<?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-14039042</id><updated>2011-11-23T14:33:42.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs Of A Spoiled Poodle</title><subtitle type='html'>Chelsea the canine supermodel shares her daily diary with you.


SIT. STAY. GOOD BLOG!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>475</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-5102898567991105305</id><published>2008-10-21T11:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T12:16:29.254-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b725b6905f12443" 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://v24.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0b725b6905f12443%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330120098%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2163E0BCEF9542997E1B7CB833961F522A60ED7E.38E634135966DDE108E97BE9B683943667B0A653%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db725b6905f12443%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhRbjog9MUlvB1YafWPV9kNCFuKU&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://v24.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0b725b6905f12443%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330120098%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2163E0BCEF9542997E1B7CB833961F522A60ED7E.38E634135966DDE108E97BE9B683943667B0A653%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db725b6905f12443%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhRbjog9MUlvB1YafWPV9kNCFuKU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mama made this video about me because we are best friends. Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14039042-5102898567991105305?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b725b6905f12443&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/5102898567991105305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=5102898567991105305' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/5102898567991105305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/5102898567991105305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-best-friend.html' title='My Best Friend'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-790620503152396417</id><published>2008-10-20T21:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:15:47.628-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here is me and my mama going down the slide at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1b289d732e61c899" 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://v9.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1b289d732e61c899%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330120098%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D619D1B2BC9813373D78D5F2E11112193E301DEA0.4A7C6BE56471159E2CB9DB01C942881288140AD6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1b289d732e61c899%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvpMnfYjN_wyfFszO5sAmi0bi3hA&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://v9.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1b289d732e61c899%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330120098%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D619D1B2BC9813373D78D5F2E11112193E301DEA0.4A7C6BE56471159E2CB9DB01C942881288140AD6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1b289d732e61c899%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvpMnfYjN_wyfFszO5sAmi0bi3hA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14039042-790620503152396417?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1b289d732e61c899&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/790620503152396417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=790620503152396417' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/790620503152396417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/790620503152396417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2008/10/here-is-me-and-my-mama-going-down-slide.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-50245214038465786</id><published>2008-10-08T19:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T19:38:21.498-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and my mom</title><content type='html'>Mom and I have been cuddling and spending more time than usual which is A LOT. We are very sentimental these days watching videos of my boyfriend T-Man the angel.&lt;br /&gt;Mom is amazed at how much he really is like me mannerisms and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my T-Man but, enjoy catching up with him on his blog from rainbow bridge.&lt;br /&gt;My mom and I love each other very much and plan on making lots of videos like T-Man's mom did. Mama is just experimenting right now. Videos to come soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SO1D4NZnpUI/AAAAAAAAARk/ZBY2SOMyfag/s1600-h/049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254930973160088898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SO1D4NZnpUI/AAAAAAAAARk/ZBY2SOMyfag/s320/049.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/14039042-50245214038465786?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/50245214038465786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=50245214038465786' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/50245214038465786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/50245214038465786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2008/10/me-and-my-mom.html' title='Me and my mom'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SO1D4NZnpUI/AAAAAAAAARk/ZBY2SOMyfag/s72-c/049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-7026145494036362982</id><published>2008-09-22T22:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:11:27.441-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Dear Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SNhbvlHpFQI/AAAAAAAAARU/IX3IlOelUWI/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today Mama came home and opened the mail. She was so excited because it was from T-Man's mom. We havn't been blogging for a long time because Mama has school and we have been doing lots of fun stuff in between. We were shocked and greatly saddened to learn that my boyfriend T-Man has passed on. T-Man's mom sent us a note with a beautiful picture of my T-Man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mama cried a lot. Even though she didn't know T-Man as well as me. He was my boyfriend afterall. Mama cried for T-Man's mom because Mama knows how much she loves me with all her heart and soul and cannot imagine what T-Man's mom must of went through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mama sends me to the groomers and feels lost without me in the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mama is so sad and so at a loss for words because she simply cannot imagine life without me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mama hugs me and tells me she loves me every 5 minutes. Normally it annoys me but, know I understand why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I myself am very sad but, I read T-Man's blog from rainbow bridge and I know he is having such a good time and running after balls and squirrels. I know he is thinking of all of his friends on dogs with blogs and he is waiting for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved T-Man soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From day one since I started blogging we hit it off. It was love at first sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, of course...he looked just like me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T-Man will always be my boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T-Man will always be special in the depths of my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THERE WILL NEVER BE ANOTHER T-MAN. I miss him so much and wish that I had checked up on him daily on his blog. I am catching up now while sitting on my mom's lap and she is crying but, laughing too....at all the great memories, photos and stories that T-man shared with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T-man had the best mom ever and the best girlfriend if I do say so myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so thrilled that he is still blogging and keeping in touch with us. We are all so blessed to have known him and continue to be blessed because of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T-man I LOVE YOU!!! Please save a hunk of cheese for me when we reunite one day for a romantic dinner. I play with the toys you sent me all the time! I especially love my stuffed purse, perfume and credit card. You really knew the way to a woman's heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rest peacefully my lovely stylish man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXOXXOOXOXOXOXXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chelsea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SNhb3X55GAI/AAAAAAAAARc/Prab7h32UT0/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249046372568078338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SNhb3X55GAI/AAAAAAAAARc/Prab7h32UT0/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14039042-7026145494036362982?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/7026145494036362982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=7026145494036362982' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/7026145494036362982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/7026145494036362982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2008/09/goodbye-dear-friend.html' title='Goodbye Dear Friend'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SNhb3X55GAI/AAAAAAAAARc/Prab7h32UT0/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-5855282914947766875</id><published>2008-05-22T16:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:56:55.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*%$$!*^% VET!!!</title><content type='html'>I am in an awful mood. Mama and Papa took me for my yearly check up at the vet today. Check up is what&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; they&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; call it. I would refer to it as an invasion of privacy, poking, prodding extravaganza. I got a clean bill of health except for two things.&lt;br /&gt;My teeth and my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently in the last year the tartar on my teeth has really become bad. The vet prescribed me to eat a special kibble that will help.  They gave me a sample and I promptly spit it out. I'm no fool. Apparently it is low in fat. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;Which is supposed to help me with my other problem....my stomach. Which the vet says I am a little chubby and should lose around 1 pound or so. It's not a lot but, for a little dog like me apparently it can make a huge impact on my health.&lt;br /&gt;No more table scraps for me.&lt;br /&gt;That damn vet.&lt;br /&gt;I need to look away now...not happy. And I am already hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SDXeb4Bz0bI/AAAAAAAAARM/Iu4yfUH9BKY/s1600-h/chelsea+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203309514974286258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SDXeb4Bz0bI/AAAAAAAAARM/Iu4yfUH9BKY/s320/chelsea+044.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/14039042-5855282914947766875?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/5855282914947766875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=5855282914947766875' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/5855282914947766875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/5855282914947766875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2008/05/vet.html' title='*%$$!*^% VET!!!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SDXeb4Bz0bI/AAAAAAAAARM/Iu4yfUH9BKY/s72-c/chelsea+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-8694627676773267344</id><published>2008-05-19T11:33:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:56:56.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! I know I have been out of the loop for a while but, I have missed you all so much!! Here are some of the things I have been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been going on long walks with my Mama. We found a great place where I can walk off leash that is safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SDGd9HFvFvI/AAAAAAAAAQU/7T_L3ik0w4M/s1600-h/chelsea+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202112717790320370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SDGd9HFvFvI/AAAAAAAAAQU/7T_L3ik0w4M/s320/chelsea+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been helping Mama and Papa entertain friends. I just love having people over!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SDGeY3FvFzI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/na9hLh3ByGI/s1600-h/Chelsea+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202113194531690290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SDGeY3FvFzI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/na9hLh3ByGI/s320/Chelsea+1.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been visiting with my neighbour and one of my best friends....Audrey. We just love visiting her and I always lick her face to oblivion which makes her laugh. Audrey gives the best back rubs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SDGeOHFvFyI/AAAAAAAAAQs/FLGb-4ckwE8/s1600-h/chelsea+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202113009848096546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SDGeOHFvFyI/AAAAAAAAAQs/FLGb-4ckwE8/s320/chelsea+014.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama has a new job and is still going to school at night so her and I spend as much as time as possible together. I love my Mama so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SDGeo3FvF1I/AAAAAAAAARE/ahOKeItHooU/s1600-h/n693300702_161841_6814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202113469409597266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SDGeo3FvF1I/AAAAAAAAARE/ahOKeItHooU/s320/n693300702_161841_6814.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am with my favorite aunt ever! She is Jessie and Jake's mom. As you can see, I monopolize all of her cuddling when they are around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SDGeknFvF0I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/SWsrfzVHz5s/s1600-h/n693300702_373992_7580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202113396395153218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SDGeknFvF0I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/SWsrfzVHz5s/s320/n693300702_373992_7580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;And of course I have been modelling all over the world. Boy, it's good to be back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SDGeI3FvFxI/AAAAAAAAAQk/PIBJ-oTgy9I/s1600-h/chelsea+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202112919653783314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SDGeI3FvFxI/AAAAAAAAAQk/PIBJ-oTgy9I/s320/chelsea+027.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SDGeDHFvFwI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Rfz__jCewPY/s1600-h/chelsea+012.jpg"&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/14039042-8694627676773267344?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/8694627676773267344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=8694627676773267344' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/8694627676773267344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/8694627676773267344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/SDGd9HFvFvI/AAAAAAAAAQU/7T_L3ik0w4M/s72-c/chelsea+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-7332236501621279995</id><published>2007-12-23T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:56:57.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HOLIDAYS!</title><content type='html'>Happy Holidays to all my four legged friends. Hope Santa Paws is good to you all!!! I myself am looking forward to opening all the presents for me under the tree! There are so many!!&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all peace, joy and a big fat hunk of steak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am at my visit with Santa. It may appear that I am flirting a bit but, that was only so that I could get what I want. I am sure T-Man won't mind since I flirted my into getting T-Man a new cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HO-HO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/R27otCh1rfI/AAAAAAAAAQM/txvTgqp0viE/s1600-h/DSCN0988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147307284601613810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/R27otCh1rfI/AAAAAAAAAQM/txvTgqp0viE/s320/DSCN0988.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/14039042-7332236501621279995?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/7332236501621279995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=7332236501621279995' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/7332236501621279995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/7332236501621279995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-holidays.html' title='HAPPY HOLIDAYS!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/R27otCh1rfI/AAAAAAAAAQM/txvTgqp0viE/s72-c/DSCN0988.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-2469107873952295972</id><published>2007-11-16T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:56:57.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From Russia with Love</title><content type='html'>I am on assignment in Russia.  A company out here is starting a new line of doggie wear and chose me (very wisely) to be their face of fashion. I am having a good time here but, it is very cold and I miss all my dogs with blogs buddies so I am just checking in to give you guys an update. Mama...who is also my agent, hairdresser, stylist, photographer, manicurist and poo picker upper - says that I only have a few more shoots to do and soon we will be returning home and I will have more time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;A girl's gotta earn her keep...until next time my canine friends....I leave you with my latest ad for the new Russian clothing line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rz5o3psBmEI/AAAAAAAAAQE/exddtNRkWaE/s1600-h/chelsea+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133655930541545538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rz5o3psBmEI/AAAAAAAAAQE/exddtNRkWaE/s320/chelsea+008.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/14039042-2469107873952295972?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/2469107873952295972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=2469107873952295972' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/2469107873952295972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/2469107873952295972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/11/from-russia-with-love.html' title='From Russia with Love'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rz5o3psBmEI/AAAAAAAAAQE/exddtNRkWaE/s72-c/chelsea+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-5640741759274197488</id><published>2007-10-28T19:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T19:16:07.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The dark side of modelling</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-53aedc26785febe8" 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://v18.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D53aedc26785febe8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330120098%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D44AA819E4B99599A05F5C9F5E4D3EFA7F16D6D32.6AB2A153042FAF16F1DDF70027B8C0DCA9284901%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D53aedc26785febe8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgvrvinmrBEyNxQiMIEeiS_PK90w&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://v18.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D53aedc26785febe8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330120098%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D44AA819E4B99599A05F5C9F5E4D3EFA7F16D6D32.6AB2A153042FAF16F1DDF70027B8C0DCA9284901%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D53aedc26785febe8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgvrvinmrBEyNxQiMIEeiS_PK90w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hi everyone. Mama has enlisted me in boot camp. My last modelling gig commented that I was a bit "pudgy" where poodles are concerned. Hmpft! The nerve! Obviously they don't know curvaceous fur balls are highly regarded.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I refuse to cut down on my portions so Mama's decided to become my personal trainer.Anyhow, I thought I'd share some footage. Mama's a real drill seargeant!!&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/14039042-5640741759274197488?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=53aedc26785febe8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/5640741759274197488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=5640741759274197488' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/5640741759274197488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/5640741759274197488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/10/dark-side-of-modelling.html' title='The dark side of modelling'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-8071433109703490372</id><published>2007-10-13T21:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:56:57.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to blogging.</title><content type='html'>I have been so busy on modelling assignments I have had no time to blog. Plus Mama is going to night school so she has no time to type for me.  Her and I made a compromise that we are going to make a concious effort to keep in touch with our friends at dogs with blogs. We really missed all you guys! Even if it is a little blurb once in a while, we promise to try and keep it up more often than not.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I must go catch up with my four footed buddies. (And some of my favorite two footed ones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RxFw3nwUuWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/HCphytXinXw/s1600-h/chelsea+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120998352163748194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RxFw3nwUuWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/HCphytXinXw/s320/chelsea+009.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/14039042-8071433109703490372?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/8071433109703490372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=8071433109703490372' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/8071433109703490372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/8071433109703490372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/10/back-to-blogging.html' title='Back to blogging.'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RxFw3nwUuWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/HCphytXinXw/s72-c/chelsea+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-8902587541149905117</id><published>2007-08-26T18:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:56:57.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop to smell the roses</title><content type='html'>I know the secret to happiness.&lt;br /&gt;To being in complete and utter bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop and smell the roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just make sure there are no wasps around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RtIA6-zmFRI/AAAAAAAAAP0/-w_fEqxzK4s/s1600-h/chelsea+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103142341056009490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RtIA6-zmFRI/AAAAAAAAAP0/-w_fEqxzK4s/s320/chelsea+030.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/14039042-8902587541149905117?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/8902587541149905117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=8902587541149905117' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/8902587541149905117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/8902587541149905117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/08/stop-to-smell-roses.html' title='Stop to smell the roses'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RtIA6-zmFRI/AAAAAAAAAP0/-w_fEqxzK4s/s72-c/chelsea+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-1975938720434206309</id><published>2007-08-19T20:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:56:58.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama is older than ever!</title><content type='html'>Mama is really old now. She had a birthday last week. I was sure to buy her some pink roses. I used my poodle points at the department store to get them. She was quite happy with them and gave me lots of kisses. Here we are enjoying her day and I am enjoying a toy bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RsjjuuzmFPI/AAAAAAAAAPk/LUmdY0iGS3w/s1600-h/chelsea+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100576969975010546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RsjjuuzmFPI/AAAAAAAAAPk/LUmdY0iGS3w/s320/chelsea+017.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama is very nice and takes really good care of me. I love her so much and appreciate everything that she does. I really don't mean to wake her up every couple of hours but, sometimes I am just bored, can't sleep or want to play. Sometimes I just want a late night snack. I promise to try and let Mama sleep more. That way she won't get anymore unnecessary wrinkles. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAMA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RsjjxuzmFQI/AAAAAAAAAPs/AaOTWARCv3Y/s1600-h/chelsea+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100577021514618114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RsjjxuzmFQI/AAAAAAAAAPs/AaOTWARCv3Y/s320/chelsea+018.