</title><content type='html'>Still don't know about the end result of the surgery.  They are testing the tail and tissues for a clean margin, but still don't have results.  Argh, another weekend of waiting and wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey is doing very well and came to the back of the yard last night while Tim and I swam in our pool.  He laid down in the shade and seemed quite content.  He has been sleeping a little less and we are officially out of pain medicine (was supposed to last 5 days, but I spread it out a little further and made it last 7).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His incision looks really good (if that's possible) and we go to see the vet next Wednesday to get the stitches removed and for a short exam.  Hopefully all will be well.  He's itching a lot, but doesn't seem to be too bothered by it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a trooper.  He is just such a sweet boy and I'm glad that he's still here with me.  I don't want to be selfish and I know that eventually he will make the trip to the bridge, I just am hoping for good results and many more years before he goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that he actually looks quite cute without the tail.  Who needs all that extra fluff anyway.  He's just got a little more character now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get some new pictures of his shaved fanny soon, so you can see how he is healing.  I will take some after the stitches come out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody (and Kel, bright eyed and no tailed)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-1691168343388872241?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/1691168343388872241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=1691168343388872241&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/1691168343388872241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/1691168343388872241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/08/still-no-news.html' title='Still no news...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-8818558597768202781</id><published>2009-08-12T13:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T13:27:39.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SoMJVBL51-I/AAAAAAAAAN4/XAV8wzr1Pcc/s1600-h/228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369145437456029666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SoMJVBL51-I/AAAAAAAAAN4/XAV8wzr1Pcc/s320/228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-8818558597768202781?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/8818558597768202781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=8818558597768202781&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/8818558597768202781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/8818558597768202781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/08/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SoMJVBL51-I/AAAAAAAAAN4/XAV8wzr1Pcc/s72-c/228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-4425858173203630528</id><published>2009-08-11T18:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T18:43:48.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still crying a lot...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;What in the world is wrong with me?!  Last night Kelsey wouldn't let me near him and wouldn't eat.  I cried my eyes out!  My poor husband must think I've totally lost it.  I know Kel just had surgery, is on pain meds, and is sliced from cheek to cheek, I should know I'm not at the top of his priority list right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I pulled off the fentanyl patch (that was a real treat!) and Kelsey nipped at me and then I felt bad about that and cried.  Sheesh, did the wind change direction?  I feel another tear coming on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am not sure if my nervous breakdown is in full swing or what the deal is.  Maybe it's that I am just still angry about the cancer.  I don't know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, he's doing a lot better.  He's more alert and he's eating better (of course, I did make him steamed ground turkey meatballs with egg whites and parsley in them and he also had some steamed broccoli).  He's up moving around a bit more and the incision still looks good.  I'm the one who's not doing well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that you all take a moment and really rub your pets down to see if you feel any abnormal growths.  If you do this regularly, you'll know your pet's body and will notice any changes right away so that you can get treatment before it's too late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought we'd have to go through all of this.  We never think it'll be us or our beloved furball.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Smokey Bear even had a tumor just under his tail above his rectum removed about 6 or 7 months ago.  His was small, but I would NEVER have thought to look there for a lump.  Turned out that it was benign, but you just never know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, STOP reading this and really feel your pet. Neck, inside of legs, tail, just below his/her ears...anywhere.  Don't just pet them, really use your finger tips and see if you feel any masses.  Some are just lipomas and aren't anything to worry about, but unfortunately, some are bad and need to be checked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my heart to yours,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cody&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-4425858173203630528?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/4425858173203630528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=4425858173203630528&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/4425858173203630528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/4425858173203630528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/08/still-crying-lot.html' title='Still crying a lot...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-605896549850264891</id><published>2009-08-10T18:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T18:56:05.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Metamucil you say?</title><content type='html'>Kelsey seems to be a little on the constipated side.  Just talked to Dr. Siva (the angel that was sent to us with surgical hands wrapped in wings) and he said to add a little Metamucil to Kelsey's diet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he's been resting a lot today.  Our sixteen year old son is still home on summer break, so he was able to watch Kelsey all day.  He slept most of the day from what Chauncey told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we're just healing and waiting for results.  I am not good with waiting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-605896549850264891?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/605896549850264891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=605896549850264891&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/605896549850264891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/605896549850264891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/08/metamucil-you-say.html' title='Metamucil you say?'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-2442085435767559940</id><published>2009-08-09T19:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T19:45:10.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kelsey slept most of the night, only getting up once to get comfortable.  Today has been rainy and stormy,  a perfect day for resting and healing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier, I got down on the floor beside his bed where he was resting and just stared at him.  I pray that the entire tumor and that the awful cancer is gone.  I just can't stand the thought of having to take him back to Colorado and having to leave him there for radiation.  I think that would probably be so hard on both of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading a book that the Colorado hospital gave me called "What Now?".  It was in my oncology packet.  It has some really great information in it about how to deal with a pet that has cancer and what kind of emotions the owner might feel.  I thought I was just an emotional mess because I'm an emotional mess, but turns out I was and am feeling the things that everyone feels when their beloved pet has cancer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typing this blog has been a great release for me.  I know that here I can type out all of my fears and can really just pour my heart out and everyone reading will understand how I feel because you all love your pets as much as I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read somewhere that one in ten pets will be diagnosed with cancer.  I had no idea that the numbers were that high.  I had no idea that we would be the one in ten. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will close by telling you all that Kelsey had a great day and he was actually a bit playful earlier.  I have had a hard time with getting him to eat and bought some organic turkey, sweet potato, and pea moist food for him and literally had to feed him out of my fingers (it was the only way to get his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; in him and with all he's been through, I didn't want to shove them down his throat).  He's going to the bathroom on his own, which was one of the concerns. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we're going to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.  I hope so anyway.  I will go to bed and say my prayers for his health to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; and for us to have many more years together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all,&lt;br /&gt;Cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-2442085435767559940?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/2442085435767559940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=2442085435767559940&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2442085435767559940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2442085435767559940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/08/kelsey-slept-most-of-night-only-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-3320776997402241319</id><published>2009-08-08T23:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T23:46:08.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, we're home! Kelsey slept almost all of the 8 hour drive. He got out and went potty once for us but other than that, he slept (which is what he needed to be doing).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;The surgeon's report says that "The mass grossly appeared to be completely excised." So, we're hoping that in four days or so we'll find out there were clean margins so we don't have to go back out to Colorado for radiation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's sleeping like an angel on his puppy bed and I'm just so thankful that he's here. I want to share a few pictures with you. One of them is of Dr. Ramesh Sivacolundhu (Dr. Siva is what he's called at the hospital). He was so kind and let me ask a million questions and spent almost 2 hours with us for a consultation. I couldn't have asked for a better surgeon to be taking care of my sweet boy. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Sn5TJgK_CnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/XmVRAz6Lxqg/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367819228592147058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Sn5TJgK_CnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/XmVRAz6Lxqg/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;There are a couple of pictures of Kelsey, sans tail. Looks bad now, but I know that it will heal and he's just more special to me. He fought the fight with me and I'm so happy to have him here. However, I guess I can't say he's "bright eyed and bushy tailed" anymore. HA&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Sn5TlDHRAeI/AAAAAAAAANg/JURlTfFArdQ/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367819701828256226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Sn5TlDHRAeI/AAAAAAAAANg/JURlTfFArdQ/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Sn5TkvwVI7I/AAAAAAAAANY/WTlVcZqOnwA/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367819696631784370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Sn5TkvwVI7I/AAAAAAAAANY/WTlVcZqOnwA/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;One of the pictures is of my new tattoo. I hope you can all see the blue in the lettering. It was chosen by Holly's mom because Kelsey's eyes are such a beautiful blue. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Sn5UCFnelgI/AAAAAAAAANo/FvWnZr8gZE4/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367820200716441090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Sn5UCFnelgI/AAAAAAAAANo/FvWnZr8gZE4/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;My favorite picture is of Kelsey and I together. I got on the bed beside him in the hotel Friday morning before the consult. Right when I went to snap the picture, he licked my face (I LOVE HIS KISSES!). Anyway, it's a picture that I will hold near and dear for the rest of my days. He really is my sweet angel and I love him so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Sn5UCiLtDUI/AAAAAAAAANw/NcONb_OIAvM/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367820208384576834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Sn5UCiLtDUI/AAAAAAAAANw/NcONb_OIAvM/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you all again for all of the kind words and prayers. We just have to get past this last test of the tissue and then we can finally breathe again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;My best to all of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-3320776997402241319?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/3320776997402241319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=3320776997402241319&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/3320776997402241319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/3320776997402241319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/08/were-home.html' title='We&apos;re home!'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Sn5TJgK_CnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/XmVRAz6Lxqg/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-31908816765558366</id><published>2009-08-07T23:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T23:32:01.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More information</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dinner was delicious, we had Thai.  Before that though, I got a new tattoo.  When my husband and I were having problems in our marriage, we got matching tattoos as a sign of our "rekindling" our relationship.  When our son got a concussion, I got a tattoo of his name and a heart.  Now, with my sweet Kelsey being sick, I got a tattoo of his name and a pawprint on my right ankle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now for the important stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surgery went really well.  We went in today at 10:30 for a consult and by 2:00, we were in surgery!  The dr called us and said that it went really well and that he was in recovery with the anesthesiologist waking up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tail is gone, but he is still here to be with us.  That's all I asked for, him to be here and still have a good quality of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten some really great pictures, so as soon as we're home, I'll get them uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't thank you all enough for the support.  It's been an emotional time, but I'm pulling through it with the help of all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog more as more becomes available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs to all of you!&lt;br /&gt;Cody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-31908816765558366?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/31908816765558366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=31908816765558366&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/31908816765558366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/31908816765558366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-information.html' title='More information'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-6042071794857377075</id><published>2009-08-07T19:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T19:10:41.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tail B Gone</title><content type='html'>Met with the surgeon earlier (at 10:30) and by 2:00 Kelsey was in anesthesia and surgery.  Who knew they were such movers and shakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surgeon said Kel did really well during the surgery and he is still waking up.  The tail is completely gone, not even a nub.  BUT, I for one will just continue to love him more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're off to dinner right now and I will post more as soon as we return.  But for now, it's great news and hopefully will be a full recovery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-6042071794857377075?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/6042071794857377075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=6042071794857377075&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/6042071794857377075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/6042071794857377075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/08/tail-b-gone.html' title='Tail B Gone'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-7378084678151947322</id><published>2009-08-06T22:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T23:02:10.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Safe in Colorado</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We made it to Colwoorado safely!  It was a long drive and I'm exhausted.  Mommy and mommy had to get a new hotel room because the air was broken in our old one and it was so hot in there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't sleep much today (for only about an hour in the car) and now I'm all stretched out on mommy's bed and getting ready for my big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained a lot on our way out here, for about an hour, and it was pouring.  Mommy was nice enough to get out and walk with me for about 15 minutes in the rain and lightening.  I made a #2 and she was so happy that we were done.  I know, TMI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm off to have sweet puppy dreams and hope for good news tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs to all of woo and thank you so much for the kind words.  Special note to Summies mummy, thank you for wearing your bracelet in my honor.  I told mommy about it and it made her cry.  I'm glad you are all here for her and for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and drool,&lt;br /&gt;Kel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-7378084678151947322?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/7378084678151947322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=7378084678151947322&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/7378084678151947322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/7378084678151947322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/08/safe-in-colorado.html' title='Safe in Colorado'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-8361633000815578924</id><published>2009-08-05T17:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T18:01:28.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is the BIG day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomorrow I leave with my mommy and my other mommy.  If that sounds confusing, here's the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;One day long ago I was running loose on the streets in Missouri.  I was hungry, thin, scared of people, and alone.  I was picked up by a person from the animal shelter and got fed, but I was still scared and the cage was not exactly warm and fuzzy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;After what seemed like forever, a nice woman named Janice came to visit me.  She told the man she wanted to adopt me and take me home.  He told her that I wasn't neutered, so she'd have to come back.  She drove ALL the way back to Omaha, and then returned a few days later.  She put me in the car and I was terrified.  I didn't understand what was going on.  This woman, with the soft voice wanted to pet me.  Whoa, why would anyone do that?  I couldn't get used to this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kindess&lt;/span&gt;.  She got me to her home and literally had to hold me down so that she could give me this petting and love (things I was not aware existed).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;After nearly a year, she met my new mommy, Cody.  She let me go spend the night at Cody's house and I got to play with Smokey, Chauncey, and Tim.  I was a little nervous.  I'd come to know the love that Janice (my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;firstest&lt;/span&gt; mommy) had shown me, but was a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;leary&lt;/span&gt; of strangers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mommy Janice came back to see me and told my new mommy that I could live here with her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;furever&lt;/span&gt;.  My mommy Janice cried and cried as she left and I wanted to go with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here it is almost 7 years later, and I still have two mommies!  Who would have ever thought that I would be lucky enough to have two mommies to love me and care for me and cry for me and fuss over me?!  I'm just a dog from the streets.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;So, tomorrow, my mommy and my other mommy will take me to Colorado.  I know they are both hopeful for me to become healthy and beat this stupid cancer.  I'm ready to be rid of it too.  You saw the pictures, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tushy&lt;/span&gt; is all naked!  How &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;embarassing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now, I'm going to be stuck with both of them pawing all over me!  I guess there are worse things in life though.  I could be out on the streets still, or worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you know how it all goes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hugs and drool,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-8361633000815578924?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/8361633000815578924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=8361633000815578924&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/8361633000815578924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/8361633000815578924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/08/tomorrow-is-big-day.html' title='Tomorrow is the BIG day'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-4973638895932240898</id><published>2009-08-04T18:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T07:26:29.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest in Peace Abbot</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;It is with a heavy heart that I am posting that mommy's friend Jonene lost her sweet Abbot to cancer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Jonene have been talking a lot recently and turns out they go to the same doctors office that we go to. Apparently Abbot has been battling this illness for some time and while he wasn't a blogger, he was a fellow fur friend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Abbot I say, there is no more pain. You are free from cancer. No more needles and you are free. Play with all the other kitties and puppies at the bridge and someday, when the time is right, your humes will cross the bridge with you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jonene, Ron, and the kids I say, I'm terribly sorry for your loss. We don't even think about how hard the end will be until it gets here. We live for the moment and the kisses and snuggles. You are truly better people for the love that you gave Abbot while he was here and he will be waiting for you at this side of the bridge.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of our thoughts and prayers,&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey, Smokey, and Cody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-4973638895932240898?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/4973638895932240898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=4973638895932240898&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/4973638895932240898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/4973638895932240898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/08/rest-in-peace-abbot.html' title='Rest in Peace Abbot'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-6147513763596368007</id><published>2009-08-04T17:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T18:04:27.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Puzzler for you</title><content type='html'>What do you get when you cross a white siberian husky and a silver Mazda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, me going to Colorado four days early!!!  