<?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-3733145160204628700</id><updated>2012-01-29T03:36:34.347-06:00</updated><category term='Tails'/><category term='Integrative'/><category term='Doolin'/><category term='Sick'/><category term='Snowing'/><category term='treats'/><category term='Jackson'/><category term='Beer'/><category term='Bark in the Park'/><category term='Lucy (Uptown)'/><category term='Names'/><category term='Poker'/><category term='Blessing'/><category term='Diet'/><category term='Golden Rose'/><category term='Rehab'/><category term='Stormy'/><category term='Dog Beach'/><category term='Glenda'/><category term='family'/><category 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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>123</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-7962352163261392133</id><published>2009-07-14T21:09:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:28:22.108-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirby Fun'/><title type='text'>Today I'm 3!</title><content type='html'>Today I turned three years old, and the best part of the day was being reunited with Mom and Dad since their vacation is finally over (more on that in another post). After lots of kisses and tail wagging, I got down to the business at hand, celebrating my 3rd birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sl08n2Z1vvI/AAAAAAAAB1U/onrfWooOk6o/s1600-h/IMG_2215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sl08n2Z1vvI/AAAAAAAAB1U/onrfWooOk6o/s320/IMG_2215.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358505786957217522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We started off opening the prezzies right away!  I just can't control myself when I'm opening gifts.  He he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sl08pGWBefI/AAAAAAAAB1s/WUqRDguTSiU/s1600-h/IMG_2205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sl08pGWBefI/AAAAAAAAB1s/WUqRDguTSiU/s320/IMG_2205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358505808416045554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YEAH, more gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sl08og5avpI/AAAAAAAAB1k/kPl60EpNKPc/s1600-h/IMG_2203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sl08og5avpI/AAAAAAAAB1k/kPl60EpNKPc/s320/IMG_2203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358505798363954834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week, while I stayed at my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grandparents&lt;/span&gt;, they threw me a big old doggy birthday party.  Grandma got me this giant tennis ball, which I destroyed in under 30 seconds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sl08oPFesxI/AAAAAAAAB1c/4zIETSTZmjY/s1600-h/IMG_2198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sl08oPFesxI/AAAAAAAAB1c/4zIETSTZmjY/s320/IMG_2198.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358505793582707474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow, what is this?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Doggie&lt;/span&gt; brew for my 21st (in dog years) birthday!  Too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pawsome&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sl08psEMugI/AAAAAAAAB10/pcazgcSjEvM/s1600-h/IMG_2211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sl08psEMugI/AAAAAAAAB10/pcazgcSjEvM/s320/IMG_2211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358505818541832706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, I love a good nip of the yummy alcohol, but Mom wouldn't let me have a whole bottle.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Doggie&lt;/span&gt; Brew is actually a yummy beef broth that was so delicious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sl07kPTC9TI/AAAAAAAAB1E/TS348CHvZgs/s1600-h/IMG_2213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sl07kPTC9TI/AAAAAAAAB1E/TS348CHvZgs/s320/IMG_2213.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358504625408505138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a look at the loot I got from my party last week and what I got from Mom and Dad today.  I sure did pretty well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sl07jv71dxI/AAAAAAAAB08/MKEO7JH6j_M/s1600-h/IMG_2216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sl07jv71dxI/AAAAAAAAB08/MKEO7JH6j_M/s320/IMG_2216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358504616989652754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best part of the birthday, the CAKE!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MMMMMmmmm&lt;/span&gt;, cake!  (yellow cake of course, no chocolate for this pup)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sl071kd_uZI/AAAAAAAAB1M/j_aBasHIUVQ/s1600-h/IMG_2227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sl071kd_uZI/AAAAAAAAB1M/j_aBasHIUVQ/s320/IMG_2227.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358504923149351314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How can you make me wait for my piece of cake?  I WANT IT NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sl07i0K8_VI/AAAAAAAAB0s/ZFE2KlMgcks/s1600-h/IMG_2233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sl07i0K8_VI/AAAAAAAAB0s/ZFE2KlMgcks/s320/IMG_2233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358504600946933074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mmmmm&lt;/span&gt; cake, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;yummmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sl07iVFacEI/AAAAAAAAB0k/ynGUxnIxSgw/s1600-h/IMG_2234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sl07iVFacEI/AAAAAAAAB0k/ynGUxnIxSgw/s320/IMG_2234.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358504592602198082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A huge thank you to my pals Lenny and Molly and Taffy for their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pawsome&lt;/span&gt; cards.  Thank you so much, they made my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-7962352163261392133?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/7962352163261392133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=7962352163261392133' title='87 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/7962352163261392133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/7962352163261392133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-im-3.html' title='Today I&apos;m 3!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sl08n2Z1vvI/AAAAAAAAB1U/onrfWooOk6o/s72-c/IMG_2215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>87</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-7571232379037446518</id><published>2009-05-31T21:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:33:37.572-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirby Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandparents'/><title type='text'>Fun at Grandma &amp; Grandpa's!</title><content type='html'>A couple of weekends ago, Mom, Dad and I packed up the car and headed off to Grandma and Grandpa's for the day.  When I go to their house it is pure fun.  They spoil me rotten and I get to run wild on their 10 acres, plus they have a lake to swim in.  Wooo hoooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I arrived, I took off for a run in their yard.  I'm a city dog, so they have got a lot of grass to run and graze on.  He he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SiM7I1UrPRI/AAAAAAAAB0c/oANZODZyNqM/s1600-h/IMG_2081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SiM7I1UrPRI/AAAAAAAAB0c/oANZODZyNqM/s320/IMG_2081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342178605930331410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Uncle John is always willing to play with me, so he started to throw my ball around for me.  I just love my Uncle John. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SiM7IuQ6OnI/AAAAAAAAB0U/MLIg3F2IO8o/s1600-h/IMG_2080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SiM7IuQ6OnI/AAAAAAAAB0U/MLIg3F2IO8o/s320/IMG_2080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342178604035488370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even when everyone else started to go inside to eat, I still wanted to play with my Uncle.  Can you see the concentration on my face.  I really, really want him to throw the ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SiM7IPX1y5I/AAAAAAAAB0M/VGGsn3lnnTs/s1600-h/IMG_2077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SiM7IPX1y5I/AAAAAAAAB0M/VGGsn3lnnTs/s320/IMG_2077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342178595743058834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, a dog can only play fetch for so long, so then I'm off to the lake for a swim.  The geese weren't on the lake that day, which disappointed me.  I love to chase the geese off the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SiM7HqUYolI/AAAAAAAAB0E/CEXPQuSmx58/s1600-h/IMG_2082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SiM7HqUYolI/AAAAAAAAB0E/CEXPQuSmx58/s320/IMG_2082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342178585796452946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture was taken when I was supposed to be getting in our car to head home, but I wanted to check out the creek that runs behind the lake.  There's a beaver that lives back there, and I sooo want to catch him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SiM7HRGCFZI/AAAAAAAABz8/7YmoeXfgye8/s1600-h/IMG_2084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SiM7HRGCFZI/AAAAAAAABz8/7YmoeXfgye8/s320/IMG_2084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342178579025368466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahhh, nothing beats spending time at my Grandparents house.  I can't wait to go there and visit again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-7571232379037446518?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/7571232379037446518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=7571232379037446518' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/7571232379037446518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/7571232379037446518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2009/05/fun-at-grandma-grandpas.html' title='Fun at Grandma &amp; Grandpa&apos;s!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SiM7I1UrPRI/AAAAAAAAB0c/oANZODZyNqM/s72-c/IMG_2081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-530067983748986842</id><published>2009-05-27T19:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:26:21.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sh3aH25nApI/AAAAAAAABz0/4u6Qz36mfKM/s1600-h/IMG_2067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sh3aH25nApI/AAAAAAAABz0/4u6Qz36mfKM/s320/IMG_2067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340664561662362258" 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/3733145160204628700-530067983748986842?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/530067983748986842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=530067983748986842' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/530067983748986842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/530067983748986842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2009/05/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sh3aH25nApI/AAAAAAAABz0/4u6Qz36mfKM/s72-c/IMG_2067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-4349341279283441121</id><published>2009-05-20T21:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:46:19.601-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bark in the Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><title type='text'>Computer is fixed, Bark in the Park and an AWARD!</title><content type='html'>My amazing Dad finally removed all traces of the Malware virus, so I am happy to be back on the pooter and blogging again!  Thanks Dad, you're the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, I participated in my 3rd Bark in the Park.  Bark in the Park is a 5k walk and festival that benefits the animals that the Anti Cruelty Society of Chicago takes care of.  Mom always says that its good to give back, so I love to help out pooches who are less fortunate than I. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/ShS5eC0SlzI/AAAAAAAABzc/eJ85AbdUgsM/s1600-h/IMG_2068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338095384144287538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/ShS5eC0SlzI/AAAAAAAABzc/eJ85AbdUgsM/s320/IMG_2068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just love Bark in the Park.  I love to sniff all the other dogs, play bitey face and just act silly.  I didn't even want to sit for this picture to be taken.  I wanted to get going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/ShS5dml4GUI/AAAAAAAABzU/GOpIsT_z9ho/s1600-h/IMG_2069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338095376567638338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/ShS5dml4GUI/AAAAAAAABzU/GOpIsT_z9ho/s320/IMG_2069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  As usual, we wormed our way to the front of the pack of walkers (Dad keeps trying to get on TV...sheesh!) and were off and speed walking quickly!  Along the course, there are human water stations and doggie water stations.  Being the picky dog that I am, I would only drink out of bowls with fresh water in it.  He he!  (sorry the picture is flipped the wrong way, it won't load correctly). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/ShS53nFXguI/AAAAAAAABzk/2ZwSfKwK5wU/s1600-h/IMG_2072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338095823376319202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/ShS53nFXguI/AAAAAAAABzk/2ZwSfKwK5wU/s320/IMG_2072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the walk, we headed over to the food tent to get some treats.  They had bananas and string cheese, two of my favorites, so I was in a GREAT mood!  After the treats, Mom had my paw print done, this one will be the third one she has, she feels the need to get a new paw print done every year at Bark in the Park.  Then, I had a post walk mini-massage from my favorite ladies at Integrative Pet Care.  After I was good and relaxed from my massage, we walked around and checked out all the booths with vendors.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While we were walking around, I met this gorgeous Aire-girl Erin.  She was so sweet and wanted to play with a fellow 'dale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/ShS5dVk-D4I/AAAAAAAABzE/cmWftLb7Aso/s1600-h/IMG_2073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338095372000432002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/ShS5dVk-D4I/AAAAAAAABzE/cmWftLb7Aso/s320/IMG_2073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After all that excitement, we were all tired and ready to go home.  On the way back to the car, we saw that another side of the park was having a kite festival.  Look at how cool those kites are!  One was even shaped like a cat!  Can you believe it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://airedalemollyandwelshtaffy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338095362254253586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/ShS5cxRTLhI/AAAAAAAABy8/hFFQgGLS2Jw/s320/IMG_2074.jpg" /&gt;Molly and Taffy&lt;/a&gt;  were so kind to give me the Neno's Award.  Thank you so much for this pawsome honor Molly and Taffy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/ShS6jqjjPuI/AAAAAAAABzs/7JKmmI7rF0U/s1600-h/Neno%27s_award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338096580222467810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/ShS6jqjjPuI/AAAAAAAABzs/7JKmmI7rF0U/s320/Neno%27s_award.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Neno's Award: ~&lt;br /&gt;As a dedication for those who love blogging activity and love to encourage friendships through blogging.~To seek the reason why we all love blogging.~Put the award in one post as soon as you receive it.~Don’t forget to mention the person who gives you the award.~Answer the Award’s question by writing the reason why you love blogging.~Tag and distribute the Award to as many people as you like.~ Remember to notify the awardees and put their links in your post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So...why I love blogging.  I love blogging because it has allowed me and my Mom to meet so many amazing dogs and people!  Never before could we have imagined we would have blogging friends from around the world!  I also love blogging because it introduced me to the amazing community of Dogs With Blogs.  Everyone involved with DWB is so caring and Mom and I are so proud to be members.  I hope that everyone continues to blog for a very long time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am so happy to pass this award on to: &lt;a href="http://thischewsydalechewsyou.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mr. T-Bone Beasley&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://faya-airedale.blogspot.com/"&gt;Faya and Dyos &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://settertails.blogspot.com/"&gt;Niamh and Ambrose&lt;/a&gt;.   Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-4349341279283441121?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/4349341279283441121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=4349341279283441121' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/4349341279283441121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/4349341279283441121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2009/05/computer-is-fixed-bark-in-park-and.html' title='Computer is fixed, Bark in the Park and an AWARD!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/ShS5eC0SlzI/AAAAAAAABzc/eJ85AbdUgsM/s72-c/IMG_2068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-4354647535264961507</id><published>2009-05-18T10:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:44:46.288-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><title type='text'>Broken Computer</title><content type='html'>Sorry I've been away from your blogs and so bad about updating mine, but Mom somehow got a virus on our computer that has been very hard to get rid of, so we are not using it 'till the virus is gone for good.  Hopefully, we'll be back up and functioning soon, but in the meantime, Mom is illegally blogging from her work computer.  Hope she doesn't get caught!  If any of you know how to get rid of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Malware&lt;/span&gt; virus, let us know.  Dad thinks he's figured out how to delete it, but better safe than sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your pal,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-4354647535264961507?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/4354647535264961507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=4354647535264961507' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/4354647535264961507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/4354647535264961507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2009/05/broken-computer.html' title='Broken Computer'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-741667444814793490</id><published>2009-05-09T23:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:18:25.178-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mothers Day'/><title type='text'>Wishing all the Moms a wonderful Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SgZTYEk2ejI/AAAAAAAABy0/_RscZxIlOKs/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+107.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and I were chatting tonight and we realized just how long it had been since 1) we posted on my blog and 2) since we left comments on our friends blogs.  Oh, we felt just horrible.  We've been busy with tons of different things, but that is no excuse to ignore our blogging, and we promise to work harder at it.  Ok, now on to more important things....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mothers Day to all the Mommies out there.  It doesn't matter if you've got hooman pups or if you are an animal mommy.  Happy, happy Mothers Day to you all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely ADORE my Mom.  Dad says my world revolves around here, I simply say that she is GREAT!  I thought I'd include some nice pictures of my Mom, but in my searching, I realized she's not in many.  Guess the picture taker gets left out a lot.  He he! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the very first picture of me and my Mom.  I was seven weeks old and had no clue what was going on, but I sure am happy that I ended up with her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SgZTA0rOdLI/AAAAAAAABys/nMYd912QO3o/s1600-h/IMG_0801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334042082271982770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SgZTA0rOdLI/AAAAAAAABys/nMYd912QO3o/s320/IMG_0801.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love to follow Mom around the house and mimic what she is doing.  Below is a favorite picture of mine, as we are both enjoying a nice quiet nap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SgZTAu9BdDI/AAAAAAAAByk/KkdMZor4p6M/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334042080736015410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SgZTAu9BdDI/AAAAAAAAByk/KkdMZor4p6M/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Mom is totally pawsome.  She makes sure I'm in good health and worries herself if I'm not.  She ensures that I'm groomed and clean and that I have stylish collars for all seasons.  In a word, she is simply GREAT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SgZTAd2d4jI/AAAAAAAAByc/3C-CQjg2LEM/s1600-h/PAWS+Walk+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334042076145115698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SgZTAd2d4jI/AAAAAAAAByc/3C-CQjg2LEM/s320/PAWS+Walk+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Mothers Day to my wonderful Mom and Happy Mothers Day to all you wonderful Moms out there!  Enjoy your very special day!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-741667444814793490?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/741667444814793490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=741667444814793490' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/741667444814793490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/741667444814793490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2009/05/wishing-all-moms-wonderful-mothers-day.html' title='Wishing all the Moms a wonderful Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SgZTA0rOdLI/AAAAAAAABys/nMYd912QO3o/s72-c/IMG_0801.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-4675676151768910549</id><published>2009-04-19T17:44:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T18:12:43.134-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Integrative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>Bunny gifts and working out</title><content type='html'>I woke up early on Easter morning and couldn't wait to see if the Easter Bunny brought me anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SeurAxo-kaI/AAAAAAAAByU/kjUoBHgi0oA/s1600-h/IMG_2030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326539014109303202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SeurAxo-kaI/AAAAAAAAByU/kjUoBHgi0oA/s320/IMG_2030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wooo hooo, the bunny brought me a little stuffed lamb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SeurAviBSWI/AAAAAAAAByM/ryc2yqDCbpQ/s1600-h/IMG_2022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326539013543250274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SeurAviBSWI/AAAAAAAAByM/ryc2yqDCbpQ/s320/IMG_2022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nothing beats a new stuffie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SeurAfiTQCI/AAAAAAAAByE/iC6ITZJ2nqM/s1600-h/IMG_2024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326539009249460258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SeurAfiTQCI/AAAAAAAAByE/iC6ITZJ2nqM/s320/IMG_2024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What is that?  The Easter Bunny brought me a MEGA Kong Wubba too...  SCORE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SeurADB96aI/AAAAAAAABx8/WBrCeTwNgY0/s1600-h/IMG_2025+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326539001597651362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SeurADB96aI/AAAAAAAABx8/WBrCeTwNgY0/s320/IMG_2025+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've broken all of my other Wubba's, yet so far I haven't been able to even rip the fabric.  Trust me, I've been trying!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Seuq_6G5r6I/AAAAAAAABx0/qMPJrVSgLM8/s1600-h/IMG_2029+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326538999202426786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Seuq_6G5r6I/AAAAAAAABx0/qMPJrVSgLM8/s320/IMG_2029+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since Easter, I've been working on my fitness and weight loss program.  I alternate weeks of underwater treadmill and exercises.  