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/14039042-1975938720434206309?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/1975938720434206309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=1975938720434206309' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/1975938720434206309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/1975938720434206309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/08/mama-is-older-than-ever.html' title='Mama is older than ever!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RsjjuuzmFPI/AAAAAAAAAPk/LUmdY0iGS3w/s72-c/chelsea+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-2130545884093814345</id><published>2007-08-12T21:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:00.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Pawgeniality</title><content type='html'>Sorry I have been neglecting my blog. It's just that I have been having  such a fun summer! I went to the beach with my Mama and Papa, have been to barbecues, visiting, walking a lot and just really enjoying myself. Between sleeping, eating and being Miss Congeniality I havn't had much time to blog but, will make a valliant effort to keep up with my dogs with blogs peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rr-whsEF4OI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ytZmuHMhD-o/s1600-h/chelsea+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097987396017184994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rr-whsEF4OI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ytZmuHMhD-o/s320/chelsea+037.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/14039042-2130545884093814345?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/2130545884093814345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=2130545884093814345' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/2130545884093814345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/2130545884093814345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/08/miss-pawgeniality.html' title='Miss Pawgeniality'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rr-whsEF4OI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ytZmuHMhD-o/s72-c/chelsea+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-7457097894589199490</id><published>2007-07-31T19:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:00.787-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to my good friend Oscar</title><content type='html'>Mama and I were completely and utterly devastated to hear the news about our dear blogging buddy Oscar. Mama has been crying a lot because she is so in love with me and cannot even begin to imagine what Oscar's mum and dad are going through right now.&lt;br /&gt;Mama did remind me that Oscar had a wonderful life, albeit a short one unfortunately. He had very loving parents who gave him what every dog wants and needs........LOVE. For that, we are all grateful.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss Oscar very much, he always wrote the wittiest comments on my blog and always found ways to compliment me and encourage me to be me!&lt;br /&gt;Dog with blogs will NEVER be the same without you my dear dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;We will always remember you and your incredibly gentle nature, your grand personality and your loyal friendship.&lt;br /&gt;I, for once, at a complete loss for words.&lt;br /&gt;Oscar you will be in our hearts, on our minds and in our memories forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rq_I3MEF4NI/AAAAAAAAAPU/g1vW33001eo/s1600-h/oscar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093510554036068562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rq_I3MEF4NI/AAAAAAAAAPU/g1vW33001eo/s320/oscar.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/14039042-7457097894589199490?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/7457097894589199490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=7457097894589199490' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/7457097894589199490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/7457097894589199490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/07/ode-to-my-good-friend-oscar.html' title='Ode to my good friend Oscar'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rq_I3MEF4NI/AAAAAAAAAPU/g1vW33001eo/s72-c/oscar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-6247853305922627475</id><published>2007-07-29T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:01.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama is so proud of us!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mama and I did something we never did before. She took me for a walk and let me off the leash! She has never done this before because she is terrified I will run off or get distracted and run into traffic. We went to a lovely park where I believe dead people live (Humans call it a cemetary) Mama felt that it was safe because nobody was around and the area she let me free in had no roads near it. I loved it! I was a very good girl and listened to Mama. She is so very proud of me. It is certainly a milestone for me and for Mama (You know she has a hard time letting go......)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some photos of the wonderful experience&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rq0q9MEF4JI/AAAAAAAAAO0/2kK41IxSbuA/s1600-h/chelsea+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092773984324673682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rq0q9MEF4JI/AAAAAAAAAO0/2kK41IxSbuA/s320/chelsea+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rq0rlsEF4MI/AAAAAAAAAPM/DnyGOOgszCA/s1600-h/chelsea+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092774680109375682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rq0rlsEF4MI/AAAAAAAAAPM/DnyGOOgszCA/s320/chelsea+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rq0rJ8EF4KI/AAAAAAAAAO8/zfsD5tp-wdo/s1600-h/chelsea+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092774203368005794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rq0rJ8EF4KI/AAAAAAAAAO8/zfsD5tp-wdo/s320/chelsea+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rq0rUcEF4LI/AAAAAAAAAPE/t60wwA6x4W4/s1600-h/chelsea+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092774383756632242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rq0rUcEF4LI/AAAAAAAAAPE/t60wwA6x4W4/s320/chelsea+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14039042-6247853305922627475?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/6247853305922627475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=6247853305922627475' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/6247853305922627475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/6247853305922627475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/07/mama-is-so-proud-of-us.html' title='Mama is so proud of us!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rq0q9MEF4JI/AAAAAAAAAO0/2kK41IxSbuA/s72-c/chelsea+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-5638070556065677480</id><published>2007-07-24T20:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:02.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My welcome back home pawty!</title><content type='html'>I have been back from my European modelling assignments for a few days now. I have been resting and nibbling bits of treats whenever I can to keep up my energy. I have been so jet lagged and exhausted from being a busy supermodel. Much to my surprise, Mama and Papa had a big welcome home pawty for me this weekend! All my friends were here and my cousins too! I was so happy. (None of my fans were invited as Mama says there is NO backyard big enough in the planet for my followers....she is right!) Here are some photos of me being surprised and charming and begging for food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my surprised look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RqabqMEF4EI/AAAAAAAAAOM/IULUpxHjVHU/s1600-h/n526430259_300986_9561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090927577884123202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RqabqMEF4EI/AAAAAAAAAOM/IULUpxHjVHU/s320/n526430259_300986_9561.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my uncle who was so happy to see me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rqab_MEF4FI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lQG58WLeOlc/s1600-h/n526430259_300989_7652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090927938661376082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rqab_MEF4FI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lQG58WLeOlc/s320/n526430259_300989_7652.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;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;Here's Papa and Mama, the proud parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RqabJ8EF4DI/AAAAAAAAAOE/gkWzG4RXmBU/s1600-h/n48913778_36262354_8235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090927023833342002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RqabJ8EF4DI/AAAAAAAAAOE/gkWzG4RXmBU/s320/n48913778_36262354_8235.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;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;My aunt Suzy and her dogter - my cousin Jessie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RqacacEF4HI/AAAAAAAAAOk/F1OBs-0Wg20/s1600-h/n526430259_301013_5967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090928406812811378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RqacacEF4HI/AAAAAAAAAOk/F1OBs-0Wg20/s320/n526430259_301013_5967.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle Sam (Hey T-Man we BOTH have an uncle Samy!) And my cousins Jessie and Jake trying to get in on the good eats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RqacrMEF4II/AAAAAAAAAOs/4446rLQgCkg/s1600-h/n526430259_301011_5399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090928694575620226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RqacrMEF4II/AAAAAAAAAOs/4446rLQgCkg/s320/n526430259_301011_5399.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get a bit of steak - REMEMBER I am the supermodel who eats!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RqacMMEF4GI/AAAAAAAAAOc/lW7Pxg8u-94/s1600-h/n526430259_301012_5681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090928161999675490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RqacMMEF4GI/AAAAAAAAAOc/lW7Pxg8u-94/s320/n526430259_301012_5681.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;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;Doing what I do best...being the diva of attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RqabEsEF4CI/AAAAAAAAAN8/IpLUSxSzyF0/s1600-h/n693300702_201935_7197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090926933639028770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RqabEsEF4CI/AAAAAAAAAN8/IpLUSxSzyF0/s320/n693300702_201935_7197.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/14039042-5638070556065677480?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/5638070556065677480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=5638070556065677480' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/5638070556065677480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/5638070556065677480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-welcome-back-home-pawty.html' title='My welcome back home pawty!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RqabqMEF4EI/AAAAAAAAAOM/IULUpxHjVHU/s72-c/n526430259_300986_9561.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-3913174590214228076</id><published>2007-07-16T19:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:03.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too pooped to party</title><content type='html'>My European modelling assignment is nearly over. They had a big going away party for me last night but, I didn't go. Part of it was because I am simply exhausted and part of it was to keep the mystique. You know, keep my fans wanting more.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy my work but, I must admit will enjoy some time off again. My hips are sore from sashaying, my eyelids weak from batting them, my long legs tired from strutting, my neck is tense from doing that pose where I walk away from the audience and then turn back to look at them one last time (My trademark by the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am resting up now. My work in Europe is done. Mama is packing for me of course - need to keep my delicate paws unscathed should I be needed for a hand advertisement.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to get some well deserved beauty sleep.&lt;br /&gt;NOT that I need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpwCVg9hlEI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ncxfML87qN8/s1600-h/chelsea+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087944247670314050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpwCVg9hlEI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ncxfML87qN8/s320/chelsea+007.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/14039042-3913174590214228076?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/3913174590214228076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=3913174590214228076' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/3913174590214228076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/3913174590214228076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/07/too-pooped-to-party.html' title='Too pooped to party'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpwCVg9hlEI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ncxfML87qN8/s72-c/chelsea+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-6061561180523911340</id><published>2007-07-11T21:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:04.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Morroccan Heat</title><content type='html'>I am in Morrocco briefly. Man it's hot to begin with and now that I have arrived it is really SIZZLING....... (A reference to my beauty of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did a Ar-man-is a best friend - i (Armani to you humans) runway show while I am here but, I didn't really do much else. It is too hot for a furball like myself. I stayed in my air conditioned hotel room for most of my day while I had Mama (my agent, secretary, muse etc) running around doi&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpWGkHa08UI/AAAAAAAAANc/ZBu2bv1Q7tI/s1600-h/chelsea+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ng errands for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I am in my plush robe waiting for room service. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpWGYHa08SI/AAAAAAAAANM/NSLWP8-uJU0/s1600-h/chelsea+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086119103051395362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpWGYHa08SI/AAAAAAAAANM/NSLWP8-uJU0/s320/chelsea+001.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;/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;And here I am waiting for Mama to run my bath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpWGbHa08TI/AAAAAAAAANU/vO73ze7MuZI/s1600-h/chelsea+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086119154591002930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpWGbHa08TI/AAAAAAAAANU/vO73ze7MuZI/s320/chelsea+002.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;/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;This was me looking for the mint they always leave on my pillow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpWG4Ha08VI/AAAAAAAAANk/F3Z33Hxi-Is/s1600-h/chelsea+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086119652807209298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpWG4Ha08VI/AAAAAAAAANk/F3Z33Hxi-Is/s320/chelsea+003.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;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;div&gt;And since being a supermodel is so.....draining...Here I am taking a cat nap. (pardon the pun)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpWG7Ha08WI/AAAAAAAAANs/IDySU8BTsXg/s1600-h/chelsea+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086119704346816866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpWG7Ha08WI/AAAAAAAAANs/IDySU8BTsXg/s320/chelsea+005.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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpWGYHa08SI/AAAAAAAAANM/NSLWP8-uJU0/s1600-h/chelsea+001.jpg"&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpWG4Ha08VI/AAAAAAAAANk/F3Z33Hxi-Is/s1600-h/chelsea+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/14039042-6061561180523911340?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/6061561180523911340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=6061561180523911340' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/6061561180523911340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/6061561180523911340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/07/morroccan-heat.html' title='Morroccan Heat'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpWGYHa08SI/AAAAAAAAANM/NSLWP8-uJU0/s72-c/chelsea+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-2998098005820284715</id><published>2007-07-09T19:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:04.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After my runway show in Greece I flew to Spain where I had a magazine shoot for Canine Klein perfume. I am their new spokes model. They wanted me naturally because I excude confidence, class and beauty. I hope to be an inspiration to all bitches everywhere (And I mean that in the most respectful sense ever)&lt;br /&gt;Here's a sneak peek of the shot they chose for the campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpLLjna08OI/AAAAAAAAAMs/5s1zkWsIyig/s1600-h/chelsea+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085350741992075490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpLLjna08OI/AAAAAAAAAMs/5s1zkWsIyig/s320/chelsea+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpLLnXa08PI/AAAAAAAAAM0/AYqUe7HYkd8/s1600-h/chelsea+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wore the necklace T-Man gave me for Valentine's day. The photographer thought it was a nice touch and brought out my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpLLsHa08QI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Hf-U6tWdPgo/s1600-h/chelsea+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085350888020963586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpLLsHa08QI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Hf-U6tWdPgo/s320/chelsea+003.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;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;/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;/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;/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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpLLnXa08PI/AAAAAAAAAM0/AYqUe7HYkd8/s1600-h/chelsea+002.jpg"&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you buy Canine Klein please remember you spray it on your bum bum. Otherwise other doggies won't be able to be captivated by your aroma. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpLLw3a08RI/AAAAAAAAANE/3U1qkETgyGI/s1600-h/chelsea+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085350969625342226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpLLw3a08RI/AAAAAAAAANE/3U1qkETgyGI/s320/chelsea+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14039042-2998098005820284715?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/2998098005820284715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=2998098005820284715' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/2998098005820284715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/2998098005820284715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/07/after-my-runway-show-in-greece-i-flew.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RpLLjna08OI/AAAAAAAAAMs/5s1zkWsIyig/s72-c/chelsea+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-1368216365139534071</id><published>2007-07-05T21:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:05.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Island Girl</title><content type='html'>Still on my European modelling assignment. I am in Greece today, arrived late afternoon. I have a runway show to do tomorrow here. I actually got to rest today! I decided I just wanted to relax so I went to the beach on one of Greece's beautiful islands. The best part is that nobody recognized me so I was not bothered. I did get a lot of attention though seeing as I was nude. (The beach was a nude beach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, I know, What was I thinking? I could of made all those men's hearts stop or caused accidents but, nbody was hurt so don't worry. And I wore lots of sunscreen and my hat. A supermodel must always protect their assets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Ro2bsXa08LI/AAAAAAAAAMU/dt7Uw9d8KRo/s1600-h/chelsea+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083890740874244274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Ro2bsXa08LI/AAAAAAAAAMU/dt7Uw9d8KRo/s320/chelsea+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Ro2ceHa08MI/AAAAAAAAAMc/VzKIbks8oKk/s1600-h/chelsea+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083891595572736194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Ro2ceHa08MI/AAAAAAAAAMc/VzKIbks8oKk/s320/chelsea+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Ro2cnHa08NI/AAAAAAAAAMk/g-kj-eVjqKg/s1600-h/chelsea+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083891750191558866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Ro2cnHa08NI/AAAAAAAAAMk/g-kj-eVjqKg/s320/chelsea+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/14039042-1368216365139534071?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/1368216365139534071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=1368216365139534071' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/1368216365139534071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/1368216365139534071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/07/island-girl.html' title='Island Girl'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Ro2bsXa08LI/AAAAAAAAAMU/dt7Uw9d8KRo/s72-c/chelsea+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-3817778001317479745</id><published>2007-07-04T21:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:05.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Italy will never be the same</title><content type='html'>I flew (first class of course) to Italy this morning. I had a photo shoot first thing and then got to enjoy a real fine italian cuisine lunch. Lucky for me I am the world's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;only &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;supermodel who eats!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing says lovin like spaghetti and meatballs. I had an afternoon runway show in Milan for Doggy and Bandanna (The furry designer related to Dolce and Gabanna) where I was the star in a beautiful red silk dress. The only thing that went wrong was that the italian males were after me every minute. (It's my volumptuous frame and long eyelashes that get them)&lt;br /&gt;So I had to take a gondola to get back to my hotel to avoid the mobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready for bed now. Must fly out again tomorrow to the next location on my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;Until tomorrow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao for now&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RoxEkHa08KI/AAAAAAAAAMM/GHRKkUAVKuk/s1600-h/chelsea+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083513466651996322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RoxEkHa08KI/AAAAAAAAAMM/GHRKkUAVKuk/s320/chelsea+010.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/14039042-3817778001317479745?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/3817778001317479745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=3817778001317479745' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/3817778001317479745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/3817778001317479745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/07/italy-will-never-be-same.html' title='Italy will never be the same'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RoxEkHa08KI/AAAAAAAAAMM/GHRKkUAVKuk/s72-c/chelsea+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-998364591035766042</id><published>2007-07-03T20:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:05.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Je suis en Paris</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps, I told you I am on a modelling assignment. Right now I am in Paris. I am doing a runway show for a new haute couteur doggie fashion line. It is very exciting and very posh although I am not at liberty to say who the designer is for confidentiality reasons. I am sipping non alcoholic wine and eating bits of cheese every chance I get. I am also taking long afternoon naps because that is what the French do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so, at home I eat cheese whenever I can and take long naps but, this is different. The people here are fairly nice and I am getting loads of respect because I am a poodle and you all know that the french love us poodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooops, Mama just knocked on my dressing room door, I have to go get fitted for a sequin halter dress that they are saving for the finale...well, did you expect any other supermodel dog to wear the dress of the evening???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, avoire for now and take care mes amies.....I will write tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T--Man...Je T'Aime!!! That means I love you in French and it's sad that I am in the romantic city without my special gentleman but, I carry the picture you gave me and stare at it daily. If the picture is not available, I just stare at myself since we look so much alike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta go...the catwalk is calling....