The doctor called my mommy today and said they can get us in on Friday instead of Monday.  That means we'll be in the car (silver Mazda) on our way to there on Thursday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure why mom cries about stuff like this and she's keeping a book that she has named Kelsey's Cancer Book.  I think that because she can't control the cancer, she's got this book as something she can control.  If it were my book, I'd spend less time writin in it and more time slobbering on the pages and making the paper tear.  It's a fun sound that paper makes (ask Khady about it, she's into that too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, wish us luck and a safe drive.  My other mommy, Janice, is bringing her laptop, so if we have a wi-fi connection (whatever that is), hopefully I'll get to blog with any news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, mommy said I passed all my tests and that they were all normal.  Whew, sure glad I studied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all having a great week and I'll be on the lookout for snow as we get closer to Colorado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and drool,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-6147513763596368007?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/6147513763596368007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=6147513763596368007&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/6147513763596368007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/6147513763596368007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/08/puzzler-for-you.html' title='Puzzler for you'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-399439303624852122</id><published>2009-08-03T17:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T18:00:27.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No more stitches for now...</title><content type='html'>I got the hot pink stitches taken out today when we went in for my tests. I studied really hard (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, I hid my nose in the middle of the book and pretended, but what mommy doesn't know won't hurt me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rode in the car and got to see and smell some new things. I hope I have lots more days of that. I really like going in the car. Today, mommy turned around and said "hey baby schnooks, are we going bye bye again" (baby schnooks?) anyway, I pressed my cold and wet nose on her lips and gave her a great big kiss! She started laughing and my boy (the human boy, Chauncey) he was laughing too. One big wet kiss from me and she loses herself in laughter and giggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Osterholm&lt;/span&gt; went out and talked to mommy and my boy while I was in the back getting them pink stitches out. I could tell that mommy had been crying again. She's really worried about me and about making the right choices. She said that Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Osterholm&lt;/span&gt; helped make her feel better. Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;O's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Shepherd&lt;/span&gt; had cancer too and she took her to Colorado, so she knows what we're all going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now, mom's cooking something that smells really good, so I'm gonna go lay at her feet and maybe she'll drop something yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta ta for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-399439303624852122?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/399439303624852122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=399439303624852122&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/399439303624852122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/399439303624852122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-more-stitches-for-now.html' title='No more stitches for now...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-8834604202058883830</id><published>2009-08-02T14:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T14:08:59.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tests</title><content type='html'>I think I gotta study cuz mommy said I have to get some tests tomorrow before our trip.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says I gotta take a c bee c test and a youranalysis and a chem panel.  I don't know where the books are to study for these, but hopefully you've got some that I can use. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm running out of time too because I have to be there at 5:00 tomorrow, so find your studyin books and help me pass these tests!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nervous about testing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS... I helped my mommy feel a little better.  I snuggled with her real good last night and am planning more of the same today.  She's smiling and I made her giggle last night too.  She's being strong for both of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-8834604202058883830?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/8834604202058883830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=8834604202058883830&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/8834604202058883830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/8834604202058883830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/08/tests.html' title='Tests'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-2008343099316739715</id><published>2009-08-01T16:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T17:13:16.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnS8WiqaL_I/AAAAAAAAANI/_wi1aYnJhG8/s1600-h/112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365120151552929778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnS8WiqaL_I/AAAAAAAAANI/_wi1aYnJhG8/s320/112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got under the grill.  Call me Spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnS8WfQCKII/AAAAAAAAANA/DJDJtg_k_WU/s1600-h/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365120150636996738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnS8WfQCKII/AAAAAAAAANA/DJDJtg_k_WU/s320/103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnS8Vx7Cy0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/HfF2wT_02ZY/s1600-h/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365120138469362498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnS8Vx7Cy0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/HfF2wT_02ZY/s320/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnS8VjhD8OI/AAAAAAAAAMw/-i5aSYF5MDk/s1600-h/Misc+2009+139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365120134602289378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnS8VjhD8OI/AAAAAAAAAMw/-i5aSYF5MDk/s320/Misc+2009+139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnS7Z6d1rkI/AAAAAAAAAMo/v90Vj6Eo5Ao/s1600-h/Misc+2009+112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365119109970636354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnS7Z6d1rkI/AAAAAAAAAMo/v90Vj6Eo5Ao/s320/Misc+2009+112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnS7ZWP-aZI/AAAAAAAAAMg/VuoUGHIGkjs/s1600-h/Misc+2009+113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365119100248811922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnS7ZWP-aZI/AAAAAAAAAMg/VuoUGHIGkjs/s320/Misc+2009+113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnS7ZIkKcRI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Lp3VO8ljDBc/s1600-h/Misc+2009+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365119096575389970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnS7ZIkKcRI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Lp3VO8ljDBc/s320/Misc+2009+080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures of Kelsey that I want to share with all of you. Enjoy!  He's just so darn cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-2008343099316739715?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/2008343099316739715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=2008343099316739715&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2008343099316739715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2008343099316739715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-fun.html' title='For fun'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnS8WiqaL_I/AAAAAAAAANI/_wi1aYnJhG8/s72-c/112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-6650963182540379974</id><published>2009-07-31T21:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T21:59:08.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So, we're off to Colorado...I wonder if there is any snow?</title><content type='html'>Mommy got the call earlier from Dr. Johnson and it turns out that even Dr. Johnson feels that the best place for me is Colorado State.   We're going on August 10th for a consultation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Mommy has been getting a lot of well wishes, but also a lot of people saying things like "maybe it's time to let go" and "you're crazy for doing so much for a dog" (Whoa, I take offense to that one, I'm not just a dog, I'm a fluffy Siberian Husky).  She's also heard that there's a "line" and that by considering all of this surgery, travel, and raydiashun, that she could just get a new dog (again with the DOG thing...I'm a fluffy puppy, a mini hume with fur, a gorgeous fuzzy love bug).  Anyway, she's having some hard conversations with people and is spending a lot of her time defending herself.  I wish I could just bite some of those people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, then there's the "can you guarantee it won't come back?" and the "he's gonna go someday" and a lot more.  She seems confused and upset.  She's been crying a lot again too.  How can I make her feel better? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she loves me.  She tells me so all the time and she's always asking me for kisses (most of the time I give them to her...especially right after drinking a lot of water so I know they're good and sloppy). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ready to go to the bridge yet.  I've got a lot of love left to give and fun to have.  I hope she doesn't give up on me.  I know it must be hard for her to hear all of the negative talk from everyone.  I can tell she's upset and she's sad and she's angry at this disease.  She's a mess.  I mean seriously, a mess.  She's got bags under her eyes that you could park a truck in, she's not sleeping, she's not eating well, she's sad, and she's constantly crying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping things get better for her and that my bum gets better so we can play and snuggle for a long time,&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-6650963182540379974?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/6650963182540379974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=6650963182540379974&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/6650963182540379974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/6650963182540379974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-were-off-to-coloradoi-wonder-if.html' title='So, we&apos;re off to Colorado...I wonder if there is any snow?'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-4137179944600756951</id><published>2009-07-30T18:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T18:54:01.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surgery and/or radiation?</title><content type='html'>Well, my mommy and my other mommy (aka, Holly's mommy) took me to a new drs office. I got to smell the beautiful flowers that were outside the door and then I got to see the nice man at the counter. After a short wait, the doctor called us in and looked at my twomore and said it was in a bad spot (don't know what they're talking about because my fluffy white fanny is an awesome spot)...anyway, I heard the doctor say something about not being able to take off my tail. WHOA. WHO MENTIONED ANYTHING ABOUT TAKING OFF MY TAIL?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They talked about doing a sirjury to make my twomore smaller and then freezing the tishoe. I think I will like having something cold on my tush because I am a siberian husky and I like cold stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also said something about going to Colorado State to have something called raydiayshun. Mommy said she couldn't stay with me there so I don't know for sure who will be there with me. I hope it's not scary.  By the way, what's with all these big words, don't they know I'm a dog and don't spell so good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, mommy cried a lot and I felt sad for her. She says I'm her baby and that she loves me more than anything and I hope that she knows I love her too. Her and my other mommy, Janice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, they said that they would call mommy and tell her what the dr in Colorado says and then we'll go from there (wait, where are we going?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all know I'm being a very brave boy and I'm not feeling any pain or feeling sick. I am playful and giving my mommy a lot of kisses since she seems so sad lately. Plus, those tears are salty and I like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and drool as always,&lt;br /&gt;Kel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-4137179944600756951?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/4137179944600756951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=4137179944600756951&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/4137179944600756951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/4137179944600756951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/07/surgery-andor-radiation.html' title='Surgery and/or radiation?'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-985495342095993716</id><published>2009-07-29T21:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:33:19.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD NEWS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;We went in for the x-rays and there was a suspicious spot.  Dr. Teter said they could have a radiologist read the pics for a final say on whether or not it was another tumor.  She said we would know by tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, turns out the radiologist is on the West coast and at about 8:45 Dr Teter called with the news.  The shadow she saw was NOT a tumor!!!!!!!!!!!  I was crying hysterically at this revelation.  I think this is the first breath I've taken in almost a week.  What this means is that we can move forward with the surgery consults and while he may be missing a tail, he'll still live for many more years and will be able to receive sweet kisses of love from me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have cried so many tears of fear and hate towards this ugly disease and now we have a chance at a happy ending.  I know we're not done with our battle, but at least we now have the upper hand.  UNLESS the surgeons say they can't do the procedure, we can look forward to happier days.  Oh, if they say that they can't do it, we'll find someone who says that they can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I would like to thank all of you for your support during this chaos.  Janice, you don't even know how much I lean on you for support.  Your dedication to this furbaby and your continual friendship and care has meant the world to me.  I hope you know that you are loved by both Kelsey and myself more than anything.  You are my rock and I am so glad to have met you and for the bond that we have had because of our fluffy white boy.  I know you love him as much as I do and I take comfort in the fact that you've remained in his life all these years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;To all of our friends in the blog, THANK YOU for your prayers and warm wishes.  We look forward to the many blogs that we can share with you and we will update you as this progresses until he is healthy and cancer free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;All of our love to you all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody and Kelsey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-985495342095993716?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/985495342095993716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=985495342095993716&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/985495342095993716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/985495342095993716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-news.html' title='GOOD NEWS!!!!'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-2719065562103432811</id><published>2009-07-29T13:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:30:22.135-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Options</title><content type='html'>Well, turns out there are many options depending on the xrays today (&lt;a href="http://hollyshouse5.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Holly's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mommy Janice is coming with me to the vets for the xrays and consultation...thank goodness for the moral support, Lord knows I need it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the hopes of clear x-rays, I've already scheduled two consultations with different surgeons (one of which is the doctor that Janice uses for her furbabies) and she'll be joining us for that consult tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also found a local vet that uses a holistic approach in the event that the news is bad. She works on boosting immunity to help their bodies fight off the cancer and, while it doesn't cure it, it hopefully will give him more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning that I'm not the strong woman that I thought I was and that just one word (malignant) was enough to shut down my brain and drop me to my knees. I don't remember a lot of what was said last night with the doctor. I just remember malignant and stage 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We take these critters in and hope to find love and companionship. What we don't realize is that they're only on loan from God to enrich our lives. They teach us that love is truly the strongest emotion and that sloppy puppy kisses are actually not gross, but are wonderful gifts and I hope to receive more years of them from Kelsey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't thank all of you enough for being here for me. I find comfort in your words and know that each of you loves your puppies (and honorary husky cat) more than anything. It is a wonderful feeling to have you in our lives and I feel blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, more tears are flowing, so I'm going to sign out, take a short nap with Kelsey, and prepare for the consultation at 4:30. Please God, I beg of you, let it be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-2719065562103432811?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/2719065562103432811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=2719065562103432811&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2719065562103432811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2719065562103432811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/07/options.html' title='Options'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-4396373108831930997</id><published>2009-07-29T06:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T07:04:36.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not good news.</title><content type='html'>The results are in.  It's called malignant nerve sheath cancer.  It's stage 2 (there is 1, 2, or 3).  Dr. Teter told me that it's a fairly aggressive tumor and that usually once removed, they tend to come back.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said we have options.  We can do nothing and just let him live out what time he has left or we can choose to do surgery.  Before making any decisions though, we have to go in for a chest x-ray to see if it's spread already.  If it has, we can't really do anything.  If it hasn't we can go for a consult with the K State surgeon here in Omaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, it's not good.  She's not even sure if the tumor can safely be removed because it's so close to his spinal cord.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, not such good news.  I will know more tonight after the chest x-ray.  I wanted the answer so bad, and now that it's the answer I didn't want, I would rather not have it.  I'm numb and I'm scared.  I just want him to be ok, but I know that his time is limited with this ugly disease so I'm going to spoil him rotten and kiss and hug him more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-4396373108831930997?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/4396373108831930997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=4396373108831930997&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/4396373108831930997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/4396373108831930997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-good-news.html' title='Not good news.'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-2192735481746611478</id><published>2009-07-28T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:22:49.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(no) update..</title><content type='html'>Kelsey here.  I think the humom's head is going to start spinning around on her shoulders.  She's really upset with something called a biospy.  I don't know what that is, but she's upset that she still hasn't gotten the results and it's Wednesday night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why she's upset, but she hasn't stopped touching me and kissing me and telling me how much she loves me since last week!  What's wrong with the momma?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she is going to call my vetrunaryan in the morning since they haven't called her.  Is that some kind of howl?  You know, when they call each other?  Do they woooo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you all soon (I'm ok.  Just got a lump on my butt.  I'm still playful and happy though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and drool,&lt;br /&gt;Kel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-2192735481746611478?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/2192735481746611478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=2192735481746611478&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2192735481746611478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2192735481746611478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-update.html' title='(no) update..'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-1603461954270086184</id><published>2009-07-28T07:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T07:47:59.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No News</title><content type='html'>No news yet.  It's Tuesday and I'm still waiting (tho not very patiently) for an answer.  I'll let you all know as soon as the verdict is in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-1603461954270086184?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/1603461954270086184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=1603461954270086184&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/1603461954270086184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/1603461954270086184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-news.html' title='No News'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-1088972936015265491</id><published>2009-07-26T18:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T18:46:30.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-1088972936015265491?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/1088972936015265491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=1088972936015265491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/1088972936015265491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/1088972936015265491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-353297068862782607</id><published>2009-07-26T18:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T18:45:26.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow's the day...</title><content type='html'>We'll know the results from the biopsy tomorrow.  I find myself looking at Kelsey and thinking that there's no way such an ugly disease could possibly be inside of him.  He's so beautiful and so sweet and has those blue eyes that melt my heart.  Nothing so ugly would dare enter his sweet fluffy body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep my hands off of him either.  I cuddle with him a lot as it is, but these past few days I find that I just can't bear to be too far away from him.  I just can't imagine how I'll feel if we find out it is cancer.  I know my life, and his, will change forever.  I'll let you know what we find out.  I hope that we get good news.  I'm sure it'll be another sleepless night with the anxiety that I'm feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please say a prayer for us.  We could use it.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs to all of the furry babies out there and their humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-353297068862782607?