Here I am working on the big ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Seup_snBlkI/AAAAAAAABxs/zriLLBDoIZA/s1600-h/IMG_1991+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326537896067438146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Seup_snBlkI/AAAAAAAABxs/zriLLBDoIZA/s320/IMG_1991+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'll do any stretch for a yummy treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Seup_J2wdII/AAAAAAAABxk/SQrFSvQm8AM/s1600-h/IMG_1990+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326537886738183298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Seup_J2wdII/AAAAAAAABxk/SQrFSvQm8AM/s320/IMG_1990+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Along with the stretching and exercises, I get to use the land treadmill, here is a video of me working for food (as always).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ac8e7dbb572e9cf" 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://v2.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0ac8e7dbb572e9cf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329981664%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7298F9772882828B063C147C116ED0A2C2B148AA.5DB4DE1AB11165D15A5AF5B13F563F2C6F941313%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dac8e7dbb572e9cf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmIikPL8ABEH_PvaOK2Vwo3jedX4&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://v2.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0ac8e7dbb572e9cf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329981664%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7298F9772882828B063C147C116ED0A2C2B148AA.5DB4DE1AB11165D15A5AF5B13F563F2C6F941313%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dac8e7dbb572e9cf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmIikPL8ABEH_PvaOK2Vwo3jedX4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&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/3733145160204628700-4675676151768910549?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ac8e7dbb572e9cf&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/4675676151768910549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=4675676151768910549' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/4675676151768910549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/4675676151768910549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2009/04/bunny-gifts-and-working-out.html' title='Bunny gifts and working out'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SeurAxo-kaI/AAAAAAAAByU/kjUoBHgi0oA/s72-c/IMG_2030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-3051358516720655785</id><published>2009-04-11T20:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T20:07:43.559-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>Hoppy Easter every Bunny!</title><content type='html'>Wishing you all a Happy Easter.  May the Easter Bunny bring you lots of treats and toys!  He he!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SeE9neMFWoI/AAAAAAAABxc/-IZKNPOQOS0/s1600-h/Kirby+Easter.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323603982856575618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SeE9neMFWoI/AAAAAAAABxc/-IZKNPOQOS0/s320/Kirby+Easter.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-3051358516720655785?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/3051358516720655785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=3051358516720655785' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3051358516720655785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3051358516720655785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2009/04/hoppy-easter-every-bunny.html' title='Hoppy Easter every Bunny!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SeE9neMFWoI/AAAAAAAABxc/-IZKNPOQOS0/s72-c/Kirby+Easter.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-2401916285650978493</id><published>2009-04-05T20:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:18:42.354-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirby Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>Doggie Egg Hunt &amp; I got some ink!</title><content type='html'>This weekend, we went to the 6th annual Doggie Egg Hunt at a local park. According to the newspaper, over 125 dogs participated, and let me tell you it looked like there were more! There were so many dogs there, that we were limited to the amount of eggs we could find.  We made sure we were at the front of the line to enter the egg hunt area, so I would get some prime eggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we were let in the hunt area, I took off sniffing for the goodness hidden inside those little plastic eggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sdlj2W3wZKI/AAAAAAAABws/k4jEVJbWWQQ/s1600-h/IMG_2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321394220218475682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sdlj2W3wZKI/AAAAAAAABws/k4jEVJbWWQQ/s320/IMG_2003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lots of dogs didn't know they had to pop open the egg to find the treat inside, but Mom has been practicing with me, so I was good t go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sdlj2pk0wwI/AAAAAAAABw0/eiLQu9prAJo/s1600-h/IMG_2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321394225239343874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sdlj2pk0wwI/AAAAAAAABw0/eiLQu9prAJo/s320/IMG_2001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were mini dog bones in the eggs and they were delish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sdlj3Atq4iI/AAAAAAAABw8/odnCHFNqu2s/s1600-h/IMG_1997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321394231450460706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sdlj3Atq4iI/AAAAAAAABw8/odnCHFNqu2s/s320/IMG_1997.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom thought the wooden bunnies by the doors were so cute and wanted to get a picture with me and the bunny.  Not so fast Mom, I don't want to stand here while there are so many dogs around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sdlj3L_UV2I/AAAAAAAABxE/w7RjMTWntKk/s1600-h/IMG_2011+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321394234477270882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sdlj3L_UV2I/AAAAAAAABxE/w7RjMTWntKk/s320/IMG_2011+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OK, that's enough!  I'm outta here, I've got so many dogs I need to meet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sdlj3UcWqTI/AAAAAAAABxM/rR0dR0j2aUQ/s1600-h/IMG_2013+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321394236746541362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sdlj3UcWqTI/AAAAAAAABxM/rR0dR0j2aUQ/s320/IMG_2013+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, while I was hunting up some eggs, a photographer with the Chicago Sun Times was following me around, and guess what, my picture ended up in the Sunday paper (page 8)!  Woo hooo!  Here is the picture that was used, apparently not many dogs were opening the eggs on their own, so the photographer was quite impressed with me!  Grandma was so proud when Mom told her I was in the paper, she said I got some ink, whatever that means!  I just like being the most famous Kirby in Chicago.  He he!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SdlkgwNoAYI/AAAAAAAABxU/5BzE9Kl5g0E/s1600-h/Kirby+Egg+Hunt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321394948575592834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SdlkgwNoAYI/AAAAAAAABxU/5BzE9Kl5g0E/s320/Kirby+Egg+Hunt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'Till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&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/3733145160204628700-2401916285650978493?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/2401916285650978493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=2401916285650978493' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/2401916285650978493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/2401916285650978493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2009/04/doggie-egg-hunt-i-got-some-ink.html' title='Doggie Egg Hunt &amp; I got some ink!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sdlj2W3wZKI/AAAAAAAABws/k4jEVJbWWQQ/s72-c/IMG_2003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-8649667294890617823</id><published>2009-03-29T20:28:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T20:53:46.172-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirby Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ice cream'/><title type='text'>Snowy Sunday</title><content type='html'>Today, I woke up to SNOW! I couldn't believe it, didn't spring already start? Should it look like a blizzard outside my window? No, I don't think so. Mom decided with the weather being yucky, we would share some pictures of last weekend, when the weather was NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend the temperatures were in the 60's, so we decided to take a walk along Lake Michigan. I like to walk along the wall and look down at the water. Wish it was nice enough to go swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SdAjUznIMmI/AAAAAAAABwU/1rTrLGnCGDs/s1600-h/IMG_1970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318790000283234914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SdAjUznIMmI/AAAAAAAABwU/1rTrLGnCGDs/s320/IMG_1970.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What do you mean that I can't jump down and swim?  I want to go swimming now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SdAk2yACtkI/AAAAAAAABwk/GxSnNGvRO_I/s1600-h/IMG_1971+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318791683478042178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SdAk2yACtkI/AAAAAAAABwk/GxSnNGvRO_I/s320/IMG_1971+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the halfway point, I decided to rest.  Can't beat the views or all the other doggies who were out for walkies too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SdAjUDUgjVI/AAAAAAAABwE/pXJpOwK4HdE/s1600-h/IMG_1977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318789987320237394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SdAjUDUgjVI/AAAAAAAABwE/pXJpOwK4HdE/s320/IMG_1977.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OK, I'm ready to head back now.  Maybe we could get a snack on our way home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SdAjUDalwzI/AAAAAAAABv8/eHolZzPO-cw/s1600-h/IMG_1978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318789987345744690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SdAjUDalwzI/AAAAAAAABv8/eHolZzPO-cw/s320/IMG_1978.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, Mom and Dad did stop and get a snack on the way home.  They got ice cream, and DIDN'T share with me.  Mom said it was due to something about me needing to lose weight.  Grrrrr.  Look at how Dad was teasing me.  Sigh, life just isn't fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SdAjT5IcDeI/AAAAAAAABv0/GmymzxAHgXU/s1600-h/IMG_1979.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318789984585256418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SdAjT5IcDeI/AAAAAAAABv0/GmymzxAHgXU/s320/IMG_1979.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm hoping today was the very last snow for the year.  I can't wait until it is nice and warm and I can go swimming and get to eat ice cream!  Hope you all had a nice weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&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/3733145160204628700-8649667294890617823?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/8649667294890617823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=8649667294890617823' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/8649667294890617823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/8649667294890617823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2009/03/snowy-sunday.html' title='Snowy Sunday'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SdAjUznIMmI/AAAAAAAABwU/1rTrLGnCGDs/s72-c/IMG_1970.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-3665443403982066357</id><published>2009-03-16T21:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:45:45.898-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirby Fun'/><title type='text'>Happy St. Patty's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIzNzI1NzcwODE*MSZwdD*xMjM3MjU3NzQ5ODU1JnA9NjI1MSZkPWF1dG9wb3N*Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*zNjcwMTlkNGNjMWE*MzU2OGJmZTAxODBmMmFiYTU4Mw==.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a title="Glitter Graphics" href="http://blingee.com/blingee/view/86184512-Lucky-Kirby" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Lucky Kirby" height="400" alt="Lucky Kirby" src="http://image.blingee.com/images16/content/output/000/000/000/523/391343755_303761.gif" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Glitter Graphics" href="http://blingee.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Glitter Graphics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you all a very happy St. Patrick's Day.    Now, let's all go and drink some GREEN BEER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-3665443403982066357?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/3665443403982066357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=3665443403982066357' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3665443403982066357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3665443403982066357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-st-pattys-day.html' title='Happy St. Patty&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-4532917486600756010</id><published>2009-03-15T20:36:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:12:31.339-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirby Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keeley'/><title type='text'>I met Keeley!</title><content type='html'>This weekend, I was invited to the birthday party of our very own &lt;a href="http://keeleypup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keeley&lt;/a&gt;!  Not only was this my first time meeting Keeley, but it was my first time meeting a fellow DWB member.  Woot woot!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sb2xboZsceI/AAAAAAAABvs/nyP2GlS5OAU/s1600-h/IMG_1963+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313598223626826210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sb2xboZsceI/AAAAAAAABvs/nyP2GlS5OAU/s320/IMG_1963+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was a bit nervous when I arrived. Keeley had a whole bunch of friends there and I was hoping we would all get along...which we did! Keeley and I got along great! We played a whole bunch and had many bitey face matches. Ahhh, good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d584e96962c07efb" 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://v12.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd584e96962c07efb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329981664%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D34C6C29AAAF66DE61F5B116ED7D3E52F9B3FC5DE.67A61A070BFBF130F2B02A63A94F2EDCB8588A63%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd584e96962c07efb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DaG7vUqMX5KS7UNYiX7qNzRz669I&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://v12.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd584e96962c07efb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329981664%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D34C6C29AAAF66DE61F5B116ED7D3E52F9B3FC5DE.67A61A070BFBF130F2B02A63A94F2EDCB8588A63%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd584e96962c07efb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DaG7vUqMX5KS7UNYiX7qNzRz669I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sb2xbeXO9pI/AAAAAAAABvk/0gcwPSpsfTQ/s1600-h/IMG_1943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313598220932150930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sb2xbeXO9pI/AAAAAAAABvk/0gcwPSpsfTQ/s320/IMG_1943.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a few hours outside playing, we all came in to eat and have cake. Well, the humans had cake and us dogs had super pawsome cookies! Then Keeley opened his presents. He sure scored a bunch of great toys and treats!! Below, we are all getting treats from Keeley's girl, Erin. Mmmm, treats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sb2xa-OZBBI/AAAAAAAABvc/asEEBp-fXTs/s1600-h/IMG_1964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313598212305126418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sb2xa-OZBBI/AAAAAAAABvc/asEEBp-fXTs/s320/IMG_1964.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Every dog got a goodie bag to take home, here's a picture of mine below. If you notice, my snout is in the bottom corner. I was trying to sneak a bite while Mom was busy taking the picture. He he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sb2xaXUHkbI/AAAAAAAABvU/fcLwghKgpCU/s1600-h/IMG_1968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313598201860166066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sb2xaXUHkbI/AAAAAAAABvU/fcLwghKgpCU/s320/IMG_1968.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a day of fun and birthday games and the long drive to and from Milwaukee, I was pooped. I slept the whole ride home and the rest of the evening. Today, I'm still a bit tired too. It was one great party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sb2xZ5lOY5I/AAAAAAAABvM/0ztXo_02GLk/s1600-h/IMG_1967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313598193878852498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sb2xZ5lOY5I/AAAAAAAABvM/0ztXo_02GLk/s320/IMG_1967.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thank you for including me in your pawty Keeley!  I had a blast!  I can't wait to meet you again in the fur!!  Happy 3rd Birthday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-4532917486600756010?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d584e96962c07efb&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/4532917486600756010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=4532917486600756010' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/4532917486600756010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/4532917486600756010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-met-keeley.html' title='I met Keeley!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sb2xboZsceI/AAAAAAAABvs/nyP2GlS5OAU/s72-c/IMG_1963+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-364377132054945779</id><published>2009-03-09T22:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:53:04.511-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glenda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirby Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank'/><title type='text'>Hanging with my pals</title><content type='html'>Dad has been backing up our computer and in the process 'lost' the latest photos of yours truly. So, this will be a photo-less post. I've had a busy couple of days with a bunch of my friends visiting. Last week, my new pal Tess came for a visit. Tess is being fostered by one of my Dad's friends. She is up for adoption at PAWS Chicago, a no-kill animal shelter. If you are from Chicago or nearby, check out their site, there are a ton of great doggies (and kitties) there that need good homes. In fact, Oprah just adopted her new dog from PAWS last week! Tess came over to play and socialize, and I was up for that! We ran and barked and played bitey face forever. I would say Tess is well socialized and may behave even better than myself! She will make someone a great dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sbcm7Odyf-I/AAAAAAAABu8/LbIt35fuNOo/s1600-h/Reza%27s+Birthday+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311757084443967458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sbcm7Odyf-I/AAAAAAAABu8/LbIt35fuNOo/s320/Reza%27s+Birthday+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's me and Tess tearing up the house.  This little lady can play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sbcm7IQHTPI/AAAAAAAABu0/J_l5_AxUb_0/s1600-h/Reza%27s+Birthday+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311757082775997682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sbcm7IQHTPI/AAAAAAAABu0/J_l5_AxUb_0/s320/Reza%27s+Birthday+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't Tess cute? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on Friday, Mom and Dad had some of our neighbors over for dinner and they all brought their pooches. Frank, the Basset Hound and Glenda the yellow Lab came for a night 'o' fun! We all ran around and acted crazy. Frank got up on the coffee table and stole some cheese and sausage...twice! Mom treated us all to some St. Patricks Day themed cookies and bones which we LOVED! We all played 'till we all passed out, the sign of a great outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sbcm7XI1sfI/AAAAAAAABvE/73cJ6SB8sfU/s1600-h/Reza%27s+Birthday+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311757086772015602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sbcm7XI1sfI/AAAAAAAABvE/73cJ6SB8sfU/s320/Reza%27s+Birthday+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Glenda hanging out and hoping (OK I'm hoping) some pizza falls our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully Dad will get the pictures moved back onto the pooter, so you can all see my great friends! Once he fixes it, I'll post the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&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/3733145160204628700-364377132054945779?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/364377132054945779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=364377132054945779' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/364377132054945779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/364377132054945779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2009/03/hanging-with-my-pals.html' title='Hanging with my pals'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Sbcm7Odyf-I/AAAAAAAABu8/LbIt35fuNOo/s72-c/Reza%27s+Birthday+039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-8268732435903397684</id><published>2009-03-01T21:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:56:41.466-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bogart'/><title type='text'>My heart goes out to Lulu and Bogart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SatVSiSkvkI/AAAAAAAABus/fZHk-RTGX5k/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308430362716978754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SatVSiSkvkI/AAAAAAAABus/fZHk-RTGX5k/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi Friends, today I'm feeling sad, as I've just learned that &lt;a href="http://toaireisdivine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bogart's&lt;/a&gt; dad, Klaus passed away.  Mom has been trying to explain that despite all of our prayers, sometimes God has other plans.  This has been a hard lesson, one that Mom admits that she doesn't always understand.  I can only hope that Lulu, Bogart and their kitties find peace in the days ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-8268732435903397684?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/8268732435903397684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=8268732435903397684' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/8268732435903397684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/8268732435903397684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-heart-goes-out-to-lulu-and-bogart.html' title='My heart goes out to Lulu and Bogart'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SatVSiSkvkI/AAAAAAAABus/fZHk-RTGX5k/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-8736475314814590315</id><published>2009-02-19T21:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:56:41.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of Bogart's Family &amp; Honest Scrap Award</title><content type='html'>The water has been leaking from our eyes around here a lot lately. We are hoping and praying for &lt;a href="http://toaireisdivine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bogart's&lt;/a&gt; Dad Klaus. He's very ill and needs all the paw power and positive thoughts that we can send to him. Klaus is not only the Father of the much loved Bogart, but he is the mastermind behind the Chez Bogart jerky treats, which are yummers! So, please keep Klaus, Lulu and of course Bogart in your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SZ4jv-ZP3FI/AAAAAAAABuk/GMfVnfuVwbE/s1600-h/Honest_Scrap_Award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304716718198742098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SZ4jv-ZP3FI/AAAAAAAABuk/GMfVnfuVwbE/s320/Honest_Scrap_Award.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nekoairedog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Neko&lt;/a&gt; passed the Honest Scrap award on to me.  