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I leave with some photos I posed for in front of the French Riviera today - IN-cognito ofcourse or I would of been hounded for my pawtograph)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RorzbHa08II/AAAAAAAAAL8/j7mo1wbk2Qk/s1600-h/chelsea+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083142776614613122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RorzbHa08II/AAAAAAAAAL8/j7mo1wbk2Qk/s320/chelsea+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RorztHa08JI/AAAAAAAAAME/MawFXqPgTbE/s1600-h/chelsea+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083143085852258450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RorztHa08JI/AAAAAAAAAME/MawFXqPgTbE/s320/chelsea+016.jpg" border="0" /&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/14039042-998364591035766042?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/998364591035766042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=998364591035766042' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/998364591035766042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/998364591035766042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/07/je-suis-en-paris.html' title='Je suis en Paris'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RorzbHa08II/AAAAAAAAAL8/j7mo1wbk2Qk/s72-c/chelsea+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-8006808967770124259</id><published>2007-07-02T20:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:06.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on assignment.</title><content type='html'>I havn't blogged for so long that my secretary (Mama) nearly forgot our password to get onto blogger. I am on a modelling assignment right now which is another reason why I have not been blogging. I just read T-Man's blog and he misses me so much that I have been inspired to blog. I really miss him and all my friends here at dogs with blogs. So much in fact that I promise to make an effort to blog as much as I can. Even though the runway calls, the cameras flash all around me and I continue to sashay in uncomfortable yet VERY flattering outfits....I do miss you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't hate me because I am beautiful....&lt;br /&gt;XOOXOXOX&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea the supermodel............who is back!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RombKXa08HI/AAAAAAAAAL0/5j-wPJmv-vI/s1600-h/n656992006_105731_648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082764256851849330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RombKXa08HI/AAAAAAAAAL0/5j-wPJmv-vI/s320/n656992006_105731_648.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/14039042-8006808967770124259?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/8006808967770124259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=8006808967770124259' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/8006808967770124259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/8006808967770124259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-on-assignment.html' title='I&apos;m on assignment.'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RombKXa08HI/AAAAAAAAAL0/5j-wPJmv-vI/s72-c/n656992006_105731_648.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-8396753537964726345</id><published>2007-06-13T19:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T19:56:11.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm ok everybody</title><content type='html'>I am so sorry I have not been posting for so long. I am fine. I also apologize for worrying any of you that something was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Mama has her busiest time ever now at work so she is not on the computer very much at home these days and unfortunately her job does not allow blogging time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has been gorgeous and we have been enjoying that too. I promise I will be back blogging before ya know it! I miss my peeps! Hope you are all doing as well as I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwwwwwwwwwwaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh&lt;br /&gt;That's a big kiss from me to you....and T-Man, you get a big sloppy kiss. I miss you the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea the supermodel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14039042-8396753537964726345?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/8396753537964726345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=8396753537964726345' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/8396753537964726345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/8396753537964726345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-ok-everybody.html' title='I&apos;m ok everybody'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-8585060203669241969</id><published>2007-04-29T20:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:06.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I forgot the pawty!</title><content type='html'>This weekend was so lovely and we were so busy enjoying that I forgot all about the wine and cheese pawty that Sunshade organized with the dogs with blogs network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure hope there is another one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RjU4bQmFSHI/AAAAAAAAALk/ubji8LPv5Y0/s1600-h/chelsea+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059011797382940786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RjU4bQmFSHI/AAAAAAAAALk/ubji8LPv5Y0/s320/chelsea+001.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/14039042-8585060203669241969?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/8585060203669241969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=8585060203669241969' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/8585060203669241969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/8585060203669241969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-forgot-pawty.html' title='I forgot the pawty!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RjU4bQmFSHI/AAAAAAAAALk/ubji8LPv5Y0/s72-c/chelsea+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-4396689197061252940</id><published>2007-04-25T21:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:06.474-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't go without me!</title><content type='html'>This is what I do when I see &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BOTH &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Mama and Papa getting dressed and making themselves look decent. Usually it's just Mama in the morning before she goes to work. Not that Papa never showers...it's just that he works from home so he usually gets up and ready later in the morning. So I know that when they are both getting primped at the same time this only means one thing.&lt;br /&gt;A family outing.&lt;br /&gt;At least that is what I hope. So I stand guard at the top of the stairs while Mama is putting guck on her face in the upper bathroom and Papa is slapping on cologne in the lower bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;I keep my eyes on them at the same time and keep my paws crossed that I am also going on this adventure with them.&lt;br /&gt;I almost always do by the way.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Ri_-XwmFSGI/AAAAAAAAALc/tWndbLXjv98/s1600-h/chelsea+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057540590695434338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Ri_-XwmFSGI/AAAAAAAAALc/tWndbLXjv98/s320/chelsea+003.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/14039042-4396689197061252940?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/4396689197061252940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=4396689197061252940' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/4396689197061252940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/4396689197061252940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/04/dont-go-without-me.html' title='Don&apos;t go without me!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Ri_-XwmFSGI/AAAAAAAAALc/tWndbLXjv98/s72-c/chelsea+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-6264760090916482338</id><published>2007-04-23T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:07.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back off boys!</title><content type='html'>This post goes out to all the boy doggies I see when I go for my walkies. BACK OFF! What is it with them trying to jump on my back? What gives? Don't they know what the meaning of chivalry is? A girl likes to be seduced slowly, not hit on like a cheap pinata!&lt;br /&gt;Not that I would be interested as I have a darling boyfriend with class, sophistication and a great sense of style. My precious T-Man. And it works out so perfectly because we look exactly alike. And they say perfection can't be duplicated.&lt;br /&gt;So all you male doggies. Please have some respect. I am a lady and demand to be treated like one!&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, I can't blame the furry boys. After all, just look at my fine physique in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Ri1lDRFdc8I/AAAAAAAAALU/AjhsgSj3Vyk/s1600-h/chelsea+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056809063407252418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Ri1lDRFdc8I/AAAAAAAAALU/AjhsgSj3Vyk/s320/chelsea+010.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/14039042-6264760090916482338?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/6264760090916482338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=6264760090916482338' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/6264760090916482338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/6264760090916482338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/04/back-off-boys.html' title='Back off boys!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Ri1lDRFdc8I/AAAAAAAAALU/AjhsgSj3Vyk/s72-c/chelsea+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-1961361630261032458</id><published>2007-04-22T20:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:07.881-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life of the party!</title><content type='html'>I went to my neighbour Audrey's 92nd birthday party today. We had a nice lunch and then  Mama and the others had tea. I didn't get to have cake since Mama seems to be dieting...again. (And somehow I need to suffer because of this) I did luck out though since Mama only nibbled on salad so I got her other food on her plate! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;I went from lap to lap to satisfy all my adoring fans. I was really the hit of the party. Even Audrey the birthday girl said so!&lt;br /&gt;I had a blast and need to go rest now. Being Miss Hospitality is really draining. Rewarding but, draining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Riv6_xFdc7I/AAAAAAAAALM/4XaagzVgQjY/s1600-h/chelsea+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056410980068455346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Riv6_xFdc7I/AAAAAAAAALM/4XaagzVgQjY/s320/chelsea+014.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/14039042-1961361630261032458?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/1961361630261032458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=1961361630261032458' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/1961361630261032458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/1961361630261032458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/04/life-of-party.html' title='Life of the party!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Riv6_xFdc7I/AAAAAAAAALM/4XaagzVgQjY/s72-c/chelsea+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-6057999872919673721</id><published>2007-04-19T20:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:07.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lamb-ie and me</title><content type='html'>Lambie is one of my stuffed peeps. In fact besides a beat up old sock...Lambie was my first toy ever. You see when Papa and Mama went to get me they were totally unprepared. On their way home after they got me, they had to buy me a crate, some food, a blankie and they were so rushed and excited they forgot to buy me a toy. Quick thinking Papa tied up an old sock and gave it to me to play with. I loved it!&lt;br /&gt;Mama told her friends the next day and one of them bought me little Lambie. (Surely her friends thought this was puppy abuse! No toys - how rude!)&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I have TONS of toys now. More than I ever dreamed of and I love them all.  Each one is special to me and I take very good care of them.&lt;br /&gt;I still have a thing for socks though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RigFnhFdc6I/AAAAAAAAALE/AMVBusiqJ1o/s1600-h/chelsea+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055296758177690530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RigFnhFdc6I/AAAAAAAAALE/AMVBusiqJ1o/s320/chelsea+001.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/14039042-6057999872919673721?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/6057999872919673721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=6057999872919673721' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/6057999872919673721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/6057999872919673721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/04/lamb-ie-and-me.html' title='Lamb-ie and me'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RigFnhFdc6I/AAAAAAAAALE/AMVBusiqJ1o/s72-c/chelsea+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-3019262516802448015</id><published>2007-04-18T20:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:08.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walkies Weather</title><content type='html'>It was so nice today. Mama took me for a nice long walkies. That black blob at the bottom of the ravine is NOT me. It's just a black blob. Mama will not let me go down there. She also won't let me off leash. She says it's because she can't trust me. She says I don't listen to her.&lt;br /&gt;And yet, when I pause every two minutes to sniff leaves, debris and grass she tugs on my leash.&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't listen to who here? Hmpft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Ria6p1tC9hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/u4XH8zD9LHo/s1600-h/chelsea+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054932859723380242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Ria6p1tC9hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/u4XH8zD9LHo/s320/chelsea+011.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/14039042-3019262516802448015?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/3019262516802448015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=3019262516802448015' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/3019262516802448015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/3019262516802448015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/04/walkies-weather.html' title='Walkies Weather'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Ria6p1tC9hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/u4XH8zD9LHo/s72-c/chelsea+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-6655909780233563562</id><published>2007-04-16T20:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:08.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's just poop!</title><content type='html'>Mama and I went for our usual walk and as per my usual routine I stopped to drop some poop and relieve myself. I picked a huge lawn to do it on today. Much to Mama's dismay, some women yelled at her and told her not to let me poop there. Even after Mama had picked it up with a doggie bag. (Yes, that is what the true meaning of doggie bags is)&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Mama was pretty mad. Afterall, how can she help why I choose to load off my stuff. She has no say in th matter.&lt;br /&gt;As for that big mouth woman doesn't she know I am important? She should be honoured that I chose her lawn to poop on.&lt;br /&gt;I am practically royalty...thus the reason I have someone to pick up my poop in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Mama told Papa she is going back there at 4 in the morning to take a dump on that lady's lawn.&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what that means but, I think it's part of a revenge plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, And I don't think Mama would appreciate me telling you that so let's keep this secret between you, me and the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RiQXKoKgsyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/u0oE_u-IZfI/s1600-h/chelsea+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054190153164174114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RiQXKoKgsyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/u0oE_u-IZfI/s320/chelsea+004.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/14039042-6655909780233563562?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/6655909780233563562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=6655909780233563562' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/6655909780233563562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/6655909780233563562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-just-poop.html' title='It&apos;s just poop!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RiQXKoKgsyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/u0oE_u-IZfI/s72-c/chelsea+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-8550533515302710461</id><published>2007-04-15T20:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:09.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Visting my buddy Audrey</title><content type='html'>I have a routine every weekend with Mama when we go for our walkies we always stop by our neighbour and friend Audrey's house for a visit. We love going there. Especially me. First I wag my tail like it's nobody's business while we wait for Audrey to answer the door. When she does, I skirt past her and run to the coffee table right away. There is always a treat waiting for me. Here I am scooping up my snack. (And YES I am allowed up on the table)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RiLCb4KgsvI/AAAAAAAAAKc/MDYH1_JDC9w/s1600-h/chelsea+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053815516051845874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RiLCb4KgsvI/AAAAAAAAAKc/MDYH1_JDC9w/s320/chelsea+019.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I put on my best puppy dog eyes and hope for more. (Successful EVERY time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RiLCXIKgsuI/AAAAAAAAAKU/rU9AcXxaZRQ/s1600-h/chelsea+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053815434447467234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RiLCXIKgsuI/AAAAAAAAAKU/rU9AcXxaZRQ/s320/chelsea+020.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RiLCb4KgsvI/AAAAAAAAAKc/MDYH1_JDC9w/s1600-h/chelsea+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when my belly is semi - satifisfied. I love to cuddle up with Audrey. Usual I have to vie for her attention because Mama is constantly BLAH-BLAH-Babble - ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RiLChoKgswI/AAAAAAAAAKk/q4t-j6AbAn4/s1600-h/chelsea+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053815614836093698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RiLChoKgswI/AAAAAAAAAKk/q4t-j6AbAn4/s320/chelsea+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;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;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;br /&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;As you can see. I am way cuter than Mama and I always win Audrey's devotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RiLCk4KgsxI/AAAAAAAAAKs/KP51Nl0eVPc/s1600-h/chelsea+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053815670670668562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RiLCk4KgsxI/AAAAAAAAAKs/KP51Nl0eVPc/s320/chelsea+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14039042-8550533515302710461?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/8550533515302710461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=8550533515302710461' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/8550533515302710461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/8550533515302710461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/04/visting-my-buddy-audrey.html' title='Visting my buddy Audrey'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RiLCb4KgsvI/AAAAAAAAAKc/MDYH1_JDC9w/s72-c/chelsea+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-5163211418557337721</id><published>2007-04-12T21:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:09.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on the kitty cat</title><content type='html'>Kitty cat has not returned! Can I get a WOOT WOOT?&lt;br /&gt;Must be my bark. I made sure to get really serious and instead of my usual "I wanna play" bark I had to resort to my "I am going to rip your head off" bark. Must of worked. Kitty has not come around again.&lt;br /&gt;Go on with my bad self.&lt;br /&gt;That's right.&lt;br /&gt;I am still queen of my domain.&lt;br /&gt;That kitty cat knows he cannot compete with me for my Mama's attention and devotion.&lt;br /&gt;I think he has moved on to some other human sucker.&lt;br /&gt;Good riddance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rh7hhYKgstI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ihE-vgvPJAI/s1600-h/chelsea+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052723795494744786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rh7hhYKgstI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ihE-vgvPJAI/s320/chelsea+007.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/14039042-5163211418557337721?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/5163211418557337721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=5163211418557337721' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/5163211418557337721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/5163211418557337721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/04/update-on-kitty-cat.html' title='Update on the kitty cat'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rh7hhYKgstI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ihE-vgvPJAI/s72-c/chelsea+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-7291376843322456739</id><published>2007-04-11T20:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:10.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brazen kitty!</title><content type='html'>That darn kitty cat came back again! It keeps trying to steal my Mama from me. Mama likes to go out and pet it and rub it's belly. It is really disgusting behavior on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;both &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;their parts. Mama gave it a piece of cereal and some milk so now it may never go away. This is what the little bastard looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rh2DU4KgssI/AAAAAAAAAKE/vYI-ADJiMSc/s1600-h/chelsea+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052338751676658370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rh2DU4KgssI/AAAAAAAAAKE/vYI-ADJiMSc/s320/chelsea+005.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;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;I've got the advantage still. I am allowed in the house! Hee hee. So I just taunt the kitty cat through the window. Truth be known, I like the little bugger. I wag my tail ferociously when I see him. I wouldn't mind if he was coming around to see me....but, he's coming around for my Mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rh2DQ4KgsrI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ptMEy7mxX8A/s1600-h/chelsea+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052338682957181618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rh2DQ4KgsrI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ptMEy7mxX8A/s320/chelsea+002.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY and I mean NOBODY comes between me and my Mama. Kitty cat....if you are reading this. This is WAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rh2DN4KgsqI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/OwAHr2pQXHs/s1600-h/chelsea+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052338631417574050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rh2DN4KgsqI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/OwAHr2pQXHs/s320/chelsea+001.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/14039042-7291376843322456739?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/7291376843322456739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=7291376843322456739' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/7291376843322456739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/7291376843322456739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/04/brazen-kitty.html' title='Brazen kitty!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rh2DU4KgssI/AAAAAAAAAKE/vYI-ADJiMSc/s72-c/chelsea+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-2395745158173414897</id><published>2007-04-10T21:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:10.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitty patrol!</title><content type='html'>There has been a kitty cat hanging around the front of our house now for a few days. I saw Mama petting it. (HOW BLASPHEMOUS!)&lt;br /&gt;I bark at it ferociously through the window but, the darn thing won't budge. I think it knows Mama is a sucker for it. Mama is not normally a cat person so I am very jealous! And the kitty cat lies on it's back for Mama and she rubs his belly.