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/353297068862782607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=353297068862782607&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/353297068862782607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/353297068862782607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/07/tomorrows-day.html' title='Tomorrow&apos;s the day...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-9189742366732935203</id><published>2009-07-24T21:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T21:18:23.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WARNING...PICTURES OF SHAVED TUSHY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SmprSTqWPXI/AAAAAAAAALM/oGU9v_4A9ng/s1600-h/252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362216268597706098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SmprSTqWPXI/AAAAAAAAALM/oGU9v_4A9ng/s320/252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Smpq0CwyE9I/AAAAAAAAALE/ECEbfbro8NQ/s1600-h/254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362215748665218002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Smpq0CwyE9I/AAAAAAAAALE/ECEbfbro8NQ/s320/254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SmpqzmdAF3I/AAAAAAAAAK8/puhtOXVKm-s/s1600-h/251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362215741066057586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SmpqzmdAF3I/AAAAAAAAAK8/puhtOXVKm-s/s320/251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SmpqzGlBq1I/AAAAAAAAAK0/obH-HSjHD8A/s1600-h/250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362215732509780818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SmpqzGlBq1I/AAAAAAAAAK0/obH-HSjHD8A/s320/250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, here they are.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-9189742366732935203?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/9189742366732935203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=9189742366732935203&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/9189742366732935203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/9189742366732935203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/07/warningpictures-of-shaved-tushy.html' title='WARNING...PICTURES OF SHAVED TUSHY'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SmprSTqWPXI/AAAAAAAAALM/oGU9v_4A9ng/s72-c/252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-1580629730564870704</id><published>2009-07-24T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:00:44.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;If a wound is large and filled with "juice" and you sit on said wound, do you know what you get?  Well, in our house it is Kelsey's hiney and it's blood squirting across the room at a distance of 8 - 9 feet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were bleeding all over the place and rushed to the hospital to see if he'd ripped a stitch.  He had two spots where the skin kinda puckered and created small openings.  A bit of lidocaine and two stitches later, we're back to being all sealed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm going to get some pictures on here (for those of you who aren't queasy) and you can see that when I say it's huge, I'm not telling a tale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Til then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-1580629730564870704?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/1580629730564870704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=1580629730564870704&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/1580629730564870704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/1580629730564870704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/07/update.html' title='UPDATE:'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-2364395958672781874</id><published>2009-07-23T12:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T13:06:39.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelsey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, Kelsey has a tumor on his fanny right above and to the right of his fluffy tail. At first we thought it was a seroma, but after a few attempts to drain it with syringes, we decided to have it cut open to find out what the problem was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today he had surgery to get answers and the answer is a tumor. This is a large tumor (tennis ball or softball in size) and seems to be a tissue tumor and if it comes back cancerous, it'll probably mean amputation of the fluffy tail because it's pretty deep in the tissues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the positive side, she didn't see any weird cells during the two attempts at draining it and she didn't today either, but she's just not sure and was concerned about it. We're sending the biopsy next day air so they'll have it tomorrow and we should have an answer by Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping that either A. It's non cancerous and he'll just have a large lump on his butt or B. if it is cancerous, they can get it all and if that means he's a husky with no tail, then that's what it means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish us luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody (owned by Kelsey and Smokey)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-2364395958672781874?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/2364395958672781874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=2364395958672781874&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2364395958672781874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2364395958672781874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/07/kelsey.html' title='Kelsey'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-8159504633782443215</id><published>2009-02-17T13:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T13:06:52.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinus Infection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dr's&lt;/span&gt; yesterday and she held onto my snout and looked up my nose! What in the world could she have been looking for up there? Anyway, she said my sinuses are infected. Not sure what that means, but I know when I got home mom gave me more of the homemade chicken noodle soup she made for me and she tossed in a couple of blue things. She called them ant eye bye &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;otics&lt;/span&gt;. I swallowed them pretty fast with all of the noodles and green beans and chicken. It was delicious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, I guess I will keep you posted bout my nose and the weather. I'm hoping for more snow because mine almost all melted yesterday. I'm kinda bummed. I didn't feel like playing in it so much because I didn't feel that good. I guess there's always next winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and drool, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-8159504633782443215?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/8159504633782443215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=8159504633782443215&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/8159504633782443215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/8159504633782443215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/02/sinus-infection.html' title='Sinus Infection'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-6854784323403075348</id><published>2009-02-15T15:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T15:37:02.431-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SZiK7YW7fvI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Xum6s7VuQ04/s1600-h/More+misc+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303141313984298738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SZiK7YW7fvI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Xum6s7VuQ04/s320/More+misc+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SZiK6-z62YI/AAAAAAAAAKk/GQjos4iYqpY/s1600-h/More+misc+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303141307126569346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SZiK6-z62YI/AAAAAAAAAKk/GQjos4iYqpY/s320/More+misc+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SZiK61qsjkI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jN4EFd3NPU8/s1600-h/More+misc+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303141304671964738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SZiK61qsjkI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jN4EFd3NPU8/s320/More+misc+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We got more snow! Ahwoooooooooooooooo! Here's a few pics of us enjoying it. I've got a possible upper respiratory infection, so mom's not letting me out of her sight. Says I gotta go to the doctor's tomorrow to see Dr. Osterholm. I don't mind though, I really like her. She sits on the floor with me and calls me her baby. It's nice gettin loved by everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-6854784323403075348?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/6854784323403075348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=6854784323403075348&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/6854784323403075348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/6854784323403075348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/02/snow.html' title='Snow!'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SZiK7YW7fvI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Xum6s7VuQ04/s72-c/More+misc+050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-2406529691933775996</id><published>2009-01-28T16:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T17:03:58.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And a Tigger makes THREE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SYDj325wzNI/AAAAAAAAAKE/S_qV7EwiPNs/s1600-h/Tigger+2009+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296483710557801682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SYDj325wzNI/AAAAAAAAAKE/S_qV7EwiPNs/s320/Tigger+2009+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SYDj3aPSkxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/lj4gld3h5T4/s1600-h/Tigger+2009+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296483702863467282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SYDj3aPSkxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/lj4gld3h5T4/s320/Tigger+2009+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SYDj3AbDslI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/M76WovOFuvc/s1600-h/Tigger+2009+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296483695933502034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SYDj3AbDslI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/M76WovOFuvc/s320/Tigger+2009+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SYDj2wUYToI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YkmwQEj1fFI/s1600-h/Tigger+2009+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296483691610525314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SYDj2wUYToI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YkmwQEj1fFI/s320/Tigger+2009+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;My mom and dad have company for the next couple of weeks and that means that so do I. The company is my mom's parents (humans, of course) and the Yellow Lab who owns them, Tigger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;They went to North Dakota to visit our human great grandmother, so Tigger stayed here with us for the week. She's a lot of fun. Here are a few pictures of her. I hope that you enjoy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's been sad, but I'm doing my best to keep her company. I even let her sleep on the couch with me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hugs and Drool,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kelsey, Smokey, and Tigger (T I double guh ERRR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-2406529691933775996?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/2406529691933775996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=2406529691933775996&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2406529691933775996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2406529691933775996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-tigger-makes-three.html' title='And a Tigger makes THREE!'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SYDj325wzNI/AAAAAAAAAKE/S_qV7EwiPNs/s72-c/Tigger+2009+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-4467002603071016009</id><published>2009-01-15T21:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T21:29:22.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling the LOVE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SW_960BeRQI/AAAAAAAAAJk/X_4v2WkAFjc/s1600-h/award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291727274022683906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SW_960BeRQI/AAAAAAAAAJk/X_4v2WkAFjc/s320/award.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KiDxwaemrNc/SW5lsD8ghqI/AAAAAAAAAUk/GUp5Z8oHSy8/s1600-h/award.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you SO much to our friend Mason Dixie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's the Friend Bloggy Award Scoop:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;These blogs are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Deliver this award to eight bloggers who must choose eight more and include this cleverly-written text into the body of their award. I enjoy so much being apart of the dog blogging world. I would like to pass this award on to some of my new buddies who have brightened my day: Holly, Meeshka, Khyra, Steve &amp;amp; Kat, Summit, Sitka &amp;amp; Tia, D'Azul, and Turbo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-4467002603071016009?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/4467002603071016009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=4467002603071016009&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/4467002603071016009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/4467002603071016009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/01/feeling-love.html' title='Feeling the LOVE...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SW_960BeRQI/AAAAAAAAAJk/X_4v2WkAFjc/s72-c/award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-2713729596968494366</id><published>2009-01-13T21:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:21:33.459-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom is spreadin the word...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mom just invited her friend Jason and the pooch who owns him, Snorty, to check out the blog for dogs. Maybe Jason will let Snorty use the computer sometime to get his own blogspot set up! Keep your paws crossed everypup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Smokey had a tumor removed last Friday and we found out tonight that it wasn't cancerous. Mom said she was happy but she was crying. Chicks, who can figure them out?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, welcome to Jason and Snorty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and drool,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-2713729596968494366?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/2713729596968494366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=2713729596968494366&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2713729596968494366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2713729596968494366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2009/01/mom-is-spreadin-word.html' title='Mom is spreadin the word...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-600329407172964218</id><published>2008-12-27T00:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T00:13:06.001-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-c2.slide.com/widgets/slidemap.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3386706919784959938&amp;amp;site=widget-c2.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:400px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3386706919784959938&amp;amp;map=5" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c2.slide.com/c1/3386706919784959938/bb_t003_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide11.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3386706919784959938&amp;amp;map=6" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c2.slide.com/c2/3386706919784959938/bb_t003_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide6.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3386706919784959938&amp;map=H" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c2.slide.com/c4/3386706919784959938/bb_t003_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-600329407172964218?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/600329407172964218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=600329407172964218&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/600329407172964218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/600329407172964218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-3135513984844676453</id><published>2008-12-26T23:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T23:57:26.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Howlidays Everypup!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Howlidays Everypup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope you had a great day and got lots of fun presents.  We got a new wubba kong.  Mom calls me wubby, so it was a great gift.  I really liked it a lot.  Did you catch that?  LIKED it.  I have already managed to chew off all of the dangly things and have removed the small end of it too.  I guess it wasn't made for aggressive chewers like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other toy we got has bright colored ropes.  I untied one of them, but mom tied it back together real tight so now I can't undo it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post pictures soon but they're still inside the camera (that's what mom says).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all have a Yappy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and drool,&lt;br /&gt;Kel and Smokey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-3135513984844676453?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/3135513984844676453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=3135513984844676453&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/3135513984844676453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/3135513984844676453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-howlidays-everypup.html' title='Happy Howlidays Everypup!'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-3700875573397542458</id><published>2008-12-14T18:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T19:02:10.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold weather and snow....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SUWsbNrWm3I/AAAAAAAAAJM/gkG8VyxYqy0/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279815721689717618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SUWsbNrWm3I/AAAAAAAAAJM/gkG8VyxYqy0/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's officially winter. It's nice and cold outside and there are a few flakes of snow drifting down to the ground. I wish there was a lot more snow so I could play in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you have snow where you are? Can I come play in it with you?  Please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How can  you say no to this face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-3700875573397542458?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/3700875573397542458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=3700875573397542458&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/3700875573397542458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/3700875573397542458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2008/12/cold-weather-and-snow.html' title='Cold weather and snow....'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SUWsbNrWm3I/AAAAAAAAAJM/gkG8VyxYqy0/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-3911137339581878026</id><published>2008-12-04T22:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:44:00.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh, the glow of Christmas lights...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/STivobVZdpI/AAAAAAAAAIs/iGW4UZ1ZLJc/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276160072531670674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/STivobVZdpI/AAAAAAAAAIs/iGW4UZ1ZLJc/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hurrrroooo everypup,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tonight mom decided to decorate. All of the sudden there was an outdoor tree on the inside! It doesn't smell like a real outdoor tree though, so I must believe that it is made of the stuff my toys are made of, I think it's called plastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, here are some pictures of Smokey and I with holiday cheer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/STivp4szXNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/GXYCcMuRPas/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276160097594334418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/STivp4szXNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/GXYCcMuRPas/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/STivpdTCPdI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Ln6X47Noh-M/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276160090238500306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/STivpdTCPdI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Ln6X47Noh-M/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/STivogGP3_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/SJFVSAKAFIw/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276160073810305010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/STivogGP3_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/SJFVSAKAFIw/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We couldn't figure out which one of us should be Santa and which one would be Santa's little helper. I obviously look amazing in either hat, but Smokey only in Santa's hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would think that the "helper" would get to play more while Santa makes the naughty or nice list, so I'm hoping to be the helper. I think I would like less of the 'sponsibility. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let me know what you think.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hugs and drool,&lt;br /&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-3911137339581878026?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/3911137339581878026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=3911137339581878026&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/3911137339581878026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/3911137339581878026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2008/12/ahhh-glow-of-christmas-lights.html' title='Ahhh, the glow of Christmas lights...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/STivobVZdpI/AAAAAAAAAIs/iGW4UZ1ZLJc/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-6841897605517837883</id><published>2008-11-23T17:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T17:19:35.795-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday but no snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SSnk26hkrLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/XWJs3G7q2JQ/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271996470888017074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SSnk26hkrLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/XWJs3G7q2JQ/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hurroooo everypup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, no snow. Not even one stinking flake! I don't know what to do with myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's how I spent my Sunday. I woke up. I ate breakfast. I pooped (sorry, TMI). I napped. I woke up and barked at the neighbor for a second. I napped. I stretched out and found a new place to nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will the snow come?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SSnk3IFigRI/AAAAAAAAAIk/zk0LNHbSVbg/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271996474528530706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SSnk3IFigRI/AAAAAAAAAIk/zk0LNHbSVbg/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs and drool (yawn),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelsey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-6841897605517837883?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/6841897605517837883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=6841897605517837883&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/6841897605517837883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/6841897605517837883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2008/11/sunday-but-no-snow.html' title='Sunday but no snow'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SSnk26hkrLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/XWJs3G7q2JQ/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-6648201229853380272</id><published>2008-11-21T12:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T12:13:47.718-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold Weather...