I'm supposed to write 10 honest things about myself and then pass this award and task on to seven other bloggers.  Neko, I hope you enjoy what I write, and thank you for the pawsome award!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am food obsessed, so that's probably why I have a weight issue.  He he!  I'll do ANYTHING for a treat, and I mean anything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Accident prone is a good way to describe what I am.  I am at the vet almost every two months.  I've had Panosteitis, Pneumonia, E-Coli, a puncture wound on my back, one on my paw pad, an injured neck and a middle glute injury that required 12 weeks of therapy.  Sheesh!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I absolutely love my Veterinarian.  Maybe it's because I'm there so often.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;While I love my Vet, I love my Mom more than anyone.  I wait at the door for her to come home from work everyday.  My world basically revolves around her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love the snow, and each time it snows more, I can't wait to get out and romp around in the snow!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have no patience at all.  I cry and whine if we ride in the car because I want to get there now.  It drives Mom and Dad crazy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think of myself as the mayor of the street we live on.  I know and get along with all the doggies on my block, and I get everyone out and playing together.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love tennis balls, I love to chew on them and pop them.  Mom can only buy the real tennis balls now, since they don't break as easy as the pet store kinds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am totally spoiled by my Grandma and Grandpa.  I've got them wrapped around my paw and they give me all kinds of toys and treats.  It's great being an only dog!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am a noisy sleeper.  I make all kinds of grunts, groans, growls and howls while I sleep.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know that I'm supposed to pass this on, but I've been behind on my blog reading, so I don't know whose done this one and who hasn't.  Let me get caught up and then I'll pass it on.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's keep our paws crossed for Bogie and his family!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-8736475314814590315?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/8736475314814590315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=8736475314814590315' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/8736475314814590315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/8736475314814590315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2009/02/thinking-of-bogarts-family-honest-scrap.html' title='Thinking of Bogart&apos;s Family &amp; Honest Scrap Award'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SZ4jv-ZP3FI/AAAAAAAABuk/GMfVnfuVwbE/s72-c/Honest_Scrap_Award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-4417075365063780014</id><published>2009-02-08T20:36:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T21:12:59.274-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Marks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dog Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Florida Vacation - Final Installment &amp; My Hurt Paw</title><content type='html'>After a crazy New Years Eve, Mom, Dad, Grandpa and Uncle John were up early and heading out of the house, leaving me home with Grandma.  I was a bit sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-aNnr7hxI/AAAAAAAABuc/oZ63XA0FmYc/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300624845220579090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-aNnr7hxI/AAAAAAAABuc/oZ63XA0FmYc/s320/Florida+Vacation+100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They left me to drive up to Tampa Bay to attend the Outback Bowl featuring Mom's alma matter, The University of Iowa! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-aNXEgPwI/AAAAAAAABuU/_jXrflg-Xs8/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300624840760246018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-aNXEgPwI/AAAAAAAABuU/_jXrflg-Xs8/s320/Florida+Vacation+085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom said it was a great game, very exciting and they all had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-aNCtXLzI/AAAAAAAABuM/GIgrW6ZFZVw/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300624835294474034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-aNCtXLzI/AAAAAAAABuM/GIgrW6ZFZVw/s320/Florida+Vacation+086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The game was played at Raymond James Stadium where the Tampa Bay Buccaneers play, Mom was bummed that the pirate ship was closed, she's always wanted to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-Zo7VoojI/AAAAAAAABuE/exyJlqWU6ao/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300624214840615474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-Zo7VoojI/AAAAAAAABuE/exyJlqWU6ao/s320/Florida+Vacation+084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The best part was that Iowa won the game!  Wooo hooo!  They really beat up South Carolina....go Big Ten!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-ZolUJciI/AAAAAAAABt8/ioxDLT9_3dY/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300624208928797218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-ZolUJciI/AAAAAAAABt8/ioxDLT9_3dY/s320/Florida+Vacation+089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few days later Uncle John and Mom took me and Spencer for a walk.  Check out this great creek that Mom wouldn't let me play in, cuz apparently there are alligators in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-ZoXvZAaI/AAAAAAAABt0/AuDaVr9ZDn0/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300624205284966818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-ZoXvZAaI/AAAAAAAABt0/AuDaVr9ZDn0/s320/Florida+Vacation+109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were so many great smells, I was in heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-Zn5m013I/AAAAAAAABts/AXJn1qijc8k/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300624197195978610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-Zn5m013I/AAAAAAAABts/AXJn1qijc8k/s320/Florida+Vacation+110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I finally gave in and did what I was meant to do, so I ROACHED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-Znj27htI/AAAAAAAABtk/cYoyp98YdZ0/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300624191357945554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-Znj27htI/AAAAAAAABtk/cYoyp98YdZ0/s320/Florida+Vacation+111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I roached some more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-Yh0mqrwI/AAAAAAAABtc/KMrv8XYww7M/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300622993262292738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-Yh0mqrwI/AAAAAAAABtc/KMrv8XYww7M/s320/Florida+Vacation+113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fine Mom, I'll stop.  I just can't help myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-YhpKGjwI/AAAAAAAABtU/cdpJCIEYwbA/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300622990189694722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-YhpKGjwI/AAAAAAAABtU/cdpJCIEYwbA/s320/Florida+Vacation+114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As our time was winding up in Fort Myers, we decided to go back to dog beach one last time.  It was so great to be back on the beach, but I was sad knowing we were going home soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-YhDnyrdI/AAAAAAAABtM/SOZjbEysiHE/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300622980113673682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-YhDnyrdI/AAAAAAAABtM/SOZjbEysiHE/s320/Florida+Vacation+116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer came too and was having a great time in the water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-YhPayZeI/AAAAAAAABtE/KSDFFGLTdTY/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300622983280354786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-YhPayZeI/AAAAAAAABtE/KSDFFGLTdTY/s320/Florida+Vacation+120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was so sunny, I had to squint.  Good thing Mom uses a lotion on me with sunscreen! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-Ygot1_zI/AAAAAAAABs8/ZGv9RdNlf1o/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300622972891299634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-Ygot1_zI/AAAAAAAABs8/ZGv9RdNlf1o/s320/Florida+Vacation+123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at Spencer pose.  That fella loves the water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-XqmQS71I/AAAAAAAABs0/hg34mhqSHKI/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300622044517560146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-XqmQS71I/AAAAAAAABs0/hg34mhqSHKI/s320/Florida+Vacation+124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One last palm tree photo before we head home to cold, snowy Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-XpBuFSEI/AAAAAAAABss/1_G6x7fy7cw/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300622017530513474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-XpBuFSEI/AAAAAAAABss/1_G6x7fy7cw/s320/Florida+Vacation+126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the road trip home, pit stops are necessary.  Here we are lunching at Chick-fil-A in Georgia. People, let me tell you, their nuggets ROCKED!  I wish there were one of these in Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-Xou3FRxI/AAAAAAAABsk/fXRVVIZKwWI/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300622012467988242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-Xou3FRxI/AAAAAAAABsk/fXRVVIZKwWI/s320/Florida+Vacation+158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Come on, one more nugget for the road....please????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-XmRmUKsI/AAAAAAAABsc/9WjJ2Y3pF4o/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300621970253294274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-XmRmUKsI/AAAAAAAABsc/9WjJ2Y3pF4o/s320/Florida+Vacation+160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Are we there yet?  This is one long trip home. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-XmD2jD2I/AAAAAAAABsU/7RoRVBIhj0s/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300621966563282786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-XmD2jD2I/AAAAAAAABsU/7RoRVBIhj0s/s320/Florida+Vacation+174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great vacation I had.  I will remember it forever!  Thank you Grandma and Grandpa for such a wonderful time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, on to my hurt paw.  I've been limping for the last week, and Mom and Dad thought I had hurt my paw on the snow and/or ice outside, but as Mom was inspecting my paw pad, she saw what she assumed was a cyst, so off to the vet we went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The vet, the bestest ever, Dr. Marks, checked out my food and thinks it's not a cyst, but a puncture wound just off my paw pad.  The cyst like formation is a bacteria buildup.  Dr. Marks cleaned me up and sent us home with antibiotics to take to kill the icky bacteria that is hurting my paw.  I'm already limping a bit less, so hopefully, I'll be back to normal soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-4417075365063780014?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/4417075365063780014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=4417075365063780014' title='43 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/4417075365063780014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/4417075365063780014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2009/02/florida-vacation-final-installment-my.html' title='Florida Vacation - Final Installment &amp; My Hurt Paw'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SY-aNnr7hxI/AAAAAAAABuc/oZ63XA0FmYc/s72-c/Florida+Vacation+100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>43</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-2490402807835683357</id><published>2009-01-29T21:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:35:37.616-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dog Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida'/><title type='text'>Florida Vacation - Part 2 (Christmas and the beach!)</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful Christmas at Grandma and Grandpa's house in Florida.  Grandma spoiled me with so many prezzies, so I was super happy.  I got most of the toys and Spencer got most of the treats, so I'm not sure who did better.  He he!  Since Spencer has gotten older, he's not into toys like he used to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJyhLFE5sI/AAAAAAAABsM/R8ukU5DsCzg/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296922025976456898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJyhLFE5sI/AAAAAAAABsM/R8ukU5DsCzg/s320/Florida+Vacation+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YES, tennis balls, my favorite.  I managed to break all three balls within five minutes, Grandma was amazed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJyg1B-hVI/AAAAAAAABsE/mYmVKgUHdRc/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296922020057875794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJyg1B-hVI/AAAAAAAABsE/mYmVKgUHdRc/s320/Florida+Vacation+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer loves to open presents, especially since so many of his were food related!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJyg6gGyNI/AAAAAAAABr8/N2SyExhfwHA/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296922021526423762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJyg6gGyNI/AAAAAAAABr8/N2SyExhfwHA/s320/Florida+Vacation+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have paper issues, so I managed to eat a whole lot of paper while I unwrapped.  What can I say, it's so yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJygsRG8rI/AAAAAAAABr0/-tTsETzqD80/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296922017705423538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJygsRG8rI/AAAAAAAABr0/-tTsETzqD80/s320/Florida+Vacation+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Got anything else with my name on it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJx5LL_voI/AAAAAAAABrs/3F8F9_YohF8/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296921338810711682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJx5LL_voI/AAAAAAAABrs/3F8F9_YohF8/s320/Florida+Vacation+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom bought Spencer one toy that she felt was appropriate for Florida, a Sting Ray. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJx4xA7suI/AAAAAAAABrk/EsEI66HKGRw/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296921331784987362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJx4xA7suI/AAAAAAAABrk/EsEI66HKGRw/s320/Florida+Vacation+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While Spencer was napping I stole his Ray and introduced it to my Hippo.  Both make absolutely wonderful pillows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJx4xt9dXI/AAAAAAAABrc/Vw7Z-bzAHiw/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296921331973846386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJx4xt9dXI/AAAAAAAABrc/Vw7Z-bzAHiw/s320/Florida+Vacation+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since the weather was so nice while we were visiting, we decided to go to dog beach.  This place is totally PAWSOME!  Even Spencer, who hates to swim, enjoyed himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJx4l7LwTI/AAAAAAAABrU/DLjnDMFIapo/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296921328808083762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJx4l7LwTI/AAAAAAAABrU/DLjnDMFIapo/s320/Florida+Vacation+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was so excited, I couldn't stay in one place for too long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJx4THPseI/AAAAAAAABrM/mxgU5pXSCrw/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296921323758399970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJx4THPseI/AAAAAAAABrM/mxgU5pXSCrw/s320/Florida+Vacation+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer was loving the feel of the water on his achy hind legs.  He stayed in the water for over an hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJxHq6biOI/AAAAAAAABrE/oDZNw-PNfO0/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296920488333510882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJxHq6biOI/AAAAAAAABrE/oDZNw-PNfO0/s320/Florida+Vacation+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even Grandma got in the water with me.  She had to hold me back when a boat came in a bit too close for comfort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJxHd1iS0I/AAAAAAAABq8/DV9m8C019VY/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296920484823321410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJxHd1iS0I/AAAAAAAABq8/DV9m8C019VY/s320/Florida+Vacation+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look, my orbee made the trip to Florida too!  Man, I love my orbee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJxHcTn_eI/AAAAAAAABq0/nEhgjmVKNmM/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296920484412653026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJxHcTn_eI/AAAAAAAABq0/nEhgjmVKNmM/s320/Florida+Vacation+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What do you mean we have to leave soon?  I don't want to go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJxHA6F2aI/AAAAAAAABqs/LWP3bHHvFd4/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296920477057800610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJxHA6F2aI/AAAAAAAABqs/LWP3bHHvFd4/s320/Florida+Vacation+065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got a big pat from Grandma for being such a good dog at the beach.  And my good behavior was rewarded with a trip back before we headed back home!!  More on that in a future post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJxG9PxksI/AAAAAAAABqk/cpN6SGdZTao/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296920476075004610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJxG9PxksI/AAAAAAAABqk/cpN6SGdZTao/s320/Florida+Vacation+071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahh, it's so nice to look back at all the pics of my vacation to Florida.  Especially since I'm sitting here in single digit temperatures and tons of snow.  Man, I can't wait for summer!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-2490402807835683357?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/2490402807835683357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=2490402807835683357' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/2490402807835683357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/2490402807835683357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2009/01/florida-vacation-part-2-christmas-and.html' title='Florida Vacation - Part 2 (Christmas and the beach!)'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SYJyhLFE5sI/AAAAAAAABsM/R8ukU5DsCzg/s72-c/Florida+Vacation+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-655983195312716345</id><published>2009-01-18T21:03:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:26:51.676-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Florida Vacation - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SXPupN6jCoI/AAAAAAAABns/pAf3y7hpcdk/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292836378967739010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SXPupN6jCoI/AAAAAAAABns/pAf3y7hpcdk/s320/Florida+Vacation+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We started our road trip out on a cold and icy Saturday morning. I wasn't sure what was going on, but Mom and Dad promised that good things and good weather were ahead. Our goal was to drive 12 hours and make it to Atlanta that night, so we had our work cut out for us. The roads were pretty snowy throughout most of Northern Illinois. We were all so excited when we finally saw green grass again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SXPupm8RFNI/AAAAAAAABn0/DbXfTwbEkBE/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292836385685837010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SXPupm8RFNI/AAAAAAAABn0/DbXfTwbEkBE/s320/Florida+Vacation+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our route took us through most of Illinois and a few hours into the trip we started seeing signs for Metropolis, IL and their giant Superman statue. Mom and Dad just HAD to stop and check it out and I got my picture taken with Superman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SXPupqItFLI/AAAAAAAABn8/zIa57WoCTDk/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+018+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292836386543310002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SXPupqItFLI/AAAAAAAABn8/zIa57WoCTDk/s320/Florida+Vacation+018+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's a closeup of me, way down low. He he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SXPup-g6cqI/AAAAAAAABoE/oYMtLcJUocI/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+023+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292836392013558434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SXPup-g6cqI/AAAAAAAABoE/oYMtLcJUocI/s320/Florida+Vacation+023+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We drove on through Illinois, into Kentucky and into Tennessee.  Mom and Dad made sure I got plenty of breaks to potty and stretch my legs.  I met lots of other dogs who were traveling for the holidays too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SXPxQcTSMhI/AAAAAAAABoc/f7k-nXTUI3M/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+024+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292839251867742738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SXPxQcTSMhI/AAAAAAAABoc/f7k-nXTUI3M/s320/Florida+Vacation+024+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We made it to Atlanta as planned, and enjoyed our rest time, cuz first thing in the morning we were up and on the road again.  Oh, did I tell you in Atlanta I got to stay in a hotel?  I even got to ride in an elevator, it was so much fun!  After a few hours of driving we finally drove across the Florida state line, and guess what?  It was raining in the sunshine state!  It cleared up before we drove too far, so we got to enjoy the sunshine and super warm temperatures! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SXPuqJeqDOI/AAAAAAAABoM/a4WDo5NUAq4/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+024+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SXPu535dJ3I/AAAAAAAABoU/5OcEmzvvI20/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292836665115354994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SXPu535dJ3I/AAAAAAAABoU/5OcEmzvvI20/s320/Florida+Vacation+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As we got closer and closer to Fort Myers, where Grandma and Grandpa stay in the winter, I got very anxious and was annoying Mom and Dad with my whining.  Finally, we arrived and I was out of the car and running up to greet my most favorite grandparents in the whole wide world!  What a great start to my vacation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More in the next few days on Christmas and my swim in the Gulf of Mexico!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-655983195312716345?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/655983195312716345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=655983195312716345' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/655983195312716345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/655983195312716345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2009/01/florida-vacation-part-1.html' title='Florida Vacation - Part 1'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SXPupN6jCoI/AAAAAAAABns/pAf3y7hpcdk/s72-c/Florida+Vacation+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-358470802680374754</id><published>2009-01-16T21:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:36:18.402-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snowing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>It's been so long...</title><content type='html'>I can't believe how long it's been since I've last posted. I blame my Mom who has been too busy to assist me with my typing. First, I'll assure everyone that I am doing great! My neck was all better a few days after I got my meds from the vet. I went to my alternative vet for a massage instead of my normal water therapy. I got a massage and a bit of laser treatment to help my neck muscles heal. I felt GREAT afterwords and was back to my normal self the next day. Thank you to all who checked up on me. I'm so sorry it took us so long to get back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SXFRD0oOEtI/AAAAAAAABnc/zanjYLxAGl8/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292100163245839058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SXFRD0oOEtI/AAAAAAAABnc/zanjYLxAGl8/s320/Florida+Vacation+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now, to what has kept us so busy.  