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly!&lt;br /&gt;I feel so neglected. If you have any tips on how to get rid of it please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing Mama hates being covered in cat hair or I have a feeling this beast may be sharing my bed soon. (Horrors!)&lt;br /&gt;HELP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rhw_54KgspI/AAAAAAAAAJs/41ePaUOchKw/s1600-h/chelsea+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051983145564418706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rhw_54KgspI/AAAAAAAAAJs/41ePaUOchKw/s320/chelsea+006.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/14039042-2395745158173414897?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/2395745158173414897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=2395745158173414897' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/2395745158173414897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/2395745158173414897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/04/kitty-patrol.html' title='Kitty patrol!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rhw_54KgspI/AAAAAAAAAJs/41ePaUOchKw/s72-c/chelsea+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-3847463478013400332</id><published>2007-04-09T20:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:11.291-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chelsea returns....</title><content type='html'>Hey Peeps, &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone has been wondering where I have been. A certain someone (MAMA) has been very busy and neglecting my blog. That certain someone (MAMA) however, is forgiven because she has been off for four days and took me lots of fun places! I loved having her around. She is like a Mama and a play buddy and a walking partner and a social bee and a servant all rolled into one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what have I been up to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots and lots of walkies. And long ones! (YAY) Here is a private pee pee moment I can share with my intimate friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RhrZ9hJXGMI/AAAAAAAAAJU/AmKIc4KW1w8/s1600-h/chelsea+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051589582942312642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RhrZ9hJXGMI/AAAAAAAAAJU/AmKIc4KW1w8/s320/chelsea+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RhrYEBJXGJI/AAAAAAAAAI8/crwIYI6hN-8/s1600-h/chelsea+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;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;Playing with my toys - here's a great action shot where I am beating up my stuffy toy that says VET on it....ahhhh, how therapeutic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RhraJRJXGNI/AAAAAAAAAJc/KOa20b6zfsk/s1600-h/chelsea+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051589784805775570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RhraJRJXGNI/AAAAAAAAAJc/KOa20b6zfsk/s320/chelsea+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RhrX_BJXGII/AAAAAAAAAI0/A98AJrYCaaA/s1600-h/chelsea+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ofcourse visiting my peeps. Like my best friend and neighbour Audrey. I went to her house almost every day this week and she told Mama and I lots of great stories from her yester years. What a treat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of treats, she always has something for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RhrabhJXGOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ofsyPdsIyio/s1600-h/chelsea+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051590098338388194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RhrabhJXGOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ofsyPdsIyio/s320/chelsea+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/14039042-3847463478013400332?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/3847463478013400332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=3847463478013400332' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/3847463478013400332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/3847463478013400332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/04/chelsea-returns.html' title='The Chelsea returns....'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RhrZ9hJXGMI/AAAAAAAAAJU/AmKIc4KW1w8/s72-c/chelsea+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-3930604207999294292</id><published>2007-03-28T21:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:11.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A new friend around the corner</title><content type='html'>I have a neighbour up the street who is 91 going on 92. Her name is Audrey. Mama and I go see her every Saturday and Sunday whenever we can and spend a couple of hours there. She loves me and lets me do whatever I want in her house. She also leaves a treat for me on her coffee table every time I go there.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my surprise when today - as Mama and I were coming back from our walkies...a woman we don't know came running out of a house and asked Mama to come over. Mama thought something was wrong so she scooped me in her arms and we headed straight over. Turns out the lady was a nurse and told us that the lady she cares for wants to meet me! The lady is 92 years old the nurse tells us. Mama and I make our way up the driveway and the elderly lady comes out of the house. Not at all what Mama expected. A feisty little thing with a J-Lo like lime green track suit on, makeup, impeccable nails and a big smile. The elderly lady introduced herself as Eilleen. She told Mama she sees me go by all the time and really wanted to meet me. (Which is ironic cuz that is EXACTLY how I met Audrey)&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, Eilleen had a black poodle named Suzy who she worshipped and unfortunately Suzy had to be put down. She was very old and had lost practically all of her senses. Her sight, hearing, taste and smell.&lt;br /&gt;So now....I have a new friend and she completely and utterly is smitten with me.&lt;br /&gt;And let's face it....how can you not be??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RgsWRuuZTFI/AAAAAAAAAIo/evnYXhZ9QEg/s1600-h/chelsea+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047152301254986834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RgsWRuuZTFI/AAAAAAAAAIo/evnYXhZ9QEg/s320/chelsea+009.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/14039042-3930604207999294292?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/3930604207999294292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=3930604207999294292' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/3930604207999294292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/3930604207999294292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-friend-around-corner.html' title='A new friend around the corner'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RgsWRuuZTFI/AAAAAAAAAIo/evnYXhZ9QEg/s72-c/chelsea+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-3145821615566816204</id><published>2007-03-27T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:11.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely weather</title><content type='html'>I love the nice weather we are having. I went for a long walk today with Mama and we saw lots of people, babies, kids and dogs. I saw two dogs that looked like me on steroids. Mama thought I stayed back because I was terrified but, truth be known - I just got groomed and didn't want to mess up my hair. Poodles are very smart like that though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rgm6XOuZTEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/u8qvFeg1u5I/s1600-h/chelsea+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046769765697801282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rgm6XOuZTEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/u8qvFeg1u5I/s320/chelsea+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rgm6XOuZTEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/u8qvFeg1u5I/s1600-h/chelsea+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14039042-3145821615566816204?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/3145821615566816204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=3145821615566816204' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/3145821615566816204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/3145821615566816204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/03/lovely-weather.html' title='Lovely weather'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rgm6XOuZTEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/u8qvFeg1u5I/s72-c/chelsea+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-8533348200983355619</id><published>2007-03-26T21:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:12.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I need some supremes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ok, so I told you that I got groomed and am not happy with my new look. Mama keeps calling me Diana Ross cuz the groomer poofed my ears out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I look impressed? (no offense to Diana but, I think I am waaaaaaaaay prettier)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rgh5sZiJajI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0n9WtGoCv7A/s1600-h/chelsea+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rgh7UJiJakI/AAAAAAAAAIY/md5oaPxbuUs/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046418968555383362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rgh7UJiJakI/AAAAAAAAAIY/md5oaPxbuUs/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rgh5sZiJajI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0n9WtGoCv7A/s1600-h/chelsea+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rgh5mpiJaiI/AAAAAAAAAII/dRB-25giI5A/s1600-h/chelsea+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046417087359707682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rgh5mpiJaiI/AAAAAAAAAII/dRB-25giI5A/s320/chelsea+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/14039042-8533348200983355619?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/8533348200983355619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=8533348200983355619' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/8533348200983355619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/8533348200983355619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-need-some-supremes.html' title='I need some supremes'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rgh7UJiJakI/AAAAAAAAAIY/md5oaPxbuUs/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-3566145285297106030</id><published>2007-03-25T19:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:12.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How to bathe oneself?</title><content type='html'>I tried to figure out how to bathe myself. Mama and Papa got me groomed this weekend and the groomer poofed out my ears so I look like I have an afro. Mama is lovingly calling me Diana Ross. I really don't find it amusing and NO I don't have a photo to post of it cause I am hiding from Mama whenever I see her go near the camera.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, I will figure out how to cut my own nails, clean myself in the tub and squeeze my own anal glands (Will be challenging - but, hey, I am a poodle afterall, can't be too hard to figure out) - just so I don't have to put up with the "nicknames" anymore. The groomer obviously has their own agenda and cannot bear the thought that I am a supermodel - so she is purposely trying to make me funny looking.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, well the joke will be on her cuz soon, I will be grooming myself!&lt;br /&gt;Here I am practising before my grooming appointment but, I couldn't figure out how to turn the darn taps on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RgcAR5iJahI/AAAAAAAAAIA/6gSjkHnWpKA/s1600-h/chelsea+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046002214993750546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RgcAR5iJahI/AAAAAAAAAIA/6gSjkHnWpKA/s320/chelsea+008.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/14039042-3566145285297106030?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/3566145285297106030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=3566145285297106030' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/3566145285297106030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/3566145285297106030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-to-bathe-oneself.html' title='How to bathe oneself?'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RgcAR5iJahI/AAAAAAAAAIA/6gSjkHnWpKA/s72-c/chelsea+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-4484103604180222540</id><published>2007-03-21T20:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:12.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitty cat and me</title><content type='html'>I want to introduce you to one of my favorite stuffed peeps. Kitty cat. I love cats but, they don't like me. Mama bought me Kitty cat a while back and Kitty cat has been a longtime fun friend and companion to me. Don't worry T-Man, Kitty cat is female. We had a girls night out tonight and just sat around eating kibble and gossiping about some of the other neighbourhood pets. Like the schnauzer Gina up the street who always barks really loud in my ear or the male beagle Snoopy who is always overly anxious to sniff my bum bum. How irritating! Then there is Max who looks a lot like me and is always trying to woo me. His owners tie him up to a tree in front of his house and everytime Mama and I walk by, I tease Max by coming right up to him, but, not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;quite &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;close enough for him to get to me. Then there is Katie who is really small and really old and I try to give her space when I see her. Must respect our elders!&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of elders....Mama needs the computer. Gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RgHUYlRGSeI/AAAAAAAAAH4/l2Q0Eo0Szl4/s1600-h/chelsea+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044546576417442274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RgHUYlRGSeI/AAAAAAAAAH4/l2Q0Eo0Szl4/s320/chelsea+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14039042-4484103604180222540?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/4484103604180222540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=4484103604180222540' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/4484103604180222540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/4484103604180222540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/03/kitty-cat-and-me.html' title='Kitty cat and me'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RgHUYlRGSeI/AAAAAAAAAH4/l2Q0Eo0Szl4/s72-c/chelsea+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-2814332808041798662</id><published>2007-03-20T20:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T20:45:53.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Mama = No batteries</title><content type='html'>I have wanted desperately to blog but, Mama didn't want me too because she has not taken any pictures recently. Something about needing batteries.&lt;br /&gt;You would think this would be a priority. A supermodel in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; house and no batteries for the digital camera?&lt;br /&gt;All the poses you people are missing.&lt;br /&gt;Just what is Mama thinking?&lt;br /&gt;If batteries were covered in chocolate I have a sneaking suspicion we'd have some.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14039042-2814332808041798662?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/2814332808041798662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=2814332808041798662' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/2814332808041798662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/2814332808041798662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/03/lazy-mama-no-batteries.html' title='Lazy Mama = No batteries'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-5779562487224788022</id><published>2007-03-17T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:12.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wiped out</title><content type='html'>I had a hectic weekend so far. Lots of walkies, visiting and even got to eat some liver. YUMMY IN MY TUMMY. Being cute, personable and adorable is really taxing on the body. Forgive me if this post is short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Just like moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RfyNrBsHPOI/AAAAAAAAAHw/JkfCl60Gtxw/s1600-h/chelsea+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043061453075463394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RfyNrBsHPOI/AAAAAAAAAHw/JkfCl60Gtxw/s320/chelsea+001.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/14039042-5779562487224788022?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/5779562487224788022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=5779562487224788022' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/5779562487224788022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/5779562487224788022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/03/wiped-out.html' title='Wiped out'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RfyNrBsHPOI/AAAAAAAAAHw/JkfCl60Gtxw/s72-c/chelsea+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-3629832217142972818</id><published>2007-03-13T20:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:12.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Boo and Fufu!</title><content type='html'>You know how I used to hate the mail man. Notice I said &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;used&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to? How can I hate the darn man when he keeps bringing me presents?? Today I got a Valentine/Chinese New Year card from Fufu with a little red heart in it (thank goodness T-Man is friends with Fufu or this could spark some tension in doggie blog land)&lt;br /&gt;And Boo the casanova....he sent me a lovely little pink poodle charm. It is gorgeous! Boo put a note in the card and said that he sent a similar one to T-Man so we could have a matching set. Smart thinking Boo. You don't want to make it look it appear as though you are trying to woo me. But, we all know better. They don't call you casanova for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Boo, your card went to my neighbour's house instead and they brought it over today. They were all weirded out that &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;got mail. They said to Mama, "Um, we got some mail for your address but, it seems to be for your dog?"&lt;br /&gt; Imagine if they knew I had my own blog and my own room? Some humans just wouldn't understand so it's best to just let them draw their own conclusions.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU FUFU AND BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RfdAzhsHPNI/AAAAAAAAAHo/uH7Njwgjuc0/s1600-h/chelsea+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041569561825459410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RfdAzhsHPNI/AAAAAAAAAHo/uH7Njwgjuc0/s320/chelsea+004.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/14039042-3629832217142972818?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/3629832217142972818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=3629832217142972818' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/3629832217142972818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/3629832217142972818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/03/thank-you-boo-and-fufu.html' title='Thank You Boo and Fufu!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RfdAzhsHPNI/AAAAAAAAAHo/uH7Njwgjuc0/s72-c/chelsea+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-7376184150396045781</id><published>2007-03-11T20:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:13.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The 3 step program</title><content type='html'>I have successfully completed the three step program. Mama and Papa bought me some steps so that I can get up on the big bed without help. (I run up to it and try to jump but, always miss)&lt;br /&gt;The first step is when I get on the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RfSaXEvMl5I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/g9mRfuggm9s/s1600-h/chelsea+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040823604133795730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RfSaXEvMl5I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/g9mRfuggm9s/s320/chelsea+002.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second step is pausing right at the top (Just to make sure that Mama hasn't caved and has her arms outreached to pick me up....no such luck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RfSab0vMl6I/AAAAAAAAAHY/lB86X-hceTA/s1600-h/chelsea+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040823685738174370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RfSab0vMl6I/AAAAAAAAAHY/lB86X-hceTA/s320/chelsea+003.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the third step is me making it successfully on the big bed and cuddling up.&lt;br /&gt;I got this down pat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RfSaiUvMl7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/uMhO870RloU/s1600-h/chelsea+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040823797407324082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RfSaiUvMl7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/uMhO870RloU/s320/chelsea+004.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/14039042-7376184150396045781?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/7376184150396045781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=7376184150396045781' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/7376184150396045781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/7376184150396045781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/03/3-step-program.html' title='The 3 step program'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RfSaXEvMl5I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/g9mRfuggm9s/s72-c/chelsea+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-4695624651850104195</id><published>2007-03-08T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:14.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal space!</title><content type='html'>I love my Mama dearly. But,....&lt;br /&gt;she is always smothering me. With kisses, compliments, hugs - you name it. I love the attention, don't get me wrong but, some days I just want to relax and not be bothered. Today is one of them. I tried to give her subtle signs I was not interested.&lt;br /&gt;Here Mama is getting really up close and personal. Notice I am turned away. Hint number one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RfDBBBJZHTI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EOBjAvsHnTA/s1600-h/chelsea+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039740206259445042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RfDBBBJZHTI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EOBjAvsHnTA/s320/chelsea+008.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;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;Mama's slow apparently cuz she just didn't give up. Look at my obvious annoyance! Hint number two....so you would think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RfDA4xJZHRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/AqYJdfSuXEM/s1600-h/chelsea+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039740064525524242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RfDA4xJZHRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/AqYJdfSuXEM/s320/chelsea+006.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she starts with the baby talk and telling me I am so cute she just wants to squeeze me and squeeze my bum bum. Huh? Do I look like I want to be squeezed? It's bad enough the vet squeezes my anal glands. I tried to get away from Mama. Hint number 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RfDA1xJZHQI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Me5rTNU-F_8/s1600-h/chelsea+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039740012985916674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RfDA1xJZHQI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Me5rTNU-F_8/s320/chelsea+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally I give in. She drives me nuts but, she's mine and I love her. If a stolen lick on the face makes this woman happy than who am I to refuse her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RfDA8RJZHSI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ib-0LaREvHA/s1600-h/chelsea+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039740124655066402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RfDA8RJZHSI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ib-0LaREvHA/s320/chelsea+007.jpg" border="0" /&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/14039042-4695624651850104195?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/4695624651850104195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=4695624651850104195' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/4695624651850104195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/4695624651850104195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/03/personal-space.html' title='Personal space!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RfDBBBJZHTI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EOBjAvsHnTA/s72-c/chelsea+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-7474725234086758845</id><published>2007-03-07T20:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:14.