</title><content type='html'>Well, the cold weather is here, but no snow so far.  I really hope it snows soon.  I've got a lot of fluffy fur and it keeps me nice and warm so I can be outside playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, come on snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and drool,&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-6648201229853380272?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/6648201229853380272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=6648201229853380272&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/6648201229853380272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/6648201229853380272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2008/11/cold-weather.html' title='Cold Weather...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-2705820193687076118</id><published>2008-11-16T19:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:34:07.274-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SSDJwnnQUaI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6IPa_YBvgM4/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269433401128014242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SSDJwnnQUaI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6IPa_YBvgM4/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been over a YEAR? I gotta figure out where all of that time went! I am using the new laptop that mom and dad got from my other mommy, and I really like it. The last year has been a busy one. I've been staying out of trouble (not eating stuff that I'm not sposed to). I am on a new diet and take medication for it called Slentrol. It's working wonders too. I'm down to 95 pounds. Still more than I should be but it's a far cry from the 121 I was at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go to the hospital awhile back. Mom and dad thought I'd had a stroke. I couldn't move. I couldn't stand. Nothing. Turns out, I had a swollen disc in my back and after a few days locked in a kennel at the hospital, the swelling went away and I could run and play again. I could tell mom was pretty scared because she was crying and had wet stuff coming out of her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smokey is doing well too. We just hang out on our new beds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will do better at blogging, so check back and see what we're up to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SSDJwUYFTKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/N5mJ6aYUHYk/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269433395964103842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SSDJwUYFTKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/N5mJ6aYUHYk/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs and Drool, Kelsey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-2705820193687076118?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/2705820193687076118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=2705820193687076118&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2705820193687076118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2705820193687076118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2008/11/seriously.html' title='Seriously?'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SSDJwnnQUaI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6IPa_YBvgM4/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-4426923456220846398</id><published>2007-10-18T12:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T12:51:56.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back, and in trouble for bein gone for soooo long...</title><content type='html'>Hellooooo all dogs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel as though I must be in a world of trouble for not checking in.  It's been crazy around here, as usual.  HOWEVER, this time nobody is sick or havin surgery or losing teeth.  Just normal busy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is getting cooler, so that means that the white fluffy snow must be just around the corner.  I can hardly wait to go out and play in it and plant my nose deep into it.  It smells so crisp and clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are all of you doing?  I have enjoyed reading your posts recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will get a hold of the computer tonight and post some pictures.  I have a lot of them that are new and I hope you all enjoy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you all tonight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-4426923456220846398?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/4426923456220846398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=4426923456220846398&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/4426923456220846398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/4426923456220846398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-back-and-in-trouble-for-bein-gone.html' title='I&apos;m back, and in trouble for bein gone for soooo long...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-5836476739772779505</id><published>2007-09-07T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T12:48:02.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My apologies for my absence.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been gone for far too long...again...   Seems to be a trend around here.  Things get going nice and smooth, and then BAM! it all breaks loose.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;School started so my boy is gone a lot more.  I got used to him being home during the day with us.  Oh well, now we can sleep without being bothered.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I got tagged for quite a few things.  I am to woo about my humans.  I'm going to have a difficult time with this since every time I turn around, my humom is taking me to the hospital and they make me fall asleep and when I wake up I'm in pain.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday, we went to the hospital and when I woke up, a tooth was missing!  My big long fang on the left side is gone!  Where did it go?  I dunno.  I know my mouth hurts and I had a seizure and I keep falling down, but I don't know where my tooth is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom says I look handsome without it, but I'm not convinced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad is awesome cuz he plays with me a lot.  He will get down on the floor and wrestle with me and run around the coffee table chasing me so I run too.  It's a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is pretty nice and she's always askin me for huggies and kisses.  I get really excited when she does this and I dance around the room, bark, and jump on her before I give in.  It's fun to see her laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My foster mom, Janice, is really sweet.  She still comes to visit me really often, which I love.  If she hadn't taken me from the place in Misery, I would be a goner rigt now.  I love her so much!  She plays with me and brings me treats too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smokey isn't a human, but he's sure a good brother.  We play tug of war and also run around the back yard together.  It's a lot of fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for being patient about me blogging.  The humans moved the computer and I couldn't get to it.  It's back in it's rightful place now though, so we're good to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo's to all,&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-5836476739772779505?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/5836476739772779505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=5836476739772779505&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/5836476739772779505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/5836476739772779505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-apologies-for-my-absence.html' title='My apologies for my absence.'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-3532352436562164342</id><published>2007-06-23T13:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T14:08:58.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff about me</title><content type='html'>I talked to Holly's mom and she said I could copy and paste the quetions from her blog into mine so that you could read more about me.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Your age? I turned 6 on the 1st of February (or thereabout)&lt;br /&gt;2. Your age when came to live with your people? 2&lt;br /&gt;3. What color is the collar you’re wearing right now? Collar?  What is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who is your favorite person other than the people you live with? Holly's mom, Janice.  She saved me from death and found me an awesome home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How much do you weigh? Let's just say less than an elephant and more than a mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Most expensive thing you’ve ever chewed up? Probably mom's purse since it was $60.00 and the operations to remove it were $4,000.00.  She calls me her "Louis Vuitton" dog sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you like other Dogs? Only girl dogs.  Boy dogs bother me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who is your best non-human friend?  Smokey.  He's the bestest brother ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Squeaky Toys or Tennis Balls? Tennis balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you like to be brushed?  No.  I bite mom when she brushes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Peanut Butter or Cheese?  Both.  Together or apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do your people cut your toenails? Yes, but again, I bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Any formal education?  Education?  That's a funny word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Couch potato or Energizer Bunny? Both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Five nicknames your people call you.  Wubbykel, Sweat pea, wubbykins, mushy, and kkkkel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is your best trick?  hiding stuff.  I'm good at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you like kitties?  Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What did you have for breakfast? Dry dog food, medicine (seizure stuff and rimadyl) and pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Can you hunt (aka have you ever killed anything living)?  I enjoy hunting, but mom hates when I do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When &amp; why was the last time you went to the V.E.T.?  I went for a check up for my surgery a couple of months ago.  Clean bill of health!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Where do you sleep at night? beside my mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you like to swim? Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Can you make puppies? NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you give kisses? When my mom tells me she wants one, she gets one.  I love to kiss and she wears yummy lip gunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Can you potty on command? No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. To Cuz or not to Cuz? Not to cuz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-3532352436562164342?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/3532352436562164342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=3532352436562164342&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/3532352436562164342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/3532352436562164342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/06/stuff-about-me.html' title='Stuff about me'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-3889384951122875298</id><published>2007-06-23T13:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T13:52:47.235-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rn1rYOEycaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PV-VssBFu5w/s1600-h/Summer+fun+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079334018582999458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rn1rYOEycaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PV-VssBFu5w/s320/Summer+fun+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rn1rYeEycbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ivklMIo93G0/s1600-h/Summer+fun+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079334022877966770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rn1rYeEycbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ivklMIo93G0/s320/Summer+fun+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rn1rY-EyccI/AAAAAAAAAFY/TLGP_esw4_4/s1600-h/Summer+fun+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079334031467901378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rn1rY-EyccI/AAAAAAAAAFY/TLGP_esw4_4/s320/Summer+fun+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rn1rZOEycdI/AAAAAAAAAFg/3JbLbS1oVgo/s1600-h/Summer+fun+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079334035762868690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rn1rZOEycdI/AAAAAAAAAFg/3JbLbS1oVgo/s320/Summer+fun+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rn1pKOEycZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/dm1t-ulhNTM/s1600-h/Summer+fun+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079331579041575314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rn1pKOEycZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/dm1t-ulhNTM/s320/Summer+fun+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's some new pics of us enjoying the sunshine. I hope that you all enjoy them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dad poured out the ice cubes from the freezer for us to enjoy. He calls them a "no calorie snack" and we enjoy them. OK, I sleep on them, but they're awesome!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My tummy fur is still gone, but as you can see, I am happy and HEALTHY finally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're all enjoying your summer!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and drool, Kelsey&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-3889384951122875298?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/3889384951122875298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=3889384951122875298&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/3889384951122875298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/3889384951122875298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/06/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rn1rYOEycaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PV-VssBFu5w/s72-c/Summer+fun+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-7148871418731250170</id><published>2007-06-06T18:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T18:13:58.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Human Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Silly human boy was taking advantage of my tiredness last night. Mom took us two fur balls for a walk and when we got home, I was tired and wanted to sleep. I took advantage of the shiny slick floor in the room with the food and found the perfect spot (where you ask? In the middle of the room of course). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;He must have thought it would be fun to put cans of pop on me and I was honestly too tired to get up and bite him, so I let him do it. As you can see in the pictures, Smokey did absolutely nothing to help me. He just watched. Mom took pictures and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I'm amusing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rmc_a-EycXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/W4ml6in1_8A/s1600-h/Kelsey+and+Smokey+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073093237828383090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rmc_a-EycXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/W4ml6in1_8A/s320/Kelsey+and+Smokey+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rmc_aeEycWI/AAAAAAAAAEo/gOSryNdQU5Y/s1600-h/Kelsey+and+Smokey+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073093229238448482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rmc_aeEycWI/AAAAAAAAAEo/gOSryNdQU5Y/s320/Kelsey+and+Smokey+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rmc_bOEycYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/3GnG-IE7zxA/s1600-h/Kelsey+and+Smokey+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073093242123350402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rmc_bOEycYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/3GnG-IE7zxA/s320/Kelsey+and+Smokey+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Someone should tell Smokey that he's next!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bark at ya later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-7148871418731250170?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/7148871418731250170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=7148871418731250170&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/7148871418731250170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/7148871418731250170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/06/silly-human-boy.html' title='Silly Human Boy'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rmc_a-EycXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/W4ml6in1_8A/s72-c/Kelsey+and+Smokey+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-4522050703962657126</id><published>2007-05-26T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T09:08:55.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing much to say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rlg-5wTLTKI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UrwPjej0YSA/s1600-h/Picture+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068870542544293026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rlg-5wTLTKI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UrwPjej0YSA/s320/Picture+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't really have much to talk about today, but got a moment when the humans were off the computer so I could post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I found my humans camera. She apparently went to the park without me. I overheard her saying something about geese and ducks and I nearly passed out. Why wasn't I there to chase them? Um hello, I like large running scared birds too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, here are a couple of pictures I found in her camera. Hopefully next time she decides to play with feathery friends at the park, I get to go too.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rlg_OATLTLI/AAAAAAAAAEY/LCOiqj_8gxs/s1600-h/Picture+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068870890436644018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rlg_OATLTLI/AAAAAAAAAEY/LCOiqj_8gxs/s320/Picture+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rlg_QwTLTMI/AAAAAAAAAEg/4voTnWaiG-I/s1600-h/Picture+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068870937681284290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rlg_QwTLTMI/AAAAAAAAAEg/4voTnWaiG-I/s320/Picture+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-4522050703962657126?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/4522050703962657126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=4522050703962657126&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/4522050703962657126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/4522050703962657126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/05/nothing-much-to-say.html' title='Nothing much to say'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rlg-5wTLTKI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UrwPjej0YSA/s72-c/Picture+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-8639766548326109470</id><published>2007-05-24T19:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T20:10:29.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I got tagged...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, Holly tagged me, so here goes...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. I enjoy leather products. This is (was) dad's wallet. As you can see, it's not so much able to hold any green paper stuffs anymore. Haha. Score -Canine 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Human-0&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RlYy3QTLTEI/AAAAAAAAADg/n2fRYtllH40/s1600-h/Picture+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068294355501665346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RlYy3QTLTEI/AAAAAAAAADg/n2fRYtllH40/s320/Picture+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;2. I have a brother that I really enjoy hanging out with. He sits funny on the sofa sometimes though and I caught him for this next picture. Enjoy. What's with the crazy leg?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RlYzWgTLTFI/AAAAAAAAADo/rOCX2EauJMs/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068294892372577362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RlYzWgTLTFI/AAAAAAAAADo/rOCX2EauJMs/s320/Picture+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;3.I have learned that when eating a food that is not dry mixed with a food that is dry, somtimes things get stickted to things they're not sposed to. Take for example pumpkin from a can and dry dog food. Normally you could eat the two and not have any mishaps. HOWEVER, as you can see from the next photo, the pumkin got stuck to my nose and then the dry food stuck in the pumkin on my nose. Mom found this to be quite funny (easy to please aren't they?) so I added it to my list of 7 things about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068295867330153570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RlY0PQTLTGI/AAAAAAAAADw/EN2fUpWgY_s/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;#4 I have decided that I look best when I'm on my side. As in the photo you're about to see. Mom seems to love, and I mean LOVE, to kiss me when I am obviously at my cutest. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RlY0ywTLTHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Y7hH2sh5Ljk/s1600-h/Picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068296477215509618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RlY0ywTLTHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Y7hH2sh5Ljk/s320/Picture+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RlY1MATLTII/AAAAAAAAAEA/omgCCj9-ZT8/s1600-h/Picture+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068296911007206530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RlY1MATLTII/AAAAAAAAAEA/omgCCj9-ZT8/s320/Picture+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm curious bout the hair on my tummy growing back. Seriously, how long does this take? The human woman is still kissing my tummy! It's gotten a little insane and must stop! Luckily enough, I've got a very cute pink (um hello? I'm a boy, what's with the pink????) tummy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;6. I am getting stronger each and every day. My mom has made sure to get me only the best of foods and more TLC than I ever imagined one boy could have. Healing time was cut in half. Ok, I'll give props to mom. Score -Canine 1 Human 1/2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;and #7 &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068297928914455698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RlY2HQTLTJI/AAAAAAAAAEI/11fo13JoZ4A/s320/Picture+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In the hot summer months, nothing makes me happier than a cooler full of ice cubes and water.  Sometimes I climb in and dig around with my feet.  It's fun for me and the humans hate it.  Oh wait a second, that makes the score different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Score - Canine 2  Human 1/2 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I think maybe the canine's have won!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to tag Sitka and Tia, Girl Girl, Opy, and Dusty Doodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so glad I got to hear from you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great AND SAFE Memorial Day weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs and Drool,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey and Smokey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-8639766548326109470?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/8639766548326109470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=8639766548326109470&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/8639766548326109470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/8639766548326109470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-got-tagged.html' title='I got tagged...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RlYy3QTLTEI/AAAAAAAAADg/n2fRYtllH40/s72-c/Picture+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-3274336175237610690</id><published>2007-05-08T13:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T13:13:39.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HurooooOOOooOooOoOoooOOOooooo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hurrooooo everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, it's been a few weeks and I haven't eaten a single thing that I'm not sposed to.   