We actually went on vacation.  All of us...including me!  I left a cold and snowy Chicago and headed down to a warm and sunny Fort Myers, Florida!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SXFREAuWTrI/AAAAAAAABnk/yLL1sdsq6WE/s1600-h/Florida+Vacation+126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292100166492769970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SXFREAuWTrI/AAAAAAAABnk/yLL1sdsq6WE/s320/Florida+Vacation+126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a great time, I got to do lots of fun stuff and spent tons of quality time with my pal Spencer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order not to freak mom out and post it all in one post, we'll be posting pics throughout the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and a very Happy New Year!  Now, I've got to get caught up on all of your blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-358470802680374754?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/358470802680374754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=358470802680374754' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/358470802680374754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/358470802680374754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-been-so-long.html' title='It&apos;s been so long...'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SXFRD0oOEtI/AAAAAAAABnc/zanjYLxAGl8/s72-c/Florida+Vacation+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-680867456485370317</id><published>2008-12-12T14:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:48:04.835-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Marks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Groom'/><title type='text'>Airecuts aren't worth it!</title><content type='html'>So, Stanley recently asked if I was going to get an Airecut before I headed down to Florida with Mom and Dad, and funny he asked, cuz yesterday, I got groomed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have to warn all you doggies out there not to misbehave when you are on the grooming table.  Apparently, I must have been thrashing about when I was on the table and hooked onto the grooming loop.  I was fine when I went home, but late last night I began to feel some pain and I cried out and went to Mom for help.  Mom had no clue what to do, every time she touched my head/neck area I would yelp and cry.  She took off my collar and bandanna to ease the pain on my neck and then called the Emergency Vet.  They felt if she could settle me in for the night, I would not need to visit them, but they did recommend a trip to my regular vet in the AM.  So, at midnight, I still would not fall asleep.  I was so tired that my eyes were shutting, but each time I put my head down it hurt SO BAD!  Finally, I just fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing this morning, Mom rushed me off to my most favorite vet in the whole world, Dr. Marks!  Dr. Marks knew something was wrong right away.  Normally, I would jump all over her and slobber kisses on her face, but all she got was a bit of a tail wag.  I was examined and then given TWO SHOTS!  OWWWW!!!!  Dr. Marks felt that I most likely had injured the soft tissue around my neck when I was on the table and this was causing all of my discomfort.  So, she gave me a muscle relaxer and and anti-inflammatory to take until Sunday.  When I left her office, my tail was back up and I was acting more like myself again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, no rough play for me this weekend, no running or being crazy, no, me the dog who gets hurt at the groomers has to rest.  All this just so I could smell nice and clean up my hair....If you ask me, it's just not worth it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-680867456485370317?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/680867456485370317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=680867456485370317' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/680867456485370317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/680867456485370317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/12/airecuts-arent-worth-it.html' title='Airecuts aren&apos;t worth it!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-814323592268955520</id><published>2008-12-10T21:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:22:59.064-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Family Photo Time</title><content type='html'>Sorry, I've been so absent from blogging. Mom has been so busy lately, she's had no time to blog for me, but she has been reading and keeping me up to date on what you've all been up to. Apparently, getting all the Christmas cards out into the mail and doing all the Christmas shopping has been keeping her super busy. Plus, we are getting ready to go on a vacation. we are heading down to Florida for almost three weeks! So, Mom's been making lists of everything that we will all need. Note that I said what we will all need, since we are driving down, I get to come too! Wooo hooo!! Mom is going to take tons of pictures on the trip, so I will FORCE her to blog all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over Thanksgiving weekend, Dad's sister, my Aunt Nadya and her family came in from Saint Louis and we did a family photo session. Below are some of the pictures that Aunt Nadya took, and I think they came out pretty good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SUCEdqeZ-fI/AAAAAAAABnQ/t466mRVIaA4/s1600-h/2008_Nov_29_185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278364408431114738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SUCEdqeZ-fI/AAAAAAAABnQ/t466mRVIaA4/s320/2008_Nov_29_185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's me with my most favorite people in the whole wide world, Mom and Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SUCEc_TN6fI/AAAAAAAABnI/24qxfJCctiA/s1600-h/Fall+Family+Photo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278364396841462258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SUCEc_TN6fI/AAAAAAAABnI/24qxfJCctiA/s320/Fall+Family+Photo+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the whole family. I was not behaving so Mom had to keep me somewhat calm. He he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SUCEcrv62CI/AAAAAAAABnA/h2dwayg_SBU/s1600-h/Fall+Family+Photo+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278364391593138210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SUCEcrv62CI/AAAAAAAABnA/h2dwayg_SBU/s320/Fall+Family+Photo+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I still wouldn't behave, we had a very Deetz like talkin' to. That is no fun! I couldn't help it, there was deer poop everywhere, and that stuff smells SO GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SUCEcsnkWnI/AAAAAAAABm4/HmLokG-QPRQ/s1600-h/Fall+Family+Photo+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278364391826545266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SUCEcsnkWnI/AAAAAAAABm4/HmLokG-QPRQ/s320/Fall+Family+Photo+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's me with my cousins, Daniel, Steven and Keersten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SUCEcBZKS-I/AAAAAAAABmw/eE0Sf7QP_Bs/s1600-h/Fall+Family+Photo+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278364380223392738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SUCEcBZKS-I/AAAAAAAABmw/eE0Sf7QP_Bs/s320/Fall+Family+Photo+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here is a shot of (if I do say so myself) one good looking Airedale!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I promise to make Mom blog on a more consistent basis. I can't let her think she's in control....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-814323592268955520?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/814323592268955520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=814323592268955520' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/814323592268955520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/814323592268955520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-photo-time.html' title='Family Photo Time'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SUCEdqeZ-fI/AAAAAAAABnQ/t466mRVIaA4/s72-c/2008_Nov_29_185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-6998176590963099897</id><published>2008-11-23T19:51:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:38:25.921-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rehab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DWB Christmas Card'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Not up to much</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the delay in posting. Mom and I have been super busy with tons of different things. It seems like Winter wants to make an early entrance this year (yes, Herc, we got snow!), so I'm trying to make the most of the few nice days we get. I spent a lazy Sunday at my Grandparents having fun in their yard. The fields around their house are turning brown, but the grass is so nice to roll around in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, it just feels so good to lay here!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SSoKJUHqaUI/AAAAAAAABls/z8YqwujEOoM/s1600-h/Kirby+Fall+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SSoKJUHqaUI/AAAAAAAABls/z8YqwujEOoM/s1600-h/Kirby+Fall+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SSoKJUHqaUI/AAAAAAAABls/z8YqwujEOoM/s1600-h/Kirby+Fall+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SSoKKLq1UrI/AAAAAAAABl0/E-5VGm8zE_k/s1600-h/Kirby+Fall+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272037483838001842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SSoKKLq1UrI/AAAAAAAABl0/E-5VGm8zE_k/s320/Kirby+Fall+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But you just can't stop that feeling, that roaching feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SSoKLCqP2WI/AAAAAAAABmE/DBlBFYEQomY/s1600-h/Kirby+Fall+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272037498599496034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SSoKLCqP2WI/AAAAAAAABmE/DBlBFYEQomY/s320/Kirby+Fall+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is pure bliss to roach around in Grandma and Grandpa's yard. My fellow roachers know what I'm talking about! He he!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SSoKKy2qVmI/AAAAAAAABl8/fy1h6LvTER0/s1600-h/Kirby+Fall+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272037494356596322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SSoKKy2qVmI/AAAAAAAABl8/fy1h6LvTER0/s320/Kirby+Fall+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Other than enjoy the last bit of Fall, we've been trying to get our stuff together for the DWB Holiday Card Exchange. Mom tried a few different picture ideas, but as usual, I wasn't cooperating. Can you blame me? The scarf was delicious! How could I not chew on it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SSoKL6rvZ_I/AAAAAAAABmM/hjpEONueXLo/s1600-h/Kirby+Fall+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272037513638143986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SSoKL6rvZ_I/AAAAAAAABmM/hjpEONueXLo/s320/Kirby+Fall+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom like this one, but she still wasn't sure. You'll have to wait till you receive this years card to see what picture we ended up using.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SSoLYyAyJtI/AAAAAAAABmU/vYjydQTsey0/s1600-h/Kirby+Fall+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272038834160412370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SSoLYyAyJtI/AAAAAAAABmU/vYjydQTsey0/s320/Kirby+Fall+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, good news, I've completed my six weeks of rehab on my right hind leg and I've been cleared to begin jumping in agility again! Wooo hooo! I've got to start slowly and build myself back up. I'm just happy that I can start jumping again!! Mom is going to keep me in rehab for one day a week to work on strengthening my leg muscles and to work on weight loss (yes, it is STILL an issue).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving! May some table scraps fall your way!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-6998176590963099897?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/6998176590963099897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=6998176590963099897' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/6998176590963099897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/6998176590963099897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-up-to-much.html' title='Not up to much'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SSoKKLq1UrI/AAAAAAAABl0/E-5VGm8zE_k/s72-c/Kirby+Fall+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-2229335849623289559</id><published>2008-11-09T21:43:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T20:49:37.832-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spencer'/><title type='text'>Spencer is 13!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjqezmJV7I/AAAAAAAABlk/6FwE8KVnbCE/s1600-h/IMG_1602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267217579176974258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjqezmJV7I/AAAAAAAABlk/6FwE8KVnbCE/s320/IMG_1602.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The weekend before Halloween, Mom, Dad and I headed over to Grandma and Grandpa's to help celebrate Spencer's 13th birthday! He sure is looking good for a teenager!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjqepXT-pI/AAAAAAAABlc/X4InAF8_Tk4/s1600-h/IMG_1603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267217576430402194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjqepXT-pI/AAAAAAAABlc/X4InAF8_Tk4/s320/IMG_1603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First thing we took care of was the presents. Spencer LOVES to unwrap gifts, especially if they are food and he can smell it! Mmmmmm. Spencer had everything unwrapped in just a few minutes. He got lots of treats (he's not into toys very much anymore).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjpr-EvIaI/AAAAAAAABlU/w4RRhSXJL5I/s1600-h/IMG_1605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267216705816306082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjpr-EvIaI/AAAAAAAABlU/w4RRhSXJL5I/s320/IMG_1605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm a bit of a brat, and had to be restrained by my Dad as Spencer was opening his gifts. Mom said I think everything is for me. He he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjprXTcznI/AAAAAAAABlM/bLtx50rs-1Q/s1600-h/IMG_1611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267216695409036914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjprXTcznI/AAAAAAAABlM/bLtx50rs-1Q/s320/IMG_1611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check this out, Spencer had not one, but TWO birthday cakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjprCCWUtI/AAAAAAAABlE/6JpHlHHTlNA/s1600-h/IMG_1612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267216689700164306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjprCCWUtI/AAAAAAAABlE/6JpHlHHTlNA/s320/IMG_1612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MMmmmmm, cake good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjpqHns_yI/AAAAAAAABk8/fpzbXf_i5mY/s1600-h/IMG_1614+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267216674019147554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjpqHns_yI/AAAAAAAABk8/fpzbXf_i5mY/s320/IMG_1614+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer likes his cake with a scoop of ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjpp2izgLI/AAAAAAAABk0/xwhXQCbyoV8/s1600-h/IMG_1606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267216669435199666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjpp2izgLI/AAAAAAAABk0/xwhXQCbyoV8/s320/IMG_1606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After all that excitement, Spencer fell asleep with his new fox. He was POOPED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjmX7ABK8I/AAAAAAAABks/XT6Bk2ms_xg/s1600-h/IMG_1621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267213062858943426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjmX7ABK8I/AAAAAAAABks/XT6Bk2ms_xg/s320/IMG_1621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After nap time, we headed outside to see what our neighbor dogs were up to. I finally got to meet 'The Count' who was visiting the Golden's next door. What a cutie! Spencer is really into The Count. He loves a smaller dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjmXfO9tzI/AAAAAAAABkk/IuNXvKn1ZBY/s1600-h/IMG_1622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267213055405438770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjmXfO9tzI/AAAAAAAABkk/IuNXvKn1ZBY/s320/IMG_1622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My good pal Jordan came out for a romp, but caught a scent and was preoccupied with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjmXG2JWZI/AAAAAAAABkc/p3ezax7EEIc/s1600-h/IMG_1626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267213048858892690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjmXG2JWZI/AAAAAAAABkc/p3ezax7EEIc/s320/IMG_1626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since Jordan was busy, I got to romp around with Angel. She and I ALWAYS have the best time together!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjmWrZMk7I/AAAAAAAABkU/AYgIgh6IcBg/s1600-h/IMG_1628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267213041489712050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjmWrZMk7I/AAAAAAAABkU/AYgIgh6IcBg/s320/IMG_1628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer came out for a bit of playtime with his leash. He loves to chase it and chew it! He's still like a puppy sometimes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjmWWF0ZBI/AAAAAAAABkM/1fqvuqyQGXs/s1600-h/IMG_1630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267213035771290642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjmWWF0ZBI/AAAAAAAABkM/1fqvuqyQGXs/s320/IMG_1630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After all the partying was finished, we took one last walk around the lake and creek. Uncle John showed us the beaver dam. Apparently, a beaver has moved in and built a big old dam across the creek. Mom took the picture above, but it was so dark out, you can't see too much. I caught the scent of the beaver, but was on leash, so there was no taking off and chasing anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a great day. Happy 13th Birthday Spencer! I hope you have many, many more!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-2229335849623289559?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/2229335849623289559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=2229335849623289559' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/2229335849623289559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/2229335849623289559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/11/spencer-is-13.html' title='Spencer is 13!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SRjqezmJV7I/AAAAAAAABlk/6FwE8KVnbCE/s72-c/IMG_1602.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-7802150210058381422</id><published>2008-11-02T21:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T21:47:26.014-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illinois'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iowa'/><title type='text'>And the winner is....</title><content type='html'>Well, the game has been played and the collar is now being worn.  The Fighting Illini of the University of Illinois defeated The Iowa Hawkeyes on Saturday, so I am no proudly wearing the orange and blue of the Illini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SQ5zBc_cIhI/AAAAAAAABhU/IersaDFbcC0/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264271483242029586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SQ5zBc_cIhI/AAAAAAAABhU/IersaDFbcC0/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom wasn't too happy during the game.  Several 'bad' words came from her mouth as the Hawkeyes lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SQ5zAs3nNII/AAAAAAAABhM/-lQrBUz4ohY/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264271470324298882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SQ5zAs3nNII/AAAAAAAABhM/-lQrBUz4ohY/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like both schools, but don't really love one over the other, personally, I just like to wear cool looking collars, so I'm happy with this one.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SQ5zAS17YlI/AAAAAAAABhE/5dsm4adZvcc/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264271463337910866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SQ5zAS17YlI/AAAAAAAABhE/5dsm4adZvcc/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry the pictures aren't better.  I wouldn't hold too still for Mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SQ5zALnEKMI/AAAAAAAABg8/7n6HYDfTVNQ/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264271461396523202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SQ5zALnEKMI/AAAAAAAABg8/7n6HYDfTVNQ/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad has agreed that Mom can try again when Iowa and Illinois play basketball this winter.  Maybe then, I can sport the black and gold tigerhawk!  For now, I'm a proud Illini dog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-7802150210058381422?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/7802150210058381422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=7802150210058381422' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/7802150210058381422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/7802150210058381422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is....'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SQ5zBc_cIhI/AAAAAAAABhU/IersaDFbcC0/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-8888437409312920082</id><published>2008-10-29T20:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T21:06:28.597-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illinois'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iowa'/><title type='text'>Iowa vs. Illinois</title><content type='html'>So, Mom and Dad have dragged me into one of their many bets. This one involves their college teams playing each other. This Saturday, Dads school, University of Illinois will be playing Moms school, University of Iowa. So, Mom and Dad have decided that I can wear the collar of the winning team. Up till now, Mom and Dad have agreed no Iowa or Illinois gear on Kirby, as I'm neutral (maybe I should have Lenny send me some Ohio State gear to really make them mad), so this is a HUGE deal for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, will I be representing the Fighting Illini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SQkQTbAOjiI/AAAAAAAABgs/KV0-8ziOiZk/s1600-h/Illinois+Collar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262755565411405346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SQkQTbAOjiI/AAAAAAAABgs/KV0-8ziOiZk/s320/Illinois+Collar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or the Hawkeyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SQkUKkWgnkI/AAAAAAAABg0/H7GtV13W72Y/s1600-h/Iowa+Collar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262759811348471362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SQkUKkWgnkI/AAAAAAAABg0/H7GtV13W72Y/s320/Iowa+Collar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tune in this weekend to see which school I will be wearing proudly!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;Kirby &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/3733145160204628700-8888437409312920082?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/8888437409312920082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=8888437409312920082' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/8888437409312920082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/8888437409312920082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/10/iowa-vs-illinois.html' title='Iowa vs. Illinois'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SQkQTbAOjiI/AAAAAAAABgs/KV0-8ziOiZk/s72-c/Illinois+Collar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-8711241216707582964</id><published>2008-10-19T20:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:40:52.411-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Saturday</title><content type='html'>I had a jam packed Saturday this weekend. It started off with another rehab session. I was scheduled for ultrasound with a laser and then some more time on the underwater treadmill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPviHUR2LtI/AAAAAAAABgE/Hm4TY7LFuYw/s1600-h/IMG_1580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259045605215710930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPviHUR2LtI/AAAAAAAABgE/Hm4TY7LFuYw/s320/IMG_1580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom was in the penned off area with me, supposedly to keep me calm. Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPviIJ7Iq2I/AAAAAAAABgM/oZCx-jRDbtw/s1600-h/IMG_1581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259045619615968098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPviIJ7Iq2I/AAAAAAAABgM/oZCx-jRDbtw/s320/IMG_1581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They started off by shaving a spot on my leg where they would do the ultrasound. I was not cool with this, no one told me that I had to have a patch shaved in my leg. Then, just as I was getting over seeing my fur come off, they slathered on this goop for the ultrasound. YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvhgaHvgXI/AAAAAAAABfc/ESKKBMQE4B4/s1600-h/IMG_1582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259044936769044850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvhgaHvgXI/AAAAAAAABfc/ESKKBMQE4B4/s320/IMG_1582.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I did not like the ultrasound one bit. I had to stay still, which I did not want to do. Mom was practically pushing me down most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvhiddsiuI/AAAAAAAABfk/PmnXSvhgizA/s1600-h/IMG_1584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259044972026170082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvhiddsiuI/AAAAAAAABfk/PmnXSvhgizA/s320/IMG_1584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then came the laser. Luckily for me, they didn't need to shave any fur for the laser. Once again, sitting still was key, and I just didn't want to comply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvhmYDtkzI/AAAAAAAABfs/C4DODCmh3_c/s1600-h/IMG_1585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259045039294485298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvhmYDtkzI/AAAAAAAABfs/C4DODCmh3_c/s320/IMG_1585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we were onto stretching. Once again, the weird balls are brought out and I have to stretch forward and back. This is no fun, no fun at all, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvhnJ0HG_I/AAAAAAAABf0/mjcuSq6dhZw/s1600-h/IMG_1586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259045052650822642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvhnJ0HG_I/AAAAAAAABf0/mjcuSq6dhZw/s320/IMG_1586.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More stretching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvhoMXx-qI/AAAAAAAABf8/wCSypeEeiWQ/s1600-h/IMG_1591+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259045070517172898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvhoMXx-qI/AAAAAAAABf8/wCSypeEeiWQ/s320/IMG_1591+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, we were onto the fun part of the session, the water part. I was much more comfortable in the treadmill tank this time, they even increased my speed and time! Woo hoo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we were done at rehab, we swung home, got my Halloween costume and headed off to the dog park for their Halloween party, 'Howl O Ween'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvuELEKMQI/AAAAAAAABgc/B8jQRm_uU2Y/s1600-h/PUptown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259058745342308610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvuELEKMQI/AAAAAAAABgc/B8jQRm_uU2Y/s320/PUptown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvgXYSmVhI/AAAAAAAABe0/KZ8E1jz6GGU/s1600-h/howl_poster_500px_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't like to wear clothes, so Mom had a hard time deciding what would be a good costume, and what costume would I actually wear. He he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvgXqha5iI/AAAAAAAABe8/5tAIEmXj8ow/s1600-h/IMG_1593+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259043687041263138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvgXqha5iI/AAAAAAAABe8/5tAIEmXj8ow/s320/IMG_1593+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom decided that I wouldn't mind wearing a basketball jersey, so I went as Aire Jordan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvgYEguoEI/AAAAAAAABfE/3zbEEcqYJoU/s1600-h/IMG_1594+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259043694017683522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvgYEguoEI/AAAAAAAABfE/3zbEEcqYJoU/s320/IMG_1594+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry the jersey is all crooked in the picture. I wouldn't set still long enough for Mom to get a good picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvgY5VAP7I/AAAAAAAABfM/efj8iN-6oLQ/s1600-h/IMG_1596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259043708195585970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvgY5VAP7I/AAAAAAAABfM/efj8iN-6oLQ/s320/IMG_1596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once we got to the park, there was all kinds of butt sniffing and playing. It was super hard to stay on leash while the costume contest was going on. I was part of the 'store bought' group. I didn't win, but I had so much fun!!  Mom was a bit frustrated that very few people got the 'Aire' with an E part of Aire Jordan.  Most people said she spelled it wrong.  Duh, I wanted to say, I'm an Airedale going as Aire Jordan.  Those hoomans....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvgZqDJxXI/AAAAAAAABfU/UrpnwZF8VGk/s1600-h/IMG_1598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259043721274049906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvgZqDJxXI/AAAAAAAABfU/UrpnwZF8VGk/s320/IMG_1598.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's a full body shot. Once we got to the park, Mom added the sweatbands. I hated these, I kept biting them and trying to pull them off. Once I started playing, I forgot all about them. He he! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though I didn't win, it wasn't a total loss. Mom and Dad won a gift certificate to a local restaurant in the raffle. And, then Mom won two gift certificates in the silent auction! One to my regular vet's office for an annual exam &amp;amp; all the necessary shots and the other one was for a day of fitness at my rehab vet! Mom was very happy, all in all, it was a busy, but great day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One last thing happened on Saturday. It was Mom and Dad's 5th wedding anniversary. Yeah Mom and Dad! I'm so happy you guys got married and decided to get a dog. HAPPY ANNIVERSARY, I love you guys!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvst7my3PI/AAAAAAAABgU/DaURUxkSSys/s1600-h/wedding-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259057263723863282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPvst7my3PI/AAAAAAAABgU/DaURUxkSSys/s320/wedding-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-8711241216707582964?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/8711241216707582964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=8711241216707582964' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/8711241216707582964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/8711241216707582964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy-saturday.html' title='Busy Saturday'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPviHUR2LtI/AAAAAAAABgE/Hm4TY7LFuYw/s72-c/IMG_1580.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-5604950501329037468</id><published>2008-10-15T21:01:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T21:42:06.071-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Integrative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rehab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Treadmill'/><title type='text'>First rehab session</title><content type='html'>Today was my first day of rehab at &lt;a href="http://www.integrativepetcare.com/home.html"&gt;Integrative Pet Care&lt;/a&gt;. I was scheduled for some therapeutic exercise and some time on the underwater treadmill. I was way psyched when I arrived as my agility pal Ryder was there too. He and his brother were in for their acupuncture treatments, no needles for me, thanks. Dr. Molly Flaherty worked with me today. She was super nice and really patient with me when I wouldn't listen to her. He he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPajkOy038I/AAAAAAAABec/wbIjkT710EQ/s1600-h/IMG_1558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257569457843527618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPajkOy038I/AAAAAAAABec/wbIjkT710EQ/s320/IMG_1558.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We did all kinds of stretching exercises. Dr. Flaherty worked real hard on my hind legs since my soft tissue problem is in my right hind leg. She found that I was more agreeable to stretching when a treat was involved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPajkfAJT6I/AAAAAAAABek/DySrP4zbUT8/s1600-h/IMG_1559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257569462194360226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPajkfAJT6I/AAAAAAAABek/DySrP4zbUT8/s320/IMG_1559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See, I'll give her good form for a treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPajkp2DU0I/AAAAAAAABes/PAdodh4nEfc/s1600-h/IMG_1560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257569465104814914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPajkp2DU0I/AAAAAAAABes/PAdodh4nEfc/s320/IMG_1560.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We tried out several different things, some to stretch, others to simply use my sore muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPajBjsRgoI/AAAAAAAABd0/dwLywbzaB4c/s1600-h/IMG_1562+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257568862157767298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPajBjsRgoI/AAAAAAAABd0/dwLywbzaB4c/s320/IMG_1562+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then, Dr. Flaherty brought out the ball. Big mistake. Mom has one of these at home, and I attack it whenever she brings it out, so you know I wasn't going to do these stretches nicely! I was wiggly and tried to bite the ball, very unruly. He he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPajB0McKMI/AAAAAAAABd8/yMrPOvqIiTE/s1600-h/IMG_1563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257568866587650242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPajB0McKMI/AAAAAAAABd8/yMrPOvqIiTE/s320/IMG_1563.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally, Dad got me to calm down and we stretched me out. Ahhhh, that feels good, now on to the water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPajCCw8DPI/AAAAAAAABeE/W5_EBRcC3EE/s1600-h/IMG_1566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257568870498831602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPajCCw8DPI/AAAAAAAABeE/W5_EBRcC3EE/s320/IMG_1566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was a bit apprehensive about getting into the treadmill tank, but then Dr. Flaherty filled it up with warm water and it felt (and tasted) so good! We did some walking, and we will build up to running on the treadmill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3275da2cf7dee744" 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.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3275da2cf7dee744%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329981664%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2DB23EB9144561228C8EFF5C49B3E44C5A48F206.85476A2FCF73CFDB03D56E72D6F9A239A17EB66D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3275da2cf7dee744%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVvADUDb7hIVD_Fgs7e8OV7oPnLI&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.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3275da2cf7dee744%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329981664%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2DB23EB9144561228C8EFF5C49B3E44C5A48F206.85476A2FCF73CFDB03D56E72D6F9A239A17EB66D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3275da2cf7dee744%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVvADUDb7hIVD_Fgs7e8OV7oPnLI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am walking nice and slow. This is way weird and it took me awhile to get used to it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPajCTr36nI/AAAAAAAABeM/WapOM9sQsXk/s1600-h/IMG_1573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257568875040991858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPajCTr36nI/AAAAAAAABeM/WapOM9sQsXk/s320/IMG_1573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After walking on the treadmill, Dr. Flaherty turned on the whirlpool jets and rubbed me down while the jets worked on my muscles. My fellow dogs, I highly recommend this. It was like being at the doggie spa! I was a bit nervous when the bubbles first came up, but then realized they were just part of the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPajCvqAgzI/AAAAAAAABeU/PPH6BiQgBMQ/s1600-h/IMG_1577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257568882549359410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPajCvqAgzI/AAAAAAAABeU/PPH6BiQgBMQ/s320/IMG_1577.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After my time in the chlorinated water, they gave me a yucky shower to rinse me off. I didn't like this at all, but Mom and Dad said to suck it up, so I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back on Saturday for an ultrasound treatment and then more treadmill. I think I'm liking this rehab thing, but now I am super tired. Good night all, I'm off to bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-5604950501329037468?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3275da2cf7dee744&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/5604950501329037468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=5604950501329037468' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/5604950501329037468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/5604950501329037468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-rehab-session.html' title='First rehab session'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SPajkOy038I/AAAAAAAABec/wbIjkT710EQ/s72-c/IMG_1558.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-6881724613159354299</id><published>2008-10-03T20:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T21:04:48.887-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chiropractor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rehab'/><title type='text'>Good News!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SObNxNShJoI/AAAAAAAABds/00WpICpB82M/s1600-h/IMG_1535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253112260638877314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SObNxNShJoI/AAAAAAAABds/00WpICpB82M/s320/IMG_1535.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm a happy pup today cuz I got good news from my vet! The Orthopedic/Radiologist consultation came back and they felt everything in my x-rays looked OK.  They agreed that I do have a soft tissue injury in my right hind leg, so the alternative vet as my Mom calls Dr. Mayer, has put together a 6-week rehab plan for me. They've got a mix of therapeutic exercise, underwater treadmill, ultrasound and resistance pool work planned for me. I'm not sure what to expect, but I'm psyched about the swimming! Thank you to you all for your positive thoughts, your concern meant so much to me!  I've got Mom charging up the camera battery, so she can capture every moment of my rehab!  This should be interesting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-6881724613159354299?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/6881724613159354299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=6881724613159354299' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/6881724613159354299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/6881724613159354299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-news.html' title='Good News!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SObNxNShJoI/AAAAAAAABds/00WpICpB82M/s72-c/IMG_1535.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-7858114198213351037</id><published>2008-09-29T21:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T21:20:21.331-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chiropractor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Marks'/><title type='text'>X-Ray Results</title><content type='html'>So, the x-rays are in and for the most part, all is well. My hips are really good according to my wonderful vet. It looks like I have a bit of cartilage or something in my soft tissue on my right hind leg, which was along the lines of what my Chiro Vet thought. This will require a bit of hydro therapy, which I'm all for. I'm always up for swimming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOGKluQJFvI/AAAAAAAABdc/I8L7BtIogyA/s1600-h/Kirby_Khan_Pelvis+Pelvis+-+Extended+VD_080929_105326_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251631021166237426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOGKluQJFvI/AAAAAAAABdc/I8L7BtIogyA/s320/Kirby_Khan_Pelvis+Pelvis+-+Extended+VD_080929_105326_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This x-ray of my spine caused some hmmmm's in the vets office today. Apparently, one of my lumbar's or something doesn't look exactly perfect. A bunch of vets looked at it and no one could say it is a problem, but no one was 100% that it wasn't something wrong, so off my x-ray went for an Orthopedic consultation. Apparently, it could be how I was positioned for the x-ray, but my hard working vet wants to make sure we rule everything out. We should hear back from the Orthopedic by Thursday, so once they let us know, I'll let you all know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOGKly1AbqI/AAAAAAAABdk/6yqPYVkm0qQ/s1600-h/Kirby_Khan_Spine+Spine+-+Lumbar+Lat_080929_110406_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251631022394601122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOGKly1AbqI/AAAAAAAABdk/6yqPYVkm0qQ/s320/Kirby_Khan_Spine+Spine+-+Lumbar+Lat_080929_110406_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Other than that, Mom had found a 'mass' on my butt, and my vet looked it over and informed Mom that it was a zit. Can you believe it? I've got a pimple on my butt! Ha ha ha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I'm off to rest. I had to be sedated for the x-rays, and I'm a bit tired still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-7858114198213351037?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/7858114198213351037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=7858114198213351037' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/7858114198213351037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/7858114198213351037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/09/x-ray-results.html' title='X-Ray Results'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOGKluQJFvI/AAAAAAAABdc/I8L7BtIogyA/s72-c/Kirby_Khan_Pelvis+Pelvis+-+Extended+VD_080929_105326_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-343438536638034443</id><published>2008-09-28T19:52:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T20:43:51.893-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Marks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PAWS'/><title type='text'>PAWS Walk 2008</title><content type='html'>Thank you to all of my friends who expressed concerns over my leg and x-rays tomorrow.  I'm not in any pain, none at all!  My agility instructor didn't like how I was not jumping correctly, and wanted me evaluated before they pursued an aggressive jumping regimen for me.  As long as my x-rays tomorrow are clean, I'll do a bit of water therapy to strengthen my lesser used hind leg and I should be better than ever in no time!  Now, onto the fun from today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the &lt;a href="http://www.pawschicago.org/"&gt;PAWS&lt;/a&gt; 'Run For Their Lives' 4K walk.  We got to the park nice and early and checked out all of the vendors booths and got some free goodies.  Got to love Petco and their free Frisbees! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOAqZfl1QcI/AAAAAAAABc8/PUCcWB-j4HE/s1600-h/IMG_1524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251243782979273154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOAqZfl1QcI/AAAAAAAABc8/PUCcWB-j4HE/s320/IMG_1524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were over 4,000 runners and walkers, so it was WAY crowded.  The start of the run was delayed, so that pushed back the walk start, so needless to say, there was lots and lots of waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOAqZrVmIgI/AAAAAAAABdE/WFxVTy-3NQw/s1600-h/IMG_1521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251243786132398594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOAqZrVmIgI/AAAAAAAABdE/WFxVTy-3NQw/s320/IMG_1521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still waiting.  When is this walk gonna get going?  I guess, I can waste some time sniffing the other dogs around me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOAqaAZXQXI/AAAAAAAABdM/T1f1pwO7tDs/s1600-h/IMG_1523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251243791785345394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOAqaAZXQXI/AAAAAAAABdM/T1f1pwO7tDs/s320/IMG_1523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally, we are off and walking.  In the past, we've gotten stuck in the back of the pack and couldn't go very fast, so we were right in front this year and were moving at a great pace! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOAqaSYZHHI/AAAAAAAABdU/oZsagyEz9OY/s1600-h/IMG_1525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251243796613110898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOAqaSYZHHI/AAAAAAAABdU/oZsagyEz9OY/s320/IMG_1525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wooo hooo!  This is great.  I love the course they had planned, as it is my usual lakefront run course, so I was very familiar with it.  Oh, Mom dressed me in my Cubs bandanna for the day.  Dad says that I've got to represent.  Go Cubbies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOApjsQd2wI/AAAAAAAABcU/LRx0_-hXez8/s1600-h/IMG_1526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251242858666384130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOApjsQd2wI/AAAAAAAABcU/LRx0_-hXez8/s320/IMG_1526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we finished the walk, we hit the food tent.  While Mom and Dad gorged on delicious looking Krispy Kremes and Ann Sather cinnamon rolls (if you are ever in Chicago, you must have one of these, so yummy)!  Since I am on a weight loss program, there was no yummers for me.  Only some banana, oh boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We made our way back to the vendor tents to see if we missed anything, and guess who I saw?  It is my most favorite Veterinarian in the WHOLE WIDE WORLD, Dr. Marks!  And she had her super pawsome pug with her.  His name is Clyde and he is super, super cool!  Clyde and I were having a blast playing.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOApkRWpIcI/AAAAAAAABcc/FDlbst-Rafc/s1600-h/IMG_1528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251242868624400834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOApkRWpIcI/AAAAAAAABcc/FDlbst-Rafc/s320/IMG_1528.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clyde is a tough little dude and let me tell you, he was wailing on me.  Those little pooches are mighty strong!  I had a great time playing with you Clyde, I'm sending licks out to you bud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOApkpb3xAI/AAAAAAAABck/yBLEfC1M26o/s1600-h/IMG_1529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251242875088782338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOApkpb3xAI/AAAAAAAABck/yBLEfC1M26o/s320/IMG_1529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course, I had to get a picture with the greatest vet ever!  Dr. Marks, I'll give you tons of kisses when  I see you tomorrow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOApkjJW47I/AAAAAAAABcs/7VgJ9m-jGuI/s1600-h/IMG_1532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251242873400517554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOApkjJW47I/AAAAAAAABcs/7VgJ9m-jGuI/s320/IMG_1532.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a wonderful day.  Plenty of dogs, lots of cat owners representing their kitties with buttons with their pictures, and some treats (not too many though).  Best of all, over $277,000.00 was raised to help the homeless dogs of Chicago.  Mom especially likes helping PAWS, since they are a no-kill shelter.  Thank you to all of our friends and family that helped to support our walk today.  100% of your donations went to PAWS!!  