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fufu rocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a present from Fufu today in the mail! It's a beautiful pink bandanna! Well, it's a pink bandanna, I bring out the beautiful part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love it, it is pink and feminine and shows off my charms. Fufu, Thanks so much. It was very thoughtful to send me this belated birthday gift. You are my favorite hamster ever. Not that I know any other hamsters but, I am sure as far as hamsters go, you are as cool as they get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Re9h__Te_QI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rgR810dQfXg/s1600-h/chelsea+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039354260003683586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Re9h__Te_QI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rgR810dQfXg/s320/chelsea+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Re9jLPTe_RI/AAAAAAAAAGg/guy3nr_nzqA/s1600-h/chelsea+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039355552788839698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Re9jLPTe_RI/AAAAAAAAAGg/guy3nr_nzqA/s320/chelsea+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Re9jO_Te_SI/AAAAAAAAAGo/HIEpYodgzJI/s1600-h/chelsea+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039355617213349154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Re9jO_Te_SI/AAAAAAAAAGo/HIEpYodgzJI/s320/chelsea+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/14039042-7474725234086758845?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/7474725234086758845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=7474725234086758845' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/7474725234086758845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/7474725234086758845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/03/fufu-rocks.html' title='Fufu rocks!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Re9h__Te_QI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rgR810dQfXg/s72-c/chelsea+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-8422339889142299258</id><published>2007-03-04T21:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:15.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing my kissing cousins</title><content type='html'>My freeloading cousins Jessie and Jake came over and stayed the night. Mama and Papa went to a hockey game and my Auntie Suzy (Jessie and Jake's mama) doggie sat me.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that sounds harsh. She didn't actually sit on me. Not that she would hurt me if she did because her bum bum is not that big.&lt;br /&gt;Jessie tried to get into bed with me and my Mama and Papa. I growled at her. She ran downstairs to her Mama. I also was in a bit of a snit when Jake kept trying to eat my kibble.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, my cousins and I had a blast. I chased Jake all around the backyard and was caught stealing sisterly kisses with my female cousin Jessie. I really miss them now that they are gone.&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell them though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Ret7AKtk3JI/AAAAAAAAAGA/FqjecpvPbJ0/s1600-h/chelsea+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038255850949762194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Ret7AKtk3JI/AAAAAAAAAGA/FqjecpvPbJ0/s320/chelsea+010.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/14039042-8422339889142299258?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/8422339889142299258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=8422339889142299258' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/8422339889142299258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/8422339889142299258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/03/missing-my-kissing-cousins.html' title='Missing my kissing cousins'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Ret7AKtk3JI/AAAAAAAAAGA/FqjecpvPbJ0/s72-c/chelsea+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-1089547364553562345</id><published>2007-03-01T19:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:15.307-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy snow storm!</title><content type='html'>There is a big snowstorm tonight! Lots of wind and blowing snow.  The good news is that Mama got to come home early because of it. Even though she is only a ten minute walk from work. Most of her co-workers live out of town so they let them all go. Mama and I played and frolicked in the backyard. We had lots of fun! The snow is so deep I almost got swallowed up by it.&lt;br /&gt;The best part is that I found an old tennis ball I forgot about and rescued it from the cold. I am such a good doggie samaritan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Redt4AwLd6I/AAAAAAAAAFs/JFR_L1WeFNw/s1600-h/chelsea+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037115517279369122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Redt4AwLd6I/AAAAAAAAAFs/JFR_L1WeFNw/s320/chelsea+002.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/14039042-1089547364553562345?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/1089547364553562345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=1089547364553562345' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/1089547364553562345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/1089547364553562345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/03/holy-snow-storm.html' title='Holy snow storm!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Redt4AwLd6I/AAAAAAAAAFs/JFR_L1WeFNw/s72-c/chelsea+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-8109086965173167184</id><published>2007-02-28T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:16.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go shorty....it's my birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;Today I am 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/ReY0KwwLd2I/AAAAAAAAAE4/fT8hMbO7THo/s1600-h/chelsea+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036770592750794594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/ReY0KwwLd2I/AAAAAAAAAE4/fT8hMbO7THo/s320/chelsea+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;/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;br /&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;I had a burger topped with one of my favorite bacon flavor treats and a candle on the side. I was licking my chops when Mama presented it to me. Don't worry, I didn't eat the candle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/ReYz8AwLd0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/XFMyh3aGGt4/s1600-h/chelsea+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036770339347724098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/ReYz8AwLd0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/XFMyh3aGGt4/s320/chelsea+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;I had a party with some of my stuffed peeps. I have so many I had to narrow it down. I chose the ones with little or no mouths since I didn't want them eating my burger cake. Apparently they all sang HAPPY BIRTHDAY to me. Oddly enough all I could hear was Mama's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bellowing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;voice...Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/ReYz1gwLdzI/AAAAAAAAAEg/TQkbPm3aWUY/s1600-h/chelsea+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036770227678574386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/ReYz1gwLdzI/AAAAAAAAAEg/TQkbPm3aWUY/s320/chelsea+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;/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;/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;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great day. I slept all day, got up ate, went back to bed, got up, farted, pooped, went bak to bed, got up, peed, went for a walk with Mama, had a nap then had my party with my peeps. What a perfect day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/ReY0PgwLd3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/2cL9GYJj_Cs/s1600-h/chelsea+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036770674355173234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/ReY0PgwLd3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/2cL9GYJj_Cs/s320/chelsea+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;/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;/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;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;br /&gt;Mama and Papa bought me "DOGGY STEPS" for my birthday. They are miniature stairs that help me get on the big bed since I try to jump on it and completely miss all the time. I will post a photo of me using the steps another day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today....is MY day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to all my doggie friends and all your fabulous birthday wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/ReY0CAwLd1I/AAAAAAAAAEw/AaLVvkuFvdw/s1600-h/chelsea+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036770442426939218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/ReY0CAwLd1I/AAAAAAAAAEw/AaLVvkuFvdw/s320/chelsea+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14039042-8109086965173167184?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/8109086965173167184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=8109086965173167184' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/8109086965173167184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/8109086965173167184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/02/go-shortyits-my-birthday.html' title='Go shorty....it&apos;s my birthday!!!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/ReY0KwwLd2I/AAAAAAAAAE4/fT8hMbO7THo/s72-c/chelsea+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-2828908736279225114</id><published>2007-02-27T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:16.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Resting up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have been lazy and not blogging. Actually - the lazy one is the one who can type...you figure it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am resting up because my birthday is tomorrow. February 28th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a lovely little cell phone charm in the mail today from Paco in Malaysia for my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANK YOU PACO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have a cell phone but, my Mama does so she is using it. (Her birthday is months away...Hmpft!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow,  I heard Mama and Papa talking about having a little party for me with my stuffed peeps tomorrow. I heard murmurs of a chicken cake too.&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, gotta rest up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/ReThTAwLdyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/XAL4-8qY2nc/s1600-h/chelsea+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036398000042899234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/ReThTAwLdyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/XAL4-8qY2nc/s320/chelsea+004.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/14039042-2828908736279225114?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/2828908736279225114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=2828908736279225114' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/2828908736279225114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/2828908736279225114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/02/resting-up.html' title='Resting up'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/ReThTAwLdyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/XAL4-8qY2nc/s72-c/chelsea+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-1601746855860405494</id><published>2007-02-23T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:16.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another snit</title><content type='html'>Mama tried to set me up for a winter wonderland photo shoot today. I wasn't having it. As you can see I turned my head just when she thought she was getting a good shot.&lt;br /&gt;I might be a supermodel but, I can't just "turn it on" when somebody else tells me to.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can.&lt;br /&gt;I just didn't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rd-w_I1PaQI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wlw8FTImTKo/s1600-h/chelsea+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034937507172542722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rd-w_I1PaQI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wlw8FTImTKo/s320/chelsea+001.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/14039042-1601746855860405494?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/1601746855860405494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=1601746855860405494' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/1601746855860405494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/1601746855860405494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/02/another-snit.html' title='Another snit'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rd-w_I1PaQI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wlw8FTImTKo/s72-c/chelsea+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-1817954426971746393</id><published>2007-02-21T21:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:16.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Sunshade Rocks!</title><content type='html'>Turns out the mailman isn't so bad afterall. Last week I got a beautiful diamond necklace in the mail for Valentine's last week from my one and only loverboy T-Man. To my surprise the mailman bought me another package. It was from my fellow Canadian doggie gal pal - Sunshade!&lt;br /&gt;Sunshade got me a pink poodle! It matches my room perfectly. This is an early birthday present. My birthday is next week. Not that I want gifts or anything.&lt;br /&gt;Sunshade...YOU ROCK!!!! You are so thoughtful and nice and pretty and smart and kind and loveable and heck, you remind me of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You so much you adorable airedale you! Here I am enjoying my new stuffed friend. If Stinky had anything to do with this, thank him too but, I doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rd0BI41PaPI/AAAAAAAAADw/H2Ko41DuIqo/s1600-h/chelsea+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034181210676357362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rd0BI41PaPI/AAAAAAAAADw/H2Ko41DuIqo/s320/chelsea+006.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/14039042-1817954426971746393?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/1817954426971746393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=1817954426971746393' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/1817954426971746393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/1817954426971746393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/02/miss-sunshade-rocks.html' title='Miss Sunshade Rocks!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rd0BI41PaPI/AAAAAAAAADw/H2Ko41DuIqo/s72-c/chelsea+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-3410393096613881675</id><published>2007-02-19T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:17.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop throwing salt!</title><content type='html'>Mama took me for a longer walk today but, she ended up carrying me for half of it. Usually, I don't mind. I love being pampered. Except today I am a little teed off. I couldn't walk because there is so much salt everywhere and it hurts my paw paws!&lt;br /&gt;I understand why humans put it down but, they should leave a little path so that us doggies can have a pleasant winter wonderland walk as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdpPtI1PaOI/AAAAAAAAADk/NEit0_coxBM/s1600-h/chelsea+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033423170423449826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdpPtI1PaOI/AAAAAAAAADk/NEit0_coxBM/s320/chelsea+002.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/14039042-3410393096613881675?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/3410393096613881675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=3410393096613881675' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/3410393096613881675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/3410393096613881675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/02/stop-throwing-salt.html' title='Stop throwing salt!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdpPtI1PaOI/AAAAAAAAADk/NEit0_coxBM/s72-c/chelsea+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-7331714308196604546</id><published>2007-02-18T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:17.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Bunny</title><content type='html'>I just love all the snow we got last week! It's still really cold and my walkies are short and sweet these days.  I have made countless yellow snow cones - er...you don't want to eat any of those and I have had so much fun running around the back yard with Mama. Mama throws a ball and it lands in the big mounds of snow and I have to find it. So I use my nose. The nose knows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am in action. Well, after the action of getting the ball.&lt;br /&gt;T-Man - in case you are wondering why I am not wearing your necklace in these photos....I didn't want to damage it in any way. (Still in awe of it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdkAro1PaMI/AAAAAAAAADM/kP6KcdfLnUY/s1600-h/chelsea+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033054808258341058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdkAro1PaMI/AAAAAAAAADM/kP6KcdfLnUY/s320/chelsea+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdkAvI1PaNI/AAAAAAAAADU/6aUYqjZ5T84/s1600-h/chelsea+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033054868387883218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdkAvI1PaNI/AAAAAAAAADU/6aUYqjZ5T84/s320/chelsea+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdkAvI1PaNI/AAAAAAAAADU/6aUYqjZ5T84/s1600-h/chelsea+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14039042-7331714308196604546?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/7331714308196604546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=7331714308196604546' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/7331714308196604546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/7331714308196604546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='Snow Bunny'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdkAro1PaMI/AAAAAAAAADM/kP6KcdfLnUY/s72-c/chelsea+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-1628245502126391713</id><published>2007-02-16T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:19.574-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I got my Valentine delivery!</title><content type='html'>The mailman brought me something today! He must of read my note to him yesterday warning him that he better bring T-Man's Valentine card. Behold! It was from T-Man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdZxImUNW3I/AAAAAAAAABU/r9O87fv-D5g/s1600-h/chelsea+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032334026171308914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdZxImUNW3I/AAAAAAAAABU/r9O87fv-D5g/s320/chelsea+012.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to stick my head in the envelope right away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdZxNGUNW4I/AAAAAAAAABc/EbJQ8zWiCek/s1600-h/chelsea+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032334103480720258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdZxNGUNW4I/AAAAAAAAABc/EbJQ8zWiCek/s320/chelsea+013.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a gift and a card! I opened the card first as Mama said that was proper etiquette. Whatever that means. The card was very cute and adorable and romantic and PRIVATE. Put it this way, he expressed his love for me in words that I will cherish forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdZxaGUNW6I/AAAAAAAAABs/gxSgy1c-LZg/s1600-h/chelsea+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032334326819019682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdZxaGUNW6I/AAAAAAAAABs/gxSgy1c-LZg/s320/chelsea+020.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened the gift and was shocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdZxhmUNW7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/EGOlsEcre2E/s1600-h/chelsea+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032334455668038578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdZxhmUNW7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/EGOlsEcre2E/s320/chelsea+015.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A diamond choker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdZxmGUNW8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/gjO3_kTc9YU/s1600-h/chelsea+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032334532977449922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdZxmGUNW8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/gjO3_kTc9YU/s320/chelsea+022.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an elegant packaging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdZxrmUNW9I/AAAAAAAAACE/Ar1UlPzARmk/s1600-h/chelsea+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032334627466730450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdZxrmUNW9I/AAAAAAAAACE/Ar1UlPzARmk/s320/chelsea+023.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately had Mama help me put it on. Look at it sparkle! Heck, look at &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sparkle with radiance. Oops, sorry, back to the necklace....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdZxy2UNW-I/AAAAAAAAACM/ZqEVrodGHCk/s1600-h/chelsea+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032334752020782050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdZxy2UNW-I/AAAAAAAAACM/ZqEVrodGHCk/s320/chelsea+016.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a close up. What a romantic man I have! I just love it! T-Man... You have totally surprised me and ravished me with luxury and oh, I just can't stop gushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdZx2WUNW_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8yvJ_gYeRH8/s1600-h/chelsea+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032334812150324210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdZx2WUNW_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8yvJ_gYeRH8/s320/chelsea+018.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Papa (Who is not thrilled about his dogter having a love affair...albeit long distance...was impressed. Now he knows T-Man is serious about me and I am not just another bum to sniff.&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting again for the mailman. I am sure the ring is coming next......sigh. To all the ladies on dogs with blogs....eat your hearts out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdZx6GUNXAI/AAAAAAAAACc/iVg8ZPiN5wk/s1600-h/chelsea+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032334876574833666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdZx6GUNXAI/AAAAAAAAACc/iVg8ZPiN5wk/s320/chelsea+021.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/14039042-1628245502126391713?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/1628245502126391713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=1628245502126391713' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/1628245502126391713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/1628245502126391713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-got-my-valentine-delivery.html' title='I got my Valentine delivery!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdZxImUNW3I/AAAAAAAAABU/r9O87fv-D5g/s72-c/chelsea+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-5802820645334191463</id><published>2007-02-15T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:19.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The valentine card theory</title><content type='html'>I didn't get T-Man's Valentine card yet but, I think I know why!&lt;br /&gt;It's the mailman's fault.&lt;br /&gt;You see he knows I don't like him because I bark viciously &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;when he comes to the door. But, you have to see things my way. He comes here daily, sticks his hand in the mail slot and doesn't even bring me a treat. Ever! The nerve! Traditionally, he always brought stuff for Mama and Papa and not for me - but, all that changed at Christmas time. I got loads and loads of Christmas cards because of the dogs with blogs card exhange. All the cards were addressed to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chelsea, the supermodel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Now you see my dilemma. The mailman knows I am a supermodel and he is trying to sabotage my relationship with T-Man. The mail guy is deliberately holding the card back in hopes that he stands a chance with me.&lt;br /&gt;Hmpft!&lt;br /&gt;Well, mister mailman, if you are reading this. There is NO CHANCE, NO WAY, NO CIGAR, UH UH, NO SIREE, FAT CHANCE, GET A GRIP AND GIVE IT UP!&lt;br /&gt;How many ways can I reject you?&lt;br /&gt;I have the world's most romantic, stylish poodle in love with me and you think I am going to trade him in for someone who tromps all over my property and wears the same outfit all the time?&lt;br /&gt;I may be beautiful but, I am not stupid.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE BRING MY VALENTINE CARD TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdUKU2UNW2I/AAAAAAAAABI/0wbBi3MidIE/s1600-h/chelsea+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031939511950334818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdUKU2UNW2I/AAAAAAAAABI/0wbBi3MidIE/s320/chelsea+001.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/14039042-5802820645334191463?