My human mom even went out and bought a new purse and wallet.  She must not trust me because they don't come into the house.  She leaves them in the van.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;My fur isn't growing back and mom's found a new way to humiliate me.  She calls it a zerbert.  She gets down on the floor with me and puts her mouth on my shaved tummy and blows air out and it tickles a lot and makes a funny noise.  She hasn't realized yet that I am not amused by this, so she does it frequently and then she laughs and giggles.  How can I tell her that this behavior isn't funny?  I don't want to hurt her feelings, but the other dogs in the neighbood are snickering at me.  Any ideas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm feeling really good lately and have more and more energy.  Still not 100% but am pretty close to 98%.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am still working on getting those pics on here for you all to enjoy, but the computer had some issues and the humans are taking their time with getting all the programs reloaded.  I'm not sure what that means, but I know that it means I can't get pictures in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I will talk to you all soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Have a great mother's day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-3274336175237610690?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/3274336175237610690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=3274336175237610690&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/3274336175237610690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/3274336175237610690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/05/huroooooooooooooooooooooooooo.html' title='HurooooOOOooOooOoOoooOOOooooo!'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-9112329607846751179</id><published>2007-04-24T13:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T13:16:40.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If it's not one thing, it's another...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, again I've been handed some unlucky paws.  I ate another piece of leather.  What can I say?  I like accessories.  What are ya gonna do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I found dad's wallet in his nightstand (good nose) and pulled it out and ate it practically whole.  My boy got home and found the night stand drawer to be open (gotta remember to close those things to not get caught) and called mom at work.  They made me go to the doctors again, put something in my eye that made me throw up, and out came the wallet.  (I've got pictures, it is GROSS).  I'll put them on the blog as soon as I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Also, my dad's human mom passed away the Monday after Easter.  Sure was a shock to the family, because she wasn't sick.  Needless to say, they have needed me to be by them for kisses and moral support. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for being gone for so long again.  I will get some pics up soon (of my healed tummy and wallet).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and drool to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-9112329607846751179?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/9112329607846751179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=9112329607846751179&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/9112329607846751179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/9112329607846751179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/04/if-its-not-one-thing-its-another.html' title='If it&apos;s not one thing, it&apos;s another...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-1386010837916330034</id><published>2007-03-26T12:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T12:41:34.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Past Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, this past weekend the weather was really nice.  My humom put out two big bowls of ice cubes for me and Smokey to play with.  That was fun, though I fell asleep with my face in the ice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still wear out pretty quickly and sleep more than normal, but mom tells me that's normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, she left her bedroom door open for me so I can sleep in my favorite place - her bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not really much new here, except that I'm still healing.  I wish the fur would grow back on my tummy a little faster.  Mom always is touching my belly or kissing my belly.  It's kinda weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is well with all of my furry friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Drool,&lt;br /&gt;Kel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-1386010837916330034?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/1386010837916330034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=1386010837916330034&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/1386010837916330034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/1386010837916330034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-past-weekend.html' title='This Past Weekend'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-3530245233756947603</id><published>2007-03-22T12:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T12:58:13.702-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Staples BE GONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey all!  It's Kelsey and I'm doing great!  I read all of the wonderful prayers and I see why my mom was crying all the time.  You are all so sweet and caring.  And all of that was for me?  Crazy.  I love you all too and am glad that you're my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Enough of the mushy stuff from me.  I'm a strong manly husky.  :&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, my staples came out yesterday.  It didn't hurt at all.  I couldn't really even feel it.  Then the surgeon, Dr. Thoesen, came in to see me and I gave him a kiss on the back of his head while he was looking at my belly.  He says that we're in the clear!  My health is restored.  Hmmm, now what can I find to chew up?  Mom and dad cleaned the house top to bottom and there's no fun stuff out for me anymore.  This stinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyroo, I'm back and will be taking over the blogging from now on.  Thank you for all being so kind to my mom during this stressful time.  I know she was an emotional mess, but she's happy again and I get more hugs and kisses than ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hugs and drool to all my furry friends out there.  Sure did miss you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kelsey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-3530245233756947603?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/3530245233756947603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=3530245233756947603&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/3530245233756947603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/3530245233756947603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/03/staples-be-gone.html' title='Staples BE GONE!'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-1808123713673575686</id><published>2007-03-18T19:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T19:37:40.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's Kelsey after the first surgery. He was still out cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rf3aTUM_6hI/AAAAAAAAADM/aCVB--asC0I/s1600-h/Kelsey+after+surgery+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043427183100422674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rf3aTUM_6hI/AAAAAAAAADM/aCVB--asC0I/s320/Kelsey+after+surgery+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Kelsey with his "poodle" paws.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rf3aTkM_6iI/AAAAAAAAADU/8WXrXtI6PVg/s1600-h/Kelsey+after+surgery+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043427187395389986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rf3aTkM_6iI/AAAAAAAAADU/8WXrXtI6PVg/s320/Kelsey+after+surgery+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's what Kelsey ate that got stuck inside him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rf3ZqUM_6eI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ahgb_enMGBg/s1600-h/Kelsey+after+surgery+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043426478725786082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rf3ZqUM_6eI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ahgb_enMGBg/s320/Kelsey+after+surgery+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Here's his bruised stapled tummy. This is from the day we got home. The bruising is gone now and the swelling is going away too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rf3Zq0M_6fI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nL-ylmuvixY/s1600-h/Kelsey+after+surgery+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043426487315720690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rf3Zq0M_6fI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nL-ylmuvixY/s320/Kelsey+after+surgery+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's Kelsey on his blanket and pillow that he gets to use. There's one on each level of the house so he can be comfortable wherever he goes. This was taken about 5 minutes ago.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rf3ZrEM_6gI/AAAAAAAAADE/sHvw7Xdm1tE/s1600-h/Kelsey+after+surgery+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043426491610688002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rf3ZrEM_6gI/AAAAAAAAADE/sHvw7Xdm1tE/s320/Kelsey+after+surgery+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Well, we're progressing slowly. He's eating more and is more active. However, I don't think we're completely out of the woods yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This Thursday, we get our staples out and have our first check up post surgery. We are hoping for a positive report. The love we have for this little guy is amazing and so is his will to live and be loved by us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you all again for all of your support through this. This blog site is such a great community for pet owners and pets to talk and get things off their chest. You are all very dear to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-1808123713673575686?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/1808123713673575686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=1808123713673575686&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/1808123713673575686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/1808123713673575686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/03/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/Rf3aTUM_6hI/AAAAAAAAADM/aCVB--asC0I/s72-c/Kelsey+after+surgery+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-8227572078142960815</id><published>2007-03-16T07:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T07:22:30.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelsey's Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, we're getting there.  Kelsey has been improving daily.  He is becoming more playful (not sure if this is good or bad) but wears out pretty quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He's eating more and is taking his medications like a good boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We've been fortunate enough to have vacation time to stay home with him while he recovers.  Don't want to come home to any "suprises" if you catch my drift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will get some pictures on the site this weekend.  I am worn out emotionally and have experienced the let down of stress relief with his return home.  I need one really great night of sleep and I'll be good as new.  Right now though, I sleep like I did when my son was a newborn and wake up with each little sound. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still not 100% in the clear, but my prediction is a happy ending with a long life ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all so much again for your well wishes.  Please check back Sunday for pictures.  I'll get a bunch of them and post them for you, just don't tell Kelsey I did it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-8227572078142960815?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/8227572078142960815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=8227572078142960815&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/8227572078142960815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/8227572078142960815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/03/kelseys-progress.html' title='Kelsey&apos;s Progress'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-5441812845830393206</id><published>2007-03-13T12:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T12:25:10.069-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrific Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I spoke with the surgeon just a couple of minutes ago (lunch time) and he said that Kelsey has eaten TWICE and has kept all of it down. He's listened to his tummy and has heard strong bowel sounds and apparently Kelsey has made it outside to make a #2 lawn deposit (poopy) already twice too! His temperature has stayed down and is at 101.2 right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the BEST NEWS??????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I get to pick him up and bring him home today!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he's up to it, I'll let him use the computer so he can thank you all himself for all the prayers and well wishes. We'll see how he's doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-5441812845830393206?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/5441812845830393206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=5441812845830393206&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/5441812845830393206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/5441812845830393206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/03/terrific-tuesday.html' title='Terrific Tuesday!'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-3508840285674235530</id><published>2007-03-12T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T22:16:21.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still getting there...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Last check of temp was 101.4.   It was 102.5 four hours previous and I was able to go visit with my Kelsey.  I would like to think that I helped bring it down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vet had to give a medication to stimulate the intestines because after eating his "intestinal diet" he vomited after 5 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is shaved and I told him that the other huskies were going to call him a poodle.  HA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks so much better and made sure to slather my face with Kelsey kisses (oh how much I have missed that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent about an hour with him today, but he's still at the hospital.  Until he keeps food down, he can't come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smokey smelled him on me though and finally ate and seemed to cheer up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home soon?  I sure hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get some pics of him and post them soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all again!&lt;br /&gt;Cody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-3508840285674235530?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/3508840285674235530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=3508840285674235530&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/3508840285674235530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/3508840285674235530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/03/still-getting-there.html' title='Still getting there...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-6281345213054755996</id><published>2007-03-11T13:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T13:13:40.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The surgeon called this morning, as promised.  Kelsey's temperature is now 103.1.  We're going up instead of down.  This is very upsetting to me, moreso than you will ever know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;They changed his initial IV port in case that was the cause, so I guess time will tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;On the upside, he's holding down water and he's not appearing to have any leakage from the intestinal repair, which is good.  He is going to start to eat a ID (intestinal diet) food today at around 2:00, so again, time will tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm starting to feel like I'm going to lose my mind over this.  All I do is cry and feel sick to my stomach.  I just want him home again so that I can touch him and smell his fur and look into those beautiful blue eyes.  I miss him so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Please continue to pray, and again thank you all so much for all of the prayers already made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Cody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-6281345213054755996?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/6281345213054755996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=6281345213054755996&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/6281345213054755996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/6281345213054755996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/03/sunday-update.html' title='Sunday Update'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-7076194153783340005</id><published>2007-03-10T21:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T22:15:30.444-06:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So far so good.  The temperature is holding at good 102.3 which is down from 102.5.  I know it's not much, but for all he's been through it is a huge thing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He's going to the bathroom all by himself (another huge thing).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We're still in the window of time where things can turn on us and go down hill (3-5 days) however, I'm trying not to let that be a thing I think about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will know more in the morning between 8 - 9 so I will update at that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very proud to tell people and their pets that I'm a member of such an extraordinary group.  You are the best friends that a dog and his mommy could ever have.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all SO VERY MUCH for all of your paw-rayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-7076194153783340005?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/7076194153783340005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=7076194153783340005&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/7076194153783340005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/7076194153783340005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/03/update.html' title='UPDATE...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-1513954460391714441</id><published>2007-03-10T08:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T08:57:06.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep those paw-rayers a comin please...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;You are all so wonderful and Kelsey is so blessed to have such a wonderful group of friends. Your warm words and well wishes have made me cry more tears of joy than you could ever know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;At 4:30 this morning, I woke up again (not sleeping real well) and called the emergency hospital where he is. His temperature has come down to 101.3, which is even lower than it was when we first arrived at the specialists office (102.6). The nurse there said that he's sitting up and standing to move around in his cage (oh how much I wish he were home on the bed with me), and that his foot swelled a bit from the coban wrap that is used to cover the IV, but she re-wrapped it and it is doing better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;So far, so good, but we're still in that window where all could fail. I am trying to think positive. I know he's a fighter and he's still got a lot of life in him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Please continue to pray and cross those paws for him. I will update as I have more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all so very much. This has been a sort of release for me too. If you ask Holly's mom, you'll know that Kelsey's mom is having an extremely hard time with all of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smokey isn't dealing with it well either, so we're thinkin about a nice walk today since my foot's better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;UPDATE:  The specialist just called and said that Kelsey's blood count and protein counts look really good and are holding steady.  He is producing urine which is good and they took him outside to walk around a bit and he seems to be walking well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;He did vomit last night, but the Dr. said it was after they had given his IV antibiotic and it could have been from that or the obvious stress.  He said that for all Kelsey's been through, he looks great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;He said that there didn't seem to be any fluid in his tummy (which is good) and that his temp is 103 at this time, but they had taken it after he was moving around and so he felt that to be ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;They will check his temp every 3-4 hours and will continue IV fluids with pain management today and hopefully tomorrow or later tonight introduce water back in.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;He said he would call me this afternoon around 5:00 pm with more updates.  Sounds like he's in excellent hands, so the rest is up to Kelsey's sweet white body.  I'll let you all know more as I have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks again to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love,&lt;br /&gt;Cody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-1513954460391714441?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/1513954460391714441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=1513954460391714441&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/1513954460391714441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/1513954460391714441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/03/keep-those-paw-rayers-comin-please.html' title='Keep those paw-rayers a comin please...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-6263480363287179850</id><published>2007-03-08T21:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T21:29:10.769-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics I promised</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, here are some pics of Kelsey post surgery. The top one is with the tubes and iv still going. He was making small swallows, which were good signs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RfDR2QATAAI/AAAAAAAAACc/5Dldofr3qgQ/s1600-h/Kelsey+post+surgery+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039758712966938626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RfDR2QATAAI/AAAAAAAAACc/5Dldofr3qgQ/s320/Kelsey+post+surgery+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; This is his incision. He obviously will be very sore after coming to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RfDR2wATABI/AAAAAAAAACk/xiHFyAJKZhY/s1600-h/Kelsey+post+surgery+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039758721556873234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RfDR2wATABI/AAAAAAAAACk/xiHFyAJKZhY/s320/Kelsey+post+surgery+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; This is what NOT TO EAT. While leather tastes good, please don't eat it. Your humans will have to endure the same stress and tears that I have. If only Kelsey knew what I've gone through.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RfDR3QATACI/AAAAAAAAACs/XN4wupQlKRc/s1600-h/Kelsey+post+surgery+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039758730146807842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RfDR3QATACI/AAAAAAAAACs/XN4wupQlKRc/s320/Kelsey+post+surgery+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE&lt;/strong&gt;: I went and saw Kelsey after work tonight. He jumped out of his kennel at me and licked my face (the vet tech told me it would take two people to get him out - HA!) We went outside to try to pee (he keeps having to be catheratized) and instead of using the "facilities" he burrowed his head in a snow drift which he obviously missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I left, he threw up again. I think it was just too much too soon. Tomorrow will be moist food, so we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep you all posted on his progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and drool from Smokey and love and thanks from his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-6263480363287179850?