WOOO HOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOAplInxDrI/AAAAAAAABc0/fPXA-VEbU7E/s1600-h/IMG_1533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251242883460173490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOAplInxDrI/AAAAAAAABc0/fPXA-VEbU7E/s320/IMG_1533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope you all had a great weekend and are in for a even better week ahead!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-343438536638034443?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/343438536638034443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=343438536638034443' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/343438536638034443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/343438536638034443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/09/paws-walk-2008.html' title='PAWS Walk 2008'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SOAqZfl1QcI/AAAAAAAABc8/PUCcWB-j4HE/s72-c/IMG_1524.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-5593023160656891557</id><published>2008-09-27T13:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T13:38:45.599-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doggy Paws'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chiropracter'/><title type='text'>Chiropractor Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SN54NLIrb-I/AAAAAAAABcM/voYaDjLSNJ8/s1600-h/HawkCityK9TBLSept08Grads044.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250766383283400674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SN54NLIrb-I/AAAAAAAABcM/voYaDjLSNJ8/s320/HawkCityK9TBLSept08Grads044.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: Mom forgot the camera, so she didn't get any pictures of the super cool doggie rehab place.  &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had my appointment with the doggie chiropractor.  Since I've been dropping my hind legs on my jumps in agility, Mom and my teacher wanted to see what was going on.  During my consultation, they made me jump over the jumps they have on site and sure enough, I kept clipping the bar or knocked it off.  The doctor did not like what she was seeing, so I was taken back and examined.  They moved all my limbs, worked my spine and measured me all over.  They found that my right legs aren't as conditioned as my left, especially my right hind leg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, at this point they are thinking it is a soft tissue issue, but they want me to get a new set of x-rays done of my hips.  My last set was taken when I was just about a year old and my growth plates were still open.  Monday morning I'm off to my regular vets office for the x-rays.  If the x-rays confirm what Dr. Mayer (my Chiro Vet) thinks and it is just soft tissue, then I'm in for some hydro therapy!  Wooo hooo, that means as it gets too cold to swim around here, I'll be swimming to strengthen my leg each week.  I'll let you all know how it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'm participating in the annual PAWS 'Run For Their Lives' 4K walk.  I'm super excited, as there are always a ton of doggies and I have so much fun.  I'll make sure Mom brings here camera, so you can all see how much fun it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-5593023160656891557?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/5593023160656891557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=5593023160656891557' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/5593023160656891557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/5593023160656891557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/09/chiropractor-visit.html' title='Chiropractor Visit'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SN54NLIrb-I/AAAAAAAABcM/voYaDjLSNJ8/s72-c/HawkCityK9TBLSept08Grads044.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-8562567011569249709</id><published>2008-09-22T21:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T21:43:59.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not up to much</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SNhSssoXruI/AAAAAAAABbc/fC9LSKgDexQ/s1600-h/IMG_1490+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249036293548519138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SNhSssoXruI/AAAAAAAABbc/fC9LSKgDexQ/s320/IMG_1490+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, I feel the need to apologize for my absence from the blogging world.  We weren't on vacation, we weren't busy, nope, Mom was just being LAZY!  If only I could type with these furry paws!!  While Mom was busy being lazy, I didn't do too much.  I had my last agility class at The Barking Lot.  I'm now moving up to the next level, so I've switched to a new location, but same teacher.  The new place has more equipment and space, so I can finally learn the teeter and weave poles!  Wooo hooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SNhSs2WfnVI/AAAAAAAABbk/4bb54Sn3HMU/s1600-h/IMG_1487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249036296157896018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SNhSs2WfnVI/AAAAAAAABbk/4bb54Sn3HMU/s320/IMG_1487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am at graduation day, trying to look nice, so someone will give me a treat!  It was sad to say goodbye to my pals in the class, but I'm ready to make more friends and do more agility! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teacher did notice that I'm not jumping over the jumps with my hinders correctly (never really have in the last year of agility), so before she works me really hard on the jumps, I've got to get checked out by a dog chiropractor!  Can you believe it?  Hopefully, everything will be OK and they'll say what Mom always says, that I'm just being lazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SNhStHCQ04I/AAAAAAAABbs/GG3t6e1x3MQ/s1600-h/IMG_1491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249036300636443522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SNhStHCQ04I/AAAAAAAABbs/GG3t6e1x3MQ/s320/IMG_1491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom's been thinking I'm getting a bit chunky, so she's increased my exercise.  We go running a couple of times a week, we go for really long walks and over the weekend, I got to go swimming at dog beach!  I LOVE to swim, it is so much fun, but so is socializing with every dog at the beach!  He he!  Dad and Mom must have tossed my orbee out deep 100 times.  It never gets old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SNhStcT0N9I/AAAAAAAABb0/Q32IiYmziXI/s1600-h/IMG_1495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249036306347210706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SNhStcT0N9I/AAAAAAAABb0/Q32IiYmziXI/s320/IMG_1495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When not chasing my orbee, I like to paddle around.  No life jacket needed at this beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SNhStnX77oI/AAAAAAAABb8/H4oHDpQkrZ0/s1600-h/IMG_1504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249036309317283458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SNhStnX77oI/AAAAAAAABb8/H4oHDpQkrZ0/s320/IMG_1504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More ball time, can't get enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SNhRoXiG6BI/AAAAAAAABa0/QCeJBHczmzQ/s1600-h/IMG_1506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249035119654004754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SNhRoXiG6BI/AAAAAAAABa0/QCeJBHczmzQ/s320/IMG_1506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom, get the camera out of my face!  I'm trying to play here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SNhRozTHaDI/AAAAAAAABa8/WNAG_ok_Kpc/s1600-h/IMG_1509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249035127107315762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SNhRozTHaDI/AAAAAAAABa8/WNAG_ok_Kpc/s320/IMG_1509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What is great about the orbee is that it not only floats, but you can make it sink and it POPS right back up at you.  This is a game that I love to play!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SNhRpAipxbI/AAAAAAAABbE/EuF5Wx9fynA/s1600-h/IMG_1513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249035130662143410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SNhRpAipxbI/AAAAAAAABbE/EuF5Wx9fynA/s320/IMG_1513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally Mom and Dad said it was time to leave, so since I am very conscious of my environment, I gave back to the lake after drinking so much water from it (yes, I still squat.  I never learned to lift my leg)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SNhRpQ6pkiI/AAAAAAAABbM/nD66itru97g/s1600-h/IMG_1514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249035135057760802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SNhRpQ6pkiI/AAAAAAAABbM/nD66itru97g/s320/IMG_1514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wait, this isn't home.  My evil parents took me to get a BATH before we went home!  Grrrrrrr, this was not supposed to happen.  When I have to be bathed, Mom and Dad take me to Soggy Paws, where they start every self bath with a doggy facial.  I have to admit that I like the facial.  Mom even bought the facial wash to help keep the ol' beard nice and clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SNhRprfJ5yI/AAAAAAAABbU/5qplpMXpIXE/s1600-h/IMG_1515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249035142190196514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SNhRprfJ5yI/AAAAAAAABbU/5qplpMXpIXE/s320/IMG_1515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey, Dad, we've had this discussion before, WATCH where you are spraying that stuff.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you've all been well, I'm working on hitting all my pals blogs to say HI!  If I haven't been by yet, I promise to swing by this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-8562567011569249709?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/8562567011569249709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=8562567011569249709' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/8562567011569249709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/8562567011569249709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-up-to-much.html' title='Not up to much'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SNhSssoXruI/AAAAAAAABbc/fC9LSKgDexQ/s72-c/IMG_1490+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-5887964296892904368</id><published>2008-09-08T22:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T22:32:40.115-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puptown'/><title type='text'>Weekend at the park</title><content type='html'>This weekend, we went to my park for a bit of play time.  Although it was cool out, they still had my nemesis, the sprinkler, out.  Here I am staring it down, letting IT know who's boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SMXs-ZWaN2I/AAAAAAAABaM/84MWbB33keo/s1600-h/IMG_1472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243857897843734370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SMXs-ZWaN2I/AAAAAAAABaM/84MWbB33keo/s320/IMG_1472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course my ball constantly rolled right up to the sprinkler, which is waaaay frustrating.  It is so hard to get your ball out without getting wet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SMXs-xGhI8I/AAAAAAAABaU/chVS6dmnfnc/s1600-h/IMG_1471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243857904219530178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SMXs-xGhI8I/AAAAAAAABaU/chVS6dmnfnc/s320/IMG_1471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I met this big guy who was up for a bit of bitey face.  I'm always game, so let's play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SMXs_DfKANI/AAAAAAAABac/4jiEwpSok8o/s1600-h/IMG_1468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243857909154709714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SMXs_DfKANI/AAAAAAAABac/4jiEwpSok8o/s320/IMG_1468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello my friend, let's say Hi to my jaws!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SMXs_reK9rI/AAAAAAAABak/layEthTuygA/s1600-h/IMG_1469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243857919887996594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SMXs_reK9rI/AAAAAAAABak/layEthTuygA/s320/IMG_1469.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Woah there fella, what are you up to?  I told you I was not down with this.  Not cool man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SMXs_3bXv_I/AAAAAAAABas/aU_GlEr1Hq8/s1600-h/IMG_1470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243857923097477106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SMXs_3bXv_I/AAAAAAAABas/aU_GlEr1Hq8/s320/IMG_1470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah, just another weekend at the park, with all the usual craziness that goes along with it.  I just wish I could go once and not get humped (from the front or back).  He he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-5887964296892904368?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/5887964296892904368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=5887964296892904368' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/5887964296892904368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/5887964296892904368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekend-at-park.html' title='Weekend at the park'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SMXs-ZWaN2I/AAAAAAAABaM/84MWbB33keo/s72-c/IMG_1472.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-1234576398082148233</id><published>2008-09-02T22:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:03:56.950-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cottage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Labor Day'/><title type='text'>What I did over Labor Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>It was another holiday weekend spent up at the cottage in Michigan!  That means lots of boating, swimming and playing with my cousins!  As soon as we were unpacked, we grabbed our cooler and headed to the boat.  I assumed my normal position of riding up top!  Mom, of course pulled me down while we were moving and only lets me up to my perch when we are docked.  Stupid Mom! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SL4MAdOroWI/AAAAAAAABZ0/tGFsO6JkRA4/s1600-h/IMG_1445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241640218291577186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SL4MAdOroWI/AAAAAAAABZ0/tGFsO6JkRA4/s320/IMG_1445.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cousin Layla came along for the ride.  She was recently 'fixed' so we were making sure she wasn't licking at her stitches.  Check out her super cool bandanna!  Her Dad is a police officer and she is proudly supporting &lt;a href="http://www.prairienet.org/~ivestadog/"&gt;Illinois Vest-A-Dog&lt;/a&gt;, a super cool group that raises money and donates bullet and stab resistant vests for K-9 Police Dogs!  Yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SL4MAn4x4vI/AAAAAAAABZ8/C5ynjW796ws/s1600-h/IMG_1446+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241640221152502514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SL4MAn4x4vI/AAAAAAAABZ8/C5ynjW796ws/s320/IMG_1446+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When you're on the water all day, it can get a bit boring, so a good nap is highly recommended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SL4MA6uF5aI/AAAAAAAABaE/Lx330RzKPp4/s1600-h/IMG_1448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241640226207950242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SL4MA6uF5aI/AAAAAAAABaE/Lx330RzKPp4/s320/IMG_1448.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once the boat docks, I'm off and running, back into the water that is!  I jump off the shore into the water and beg for Mom and Dad to throw my toy.  Once I get my jaws on it, I'm not likely to give it back.  He he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SL4LfkMytyI/AAAAAAAABZM/g7s1DpN-QHc/s1600-h/IMG_1462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241639653227018018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SL4LfkMytyI/AAAAAAAABZM/g7s1DpN-QHc/s320/IMG_1462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I feel practicing my Michael Phelps like swimming strokes is very important, but even more important is keeping my toy in my mouth while I swim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SL4LfzgR67I/AAAAAAAABZU/GraJDbvGDy4/s1600-h/IMG_1464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241639657335286706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SL4LfzgR67I/AAAAAAAABZU/GraJDbvGDy4/s320/IMG_1464.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nothing beats a good game of tug.  I absolutely REFUSE to give my toy to Dad.  Even though he wants to throw it for me, no way, tug sounds like more fun now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SL4LgI20eCI/AAAAAAAABZc/boT2OPtfF7U/s1600-h/IMG_1456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241639663066970146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SL4LgI20eCI/AAAAAAAABZc/boT2OPtfF7U/s320/IMG_1456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hmmm, where did my toy go?  Dad, which way did you toss it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SL4LgacQEnI/AAAAAAAABZk/M2sDHPth8Nk/s1600-h/IMG_1451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241639667787371122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SL4LgacQEnI/AAAAAAAABZk/M2sDHPth8Nk/s320/IMG_1451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahhhh, peach and tranquility.  I've got my toy back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SL4LgzP3tcI/AAAAAAAABZs/f3EMIjS2LTM/s1600-h/IMG_1454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241639674446329282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SL4LgzP3tcI/AAAAAAAABZs/f3EMIjS2LTM/s320/IMG_1454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hope you all had a great Labor Day weekend.  I'm not looking forward to winter, but will enjoy the remains of summer and then the beauty of fall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-1234576398082148233?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/1234576398082148233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=1234576398082148233' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/1234576398082148233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/1234576398082148233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-i-did-over-labor-day-weekend.html' title='What I did over Labor Day Weekend'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SL4MAdOroWI/AAAAAAAABZ0/tGFsO6JkRA4/s72-c/IMG_1445.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-7401717975227974080</id><published>2008-08-25T20:32:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:48:00.671-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paw-Limpics'/><title type='text'>My Pawlimpic Wrap-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As we come to the close of the 2008 DWB Paw-Limpics, I have to say how much fun I've had over the past two weeks.  Every day, I would eagerly check out &lt;a href="http://wirewise.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lenny's&lt;/a&gt; blog to see who the lucky winners were.  How humbled I was to see that I had metaled multiple times.  It was such an honor to represent the great state of Illinois in this exciting event!  A huge thank you goes out to the judges for seeing past the silly fool that I am and finding the champion inside of me!  A GIGANTIC thank you goes out to &lt;a href="http://wirewise.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lenny&lt;/a&gt; and his wonderful Mom for organizing this PAWSOME event.  Mom and I had the best time and we just can't thank you enough!!  Here is a quick recap of what I was able to accomplish:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SLNd9AI10RI/AAAAAAAABYs/STmnTq4AFlo/s1600-h/gold_medal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238634094152503570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SLNd9AI10RI/AAAAAAAABYs/STmnTq4AFlo/s320/gold_medal.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GOLD MEDAL - SWIMMING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SLNd9STO9pI/AAAAAAAABY0/J9aFr5LBuqY/s1600-h/Swimming_-_Kirby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238634099027932818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SLNd9STO9pI/AAAAAAAABY0/J9aFr5LBuqY/s320/Swimming_-_Kirby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SLNd9iZOJqI/AAAAAAAABY8/Cjx_YpEl8VA/s1600-h/gold_medal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238634103348012706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SLNd9iZOJqI/AAAAAAAABY8/Cjx_YpEl8VA/s320/gold_medal.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GOLD MEDAL - ROACHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SLNd9-Va-NI/AAAAAAAABZE/EBd1qbOJP3Y/s1600-h/Roaching_-_Kirby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238634110848268498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SLNd9-Va-NI/AAAAAAAABZE/EBd1qbOJP3Y/s320/Roaching_-_Kirby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SLNdsj7rY2I/AAAAAAAABYE/BfEJuaF5a4k/s1600-h/silver_medal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238633811703194466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SLNdsj7rY2I/AAAAAAAABYE/BfEJuaF5a4k/s320/silver_medal.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SILVER MEDAL - BOATING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SLNdsgaixYI/AAAAAAAABYM/_j6nZjt1o24/s1600-h/Boating_-_Kirby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238633810758911362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SLNdsgaixYI/AAAAAAAABYM/_j6nZjt1o24/s320/Boating_-_Kirby.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SLNdsxkpUBI/AAAAAAAABYU/aKJS27Pd2gg/s1600-h/bronze_medal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238633815364685842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SLNdsxkpUBI/AAAAAAAABYU/aKJS27Pd2gg/s320/bronze_medal.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BRONZE MEDAL - BEING A NUISANCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SLNdtMFmINI/AAAAAAAABYc/T3D7Vt1uSM4/s1600-h/Nuisance_-_Kirby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238633822482211026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SLNdtMFmINI/AAAAAAAABYc/T3D7Vt1uSM4/s320/Nuisance_-_Kirby.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HONORABLE MENTION - BITEY FACE (with my pal Lucy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SLNdtJrVnII/AAAAAAAABYk/9NsJFxtUFpI/s1600-h/Bitey_Face_-_Kirby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238633821835205762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SLNdtJrVnII/AAAAAAAABYk/9NsJFxtUFpI/s320/Bitey_Face_-_Kirby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CONGRATULATIONS to all who took part in this wonderful contest.  We are all winners!  Woooo hoooo!!!!  See you all in Vancouver in 2010!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-7401717975227974080?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/7401717975227974080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=7401717975227974080' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/7401717975227974080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/7401717975227974080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-pawlimpic-wrap-up.html' title='My Pawlimpic Wrap-up'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SLNd9AI10RI/AAAAAAAABYs/STmnTq4AFlo/s72-c/gold_medal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-7748275867058313053</id><published>2008-08-17T20:32:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T22:07:01.966-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Air and Water Show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirby Fun'/><title type='text'>Air Show Sunday</title><content type='html'>Just before lunch today, Mom put on my 'flames' bandanna and said lets go, we're off to the Chicago Air &amp;amp; Water Show. She said it was the 50th anniversary of the show, so it was supposed to be really good. Now, I don't care too much about planes, but I saw Mom slip a bully stick into her bag, so I was fine with wherever we were going and whatever we were doing. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKjbVzZnRwI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/Uz3G5A7nlHg/s1600-h/IMG_1442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235675734439577346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKjbVzZnRwI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/Uz3G5A7nlHg/s320/IMG_1442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We walked up to the lakefront, so I was feeling fine after that nice long walkie! Mom found a nice shady spot where we could spread out and relax and enjoy the show. Then the waiting began. We waited nearly an hour for the first plane to come by us. While we waited we enjoyed a picnic, yeah sandwiches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKjbWFDNBcI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/KTWa_n9P-5E/s1600-h/IMG_1436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235675739177420226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKjbWFDNBcI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/KTWa_n9P-5E/s320/IMG_1436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then the planes began, there were really cool transport planes, and old time planes, then the F-22 Raptor came by. Woooh, that thing is loud, but so cool! It can just float in the air and flip around. Mom and Dad were so impressed, they had never seen anything like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKjbX0VVipI/AAAAAAAAA_w/ISPuIu7YwsI/s1600-h/IMG_1416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235675769049811602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKjbX0VVipI/AAAAAAAAA_w/ISPuIu7YwsI/s320/IMG_1416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the raptor, the waiting game began again. Mom didn't want to leave until she saw the U.S. Navy Blue Angels, so we waited and waited. See, we did a lot of waiting cuz we were at Montrose Harbor, which is a few miles down the road from North Avenue Beach where the majority of the planes show their tricks. Only the super fast planes that need LOTS of air space come further north. We don't mind, cuz we wanted to avoid the 2 million plus people that would be closer to the beach. That's way too many people for this pooch! To keep me occupied while we waited, I GOT MY BULLY STICK! Woooh hoooh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKjbWhuEpPI/AAAAAAAAA_g/JHUvrAmyJFQ/s1600-h/IMG_1412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235675746873418994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKjbWhuEpPI/AAAAAAAAA_g/JHUvrAmyJFQ/s320/IMG_1412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKjbXEwCWTI/AAAAAAAAA_o/hzO1Z7fY7Ks/s1600-h/IMG_1411+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235675756276898098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKjbXEwCWTI/AAAAAAAAA_o/hzO1Z7fY7Ks/s320/IMG_1411+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I sat and happily munched. Then, there was a loud sound that scared me so much, that I left my bully and ran over to Mom. Mom sat there and clapped, apparently the Blue Angels had arrived, and they were LOUD! Each time they passed over, I got so scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKjfmCNvH7I/AAAAAAAABAM/H6ohV5zBMoE/s1600-h/IMG_1428+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235680411340709810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKjfmCNvH7I/AAAAAAAABAM/H6ohV5zBMoE/s320/IMG_1428+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKjfmSxO0bI/AAAAAAAABAU/KBq3wj9A7Fg/s1600-h/IMG_1429+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235680415784554930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKjfmSxO0bI/AAAAAAAABAU/KBq3wj9A7Fg/s320/IMG_1429+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made Mom attach a video, you might not hear the sound so well, but take it from me, it was loud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e7c5652b862a9883" 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://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De7c5652b862a9883%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329981664%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1504F2CF8363CCF1644DCCDAB076428756736E54.6A6BC0996C900A2076274386DF98FD30C0B8057B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De7c5652b862a9883%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGmigWQibPzvjMFTsedcoXjR9Eu8&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://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De7c5652b862a9883%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329981664%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1504F2CF8363CCF1644DCCDAB076428756736E54.6A6BC0996C900A2076274386DF98FD30C0B8057B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De7c5652b862a9883%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGmigWQibPzvjMFTsedcoXjR9Eu8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as they were done, I was more then ready to leave. Mom had to pick up my bully and bring it home. I was that scared, I couldn't finish my bully! Can you believe it? I hope you all had a wonderful weekend, and didn't have to suffer through loud noises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-7748275867058313053?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e7c5652b862a9883&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/7748275867058313053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=7748275867058313053' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/7748275867058313053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/7748275867058313053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/08/air-show-sunday.html' title='Air Show Sunday'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKjbVzZnRwI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/Uz3G5A7nlHg/s72-c/IMG_1442.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-6729581637519244686</id><published>2008-08-12T21:56:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T22:23:02.924-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paw-Limpics'/><title type='text'>What a day!</title><content type='html'>I was so relived to see the update from &lt;a href="http://jacksonsworld-jackson.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jackson's&lt;/a&gt; P's that he did well during surgery and was resting in intensive care. The next few days are still very critical, so let's keep our paws cross the zen flowing and the positive thoughts and prayers going strong! If we all keep barking loud and wishing on the dog star this strong little guy will be home for his birthday on Friday! We are all behind you Jackson. Keep on fighting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKJNsu-tB5I/AAAAAAAAA-E/iqi2ixXGD6E/s1600-h/Jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233831147878549394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKJNsu-tB5I/AAAAAAAAA-E/iqi2ixXGD6E/s320/Jackson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, after hearing about Jackson's good surgery, I was on cloud nine and was even happier when I found out that I had won the GOLD MEDAL in &lt;a href="http://wirewise.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lenny's&lt;/a&gt; Pawlimpics Swimming (Aquatics) contest. Congratulations to me fellow winners, Asta and Asta-Marie. I love winning with the ladies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKJO_rYpliI/AAAAAAAAA-k/Ef7Ce2QPj9E/s1600-h/gold_medal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233832572842776098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKJO_rYpliI/AAAAAAAAA-k/Ef7Ce2QPj9E/s320/gold_medal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am absolutely loving the Pawlimpics. I think it's better than the actual Olympics. Woof Woof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKJO_3D2hEI/AAAAAAAAA-s/nWfjvl_l_9E/s1600-h/Swimming_-_Kirby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233832575976768578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKJO_3D2hEI/AAAAAAAAA-s/nWfjvl_l_9E/s320/Swimming_-_Kirby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To top it all off, my Aire-pal &lt;a href="http://toaireisdivine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bogart&lt;/a&gt; honored me with this wonderful award! Thank you so much Bogart. I do hope we can be Blogging Friends Forever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKJRafug06I/AAAAAAAAA_I/BG2GeVnf_00/s1600-h/BFF_gold_card_from_Maggie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233835232592974754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKJRafug06I/AAAAAAAAA_I/BG2GeVnf_00/s320/BFF_gold_card_from_Maggie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This card has some rules on re-passing it:-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Only five people allowed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Four have to be dedicated followers of your blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. One has to be someone new or recently new to your blog and live in another part of the world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. You must link back to whoever gave you the award.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I'm going to pass this one on to: &lt;a href="http://leuradales.blogspot.com/"&gt;Noah&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://keeleypup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keeley&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://wirewise.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lenny&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thischewsydalechewsyou.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mr. T-Bone Beasley&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://huskeeboy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Huskee Boy&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you've already received this award, just think of this as even more love!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-6729581637519244686?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/6729581637519244686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=6729581637519244686' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/6729581637519244686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/6729581637519244686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-day.html' title='What a day!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SKJNsu-tB5I/AAAAAAAAA-E/iqi2ixXGD6E/s72-c/Jackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-2905174123396865354</id><published>2008-08-10T20:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T20:28:44.444-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirby Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Westfest'/><title type='text'>Westfest 2008</title><content type='html'>This weekend was the annual Westfest in the trendy West Town neighborhood of Chicago. Since they have a section just for dogs called Petfest, we decided to check it out. We did go last year, but heard this year was bigger and better, so we were excited! Well, my personal opinion was that it was a bust, and Mom and Dad agreed. There were lots of doggies there, but very little things for dogs to do. They had a few swimming pools for the pooches to cool off in and an optional dog wash section (no thanks, thank goodness Mom had just put on my flea and tick preventative just before we left). Other than that there were a handful of dog store booths, but nothing great. We were all disappointed. Here are few pics we took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJ-T9lKaZII/AAAAAAAAA9k/hPIlf0AaRb8/s1600-h/IMG_1400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233063978184893570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJ-T9lKaZII/AAAAAAAAA9k/hPIlf0AaRb8/s320/IMG_1400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The pool was nice and cool, but I am used to something bigger to swim in, like a lake.  He he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJ-T-E4eINI/AAAAAAAAA9s/zVykoxFzc2w/s1600-h/IMG_1401+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233063986699575506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJ-T-E4eINI/AAAAAAAAA9s/zVykoxFzc2w/s320/IMG_1401+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I figured since I couldn't swim in it, I would drink out of it.  Ahh, so refreshing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJ-T-XbHiLI/AAAAAAAAA90/vSDEHMzwSbg/s1600-h/IMG_1403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233063991676733618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJ-T-XbHiLI/AAAAAAAAA90/vSDEHMzwSbg/s320/IMG_1403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We met so many dogs, and Mom kept forgetting to take pictures, but she did manage to whip the camera out for this guy.  I first walked past and then came in for a closer look.  Mango?  Mango, is that you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJ-T-l8SqKI/AAAAAAAAA98/RuIe1V88Xjk/s1600-h/IMG_1402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233063995573971106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJ-T-l8SqKI/AAAAAAAAA98/RuIe1V88Xjk/s320/IMG_1402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You sure do look like my relentlessly huge pal, Mango.  This guy, while super huge was so nice.  Mom loved petting him.  He just sat there like a good boy and let Mom pet him and give him a hug. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while not a great festival, I did have a good time meeting all of the dogs, Mom bought me a new collar and I got to share Mom's taco with her.  Mmmmmmm, yummers!  I hope you all had a great weekend.  I'm off to catch up on my Olympic coverage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-2905174123396865354?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/2905174123396865354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=2905174123396865354' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/2905174123396865354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/2905174123396865354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/08/westfest-2008.html' title='Westfest 2008'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJ-T9lKaZII/AAAAAAAAA9k/hPIlf0AaRb8/s72-c/IMG_1400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-2638155149171895044</id><published>2008-08-04T22:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:00:57.662-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paw-Limpics'/><title type='text'>International Bone Relay for the Paw-Limpics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJfH0wJ0TfI/AAAAAAAAA9c/_dDzKTGCtas/s1600-h/Kirby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230869201307323890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJfH0wJ0TfI/AAAAAAAAA9c/_dDzKTGCtas/s320/Kirby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm so proud to be taking part in the 2008 Dogs with Blogs Paw-Limpics International Bone Relay. I'm so excited to be the only dog representing the great state of Illinois! I'm hoping to bring home some gold!! You have to go to &lt;a href="http://wirewise.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lenny's&lt;/a&gt; blog and check out the full bone relay, it is so PAWSOME!  Special thank you to &lt;a href="http://wirewise.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lenny&lt;/a&gt; and his Mom for running this wonderful contest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-2638155149171895044?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/2638155149171895044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=2638155149171895044' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/2638155149171895044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/2638155149171895044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/08/international-bone-relay-for-paw.html' title='International Bone Relay for the Paw-Limpics'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJfH0wJ0TfI/AAAAAAAAA9c/_dDzKTGCtas/s72-c/Kirby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-3435556046105497903</id><published>2008-08-02T18:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:00:58.684-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirby Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ice cream'/><title type='text'>Ice Cream!</title><content type='html'>Last night while we were out and about for out walkie, Mom and Dad stopped off at Margie's Candies and Ice Cream, a Chicago summertime favorite!  Mom went in and ordered some frozen treats for her and Dad and one scoop of vanilla in a cup for me.  Well you can understand Mom's shock when they handed her HUGE waffle cone with multiple scoops of vanilla in it.  Mom explained that she needed a cup of ice cream, so they emptied the cone contents into a cup.  Oh dog, I got lots and lots of ice cream let me tell you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad made me wait for a minute before they would hand me the cup of ice cream.  Apparently I was getting a bit over excited.  He he!  I was licking my chops in anticipation of the cool yummyness that was awaiting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJTvD8At8lI/AAAAAAAAA80/xOy5brG-NMU/s1600-h/IMG_1394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230067918211773010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJTvD8At8lI/AAAAAAAAA80/xOy5brG-NMU/s320/IMG_1394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Finally, they put the cup of ice cream down!  Ahhhh, so cold, so yummy, this is what heaven is like, right?  Mmmmmmmmmmm...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJTvEXpwk5I/AAAAAAAAA88/MJ7fgboK4dA/s1600-h/IMG_1392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230067925631669138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJTvEXpwk5I/AAAAAAAAA88/MJ7fgboK4dA/s320/IMG_1392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More mmmmmmmmmm, Mom get that camera away from me, I'm trying to eat here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJTvEj4NflI/AAAAAAAAA9E/R8N2csyBqfQ/s1600-h/IMG_1393+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230067928913509970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJTvEj4NflI/AAAAAAAAA9E/R8N2csyBqfQ/s320/IMG_1393+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is that it?  Is it all gone?  Dad, you look like you have some in your cone still?  Care to share some of that shake Mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJTvFMMUd_I/AAAAAAAAA9M/p6dtCFqznZA/s1600-h/IMG_1399+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230067939735271410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJTvFMMUd_I/AAAAAAAAA9M/p6dtCFqznZA/s320/IMG_1399+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All in all, what a delicious treat.  Mom wanted to point out the telltale signs of a well enjoyed treat.  Notice the ice cream left in the beard.  That's for a late night snack.  And of course there is the ice cream remnants on the nose. Eventually my tongue made its way up there and all bits of ice cream disappeared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJTvFiVK71I/AAAAAAAAA9U/P7hbAoD2atA/s1600-h/IMG_1398_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230067945677975378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJTvFiVK71I/AAAAAAAAA9U/P7hbAoD2atA/s320/IMG_1398_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I sure hope you all get some ice cream this weekend.  It really does make a hot summer day so much better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-3435556046105497903?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/3435556046105497903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=3435556046105497903' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3435556046105497903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3435556046105497903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/08/ice-cream.html' title='Ice Cream!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJTvD8At8lI/AAAAAAAAA80/xOy5brG-NMU/s72-c/IMG_1394.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-351357813562522485</id><published>2008-07-30T19:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:00:58.824-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackson'/><title type='text'>My Pal Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJEEFd7EB4I/AAAAAAAAA8s/1xYYDbMWuKY/s1600-h/Jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228965134332069762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJEEFd7EB4I/AAAAAAAAA8s/1xYYDbMWuKY/s320/Jackson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My pal &lt;a href="http://jacksonsworld-jackson.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jackson&lt;/a&gt; had some unfavorable test results come back recently.  He and his parents sure could use some cheering up, so if you haven't already, please stop by his blog and pass on some kind words of encouragement.  I just know with all of our support we can help Jackson and the Js through this difficult and stressful time!  Thank you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-351357813562522485?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/351357813562522485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=351357813562522485' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/351357813562522485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/351357813562522485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-pal-jackson.html' title='My Pal Jackson'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SJEEFd7EB4I/AAAAAAAAA8s/1xYYDbMWuKY/s72-c/Jackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-2642153852337069948</id><published>2008-07-24T22:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:00.815-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gaia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treats'/><title type='text'>Mmmmmm Gaia treats!</title><content type='html'>Last week a package arrived with my name on it!  I was so excited.  I grabbed it off the counter and ran straight to my bed.  Oh look, it's from my pal &lt;a href="http://gaia-philosophy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gaia&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIlDpE7TvxI/AAAAAAAAA8c/ctslaDmQMC8/s1600-h/IMG_1321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226783215516368658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIlDpE7TvxI/AAAAAAAAA8c/ctslaDmQMC8/s320/IMG_1321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wonder if I can gnaw the corner off this box?  Something in there smells GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIlDpUDYjTI/AAAAAAAAA8k/WQhEl6nTATI/s1600-h/IMG_1322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226783219576769842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIlDpUDYjTI/AAAAAAAAA8k/WQhEl6nTATI/s320/IMG_1322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Inside were some yummy looking TREATS!  Mom let me sniff the bag and select my first treat.  I chose the mint treat which smelled great and tasted even better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIlDRXVGQzI/AAAAAAAAA70/vzu8FX23HqQ/s1600-h/IMG_1323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226782808139514674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIlDRXVGQzI/AAAAAAAAA70/vzu8FX23HqQ/s320/IMG_1323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next up was the carob chip cookie.  It was delish!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIlDRjtlpVI/AAAAAAAAA78/YCWoyS39s8U/s1600-h/IMG_1327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226782811463460178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIlDRjtlpVI/AAAAAAAAA78/YCWoyS39s8U/s320/IMG_1327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then Mom set up what she calls the pups choice.  Look at my concentration in this stay, no sneaking up and stealing a treat!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIlDSPoTRoI/AAAAAAAAA8E/nt8l-WlcRng/s1600-h/IMG_1347+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226782823252444802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIlDSPoTRoI/AAAAAAAAA8E/nt8l-WlcRng/s320/IMG_1347+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Decisions, decisions, decisions, which will I choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIlDSX136NI/AAAAAAAAA8M/yrXZVBS6P3g/s1600-h/IMG_1346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226782825456855250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIlDSX136NI/AAAAAAAAA8M/yrXZVBS6P3g/s320/IMG_1346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mmmmm, it's the carob chip for me!  These are so good, then I scarfed down the other two before Mom could put them back in the bag.  He he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIlDSpVkmNI/AAAAAAAAA8U/znTjBfdq1IU/s1600-h/IMG_1348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226782830153210066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIlDSpVkmNI/AAAAAAAAA8U/znTjBfdq1IU/s320/IMG_1348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I highly recommend you check out &lt;a href="http://gaia-philosophy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gaia's&lt;/a&gt; site and get the info about her treats, they are super yummylicious!  Thank you so much Gaia.  I give your treats my highest recommendation FOUR paws up!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&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/3733145160204628700-2642153852337069948?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/2642153852337069948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=2642153852337069948' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/2642153852337069948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/2642153852337069948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/07/mmmmmm-gaia-treats.html' title='Mmmmmm Gaia treats!