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/5802820645334191463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=5802820645334191463' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/5802820645334191463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/5802820645334191463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentine-card-theory.html' title='The valentine card theory'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdUKU2UNW2I/AAAAAAAAABI/0wbBi3MidIE/s72-c/chelsea+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-1324589037293805724</id><published>2007-02-14T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:20.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!</title><content type='html'>I got up this morning, ate my food and went back to bed. Then when I got up again, (Around lunchtime) I was hungry again. I was in a bit of a snit today and in a bad mood. Not because it's Valentine's day. It was because I had a photo shoot with Mama. And that's what supermodels do. We show up late on the set, act cranky, don't cooperate and get whatever we want. In my case, treats.&lt;br /&gt;The only reason I agreed was for my love T-Man's sake.&lt;br /&gt;T-Man honey, these photos are with love...for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO MY CHARMING T-MAN AND ALL MY FRIENDS AT DOGS WITH BLOGS!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now...my long awaited photoshoot for Valentine's day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rose by any other name...is just not a rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdO-JWUNWzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/mQVsvF5bz_0/s1600-h/chelsea+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031574276521417522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdO-JWUNWzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/mQVsvF5bz_0/s320/chelsea+006.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I was moody, I pulled through for you T-Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdO-OmUNW0I/AAAAAAAAAAs/f52iAct0mw0/s1600-h/chelsea+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031574366715730754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdO-OmUNW0I/AAAAAAAAAAs/f52iAct0mw0/s320/chelsea+007.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyra Banks...eat your heart out woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdO-UWUNW1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Mll46sdK06o/s1600-h/chelsea+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031574465499978578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdO-UWUNW1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Mll46sdK06o/s320/chelsea+008.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/14039042-1324589037293805724?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/1324589037293805724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=1324589037293805724' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/1324589037293805724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/1324589037293805724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='HAPPY VALENTINE&apos;S DAY!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdO-JWUNWzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/mQVsvF5bz_0/s72-c/chelsea+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-487630052121190581</id><published>2007-02-12T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:20.549-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bright eyed and bushy tailed</title><content type='html'>I have to keep this post short peeps. I need to prepare for my Valentine's portrait. In honor of my love T-Man. I have a photo shoot scheduled with Mama tomorrow and need to get some rest. Not that I need beauty sleep or anything.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be in top mental form so I can give it my all.&lt;br /&gt;I am always bright eyed and busy tailed....I just want to be more than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdEYAmUNWyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/DjMZX2GPBhw/s1600-h/chelsea+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030828657313930018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdEYAmUNWyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/DjMZX2GPBhw/s320/chelsea+004.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/14039042-487630052121190581?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/487630052121190581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=487630052121190581' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/487630052121190581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/487630052121190581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/02/bright-eyed-and-bushy-tailed.html' title='Bright eyed and bushy tailed'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/RdEYAmUNWyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/DjMZX2GPBhw/s72-c/chelsea+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-5436727876380751501</id><published>2007-02-11T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:57:20.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking matters into my own paws</title><content type='html'>I had to get on the computer the minute I had a chance. Mama hasn't been on too much and you know the drill peeps...when the humans don't go on we don't stand a chance at getting a post in. I waited until Mama went to the bathroom and I jumped on her chair and logged in. I gotta make this fast cuz she'll be back any second.&lt;br /&gt;I am anxiously awaiting Valentine's day! My T-Man has sent me a card!&lt;br /&gt;Sigh,  too bad I have to rely on that no good mailman in order to get it.&lt;br /&gt;Mental note: I better not bark too much at the mailman the next couple of days. I will try and be nice. The Mail man is my only link right now to getting a note from my Romeo.&lt;br /&gt;The things we do for love.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rc-7MGUNWxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r_5NnG5xAos/s1600-h/chelsea+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030445125324331794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rc-7MGUNWxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r_5NnG5xAos/s320/chelsea+003.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/14039042-5436727876380751501?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/5436727876380751501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=5436727876380751501' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/5436727876380751501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/5436727876380751501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/02/taking-matters-into-my-own-paws.html' title='Taking matters into my own paws'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qizG_US7xSI/Rc-7MGUNWxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r_5NnG5xAos/s72-c/chelsea+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-117081671745045198</id><published>2007-02-06T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T21:51:57.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LOOK AT ME! LOOK AT ME!</title><content type='html'>I know most of you think I am perfect. Why wouldn't you? Truth is, when I go walkies I have some bad habits. (This according to Mama) I am great keeping stride with Mama with my elegant little prance...until....I see a human. Then it's all over.&lt;br /&gt;I just love humans. In fact I think they all wait until they see me leave the house to go out and then they go out. Ofcourse they are purposely walking on my walkie route to see me. I try and appease them by jumping on them, getting their attention, licking them - if they let me get close enough and causing a big commotion until they finally break down and say that I am adorably cute.&lt;br /&gt;Mama finds this annoying since I do this for &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;every single&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; person I see.&lt;br /&gt;I am not just a beauty queen people, I am MISS CONGENIALITY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/737511/chelsea%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/334726/chelsea%20020.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/14039042-117081671745045198?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/117081671745045198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=117081671745045198' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/117081671745045198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/117081671745045198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/02/look-at-me-look-at-me.html' title='LOOK AT ME! LOOK AT ME!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-117072744108260373</id><published>2007-02-05T20:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T21:10:43.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was so cold today I didn't get to have a walkies. I had to pee and poop in the backyard. I am making quite the design with yellow snow creations I have been making. I really do believe I am talented. I am thinking of selling some of my snow designs on E-Bay but, the problem is that the weather in Toronto is so unpredictable that by the time someone bids and I put it in a shipping package - poof! The snow will melt.&lt;br /&gt;I have to work on some other Entrepreneur ideas.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I still have my supermodel career but, that is just based on my looks. I need something to show people that there is a brain in this gorgeous head. If you guys have any ideas let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/994571/chelsea%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/779957/chelsea%20001.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/14039042-117072744108260373?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/117072744108260373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=117072744108260373' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/117072744108260373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/117072744108260373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/02/it-was-so-cold-today-i-didnt-get-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-117062785512940797</id><published>2007-02-04T17:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T17:24:15.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prepping up for V DAY</title><content type='html'>I am trying to get all ready for a Valentine's day photo shoot. In honor of my romeo Mr T-Man.&lt;br /&gt;Mama thought the candle light created a nice ambience.&lt;br /&gt;Papa was downstairs when we took this shot. Papa would not like the fact that I am posing seductively for my man.&lt;br /&gt;Papas learn to let go. Sheesh. I am nearly 21 in dog years!&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I want the photo to be perfect so I will keep trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/772096/chelsea%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/227171/chelsea%20001.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/14039042-117062785512940797?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/117062785512940797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=117062785512940797' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/117062785512940797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/117062785512940797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/02/prepping-up-for-v-day.html' title='Prepping up for V DAY'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-117047302373314061</id><published>2007-02-02T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T22:23:43.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Woohoo!</title><content type='html'>It's Friday peeps! That means Mama is home for two days with me! I waited at the door for her today with anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;It was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;I slapped spit all over her face, we went for our walk, we cuddled, we watched television and she told me she loved me about 50 million times. I got tummy rubs and lots of stuff to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Now, that's what I'm talking about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/745706/chelsea%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/972015/chelsea%20004.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/14039042-117047302373314061?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/117047302373314061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=117047302373314061' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/117047302373314061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/117047302373314061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/02/woohoo.html' title='Woohoo!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-117029601129711937</id><published>2007-01-31T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T21:13:31.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The best - the very best sucky face ever</title><content type='html'>I save this face for desperate measures. (In no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;1) When I want a piece of something I shouldn't have.&lt;br /&gt;2)When I just went for a walk but, want to go back outside to lick the barbecue. (Hey you never know, you could find meat scraps on that thing!)&lt;br /&gt;3) When Mama's excercising and not paying attention to me.&lt;br /&gt;4) ANYTHING that Mama or Papa do that involves not paying attention to ME.&lt;br /&gt;5) When I want to go to bed but, I don't want to go alone&lt;br /&gt;6) When I know there is leftover chicken in the fridge&lt;br /&gt;7) When I need a tummy rub.&lt;br /&gt;8) When I beg Mama to let me go on a plane to see my T-Man.&lt;br /&gt;9) When I just get back from grooming and want Mama and Papa to feel guilty and give me a treat. Yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;another&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; treat! (People, we get poked, prodded and violated...it's the least you can do)&lt;br /&gt;10) For no apparent reason at all. Just because it makes Mama's heart melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/820087/chelsea%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/523554/chelsea%20003.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/14039042-117029601129711937?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/117029601129711937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=117029601129711937' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/117029601129711937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/117029601129711937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/01/best-very-best-sucky-face-ever.html' title='The best - the very best sucky face ever'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-117021099255327399</id><published>2007-01-30T21:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T21:36:32.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I make Mama's day</title><content type='html'>Mama told Papa she had a really bad day at work today. She also said the minute she took me for a walk after work I made her forget all about it.&lt;br /&gt;I ran through the snow and loved making crunchy noises. It wasn't even cold today but, it snowed a lot and I love the snow!&lt;br /&gt;When Mama saw how happy I was and my little nose was covered in snow when I looked up at her she immediately became elated with joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people think us dogs do nothing all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/265175/chelsea%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/438251/chelsea%20002.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/14039042-117021099255327399?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/117021099255327399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=117021099255327399' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/117021099255327399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/117021099255327399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-make-mamas-day.html' title='I make Mama&apos;s day'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-117011781800699375</id><published>2007-01-29T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T19:43:38.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just chillin'</title><content type='html'>I've been busy peeps. Well, not really.&lt;br /&gt;Mama's been busy so my blog had to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;How fair is that?&lt;br /&gt;Mama's been out, running errands, going bowling with her friends, she went hunting for food on the weekend and she's been busy with that damn Turbo Jam.&lt;br /&gt;I am still trying unsuccessfully to get her to trip on one of my toys while she's jumping around sweating and panting in a very unbecoming fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the view from down here anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/389959/chelsea%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/718314/chelsea%20006.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/14039042-117011781800699375?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/117011781800699375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=117011781800699375' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/117011781800699375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/117011781800699375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-chillin.html' title='Just chillin&apos;'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116977502942575240</id><published>2007-01-25T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T20:30:29.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore?</title><content type='html'>Boo sent us a postcard today! Boo entered Mama and I in a contest to go to Singapore! Mama is excited and wants to win. Papa says I am not allowed to leave the country with Mama but, she is welcome to go on a trip.&lt;br /&gt;Papa is a party pooper.&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping to get on the plane and get dropped off in the States to sneak a visit with my boyfriend T-Man.&lt;br /&gt;Papa probably knows that. It's like Romeo and Juliet....drawn apart by our overprotective parents. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/994579/chelsea%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/768776/chelsea%20030.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/14039042-116977502942575240?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116977502942575240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116977502942575240' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116977502942575240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116977502942575240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/01/singapore.html' title='Singapore?'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116960266571637235</id><published>2007-01-23T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T20:37:45.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn that turbo jam!!!</title><content type='html'>Mama got Turbo Jam for Christmas. It was from me apparently. It's an excercise video that combines Tae Bo, Kick boxing, Tae Kwon Do and a bit of Tai Chi. Mama is obsessed with it. She does it almost every day. She comes home from work, takes me for a walk and then she starts to "jam". I have tried everything to get her attention while she is jumping around like a mexican jumping bean. I have brought her toys at her feet, pushed tennis balls to her with my nose and I even try lying on her tummy while she is doing sit ups. She gets upset and tells me to go away. I don't understand! I want to play with my Mama!! I don't understand why I can't jam with her?&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I find it very upsetting. She should be dedicating her time to me. Me, me and only me!&lt;br /&gt;I have to find a way to get to that DVD and dispose of it. Search and destroy....that's my new mission!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/603975/chelsea%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/950643/chelsea%20001.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/14039042-116960266571637235?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116960266571637235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116960266571637235' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116960266571637235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116960266571637235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/01/damn-that-turbo-jam.html' title='Damn that turbo jam!!!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116951275184248253</id><published>2007-01-22T19:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T19:39:11.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The eyes have it</title><content type='html'>My aunt (Jessie and Jake's mama) says that my eyes remind her of the song, "A Total Eclipse of the heart" It's from the 80's so that means my aunt is pretty old in dog years. In fact she may be a figure engulfed in embalming fluid for all I know..&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, the song goes, "Turn around....bright eyes, Turn around bright eyes"&lt;br /&gt;And apparently in the video for the song has a bunch of school boys in it with glowing eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here I am....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/339406/chelsea%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/175315/chelsea%20004.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;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;A total Eclipse of the heart - Chelsea's version&lt;br /&gt;Turn around&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then I get a little bit restless and I want a chewy treat&lt;br /&gt;Turn around&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then I get a little excited when there's someone new to meet&lt;br /&gt;Turn around&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then I know I am the apple of Mama's eye&lt;br /&gt;Turn around&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then I am denied food but, I  still try&lt;br /&gt;A total collection of farts...I mean a total eclipse of the heart.....Once again, my bright eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/362828/chelsea%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/251580/chelsea%20003.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/14039042-116951275184248253?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116951275184248253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116951275184248253' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116951275184248253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116951275184248253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/01/eyes-have-it.html' title='The eyes have it'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116942692917145509</id><published>2007-01-21T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T19:48:49.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrounging for crumbs...</title><content type='html'>We had lots of company this weekend which means lots of food. I spent the good part of the day scrounging the premises for crumbs. Mama had already been through said areas with the sucking machine appliance.&lt;br /&gt;Darn it.&lt;br /&gt;I gave her my very best, "I lost my best friend and am starving to death" look and she caved in and let me have some left overs.&lt;br /&gt;I still got it folks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/441912/chelsea%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/960278/chelsea%20009.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/14039042-116942692917145509?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116942692917145509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116942692917145509' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116942692917145509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116942692917145509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/01/scrounging-for-crumbs.html' title='Scrounging for crumbs...'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116917209303317353</id><published>2007-01-18T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T21:01:33.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not easy...</title><content type='html'>It's not easy being a supermodel. Sometimes I just want to be a regular dog and run and play. I was playing with my ball today and Mama kept telling me to stop and pose so that she could take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for her I am very photogenic and don't even need a hair or make up person since I am naturally glowing and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;It is very irritating sometimes though. Supermodels need fun and leisure time too. Ok, so I slept 12 hours today but, still......that doesn't count because I cannot play in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/494392/chelsea%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/194252/chelsea%20006.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/14039042-116917209303317353?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116917209303317353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116917209303317353' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116917209303317353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116917209303317353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-not-easy.html' title='It&apos;s not easy...'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116909154004637859</id><published>2007-01-17T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T22:39:00.