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/6263480363287179850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=6263480363287179850&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/6263480363287179850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/6263480363287179850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/03/pics-i-promised.html' title='Pics I promised'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RfDR2QATAAI/AAAAAAAAACc/5Dldofr3qgQ/s72-c/Kelsey+post+surgery+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-6727982213316953521</id><published>2007-03-08T10:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T11:49:02.138-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Asking for prayers.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello to all. This is Kelsey's mommy and I'm calling for all the prayers possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've ready Holly's blog, then you know that Kelsey is in the hospital. The purse he ate that got him into HULA and is pictured on Meeshka's blog from January 27, got him very sick and he had to have emergency surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holly's mom was kind enough to come and console me while I waited for his surgery to end so that I could see him. I did take some pictures and will post them later tonight when I get home from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of right now, he's still in a large amount of pain. He's on pain meds and is drinking water without any problems. He won't urinate on his own though, so they have to catheterize him from time to time to empty his bladder. The last time produced 540 cc's, which is quite a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vet tech said that he's up walking around and has gotten so many kisses that the fur on his nose is gonna start thinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, there's no fever so that is an awesome sign of a full recovery. Time will tell. I've given it to God on my end, and ask that you pray for his full recovery. I will be Kelsey proofing the house and will be hiding all the purses, shoes, and anything else that might be tempting to chew on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will get soft food tomorrow if all goes well today and could possibly come home Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who have already crossed their paws for him, thank you! It means so much to me to know that so many of you are thinking of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love to all of you sweet fur babies and remember that just because it's fun to chew on doesn't mean that you should,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-6727982213316953521?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/6727982213316953521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=6727982213316953521&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/6727982213316953521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/6727982213316953521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/03/asking-for-prayers.html' title='Asking for prayers.....'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-2644853234788924057</id><published>2007-02-22T13:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T13:06:11.109-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I really gotta stop slacking off...</title><content type='html'>Obviously I've got issues with getting on the computer.  If my boy would log off sometimes, I could use it more, but he's always on there playing games. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the weather is warm and the snow is melting.  Stinks too.  It was fun playing in the snow and then putting my freezing cold wet nose on the humans in our house.   Oh well, what are ya gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been being rather rough with my human mom lately.  She was annoying me so I pinched her arm a couple of times with my overbite.  She's got some pretty colors on her arm now.  Everyone asks her what happened, and of course, my name comes up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hollie's mom brought over a can of food for us to try.  It was DEEEEELISHIS!  It was sweet potato and duck.  Though, it might have been more fun to actually catch the duck myself.  I have to get my human to buy me some of this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I've gotta go for now, but I will be back sooner than later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Drool&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-2644853234788924057?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/2644853234788924057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=2644853234788924057&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2644853234788924057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2644853234788924057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-really-gotta-stop-slacking-off.html' title='I really gotta stop slacking off...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-5431768024908547916</id><published>2007-01-30T13:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T13:17:15.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hurooooooo all!  Well, I've been pretty busy lately.  Mom's doing better with her foot.  Soon she'll be ready to start going for long walks---I hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I had to go to the doggie dr last Friday.  My tummy started hurting and I was vomiting all over the carpet.  My mom was really worried about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to see Dr Osterholm.  She checked me out (took my blood and put something in my behind) and then she told mom that my back teary uh was growing too much.  She gave me a shot so I wouldn't vomit anymore and an anti bio tick.  She also gave me two pre scripshuns.  I'm feeling so much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already begun to get back to my old ways.  I've taken a shoe outside.  I've gotten the cabinets open.  I've bit mom playfully, and I've tried to eat dad's chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to be writing more often, so check back.  Also, did you notice anyone white and fluffy as a new HULA member?  IT'S ME!!!!! WOOOooooo HOooooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bark at ya later,&lt;br /&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-5431768024908547916?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/5431768024908547916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=5431768024908547916&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/5431768024908547916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/5431768024908547916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/01/back-again.html' title='Back again'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-2859118902969504220</id><published>2007-01-13T15:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T15:13:42.421-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Snow?  Where's the snow?  I heard my human talking about this giant snow storm that was to be coming this weekend, but I don't see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Where's it at?  I'm ready for it.  I've been such  patient pup and all I want is some snow to play in.  I haven't chewed on anything for quite some time (ok, a week or so) and I've only gotten into the trash once and I want some snow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;If you know where my snow is, could you please let me know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-2859118902969504220?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/2859118902969504220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=2859118902969504220&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2859118902969504220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2859118902969504220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/01/snow.html' title='Snow?'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-8945732983554432564</id><published>2007-01-09T12:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T12:52:56.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry it's been so long...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, where the heck have I been?  I think with all the ruckus from the humans in my house, I just got sidetracked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mom's hard red thing comes off her foot tomorrow.  The van is getting fixed this week.  My other mommy Janice (Holly's mommy) came to visit this past week (maybe it was two weeks, who can keep track of these things).  My goodness it's been busy around here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here's the news from Omaha.  There is no news.  Our life is boring.  Our humans are boring.  Such is life I guess.  Busy busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I did read that it is Abbey's birthday (Holly's house has the info and pics) and that is a wonderful thing!  Abbey was so nice to me when I lived there.  She's one heck of a gal.  Happy Birthday Abbey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still laughing about Samuel and his "thingie" getting his shirt wet.  He and I weren't the best of friends when I lived there, so I'm getting quite the kick out of this torment he's dealing with.  Keep the funny pics a comin Holly!  They're wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everydog  (and FuFu) are doing well and that your tummies are full and scratched often.  I'll post more soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Drool,&lt;br /&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-8945732983554432564?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/8945732983554432564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=8945732983554432564&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/8945732983554432564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/8945732983554432564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2007/01/sorry-its-been-so-long.html' title='Sorry it&apos;s been so long...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-1211674621296219400</id><published>2006-12-31T15:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T15:52:46.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow is good for me, but bad for dad....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RZgwBqWYJ1I/AAAAAAAAAB4/TFIREnaBHl0/s1600-h/december+pic+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014810990183196498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RZgwBqWYJ1I/AAAAAAAAAB4/TFIREnaBHl0/s320/december+pic+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, it finally snowed here. As you know, I really enjoy the snow. HOWEVER, dad went to the grocery store so mom could make something called chili, and had a small mishap. Pictures are attached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014811157686921058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RZgwLaWYJ2I/AAAAAAAAACA/TgGAS91z_d8/s320/december+pic+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014811277946005362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RZgwSaWYJ3I/AAAAAAAAACI/-tCUG9QJwgU/s320/december+pic+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is what we get when we ask for snow. :&gt;(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dad is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; though. Someone pulled out in front of him and when dad tried to miss the idiot in the truck, he slid on the icy road into a ditch and hit a telephone pole. Thank goodness dad is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. He's just upset that the van is squished. He said mom will have a hard time since she's got to get in and out through the passenger side until the van is fixed and with her cast, it will be a challenge. Bummer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hugs, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-1211674621296219400?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/1211674621296219400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=1211674621296219400&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/1211674621296219400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/1211674621296219400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/12/snow-is-good-for-me-but-bad-for-dad.html' title='Snow is good for me, but bad for dad....'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RZgwBqWYJ1I/AAAAAAAAAB4/TFIREnaBHl0/s72-c/december+pic+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-995302097440478409</id><published>2006-12-16T20:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T21:04:18.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not much to talk about, but here's some pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RYSv3sYHCrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IldANPzl0P8/s1600-h/october+and+november+family+and+dog+pics+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009322056882784946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" height="194" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RYSv3sYHCrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IldANPzl0P8/s320/october+and+november+family+and+dog+pics+012.jpg" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's me and Smokey hogging the bed. Needless to say, mom went downstairs and slept in the chair this night. We would have moved, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RYSwKMYHCsI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tiGaB647FjY/s1600-h/october+and+november+family+and+dog+pics+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009322374710364866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" height="233" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RYSwKMYHCsI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tiGaB647FjY/s320/october+and+november+family+and+dog+pics+014.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's me sleeping like I saw it done by Monty at Holly's House (if memory serves me). It's comfortable and I like it. Thanks for the tip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009323895128787698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="206" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RYSxisYHCvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uAfylBbouxQ/s320/october+and+november+family+and+dog+pics+032.jpg" width="292" border="0" /&gt; Here I am with mom's post operative foot. See how sweet I'm being? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RYSx6cYHCxI/AAAAAAAAAA8/R8mh7TapKOM/s1600-h/october+and+november+family+and+dog+pics+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009324303150680850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RYSx6cYHCxI/AAAAAAAAAA8/R8mh7TapKOM/s320/october+and+november+family+and+dog+pics+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smokey still thinks he's a lap dog. Oh yeah, I am the designer of those pants dad has on. I thought the giant hole would be a nice touch, so I tore them with my teeth one day...while dad was in them. teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RYSyGMYHCyI/AAAAAAAAABE/8tPXvkXKijc/s1600-h/october+and+november+family+and+dog+pics+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009324505014143778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RYSyGMYHCyI/AAAAAAAAABE/8tPXvkXKijc/s320/october+and+november+family+and+dog+pics+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, last but not least, here are the newest tries at being pathetic. I hope that we've made Sam proud. It's a lot of work being this pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RYSyQcYHCzI/AAAAAAAAABM/zIzNp58y3Fo/s1600-h/october+and+november+family+and+dog+pics+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009324681107802930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RYSyQcYHCzI/AAAAAAAAABM/zIzNp58y3Fo/s320/october+and+november+family+and+dog+pics+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&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;Hope you all enjoyed our newest pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and drool,&lt;br /&gt;Kel and Smokey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-995302097440478409?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/995302097440478409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=995302097440478409&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/995302097440478409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/995302097440478409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/12/not-much-to-talk-about-but-heres-some.html' title='Not much to talk about, but here&apos;s some pics'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/RYSv3sYHCrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IldANPzl0P8/s72-c/october+and+november+family+and+dog+pics+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-2588922934826551525</id><published>2006-12-16T20:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T20:35:55.428-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh oh, we've been tagged.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, here are the things I wish for on Christmas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A delicious plate of Christmas dinner&lt;br /&gt;2. A delicious plate of Christmas dessert&lt;br /&gt;3. Happiness and peace for all my furry friends (I know, I'm a sap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I don't want? That's easy...&lt;br /&gt;1. Dry dog food for Christmas dinner and/or dessert&lt;br /&gt;2. Warm weather ...... YUCK. (Bring on the SNOW)&lt;br /&gt;3. Sadness, hunger, illness, or anything else bad for any of my furry friends (still sappy, sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rules:The player of this game starts with "3 things he/she would love to get for Christmas", and then lists "3 things he/she definitely does not want to get for Christmas." Then, he/she tags 5 friends and lists their names. The ones who get tagged need to write on their blogs about their Christmas wishes, as well as state this rule clearly, then tag 5 more victims. And, the one who tags, needs to leave a comment that says, "You've been Christmas tagged!" in their comments and tell them to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I will tag the following: Dusty Doodles, Turbo, FuFu, Opy, and last but not least, Macy and Maleachai.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Howlidays to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kel and Smokey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-2588922934826551525?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/2588922934826551525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=2588922934826551525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2588922934826551525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2588922934826551525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/12/uh-oh-weve-been-tagged.html' title='Uh oh, we&apos;ve been tagged.....'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-2448318868739702360</id><published>2006-12-13T23:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T00:00:32.327-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New hard red thing...</title><content type='html'>Mom was in an exceptionally good mood today.  She's starting a new job with Holly's mom (my foster mom) next Monday.   She seems really excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, she went to the doctor (vet?) and got a hard red thing on her leg.  It smells funny and when you lick it, it's really scratchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also today, she kept asking me how someone could not love me.  What the heck does that mean?  She says that the person who turned me out must not have had much of a heart because I'm beautiful and the love of her life.  She even told my dad that when he got home from work!  She must be on some good medication!  Ha Ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back with more soon and some pics this weekend!  I hope everypup (and all furry friends) are doing well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Drool,&lt;br /&gt;Kel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-2448318868739702360?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/2448318868739702360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=2448318868739702360&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2448318868739702360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2448318868739702360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-hard-red-thing.html' title='New hard red thing...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-2202059342463858205</id><published>2006-12-12T23:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T00:00:26.349-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's getting better........s   l   o  w   l   y .....</title><content type='html'>Well, thank you to all of you who have inquired bouts my mom.  She's getting better slowly.  We're trying to help her out with getting round the house and stuff, but it seems like we end up in the way more often than not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a couple of really bad days where she was crying a lot.  There was nothing we could do to make her smile.  I tried too.  I gave kisses (them teardrops are salty), I tried to be the cutest I could be and rolled on my back to "air it out" which normally makes her tell me how silly I am and giggle.  I tried everything I could think of.  I even made noises I don't normally make (I'm not a very vocal husky boy), but I did it, I woowooo'd and I barked, and I wimpered.  I did all of it for her.  Nothing doin.  She just cried and hugged me so tight I was choking.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad says that she's depressed cuz she can't get around so well.  I guess when you've got 4 legs and one goes bad, it's not that big of deal to get around cuz you've got three others, but when you're a biped and one goes bad, it's hard to get around on just one.  She sure wasn't taking it very well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lasted for last Friday, Saturday, AND Sunday.  Who knew you could cry so much?!  Anyway, she seems to be doing a little better with it.  She still can't get around so well, but she's smiling more which is nice.  Plus, now she thinks we're cute again.  She apologized to us for "neglecting"us.  I'm not sure what that means, but to me it meant carrots (YUM) and kisses and hugs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you all are having a great holiday season! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you all soon!&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey and Smokey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-2202059342463858205?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/2202059342463858205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=2202059342463858205&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2202059342463858205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/2202059342463858205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/12/moms-getting-betters-l-o-w-l-y.html' title='Mom&apos;s getting better........s   l   o  w   l   y .....'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-6347960023279988360</id><published>2006-12-06T16:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T18:22:49.385-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry it's been so long...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hurooo all!  Sorry it's been so long since our last post!  Seems like forever since we've been able to use the computer,  but it's been really crazy around here.   Our human mom had to have surgery on one of her walking legs.  She was gone for a night in the hospital, and since she's come home she has been just sitting in the big chair in the living room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think she feels too good because she's not as happy as she was before she spent the night at the hospital.  I hope she starts feeling better soon, because I miss my happy mommy.  She still tries to make sure we get a lot of kisses though, which I am happy about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;How's everyone else been?  Looks like Samuel (from Holly's house) has been up to no good (at least pouting and itching).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope that all is well with everyone and that you forgive me for not blogging recently.  I felt like I needed to be by my human mom's side to comfort her.  She took a picture of me doing just that, and I will post it soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-6347960023279988360?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/6347960023279988360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=6347960023279988360&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/6347960023279988360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/6347960023279988360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/12/sorry-its-been-so-long.html' title='Sorry it&apos;s been so long...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-1826866281684059127</id><published>2006-11-22T23:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T23:52:29.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving to all (humes included).