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poodle security</title><content type='html'>Miss Sunshade was lovely enough to send me a sign that says POODLE SECURITY along with her Christmas card from the exchange. It was very fitting because I am a great guard dog. I bark at people walking by, I keep on alert for Mama to come home from work,  I let Mama know when Papa is home from hockey and I love to scare the bajeebers out of the mail man. (Who no longer puts the mail through the slot, he leaves it in between the front door and screen door) I bark the most for the paper boy but, that's only because he lives up the street and I really like him! Mama opens the door when I am barking at him and then I run to the door and cover the paper boy in kisses.&lt;br /&gt;I tell ya, I could lick someone to death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/418622/chelsea%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/31340/chelsea%20008.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/14039042-116909154004637859?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116909154004637859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116909154004637859' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116909154004637859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116909154004637859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/01/poodle-security.html' title='Poodle security'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116899991631376951</id><published>2007-01-16T21:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T21:11:56.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's talk food!</title><content type='html'>Mama is making me ask you guys to tell her what you eat. Mama is starting to get concerned she is slowly killing me with kindness. I eat chicken (Cooked but, plain) a few times a week, sometimes I get a plain hotdog (Very rare) I eat a small tin of moist dogfood most days - if I am in the mood. Also I eat dry kibble here and there if the humans don't give in and give me human food. Mama's heard of the raw food diet but, is afraid to try it. So the woman is asking you all to let her know what you guys eat or if you know if chicken is bad for dogs. Mama cannot find consistent information on the internet. The vet says chicken once in a while is ok as long as I eat my own food. Mama trusts you guys since you all have such loving owners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s PLEASE PLEASE say cookies and treats....I have a feeling she is serious about this. Darn, better eat my chicken while I can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/313541/chelsea%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/659887/chelsea%20010.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/14039042-116899991631376951?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116899991631376951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116899991631376951' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116899991631376951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116899991631376951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/01/lets-talk-food.html' title='Let&apos;s talk food!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116891114981783351</id><published>2007-01-15T20:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T20:32:29.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's a golden globe?</title><content type='html'>Mama's watching some award show called the Golden Globes. I am watching it with her but, I don't get it.  So I will tell you my take on it and Mama is going to help me out by telling you who I am referring to. Some lady who looks like she is sucking lemons (Renee Zellweger)  is presenting an award. Meanwhile, Mama keeps sh-ing everyone who talks when they show a certain couple.  And she is doing this a lot because the camera man seems to love them. (Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie)&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, the humans are all dressed up really nice and getting these big golden things as prizes. (Do you think they are edible? Is that what the big deal is?)&lt;br /&gt;I think most of those humans talk too much!&lt;br /&gt;If dogs with blogs had an award ceremony, we would just get up on the podium, happily accept our snack or treat and move on.&lt;br /&gt;Well, except for me...because I would probably be hosting it. Afterall, who else could captivate the camera for two and a half hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/952122/chelsea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/298661/chelsea.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/14039042-116891114981783351?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116891114981783351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116891114981783351' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116891114981783351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116891114981783351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/01/whats-golden-globe.html' title='What&apos;s a golden globe?'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116881749328296505</id><published>2007-01-14T18:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T18:41:31.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone's been sleeping in my bed!!</title><content type='html'>The nerve of my stuffed toys! Next thing you know they'll be eating my kibble! I simply can't have this. I am calling a meeting of all my stuffed friends tomorrow. I shall refresh their memories about the rules around here.&lt;br /&gt;Hmpft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/754849/chelsea%20078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/365603/chelsea%20078.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/14039042-116881749328296505?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116881749328296505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116881749328296505' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116881749328296505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116881749328296505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/01/someones-been-sleeping-in-my-bed.html' title='Someone&apos;s been sleeping in my bed!!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116856630906502446</id><published>2007-01-11T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T20:45:09.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No snow still</title><content type='html'>It's really cold but, still no snow. The lovely grass is no longer. It's brown looking. Kind of looks like I poople everywhere and skidded by bum around spreading my poop.&lt;br /&gt;I can assure you that I didn't&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my bum bum, the groomer took care of my anal glands that needed draining so I am good as new! My bum bum is daisy fresh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/332128/chelsea%20092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/396165/chelsea%20092.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/14039042-116856630906502446?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116856630906502446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116856630906502446' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116856630906502446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116856630906502446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/01/no-snow-still.html' title='No snow still'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116839645840097173</id><published>2007-01-09T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T21:34:18.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grooming time all around!</title><content type='html'>One thing I can say about Mama and Papa is that when I get groomed....we ALL get groomed. It's like synchronized grooming. It's only fair. Why should I be the only one who gets poked and prodded and Lord knows what else. Papa went last week, Mama went on the weekend and I am going tomorrow. (YIKES!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Mama's BEFORE shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/638061/chelsea%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/559742/chelsea%2520002.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;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;Here is her AFTER shot. Notice I am trying to get away from her. Well, in all fairness she is silly to pose beside a supermodel like myself. I am trying to move out of the picture so that she looks better.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, it's the least I can do since she loves me so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/577014/chelsea%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/272830/chelsea%20012.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/14039042-116839645840097173?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116839645840097173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116839645840097173' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116839645840097173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116839645840097173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/01/grooming-time-all-around.html' title='Grooming time all around!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116830794274816211</id><published>2007-01-08T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T20:59:03.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I spent most of the day sleeping. Mama went back to work so I was a tad depressed. Papa works from home and don't get me wrong ...he's not chopped liver but, I just so adore my Mama.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of chopped liver I had some for dinner last night and devoured it in one full swoop.&lt;br /&gt;Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;When Mama got home from work today and went to kiss me, she said I stunk like puke. Papa realized I must of thrown up. Mama spent a long time trying to find out where I puked and she never found it.&lt;br /&gt;That should teach her for going to work!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll leave her another present tomorrow. This could be fun.&lt;br /&gt;Until then folks, I am putting on my pj's and doing what I do best.&lt;br /&gt;Catch some zzzzz's.&lt;br /&gt;Later peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/281483/chelsea%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/586151/chelsea%20001.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/14039042-116830794274816211?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116830794274816211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116830794274816211' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116830794274816211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116830794274816211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-spent-most-of-day-sleeping.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116818936015317341</id><published>2007-01-07T11:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T12:02:40.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too busy to blog</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone. Mama's been too busy and apparently my blog has to suffer. I am not mad though because we have been having lots of fun! We've been entertaining, having fun people over and I am getting to play with kids! Woohoo. We even spent a few nights all cuddling on the couch and watching movies. As if I needed to be more relaxed than I already am. I think Mama's going back to work tomorrow though because all day today she is running around like a chicken with no head trying to get organized for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of chicken.....I wonder what's for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/251176/chelsea%20102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/707088/chelsea%20102.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/14039042-116818936015317341?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116818936015317341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116818936015317341' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116818936015317341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116818936015317341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/01/too-busy-to-blog.html' title='Too busy to blog'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116796179301486659</id><published>2007-01-04T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T20:49:53.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama's girl</title><content type='html'>Sorry I havn't been posting. Mama's been home with me now for two weeks! Woohoo I am loving it. I think she is going back to work soon. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;Mama took me to her work since we live so close and showed me off to all her coworkers. They were oohing and aahing and saying how I cute I am. They also said I am so well behaved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No news to me. Or Mama.&lt;br /&gt;Some woman came running out and was dissapointed when she saw me. She said, "Oh...it's a dog, the way you were all going on I thought it was a baby." And she turned away.&lt;br /&gt;Mama corrected her quickly by saying...."It is a baby!!! MY baby."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, that Mama.... You go girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/77262/chelsea%20150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/855332/chelsea%20150.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/14039042-116796179301486659?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116796179301486659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116796179301486659' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116796179301486659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116796179301486659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/01/mamas-girl.html' title='Mama&apos;s girl'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116767049832299290</id><published>2007-01-01T11:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T11:54:58.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>We had a get together last night. Some of Mama's friends came over. My aunt was here with her human male companion and my doggie cousins! I had lots of fun running around with my cousins and the two human kiddies that were here! I even got a Christmas gift. Yes another one! A stocking full of toys. Mama thinks she may have to rent out a storage unit just to keep all my toys. Hmmpft! She better not even think about it.&lt;br /&gt;The night was great except I threw up twice and was not allowed to have any dinner or anything to eat at all which made me upset. Then if that wasn't bad enough, one of Mama's friends brought a karoake machine and Mama took hold of the microphone for most of the night.&lt;br /&gt;I should of peed in Mama's friends shoe for revenge.&lt;br /&gt;I am still shuddering.&lt;br /&gt;What did I do to deserve this punishment?&lt;br /&gt;Then this morning I got up and ran downstairs hoping to savour some crumbs that some of the drunk people may have dropped.&lt;br /&gt;Damn that Mama. She had already vacuumed and cleaned up.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, HAPPY NEW YEAR....Big hugs to you all and a special kiss for my T-Man! A long distance cuddle too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/645429/chelsea%20110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/571989/chelsea%20110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/445428/chelsea%20110.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14039042-116767049832299290?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116767049832299290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116767049832299290' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116767049832299290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116767049832299290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116752893432938640</id><published>2006-12-30T20:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T20:35:34.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>People are  coming!</title><content type='html'>Mama's been running around and cleaning and Papa's been tidying up.  Mama's been baking and Papa's been organizing. This can only mean one thing. People are coming! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;I love having company.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to break it to Mama and Pops but, the visitors are coming to see me.&lt;br /&gt;I am the life of the party. Heck, I am the party.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;I think there is a new year coming or something???&lt;br /&gt;As long as there's food who needs an occasion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/863691/chelsea%20091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/99240/chelsea%20091.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/14039042-116752893432938640?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116752893432938640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116752893432938640' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116752893432938640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116752893432938640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2006/12/people-are-coming.html' title='People are  coming!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116716266241333042</id><published>2006-12-26T14:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T15:14:19.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THANKS SANTA PAWS!</title><content type='html'>Christmas was so much fun! As soon as Mama said the word, I started ripping into my presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/648189/chelsea%20138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/474803/chelsea%20138.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;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;Nearly all the presents under the tree were for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/290092/chelsea%20137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/256355/chelsea%20137.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just kept coming one after another!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/1783/chelsea%20141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/923396/chelsea%20141.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;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;Good thing I eat my denta stix on a daily basis. My teeth were strong to rip those babies open!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/606802/chelsea%20135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/293386/chelsea%20135.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;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;The excitement was almost to much to bear. My tail has never been so tired from wagging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/563801/chelsea%20133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/927342/chelsea%20133.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there were those moments where I had to watch Mama and Papa open their gifts. Yawn. Hey! When is it my turn again???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/53353/chelsea%20144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/541429/chelsea%20144.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;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;Oooh, my very own Christmas Reindeer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/289712/chelsea%20143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/435913/chelsea%20143.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;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;And a plushy leather like bone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/324477/chelsea%20136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/702297/chelsea%20136.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of pink toys and girlie stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/785412/chelsea%20121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/52758/chelsea%20121.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another squeaky ball. A girl can never have enough of these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/188802/chelsea%20115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/185121/chelsea%20115.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn it....Mama's turn to open gifts again....Hurry up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/29751/chelsea%20112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/461902/chelsea%20112.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another ball!!! YAY! The 216 I already have simply aren't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/642302/chelsea%20108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/912026/chelsea%20108.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh! Yet another one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/39872/chelsea%20124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/926615/chelsea%20124.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a break and regrouping before moving on to other gifts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/349749/chelsea%20111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/601288/chelsea%20111.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow a new leash! Which means walkies!! I love walkies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/498045/chelsea%20109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/721544/chelsea%20109.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, this one smells like chicken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/525519/chelsea%20103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/924307/chelsea%20103.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry, gotta rip this sucker open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/198986/chelsea%20105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/771655/chelsea%20105.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organic treats. Is this some kind of joke? Actually, they aren't too bad at all. I love em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/140771/chelsea%20117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/419131/chelsea%20117.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new gray fuzzy bear. I'll show him who's boss around here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/229971/chelsea%20130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/89600/chelsea%20130.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick inventory of all my new toys and treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/48548/chelsea%20146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/406295/chelsea%20146.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got toys, pajamas, treats, new food bowls, new leashes and a seat belt? Apparently it is for my safety. Santa Paws is so smart to think of all of this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/426380/chelsea%20148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/675921/chelsea%20148.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guarded my stuff for a while. I don't trust Mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/437753/chelsea%20149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/10240/chelsea%20149.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really was spoiled as usual. Don't get me wrong, even though I totally deserved it, I really only wanted one thing this Christmas and that was for T-Man to get better. And now he is!&lt;br /&gt;So I just wanted to say THANK YOU Santa Paws for all my presents and for a very nice Christmas with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S - Sorry you had milk and no cookies....I just wasn't sure if I was going to get treats or not so I ate your cookies....Better luck next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOOXOXO&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/362510/chelsea%20090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/515995/chelsea%20090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/14039042-116716266241333042?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116716266241333042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116716266241333042' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116716266241333042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116716266241333042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2006/12/thanks-santa-paws.html' title='THANKS SANTA PAWS!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116706773783542520</id><published>2006-12-25T12:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T12:28:57.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HOLIDAYS!</title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/912267/chelsea%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/152307/chelsea%20029.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/14039042-116706773783542520?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116706773783542520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116706773783542520' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116706773783542520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116706773783542520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-holidays.html' title='HAPPY HOLIDAYS!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116692550402617269</id><published>2006-12-23T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T20:58:24.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Resting up</title><content type='html'>Most people open their presents on Christmas day but, Mama and Papa open their presents on Christmas Eve. They always have. They open a couple each hour throughout the night starting after dinner. This lasts all night sometimes.  I have lots of presents under the tree so I need to rest up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/70832/chelsea%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/905110/chelsea%20001.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/14039042-116692550402617269?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116692550402617269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116692550402617269' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116692550402617269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116692550402617269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2006/12/resting-up.html' title='Resting up'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116684149633912458</id><published>2006-12-22T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T21:39:02.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The magical tree</title><content type='html'>You know that tree I told you that Papa showed up with a few weeks ago? Well it's magic! Everytime I walk by there seems to be more presents underneath it. (And I walk by a lot)&lt;br /&gt;The wilderness police never came to arrest Papa so I guess we can keep the tree. Which is good since I am obsessed with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/940749/chelsea%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/208/chelsea%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;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;I have to make sure Mama and Papa aren't around first. Then when the coast is clear....I snoop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/857979/chelsea%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/236452/chelsea%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/577921/chelsea%20007.jpg"&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;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;I just know all these presents are for me! I swear I can smell treats and some of the presents are soft...as a plush toy would be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/577921/chelsea%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/44036/chelsea%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/940749/chelsea%20006.jpg"&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am shoving my head in there to get a good sniff. Yep, it's beef of some sort....definitely all my presents.&lt;br /&gt;After all - who else would they be for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/625123/chelsea%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/96703/chelsea%20005.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/14039042-116684149633912458?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116684149633912458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116684149633912458' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116684149633912458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116684149633912458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2006/12/magical-tree.html' title='The magical tree'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116675775088699566</id><published>2006-12-21T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T22:51:17.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Man update</title><content type='html'>My darling T-Man had surgery today - his mom put a message on his blog saying that his surgery went well and they removed four stones.&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking about him all day and sending him cyber kisses and sloppy licks. I just know he is going to be ok. He may have to wear a head cone but, believe me....he is so fashionable and stylish that soon head cones will be all the rage! Doggies everywhere will be lining up at the vets to get one.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, that's my man. Trend setting T-Man.&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/703396/chelsea%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/37521/chelsea%20005.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/14039042-116675775088699566?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116675775088699566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116675775088699566' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116675775088699566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116675775088699566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2006/12/t-man-update.html' title='T-Man update'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116666382125490981</id><published>2006-12-20T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T20:17:01.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A bittersweet day</title><content type='html'>Mama's sister emailed her at work this morning to tell her she had read T-Man's blog and he was sick. Mama read his blog and found out he had been in the hospital and may have stones in his bladder. Mama was very sad and called Papa to tell him. They tried to hide it from me but, I could sense something was wrong and panicked!&lt;br /&gt;Then the mailman came to the door. Normally I detest the man but, he brought a package for me! It was from my beloved T-MAN!!! Check it out. A beautiful picture of him in a lovely pink frame that will go great in my pink poodle room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/60473/chelsea%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/252769/chelsea%20003.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/60473/chelsea%20003.jpg"&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;Isn't he just the finest catch of a man you ever saw? It also came with a very romantic note that read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dearest Chelsea,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since my mom won't let me visit you in person, I thought this picture of me could help you pretend I am there with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your devoted poodle boyfriend,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;T-Man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;XOXOXOXOXOXXOOXOXOXOX&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/177710/chelsea%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/899384/chelsea%20002.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;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;What perfect timing for this lovely gesture! My man was not well and now I had a portrait of him to focus my energies on. I held a candlelight vigil in my gentleman's honor. I prayed and prayed and prayed  (Along with Mama's supervision as she would never leave me unattended with a lit candle in the room)&lt;br /&gt;And after I was done, Mama and I went to check T-Man's blog for an update and he's got stones but, luckily there is nothing very serious wrong with him. He is having surgery tomorrow to remove the stones. Please join me in praying for T-Man for a safe surgery and speedy recovery.&lt;br /&gt;I know I am not the only who has become completely smitten with him and fallen in love.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;And a special mention to T-Man's mom for taking such good care of her darling fur child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/710468/chelsea%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/263249/chelsea%20004.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/14039042-116666382125490981?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116666382125490981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116666382125490981' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116666382125490981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116666382125490981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2006/12/bittersweet-day.html' title='A bittersweet day'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116649266859121619</id><published>2006-12-18T20:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T20:45:37.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy little black fuRball</title><content type='html'>I have been busy peeps. Well, Mama's been busy and I am not allowed to use the computer unless she is with me so I havn't been able to blog. I am excited because that big tree in the living room now has gifts underneath it and some smell like treats!! Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/327328/chelsea%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/690750/chelsea%20003.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;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;And I want to thank all my doggie friends for the incredible cards I got! We are almost running out of room to hang them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/996291/chelsea%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/759476/chelsea%20005.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;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;And even more on the mantle! I love all my xmas cards but, my favorite is from my one and only....T-Man. (Notice he is front and centre on my mantle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/177010/chelsea%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/119070/chelsea%20004.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while Mama was running around I was busy as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, relaxing is hard work !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/975815/chelsea%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/160733/chelsea%20002.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/14039042-116649266859121619?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116649266859121619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116649266859121619' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116649266859121619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116649266859121619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2006/12/busy-little-black-furball.html' title='Busy little black fuRball'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116597284555514213</id><published>2006-12-12T20:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T20:20:45.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a stand</title><content type='html'>Here I am .....taking a stand.&lt;br /&gt;For poodles everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?&lt;br /&gt;Not quite sure why but, hey....I had nothing else to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/464166/chelsea%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/968255/chelsea%20006.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/14039042-116597284555514213?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116597284555514213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116597284555514213' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116597284555514213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116597284555514213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2006/12/taking-stand.html' title='Taking a stand'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116588602857506689</id><published>2006-12-11T20:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T20:13:48.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not very lady like</title><content type='html'>I did something I never do. I pooed on the carpet today. The dingy carpet by the back door that was already covered in mystery stains when we moved here. I really had to go and couldn't find Papa so I just let loose so to speak. It was not a normal poop. Obviously I over indulged yesterday on that second helping of chicken.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I couldn't help it but, now the humans are with holding good food from me. I only was allowed kibble today which needless to say.....remains untouched. What &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; a girl to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/585838/chelsea%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/546982/chelsea%20002.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/14039042-116588602857506689?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116588602857506689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116588602857506689' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116588602857506689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116588602857506689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2006/12/not-very-lady-like.html' title='Not very lady like'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116571549011387027</id><published>2006-12-09T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T20:51:30.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big tree in the house!</title><content type='html'>Papa brought home a tree. I have no idea what park he took it from. I don't what possesses him to do this once a year. I hope I don't see him on America's Most Wanted. I wonder how much time humans get for stealing nature. I am sure it's a hefty penalty!&lt;br /&gt;Mama didn't seem too concerned. She decorated the darn thing and even gave it water. Better have not been any of my water! I sniffed it and couldn't detect any doggie pee. Maybe I am supposed to christen it? I'll try later.&lt;br /&gt;I remember last year we had a tree and at some point lots of boxes were underneath it. Most of them were for me......On the other hand, this must be a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/493672/chelsea%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/864820/chelsea%20007.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/14039042-116571549011387027?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116571549011387027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116571549011387027' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116571549011387027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116571549011387027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2006/12/big-tree-in-house.html' title='Big tree in the house!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116553785803584805</id><published>2006-12-07T19:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T19:55:09.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No dog on the catwalk!</title><content type='html'>Dear President of Victoria Secret,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Chelsea. Perhaps you have heard of me? I am the number one canine supermodel on the planet. I must say I was very dissapointed when I recently discovered that you held a very high profile fashion show and neglected to invite me to participate. You must of forgot or misplaced my address. I know they call it a catwalk but, nobody struts it like me. Yes, I am a dog but, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;unlike&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; those twig legged so called women you featured - I have curves and am naturally beautiful. You really don't know what you are missing. So I thought I'd rub it in a little.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am doing my supermodel stance in a very flimsy piece of fabric. Notice the perfect arch to my back and my long furry legs that go for miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/95187/chelsea%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/751779/chelsea%20003.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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/95187/chelsea%20003.jpg"&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;br /&gt;Nevermind. I just realized why you never called! It just dawned on me. I could never be in your fashion show because all those human models would never show up. For fear that I'd obviously &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;show them up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And although I am the best there is....I couldn't possibly model ALL the fashions that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, don't bother calling now. I am already booked all next year.&lt;br /&gt;Eat your heart out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea the supermodel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/133180/chelsea%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/850379/chelsea%20005.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/14039042-116553785803584805?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116553785803584805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116553785803584805' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116553785803584805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116553785803584805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-dog-on-catwalk.html' title='No dog on the catwalk!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116546195736674322</id><published>2006-12-06T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T22:34:11.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Xmas card out take number 1</title><content type='html'>Most of you have gotten my Christmas card by now. Here is one of the out takes of my Christmas card photo shoot. As you imagine, usually there are no out takes at one of my shoots because I photograph so well and am naturally inclined to pose at will. However, I was in a hissy of a mood this particular day. I posed what seemed like hours and barely had a break or was given a treat until the end of the session. I was very much in a Naomi Campbell kind of mood if you know what I mean. Here I am in a huff turning away just when I know Mama was mere seconds away from getting the perfect shot.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, your cards all have a primo supermodel pose on them....I let Mama sweat for a while and then she got the money shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/445641/chelsea%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/667701/chelsea%20006.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/14039042-116546195736674322?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116546195736674322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116546195736674322' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116546195736674322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116546195736674322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2006/12/xmas-card-out-take-number-1.html' title='Xmas card out take number 1'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116536745752778572</id><published>2006-12-05T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T20:10:57.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo shop woes - not</title><content type='html'>People are always asking Mama why she doesn't photo shop my eyes. You see my eyes always turn out yellow. Mama always tells people that photo shop has a red eye feature but, alas not a yellow eye feature.&lt;br /&gt;You heard it from me peeps, it's not that my eyes are yellow. It's my golden personality that shines through in each and every photograph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, the supermodel status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/709299/chelsea%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/541539/chelsea%20009.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/14039042-116536745752778572?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116536745752778572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116536745752778572' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116536745752778572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116536745752778572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2006/12/photo-shop-woes-not.html' title='Photo shop woes - not'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116528298203697539</id><published>2006-12-04T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T20:49:06.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More cards!</title><content type='html'>I got more cards again! My mantle is full.  And December has just started! Now that I have so many multi-cultural friends of all different backgrounds, sizes and breeds.....I got to thinking. And I had one of my brilliant ideas.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should organize a group collage of all of us.&lt;br /&gt;Kind of like a Benetton ad but, for doggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/224723/chelsea%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/883389/chelsea%20008.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/14039042-116528298203697539?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116528298203697539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116528298203697539' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116528298203697539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116528298203697539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2006/12/more-cards.html' title='More cards!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116519713840387843</id><published>2006-12-03T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T20:52:18.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow!</title><content type='html'>WOOWOO! We had snow. A very tiny bit but, nonetheless SNOW.  I love the snow. I love running in it. I was so excited when I got outside I immediately went to investigate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/809690/chelsea%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/797167/chelsea%20004.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I did my business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/124292/chelsea%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/233079/chelsea%20001.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;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;It melted very fast but, it still was glorious while it lasted!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/107804/chelsea%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/437085/chelsea%20006.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/14039042-116519713840387843?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116519713840387843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116519713840387843' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116519713840387843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116519713840387843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2006/12/snow.html' title='Snow!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116502336554380254</id><published>2006-12-01T20:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T20:36:05.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone with the wind</title><content type='html'>Mother Nature jipped me on my walk today. It was so windy that when Mama took me out we had to make it short and sweet. Mama was terrified I would get blown away. She weighs a heck of a lot more than me (No offense Mama but, it's the truth) And she was getting blown into the street. I am much more coordinated than she is since I have had supermodel training. I stood my ground with my long legs and I was fine. Mama on the other hand had hair blowing all over her face and looked like a weeble. You know - weebles wobble but, they don't fall down.....&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I am staying inside if I can help it.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mother Nature...thanks for nothing!!! Hmpft!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/493213/chelsea%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/334037/chelsea%20006.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/14039042-116502336554380254?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116502336554380254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116502336554380254' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116502336554380254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116502336554380254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2006/12/gone-with-wind.html' title='Gone with the wind'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14039042.post-116493433239494549</id><published>2006-11-30T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T19:52:12.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanity will get her nowhere</title><content type='html'>Mama spends so much time in the bathroom. (And not just because she's trying some new cleanse) She takes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;forever &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to get ready. She goes under that water spout in the bathroom for what seems like eternity. Then she puts cream all over herself (which I love licking off cuz it tastes so good) then she fusses with her hair forever.&lt;br /&gt;And people think I am the ego maniac.&lt;br /&gt;Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;During the week I understand - she goes to work and can't be all stinky when she gets there but, she is even worse on the weekends! I wait ages for her sometimes. She really needs to get over herself.&lt;br /&gt;My walks are about me. Not her. What does she think we are going to run into Brad Pitt on our route? Give it up woman! Throw on a pair of track pants and put your fuzzy head in a clip already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/1600/962267/chelsea%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/589/1258/320/205529/chelsea%20004.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/14039042-116493433239494549?l=blogfromadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/feeds/116493433239494549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14039042&amp;postID=116493433239494549' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116493433239494549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14039042/posts/default/116493433239494549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromadog.blogspot.com/2006/11/vanity-will-get-her-nowhere.html' title='Vanity will get her nowhere'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910233526938933219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/lgallac/poodleface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry></feed>