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My humom says that Thanksgiving Day is a day to be thankful for the things you have in life. I'm not sure if that means I'm sposed to be thankful for the toys I have or the warm bed I getta sleep in. I'm going to go with the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for the nummy food I get every day. I'm thankful for the cold fresh water I get to drink and for the doggie door that leads me out into my back yard where I get to play anytime that I want. I'm thankful for always having the option to come back into the house when I want to (unlike when I was out running loose).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for the pool I get to play in when it's hot outside and the vents I get to lay on when I'm hot (they blow out cold air).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for Smokey who I get to play with and love very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for Holly's mom, because without her, I could be on Rainbow Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, I'm thankful for the faces I get to lick at home. I'm thankful for the hugs I get, the love I get, and the love I get to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are all of you thankful for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-1826866281684059127?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/1826866281684059127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=1826866281684059127&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/1826866281684059127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/1826866281684059127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/11/thanksgiving_22.html' title='Thanksgiving....'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-4301424653544543792</id><published>2006-11-22T23:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T23:52:03.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving....</title><content type='html'>Happy Thanksgiving to all (humes included). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My humom says that Thanksgiving Day is a day to be thankful for the things you have in life.  I'm not sure if that means I'm sposed to be thankful for the toys I have or the warm bed I getta sleep in.  I'm going to go with the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for the nummy food I get every day.  I'm thankful for the cold fresh water I get to drink and for the doggie door that leads me out into my back yard where I get to play anytime that I want.  I'm thankful for always having the option to come back into the house when I want to (unlike when I was out running loose). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for the pool I get to play in when it's hot outside and the vents I get to lay on when I'm hot (they blow out cold air).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for Smokey who I get to play with and love very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for Holly's mom, because without her, I could be on Rainbow Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, I'm thankful for the faces I get to lick at home.  I'm thankful for the hugs I get, the love I get, and the love I get to give. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are all of you thankful for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-4301424653544543792?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/4301424653544543792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=4301424653544543792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/4301424653544543792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/4301424653544543792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving....'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-116402993147992203</id><published>2006-11-20T07:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T07:38:51.493-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, the weekend is over, but it's ok with me because my hudad is on vacation all week long. I'm not sure what that means, but I overheard mom and him talking about him being home all week and something about when to make the turkey and stuff which I am excited about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/1600/kelsey%20and%20smokey%20bein%20silly%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/320/kelsey%20and%20smokey%20bein%20silly%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's a picture of the nummies my humom makes for us.  It gots carrots that are crunchy, green beans, cooked chicken, sliced crunchy apples, and punkin from a can with just a touch of dry food and my medicine.   It's deeeeellliiiicccious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mom says it is good for me, but who cares bout that?  I just know it tastes really good and is fun to eat cuz it's got all different feelings on my mouth when I eat it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I was talking to my mom the other night and she told me about it being Shula Mae's anniversay since she left us for Rainbow Bridge.  Shula Mae used to live at Holly's House (&lt;a href="http://hollyshouse5.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://hollyshouse5.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)  I met Shula once, and I have to tell you that she was a wonderful girl.  She was cute the way she pranced and her little yippy husky bark was outta this world!  She is still missed every single day but we'll meet again at Rainbow Bridge where we'll play and play!  Here's a WoowoOooooOOOoo to you Shula. WOOOOOOO wooooooooWOoooooooOOooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-116402993147992203?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/116402993147992203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=116402993147992203&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116402993147992203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116402993147992203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/11/weekends-over.html' title='Weekends over'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-116366790642172124</id><published>2006-11-16T03:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T03:05:06.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You all should be proud of me.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I've been working on making the human woman crazy and I think I've gotten it done...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Lastnight when Smokey ate his chicken and vegetables mixed with dry food, he instantly threw up.  I think he ate too fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I happened to be there when it happened and the food was still looking good so I ATE IT!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mom screamed and tried to stop me but that made me eat it faster.  It was great!  I think she seriously almost lost it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on and crazy your humes up a bit more with this stunt!  Guaranteed to work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-116366790642172124?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/116366790642172124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=116366790642172124&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116366790642172124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116366790642172124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-all-should-be-proud-of-me.html' title='You all should be proud of me.....'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-116294002098982003</id><published>2006-11-07T16:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T16:53:41.003-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Big old spiders.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/1600/more%20misc%20pics%20162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/400/more%20misc%20pics%20162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ha ROoooooooo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, today my humom found a great big wolf spider and she started freaking out. It was fun to watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She put both her legs up on the chair and squealed and squealed until my hudad caught it and took it outside, which didn't make her at all happy because that means that it could come back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he caught it, she ran up three flights of stairs (not an easy feat after eating so much garbage food--none of which she'll share with us) and locked herself in the bathroom. I guess she thought dad was going to chase her around with it or something. She finally came out of the bathroom after about 3 minutes of asking over and over again "Where's the spider?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite amuzing. Anyway, how scary can it be? It is part wolf which is part canine which is what I am. Duh. Stoopid hoomans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is well in your homes and that HULA is going strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-116294002098982003?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/116294002098982003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=116294002098982003&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116294002098982003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116294002098982003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/11/big-old-spiders.html' title='Big old spiders.....'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-116274945106198596</id><published>2006-11-05T11:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T11:59:17.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/1600/Puppy%20Pictures%20September%2006%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/320/Puppy%20Pictures%20September%2006%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, it's football Sunday and my family didn't leave for the field. They're all here and have been all weekend! I hope this means that my boy's football season is over because I sure miss them when they're away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a lazy day. Just hangin round the house. Still waiting for the rest of that punkin I had yesterday. I only got half of it down before she took it away. Here's a couple pics of me sleeping on my mom's bed. Doesn't it look comfy? I even stole her body pillow for my own use!  If you look closely, you can see her flannel lounge pants on the bed beside me (they're blue checkered) I hope you all have had a wonderful weekend with your families too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/1600/Puppy%20Pictures%20September%2006%20003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/320/Puppy%20Pictures%20September%2006%20003.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Drool and kisses, Kel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-116274945106198596?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/116274945106198596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=116274945106198596&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116274945106198596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116274945106198596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/11/football-sunday.html' title='Football Sunday'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-116268270701442485</id><published>2006-11-04T17:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T17:30:12.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pics of us beautiful boys...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What a handsome pair of guys!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/1600/Puppy%20Pictures%20September%2006%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/320/Puppy%20Pictures%20September%2006%20017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/1600/October%20puppy%20pics%20with%20pumpkins%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/320/October%20puppy%20pics%20with%20pumpkins%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is just after I had eaten a cookie and I was getting up and still licking my chops. Not a very flattering pic, I'll admit, but I didn't snap it, my mom did. What was she thinking?&lt;/span&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;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's my handsomeness sleeping on the loveseat like the royal beast that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/1600/October%20puppy%20pics%20with%20pumpkins%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/320/October%20puppy%20pics%20with%20pumpkins%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/1600/October%20puppy%20pics%20with%20pumpkins%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" height="177" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/200/October%20puppy%20pics%20with%20pumpkins%20012.jpg" width="225" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smokey is on the sofa cuddling with a pillow. I have to admit that I have an awesome brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-116268270701442485?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/116268270701442485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=116268270701442485&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116268270701442485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116268270701442485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/11/more-pics-of-us-beautiful-boys.html' title='More Pics of us beautiful boys...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-116268161295987139</id><published>2006-11-04T16:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T17:16:28.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Punkins are AWESOME!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/1600/October%20puppy%20pics%20with%20pumpkins%20022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/320/October%20puppy%20pics%20with%20pumpkins%20022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my mom about &lt;a href="http://dustydoodles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dusty Doodles&lt;/a&gt; and his awesome punkin pics do you know what she did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went out and bought me and Smokey each our very own punkin! I think she's finally lost it! Dad apparently thought she was nuts too and so did the person at the store (from what I heard them talking about).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's me with my firstest punkin ever! Mom rolled it down the hill and I chased it and carried it around in my teeth and then I realized that it was delicious! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/1600/October%20puppy%20pics%20with%20pumpkins%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/320/October%20puppy%20pics%20with%20pumpkins%20028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Smokey with his. He really didn't know what to do with it at first, but he caught on really quickly after watching me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/1600/October%20puppy%20pics%20with%20pumpkins%20033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/320/October%20puppy%20pics%20with%20pumpkins%20033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's me feelin fat and sassy. I've eaten about half of the punkin and I have to say that it was amazing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mom took the punkins away after we started slowing down on our munching. She put them in the refrigerator, so I think we get more tomorrow! Woooo WOOOOOOOOoooooooooooo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/1600/October%20puppy%20pics%20with%20pumpkins%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/200/October%20puppy%20pics%20with%20pumpkins%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-116268161295987139?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/116268161295987139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=116268161295987139&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116268161295987139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116268161295987139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/11/punkins-are-awesome.html' title='Punkins are AWESOME!!!'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-116253712215565261</id><published>2006-11-03T00:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T01:07:15.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All about Holly's mom...</title><content type='html'>Well, not many of you know this, but Holly's mom is my foster mom. Yup, she took me into her home for almost a whole year before she found my forever family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was running loose on the streets of Missouri. I was cold, thin, scared of human contact, and a real mess. A dog catcher got me and put me in a yucky shelter. I was there for awhile and then this kind stranger came and got me and took me home with her. It was a long car ride and I wasn't sure where we were going or what to expect when I got there. I was scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to her house, I met Samuel and Abbey. I got food, cuddles (which I absolutely hated) and a warm soft place to sleep. At last, a home. But getting used to having siblings was a hard thing to do. Samuel and I weren't exactly buddies. I got hurt more than once and had to go to the doctors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost a year later, I was fattened up, more confident, and apparently ready for a forever home. Janice (that's my foster mom) found my forever mom (Cody) through a woman in Lincoln, NE at the husky rescue there. We met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jumped on the new woman's car and scratched it, but she didn't care. Smokey and I got to meet and we got along pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was the home visit. Janice and I got in the Siberian Subaru and went to Cody and Tim's house. I got to run all over it and smell stuff I hadn't smelled before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janice left me there to stay the night for a trial. I didn't do so well. I made messes in the house and Smokey and I didn't get along. My new mom cried and didn't want to keep me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she called Janice and they talked, my new mom decided to stick it out and now I'm my new mom's best friend! (another good thing, my new mom and my foster mom are really good friends too so I get to see my foster mom a lot which is good, because sometimes I miss her). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cuddle, play, give kisses, I get spoiled... It's a perfect union.  It's been 3 years now and I'm happy that it all worked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janice is always in my heart. She gave me the chance that somebody else didn't. She gave me my first taste at what a family was and she truly loved be like nobody had before. She also found me the home that is my forever home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All dogs should be lucky like me. My life didn't start out so great, but thanks to Janice, it's perfect now. I hope Janice always knows that I love her. I hope she knows that I thank her for all that she did for me (even holding me down on the bed and forcing me to let her pet me. I know now that it was something that I had to learn to like after being mistreated and not trusting humans and while I didn't like it at the time, if she wouldn't have done it, I would have missed out on so much love).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to all you dogs out there, make sure that you give lots of love to your foster mom, forever mom, or just any mom that you've got because they're really special people to love us like they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janice, if you see this, or if Holly tells you about it, remember that I, Kelsey, ruv you very much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-116253712215565261?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/116253712215565261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=116253712215565261&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116253712215565261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116253712215565261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/11/all-about-hollys-mom.html' title='All about Holly&apos;s mom...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-116217599905575029</id><published>2006-10-29T20:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:42:26.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend's over...</title><content type='html'>Well, it was a pretty uneventful weekend. Mom was sick so she pretty much slept a lot. BORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took Smokey to see Dr. Osterholm on Friday though. Turns out the lump on his neck is a papilloma and is benign (not sure what those two things mean, but mom said them and she seemed happy about it, so I guess it's good news). Mom has to put medicine on it a couple of times a day and poor Smokey got his neck shaved. He looks stupid with that big bald spot, but I don't want to tell him that and hurt his feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom had that stupid camera thingy out on Saturday and was taking pictures of us. Sometimes I wish I could tell her that enough is enough. She sees us all the time, why does she need to take pictures? Crazy woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is warm today (70). I'm still hoping for a trip to Colorado. Turbo offered me a ride and Holly said that her clan would like to go too.  So, what time will Turbo be in Omaha?  I've got to go to Turbo's blog and find out.  I'm excited!  WOoooooooo wooooooooooooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing else new here.  As soon as those pictures are in the computer, I'll get them put on the post to share with you guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a great week and I'll talk to you soon!&lt;br /&gt;Kel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-116217599905575029?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/116217599905575029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=116217599905575029&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116217599905575029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116217599905575029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/10/weekends-over.html' title='Weekend&apos;s over...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-116194309073286891</id><published>2006-10-27T04:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T04:58:58.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna go to COLORADO...... NOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello everyone! I don't know if your humes have had the box with the people in it on lately, but mine have and there's a man inside that said something about snow in a place called Colorado. He said there was a lot of snow--something like 3 feet (which makes me curious about the shoes they're wearin with only 3 feet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I want to go there NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine the drifts of snow we could pounce in and the tall piles of it to dig in? I'm a husky dog and we husky dogs LOVE our snow. We love the way it smells, feels, tastes, looks, crunches under our toes, EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if that much snow will come to Nebraska. I'm sure my mom and dad wouldn't like it, but Smokey and I would LOVE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the box with the people in it and see what he says about snow coming to your area. It's a very exciting time when that happens!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-116194309073286891?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/116194309073286891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=116194309073286891&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116194309073286891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116194309073286891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-wanna-go-to-colorado-now.html' title='I wanna go to COLORADO...... NOW'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-116192813434625125</id><published>2006-10-27T00:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T00:51:16.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The night of the scary people.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, hello to all. I have be giving Halloween a lot of thought these past few days. Every year, these scary humans show up wearing goofy clothes. I get rather excited when I hear the doorbell ring (I like visitors...A LOT) and then my mom opens the door and there is some scary person asking for candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to lie to you, it kinda freaks me out a little (ok, a lot). Not to mention all the anger that gets built up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this day all about? Some of them are small people and some are bigger ones. Mom and dad say nice things to them like "aren't you darling" and "oh my, you're cute" UM HELLO?!?!?!?!?! What 'bout ME?? I'm cute and darling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Are they all furry and soft and full of slobbery kisses? Who is it that cuddles with you when you're sad or cold or just tired and makes you laugh when you're upset? ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who chews your shoes, opens the cabinets to take canned foods out into the yard, and scratches and claws at you? ME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;What about the kisses I give? You know, the ones where I smush my pink wet nose on your lips and drag my overbite just enough so that you feel my front teeth on your chin? Hmmm??? Have you forgotten about that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe I need to distort my face, show my teeth, growl, and foam at the mouth a bit to be "oh just so cute"? Listen lady, I'll do it. I swear I will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry, I had to vent. I am hoping my hume will read this later and maybe remember that it is I, KELSEY that gives her so much joy and deserves to be the "darling" one. Ok, and maybe Smokey too. He is my brother and I will give him props.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope that all of you other furry critters out there get at least one of those "darlings" on Halloween night. I know I'm going to do WHATEVER it takes to get one here in Omaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed by the "darling" ones in Omaha (even if our humom doesn't see it) hmpffhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-116192813434625125?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/116192813434625125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=116192813434625125&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116192813434625125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116192813434625125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/10/night-of-scary-people.html' title='The night of the scary people.....'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-116184262895838863</id><published>2006-10-26T00:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T01:03:48.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have many questions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I spent the day pondering things while my mom slept.  Ready?  There's a lot I need to know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;1.  When your hume brushes you outside and it's windy, where does all the hair go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;2.  When we meet new dogs, we give'm a good ole' sniffin.  When humes meet new humes, they shake hands.  Why don't they give'm a good ole' sniffin?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;3.  Still wondering what the guy that comes over on Monday's is doing taking my poop out of the yard.  Why does he want it?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;4.  Why do I only want the things I can't have and then once you finally cave in and give it to me, do I not want it anymore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;5.  Why can't I have the animals I catch in the back yard to keep as toys (or snacks)?  I caught them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-116184262895838863?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/116184262895838863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=116184262895838863&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116184262895838863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116184262895838863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-have-many-questions.html' title='I have many questions...'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-116131485322367165</id><published>2006-10-19T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T22:27:33.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>By the way......</title><content type='html'>Helloooo!  Smokey here.  Kelsey finally stopped hogging the computer long enough for me to get my two cents worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm the one that barks a lot, but it's just because I'm old and wise and have a lot to say.  Also, I am not a weenie as Kelsey likes to say that I am...I am just not as young as I used to be and I don't see the point in running around like my tail is on fire all the time, like he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do find comfort in the normal daily things like sleeping on the furniture, getting my belly rubbed, sniffing my humes hair, and licking my butt.  These are normal daily things that I find absolutely relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that Kelsey put pictures of both of us on the website, however, I feel like they don't really capture my true beauty and he chose the ones of him that do.  I will have to dig for some good ones of myself when he's not around, unless he drooled on them all when he was digging through them.  Hard to say with that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like having a brother, but I don't always like having to share everything.  I know it's the only fair thing to do, but I don't necessarily enjoy it.  I do like the chicken and green beans we get and that was something we get because of Kelsey being overweight, so I guess that's a good thing about his being here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do like that my humom spends more time brushing him and less time brushing me.  He's got more hair and I enjoy watching him be tortured.  It's fun.  He runs around and barks like he's scared or mad, but I think he kinda enjoys the attention.  I'd rather have a good scritchin' behind the ears any day of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you furry friends get a chance, check out my humom's website.  It's &lt;a href="http://www.cjanimalrightsgroup.com"&gt;www.cjanimalrightsgroup.com&lt;/a&gt;  She and Hollybollyboo's humom have a animal rights group and the website is full of information about safety and stuff that helps to keep us furry friends safe.  Good information for your humans to read.  Also, there's a kids page for the younger humes in your homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smokey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-116131485322367165?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/116131485322367165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=116131485322367165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116131485322367165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116131485322367165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/10/by-way.html' title='By the way......'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-116106893000283083</id><published>2006-10-17T01:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T21:23:04.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yucky day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, it has been a yucky day according to my humom. The weather is nice and cool and the mist isn't really bothering me cuz I've got husky hair. Not sure if it's bothering Smokey too much though, he's just layin around being lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My humom said she found a lump on Smokey under his right ear. She seemed really freaked out about it. Mom always freaks out when one of us has even the smallest things wrong. Looks like poor old Smokey has to go to the doctors this Saturday to get it checked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm healthy though. I've not had a seizure in over a month and my weight is getting under control. My humom is very happy with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago she gave us some nummies and I mushed it onto her bed with my pink snout. She now calls me Mush Mush. I think it's cute and when she says it, my tail wags a lot. I'm not sure why it does that. It just does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I better go back to sleep. Dad doesn't know I'm on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-116106893000283083?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/116106893000283083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=116106893000283083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116106893000283083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116106893000283083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/10/yucky-day.html' title='Yucky day'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-116064104497628216</id><published>2006-10-12T02:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T03:17:25.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Beans Galore</title><content type='html'>Well, our humom went to the place where she goes and comes home with bags of food.  She brought us home something she calls green beans.  She says they're fresh and that they are good for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was skeptical at first.  I mean, someone comes to you with something skinny and green to eat and it smells like grass (which you're normally in trouble for diggin up and eating to begin with)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, she wants us to EAT these things.  I am normally not shy about food, so I bite onto the cold green food...crunch....crunch........................crunch.................YUMMY!  This new fresh food is delicious!  Crispier than grass, tasty, juicy, and good for me too?  My humom sure is smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg and beg for more and so does Smokey.  We love our new green cold beans.   I think we've had them cooked before, but then they were mushy and didn't taste the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope all of you other furry friends reading this ask your humom and hudad for some of them.  They're good for you and really tasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later,&lt;br /&gt;Kel &amp;amp; Smokey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-116064104497628216?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/116064104497628216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=116064104497628216&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116064104497628216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116064104497628216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/10/green-beans-galore.html' title='Green Beans Galore'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-116044596655455669</id><published>2006-10-09T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T21:17:36.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/1600/Puppy%20Pictures%20September%2006%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="178" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/320/Puppy%20Pictures%20September%2006%20011.jpg" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, no rain like my humom promised. No matter though, it was chilly out and I got to run around out in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My humom and hudad bought yet another child safety lock for the cabinet with the trash can in it. Guess what, I STILL got it open while they were sleeping last night. I don't think they were as amused as I was that I got it open. Oh well, I guess they'll try another kind of latch someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to let you all know that the temperature in Omaha will be getting pretty darn cold. Add some snow and it'll be perfecto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smokey and I like to frolic in the snow. I &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/1600/more%20misc%20pics%20181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="175" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/320/more%20misc%20pics%20181.jpg" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;especially like when the snow drifts and I can run through it.  I also like when my humes shovel it off the deck and I can run into the flying snow and bite at it.  Only thing is that it makes my teeth cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning the man that comes to take away our poopie came again.  I barked at him a lot.  He seems nice and pets us both when we come out to see him in the yard.  I just don't understand why he wants our poopies.  What could a human possibly need with it??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else to report here.  I am glad that I'm meeting all of the other furry friends on dog blog and hope to meet more and more! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Tuesday!  (oh, and if you know why the human takes our poopie, could you please enlighten me?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kel and Smokey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-116044596655455669?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/116044596655455669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=116044596655455669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116044596655455669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116044596655455669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/10/monday-monday.html' title='Monday Monday'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-116021158825366716</id><published>2006-10-07T02:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T03:59:48.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for the weekend!</title><content type='html'>Well, my humom says the weather is supposed to be really nice (possible rain)...we know what that means, THE DIRT WILL BE AWESOME FOR DIGGING!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go out and get my white paws all goopy in the dirt.  I can feel it now-grass between my toes, fur all clumpy with mud, oh the smell of it.  I don't know what could be better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the real fun comes...I go in through the doggie door, lightening fast so she can't catch me with that towel she's holding to wipe off my feet, I slide all around on the shiny floor in the kitchen, making sure to get each corner of it nice and sloppy.  Then I'm off to the rooms with the furry floors (my humom says it's something called carpet or something like that).  Then, onto the furniture (couch, chair, and beds).  Oh what fun I'm going to have! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smokey doesn't usually partake in this fun.  He's to proper for that.  He just watches me thinking that he's better than me.  Silly fool, he doesn't know what he's a missin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, when my humom tries to get me into the box with the hose and water to wash me off, I'll run like mad out the doggie door again so she can't catch me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be sooooo much fun!  Wooooooooo  woooooooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I do to make my humom crazy...&lt;br /&gt;          1.  Open the toilet lids with my nose.  (I don't drink from there, but she doesn't know that and it's fun to keep her guessing)&lt;br /&gt;          2.  Nip and bite her while she's sleeping.  Why doesn't she understand that I just wanna play?&lt;br /&gt;        3.  Get into the trash and cover the shiny floor with it.&lt;br /&gt;        4.  Open cases of pop and hide the cans all around the house...hide and seek anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all  my canine friends have great weekends and that they have many adventures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo woo,&lt;br /&gt;Kel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-116021158825366716?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/116021158825366716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=116021158825366716&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116021158825366716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/116021158825366716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/10/ready-for-weekend.html' title='Ready for the weekend!'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-115961291561542669</id><published>2006-09-30T05:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T06:12:35.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, it's Wednesday and I've been far too busy playing with my family to get to the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saturday, I chased my mom around the coffee table. She ran and ran and I followed. It was so much fun. Smokey even got in on the action. We both chased her and Smokey was biting her in the butt and then she'd scream and run faster. I jumped up on the sofa and tried to get her arm, but she was running too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love when we play like that. Sunday, mom, dad, and my boy were gone most of the day. Something to do with that ball my boy has that isn't quite round, but is more of an oval. I think it's called feetball, but I'm not sure. Since I can't get it into my mouth, I don't much care about it. Anyway, with them gone and the house nice and quiet (except for the radio which is nice), Smokey and I got to relax all day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When they got home, they smelled like food. I think they went and had some nummies that we weren't allowed to have. It smelled so good. I was just glad they were home though. They seemed really glad to see me too. Mom was doing her baby talk thing, which I think is annoying, but she loves doing it so much that I play like I like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tonight there is no feetball practice so I will get to spend the whole evening with my family. I will let you know what kind of fun we have tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Talk to you soon,&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-115961291561542669?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/115961291561542669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=115961291561542669&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/115961291561542669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/115961291561542669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/09/weekend-fun.html' title='Weekend Fun'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-115956444907821469</id><published>2006-09-29T16:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T16:18:01.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/1600/more%20misc%20pics%20080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/320/more%20misc%20pics%20080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my human dad, Tim. He was cuddling with me on the loveseat. Smokey was getting jealous (what else is new) because he wasn't getting cuddled just then. He got over it when our boy (Chauncey) cuddled him. Then we were both pretty happy.&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;This is me. It is Christmas of 2005 and I'm hoping that someone will scritch my tummy. If not, it really doesn't matter because I'm too cute for words. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/1600/more%20misc%20pics%20042.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/1600/more%20misc%20pics%20042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/320/more%20misc%20pics%20042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/1600/more%20misc%20pics%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/991/3916/320/more%20misc%20pics%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is Smokey, my brother. Here he is lying in the basement. Our humes like to go down there in the winter months and play with these shiney balls on a really large table. They call it pool, but honestly, I don't see any water. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-115956444907821469?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/115956444907821469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=115956444907821469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/115956444907821469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/115956444907821469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/09/our-pics.html' title='Our pics'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35229587.post-115952233018139746</id><published>2006-09-29T04:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T04:51:52.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our first blog</title><content type='html'>Well, let me tell you a little about us. My name is Kelsey and I am a 5 year old white Siberian Husky. I was rescued by my foster mommy Janice. She made me healthy and learn to love being petted and kissed. At her house, I had two cats to play with, a step brother Samuel, and a step sister Abbey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 9 months, she found me a home with my new forever family of humes. Tim is my daddy now. He gets down on the floor and plays with me. He knows that I always win when we wrestle, but he does it anyway.  He makes funny noises that make my head go from side to side.  He also throws the ball for me and lets me wear his hat sometimes.  I think he is lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new forever mommy is Cody. She loves me like no other. Even when I chew up her shoes, purses, wallets, watches, belts, furniture (do you see a trend?), she doesn't get mad at me. She kisses me on my pink nose and cleans up the mess.  Just yesterday when I chewed the bands off both ends of her watch (dad found the face of it in the back yard buried in the dirt...I gotta start digging deeper holes for my treasures) she just put it in the trash and rubbed my head.  She's the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new forever best friend is Chauncey. He is 13 (9 when I moved in). He is full of energy and plays with me a lot. He likes to rub my head, you know the spot, right between my ears. It feels so good. He also gives me plenty of kisses and hugs.  I'm not a big fan of the hugs, but the kisses on my nose are great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's Smokey. He's the brother I was telling you about. He's 9 and is a Shepard mix. He is really nice and lets me be the alpha. He plays tug o war with me and runs around the back yard with me and lots of other fun stuff. He even lets me drool all over his head and ears when we play and doesn't seem to mind. He sure does bark a lot though.  Makes my ears ring.  I like to watch him go down the stairs on the deck and then I lay right at the top step so he can't come back up.  It's not very nice of me, but it's fun.  We like playing in the snow together and in our pool that mom got us for the summer months.  Big brothers are cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today when my mommy got home, Chauncey was sitting on the couch (he should have been on the bus). He apparently couldn't find his binder (which I had thoughtfully put out in the back yard via the doggy door). Mom told him to go out and look and what do you know, he found it right at the bottom of the steps where I placed it for easy visualization. Silly boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy works the night shift at a hospital. I like this because Smokey and I are not home alone very often. During the day while she is sleeping, she lets me crawl up in bed with her and we snuggle. Smokey doesn't like this though so he goes into the guest bedroom (aka our room) and sleeps on the queen size guest bed (aka our bed).   Mom turns on the ceiling fan for us so that we don't get hot.  Granted the a/c is on, but we have on fur coats and get warm easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a few weeks ago when mom was sleeping, I went into a seizure (I'm epileptic) and fell right off the bed. I think I got my head stuck under there because when I came to, mom was standing over me talking calmly and the bed was moved. She always talks softly to me when this happens. It makes me feel comforted and safe. She must really love me because she broke the bed moving it. This is a good feeling because my life before her and my foster mommy wasn't very good. I'm glad my foster mommy came to get me. I love her and I love my forever family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry that I am writing so much, but this is my first blog and as a dog, I can't really talk (aside from an occasional woo woo and barking at the neighbors) so this typing thing is really neat.  Smokey wants to type too so you may see a future blog from him.  He's usually too busy barking to care about anything else, but who knows, maybe he'll take a break from it and fill you in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna hear a joke? What do you call a Husky? Doesn't matter, he's stubborn and won't listen anyway. WWOOOOOOO WOOOOOOO....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will attach some photos of myself and my brother sometime soon so that you can enjoy them. I just have to ask mom if she'll let me use the digital camera. She tends to frown on the drool I get all over the screen and lense, but I'll try to be careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy my blog and that you come back often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35229587-115952233018139746?l=kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/feeds/115952233018139746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35229587&amp;postID=115952233018139746&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/115952233018139746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35229587/posts/default/115952233018139746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseyandsmokey.blogspot.com/2006/09/our-first-blog.html' title='Our first blog'/><author><name>Kelsey and Smokey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05629273938552986077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ErNEM9wI8as/SnDb00_nGYI/AAAAAAAAALg/-ZHdrx0RJco/S220/Kelsey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