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIlDpE7TvxI/AAAAAAAAA8c/ctslaDmQMC8/s72-c/IMG_1321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-4840066125401714572</id><published>2008-07-21T21:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:01.078-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award'/><title type='text'>An award!</title><content type='html'>The wonderful girls of Airedale Heaven &lt;a href="http://airedaleheaven.blogspot.com/"&gt;Penny, Poppy and Patches&lt;/a&gt; gave me this wonderful award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIVGyB-phLI/AAAAAAAAA7k/Fpu2W9b88HY/s1600-h/award_from_Maggie_%26_Mitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225660767971935410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIVGyB-phLI/AAAAAAAAA7k/Fpu2W9b88HY/s320/award_from_Maggie_%26_Mitch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would like to pass it on to &lt;a href="http://www.cassidytheairedale.blogspot.com/"&gt;Harry and Cassidy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://keepyourtogaon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hercules&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://keeleypup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keeley&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://wirewise.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lenny&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://airedalemollyandwelshtaffy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Molly and Taffy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules for accepting the award are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;1. Add the logo of the award to your blog.&lt;br /&gt;2. Add a link to the person who awards you.&lt;br /&gt;3. Nominate at least 7 other blogs.&lt;br /&gt;4. Add links to those blogs on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Poppy, Penny and of course Patches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-4840066125401714572?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/4840066125401714572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=4840066125401714572' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/4840066125401714572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/4840066125401714572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/07/award.html' title='An award!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIVGyB-phLI/AAAAAAAAA7k/Fpu2W9b88HY/s72-c/award_from_Maggie_%26_Mitch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-3818706997044344249</id><published>2008-07-17T21:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:05.488-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presents'/><title type='text'>Thank you for the barkday wishes!</title><content type='html'>Thank you to all my friends for you wonderful barkday/birthday wishes.  It helped to make my birthday so special!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this super sweet card I got from &lt;a href="http://lacylulu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rocky, Bear &amp;amp; angel LacyLulu&lt;/a&gt;.  I love how excited I look in the picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIAKHQFjOeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/8V2nHziYHrI/s1600-h/kirby+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224186687443384802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIAKHQFjOeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/8V2nHziYHrI/s320/kirby+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also got two great e-cards from &lt;a href="http://northfordmaggie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maggie &amp;amp; Mitch&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://airedalemollyandwelshtaffy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Molly &amp;amp; Taffy&lt;/a&gt;.  Mom is computer deficient at times, and has not been able to figure out a way to load the cards.  Thank you for the cards, they were so great.  Oh, and M&amp;amp;M, I did get ice cream all over my beard! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wirewise.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lenny&lt;/a&gt; sent me a hilarious card through the mail.  Mom tried to scan it, so you would all see it, but our printer/scanner/fax/copier decided to die out on us.  Mom just looooves electronics.  Trust me, it was hi-lar-ious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week before my birthday, I saw a box with my name on it.  Mean old Mom made me wait till my birthday party.  One look at the box and I knew it was from my pal to the north, &lt;a href="http://keeleypup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keeley&lt;/a&gt;!  It was the Irish Terrier birthday dog sticker that gave it away!  He he!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIAKHigWPfI/AAAAAAAAA7U/Terhw_OfGcs/s1600-h/IMG_1270+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224186692387618290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIAKHigWPfI/AAAAAAAAA7U/Terhw_OfGcs/s320/IMG_1270+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I worked and worked on getting the box open, but no amount of chewing would make it open up.  Mom stepped in to assist, and I breathed in my first sniffs of birthday goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIAKICosfSI/AAAAAAAAA7c/gzA98YEUJiE/s1600-h/IMG_1272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224186701012565282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIAKICosfSI/AAAAAAAAA7c/gzA98YEUJiE/s320/IMG_1272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First thing I found was this PAWSOME Harley Davidson Museum bandanna!  Grandma helped put it on me, and I think I look super cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIAJDgb_F9I/AAAAAAAAA6k/dCwGVh2RDCY/s1600-h/IMG_1274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224185523601348562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIAJDgb_F9I/AAAAAAAAA6k/dCwGVh2RDCY/s320/IMG_1274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just love being a Harley dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIAJDwfuExI/AAAAAAAAA6s/tEEEB4e_D9w/s1600-h/IMG_1276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224185527911977746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIAJDwfuExI/AAAAAAAAA6s/tEEEB4e_D9w/s320/IMG_1276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Also included in the box was a big green prickly squeaky ball.  I love this thing!  I like nothing better than grabbing it first thing in the morning to 'assist' Mom and Dad in waking up.  There was also a giganto bag of Jones Natural Chews!  It's a variety pack, so I can try everything they have!  Woo Hoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIAJEeov9cI/AAAAAAAAA60/pjrpt4tauqg/s1600-h/IMG_1281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224185540297881026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIAJEeov9cI/AAAAAAAAA60/pjrpt4tauqg/s320/IMG_1281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and Dad tried to get everything together so we could get a nice picture and say Thank You to Keeley, but I was not having it.  I just wanted to eat my chews!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIAJE3mhcfI/AAAAAAAAA68/LZynq7DuDNc/s1600-h/IMG_1282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224185546999427570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIAJE3mhcfI/AAAAAAAAA68/LZynq7DuDNc/s320/IMG_1282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally, after a snack, I was willing to sit for one picture with all my wonderful loot from Keeley.  Thank you so much &lt;a href="http://keeleypup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keeley&lt;/a&gt;, I love all my prezzies!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIAJFE4swhI/AAAAAAAAA7E/fHNAXo3HuIc/s1600-h/IMG_1278+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224185550565327378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIAJFE4swhI/AAAAAAAAA7E/fHNAXo3HuIc/s320/IMG_1278+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&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/3733145160204628700-3818706997044344249?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/3818706997044344249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=3818706997044344249' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3818706997044344249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3818706997044344249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/07/thank-you-for-barkday-wishes.html' title='Thank you for the barkday wishes!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SIAKHQFjOeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/8V2nHziYHrI/s72-c/kirby+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-6376788941656876281</id><published>2008-07-14T21:34:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:11.732-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirby Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spencer'/><title type='text'>I'm 2 Today!</title><content type='html'>We started my 2nd birthday celebration yesterday at Grandma and Grandpa's house.  Grandma made me this snazzy party hat so everyone would know that I'm now 2 years old!  Soon after, I ate the hat.  What can I say?  I like paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwUBw-ot7I/AAAAAAAAA6c/ePYpvuLdBqQ/s1600-h/IMG_1291+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223071688402974642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwUBw-ot7I/AAAAAAAAA6c/ePYpvuLdBqQ/s320/IMG_1291+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma started things off by giving me some treats she got at the local dog bakery.  Mmmm mmmm good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwTs8YQwYI/AAAAAAAAA50/pkoJd1EUzt0/s1600-h/IMG_1215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223071330685993346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwTs8YQwYI/AAAAAAAAA50/pkoJd1EUzt0/s320/IMG_1215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer got some treats too.  I also brought a bag of his favorite, Senior Greenies, he was super happy once he got one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwTtRUz6VI/AAAAAAAAA58/Y150n7YBjvo/s1600-h/IMG_1216+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223071336308664658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwTtRUz6VI/AAAAAAAAA58/Y150n7YBjvo/s320/IMG_1216+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After our treats, I opened up a few of my gifts.  I love eating the wrapping paper almost as much as I love playing with my new toys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwTt13TBoI/AAAAAAAAA6E/I2Nd4saIF0U/s1600-h/IMG_1218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223071346116986498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwTt13TBoI/AAAAAAAAA6E/I2Nd4saIF0U/s320/IMG_1218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma was busy making some treats for the humans, but since the party was for me, I thought I should give them a Kirby taste test first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwTudVVT0I/AAAAAAAAA6M/7JW1y-y-0ZE/s1600-h/IMG_1225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223071356711948098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwTudVVT0I/AAAAAAAAA6M/7JW1y-y-0ZE/s320/IMG_1225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After all those treats, I went outside and did a little roaching.  This ALWAYS feels so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwTvFHbw3I/AAAAAAAAA6U/ME5Kz4Q-5Zw/s1600-h/IMG_1226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223071367391069042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwTvFHbw3I/AAAAAAAAA6U/ME5Kz4Q-5Zw/s320/IMG_1226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then of course I had to head into the water.  I took my newest toy into the water too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwShdy3JoI/AAAAAAAAA5M/5pVfUoTimcE/s1600-h/IMG_1229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223070033985873538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwShdy3JoI/AAAAAAAAA5M/5pVfUoTimcE/s320/IMG_1229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then I took it for a trip around the lake.  I actually brought it back when Mom and Dad threw it in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwShnHYfwI/AAAAAAAAA5U/svAA7BD98b4/s1600-h/IMG_1238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223070036487864066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwShnHYfwI/AAAAAAAAA5U/svAA7BD98b4/s320/IMG_1238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am chasing off some of the stupid geese that are pooping all over Grandma's yard.  While I like their poop, Grandma is tired of it.  She says it's everywhere.  I swam all the way across the lake after those geese and they still wouldn't leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwSiK0zZRI/AAAAAAAAA5c/Iu_L1JUouQE/s1600-h/IMG_1253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223070046073611538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwSiK0zZRI/AAAAAAAAA5c/Iu_L1JUouQE/s320/IMG_1253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I tried out a little bitey face with Spencer.  He actually played a little bit with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwSimNpk4I/AAAAAAAAA5k/wzeofOIeegg/s1600-h/IMG_1255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223070053425582978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwSimNpk4I/AAAAAAAAA5k/wzeofOIeegg/s320/IMG_1255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back inside to open some more prezzies, I got a new Water Wubba from Grandma.  Too bad I like to play with it out of the water more than in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwSjL4B70I/AAAAAAAAA5s/lCLre-Hc5wA/s1600-h/IMG_1257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223070063535451970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwSjL4B70I/AAAAAAAAA5s/lCLre-Hc5wA/s320/IMG_1257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then it was on to the cake!  Grandma ordered me a Blues Clues cake without any chocolate so it was dog friendly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwRhq3VS9I/AAAAAAAAA4k/fBa75bMgffE/s1600-h/IMG_1260+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223068937982659538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwRhq3VS9I/AAAAAAAAA4k/fBa75bMgffE/s320/IMG_1260+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mmmmm cake and ice cream, oh so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwRiED4BPI/AAAAAAAAA4s/L_uc1l8iS5w/s1600-h/IMG_1268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223068944746153202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwRiED4BPI/AAAAAAAAA4s/L_uc1l8iS5w/s320/IMG_1268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More prezzies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwRki82IPI/AAAAAAAAA40/y5RsFKG2PeE/s1600-h/IMG_1284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223068987397906674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwRki82IPI/AAAAAAAAA40/y5RsFKG2PeE/s320/IMG_1284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back outside and trying to chase away those stupid geese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwRk1C1PYI/AAAAAAAAA48/aNgLb9xoM_8/s1600-h/IMG_1286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223068992254852482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwRk1C1PYI/AAAAAAAAA48/aNgLb9xoM_8/s320/IMG_1286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom got some clown cookies for Spencer and me, but I was too excited to let her get a photo of them.  I had to have mine right then.  Mom says I was riding a sugar high from my cake and ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwRlX7QTCI/AAAAAAAAA5E/XUEXYjb-bDA/s1600-h/IMG_1287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223069001618312226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwRlX7QTCI/AAAAAAAAA5E/XUEXYjb-bDA/s320/IMG_1287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, on to today, my actual birthday!  I opened up a few more presents from Mom and Dad.  I got some super cool pawlimpics boxing gloves.  I'll have to get some pictures of me using them and send them on to Lenny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwQhZhIL3I/AAAAAAAAA38/OLkx6j94pQc/s1600-h/IMG_1304+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223067833814495090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwQhZhIL3I/AAAAAAAAA38/OLkx6j94pQc/s320/IMG_1304+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got a super cool new Orbee Mars ball, Mom had a hard time getting a good picture, sine I was running all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwQh95fasI/AAAAAAAAA4E/UxLko1lXzxA/s1600-h/IMG_1307+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223067843580357314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwQh95fasI/AAAAAAAAA4E/UxLko1lXzxA/s320/IMG_1307+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More cake!  Mmmm, I could get used to this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwQiZugM1I/AAAAAAAAA4M/iHm1iqcy_5E/s1600-h/IMG_1313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223067851050464082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwQiZugM1I/AAAAAAAAA4M/iHm1iqcy_5E/s320/IMG_1313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Got to make my wish.  Hmmm, what do I want.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwQioZd5hI/AAAAAAAAA4U/wgayohpOBQE/s1600-h/IMG_1317+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223067854988764690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwQioZd5hI/AAAAAAAAA4U/wgayohpOBQE/s320/IMG_1317+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks to all of you who wished me a happy birthday!  I did have a great birthday!  A huge thank you to Keeley for my super pawsome package.  I'll post again with pics of all the great things I got.  Thanks to Maggie &amp;amp; Mitch and Molly &amp;amp; Taffy for your pawsome E-cards.  Lenny gets a huge thank you for the super hilarious card.  It had Mom and Grandma cracking up.  And of course, thank you to the king &amp;amp; queen of all birthdays, Rocky and angel LacyLulu for their great email card  You all helped to make my birthday super special, thank you so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwQjJD6x5I/AAAAAAAAA4c/yD228qWe8yY/s1600-h/IMG_1263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223067863756752786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwQjJD6x5I/AAAAAAAAA4c/yD228qWe8yY/s320/IMG_1263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'Till next time or when this sugar coma wears off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&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/3733145160204628700-6376788941656876281?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/6376788941656876281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=6376788941656876281' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/6376788941656876281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/6376788941656876281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-2-today.html' title='I&apos;m 2 Today!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHwUBw-ot7I/AAAAAAAAA6c/ePYpvuLdBqQ/s72-c/IMG_1291+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-1923539646337993298</id><published>2008-07-08T21:16:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:16.538-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stormy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Layla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spencer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bailey'/><title type='text'>Weekend at the lake</title><content type='html'>What a wonderful long weekend I had up at the family cottage at Paw Paw Lake!  Lots of family, fun and most importantly food!  With all of us dogs, it was chaos as usual.  Here are some pictures of my fellow pooches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layla is the newest to the family.  She is small, but tough.  She and I like to ride on the boat together, and she's learning how to swim.  Maybe by Labor Day she'll be out in the deep water with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQiqJ0tQmI/AAAAAAAAA3U/xE688-CGI_8/s1600-h/IMG_1159+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220835975616086626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQiqJ0tQmI/AAAAAAAAA3U/xE688-CGI_8/s320/IMG_1159+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I believe most of you are familiar with Spencer by now.  He belongs to my Grandma and Grandpa and is their fifth Airedale!  He's almost 13, but is still got a wild streak in him.  He does not like fireworks of any kind, so he was a bit unglued this weekend.  Poor Spence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQiqiPnVzI/AAAAAAAAA3c/UiDoqYcIvsA/s1600-h/IMG_1210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220835982171395890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQiqiPnVzI/AAAAAAAAA3c/UiDoqYcIvsA/s320/IMG_1210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another of the elder dogs is Bailey.  She is the eldest of the Husky side of the family.  He he!  She might be a mature dog, but given the right moment she'll play a great game of bitey face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQirIeT8kI/AAAAAAAAA3k/0vVvxbUngM0/s1600-h/IMG_1211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220835992433586754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQirIeT8kI/AAAAAAAAA3k/0vVvxbUngM0/s320/IMG_1211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And who could forget Stormy?  Stormy is the newest of the Huskies.  We have a love/hate relationship.  We love to play with each other, but she hates for me to play with Layla.  I guess Layla belongs to her.  In this picture, Stormy is enjoying a dog cookie Mom got for all of us when she did some shopping.  Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQirlJOiTI/AAAAAAAAA3s/hSVb-2g04HU/s1600-h/IMG_1164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220836000129780018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQirlJOiTI/AAAAAAAAA3s/hSVb-2g04HU/s320/IMG_1164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I'm at the lake, I've got to get my swim on.  I love to paddle around down by the pier and play with my water Kong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQisGoH7mI/AAAAAAAAA30/yL8qdR_AEKI/s1600-h/IMG_1160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220836009117740642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQisGoH7mI/AAAAAAAAA30/yL8qdR_AEKI/s320/IMG_1160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even paddling around can get boring for this pooch.  I think I really need to get swimming.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQhy-wO3sI/AAAAAAAAA2s/3NjvRV_xVMA/s1600-h/IMG_1166+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220835027751722690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQhy-wO3sI/AAAAAAAAA2s/3NjvRV_xVMA/s320/IMG_1166+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Faster Grandpa, faster!  I want to head out to where the water is deep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQhzAo2BoI/AAAAAAAAA20/4tG0-wA-ncw/s1600-h/IMG_1173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220835028257605250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQhzAo2BoI/AAAAAAAAA20/4tG0-wA-ncw/s320/IMG_1173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom always worries about me when I'm swimming in the deep water.  She says I get tired really easy and I look nervous since there is no where to get out of the water and rest.  To fix this, Mom ordered me a doggy life jacket.  Pretty snazzy, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQhzcf1LvI/AAAAAAAAA28/XWwiakG_8S4/s1600-h/IMG_1181+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220835035735994098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQhzcf1LvI/AAAAAAAAA28/XWwiakG_8S4/s320/IMG_1181+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom wasn't sure how I'd react to swimming with the life jacket on, but I had no problems.  As soon as I was off the boat, I took off in the water.  I chased every duck out of the cove we were anchored in.  I was swimming so far off, Mom and Dad were yelling for me to come back.  People in other boats were all laughing and yelling for me to come back too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQh0O2OvLI/AAAAAAAAA3E/2PeNnEvOGqw/s1600-h/IMG_1186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220835049251716274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQh0O2OvLI/AAAAAAAAA3E/2PeNnEvOGqw/s320/IMG_1186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Swimming with the jacket on is so easy.  I can paddle slowly and really enjoy myself out in the 20 feet deep water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQh1L3wfCI/AAAAAAAAA3M/Th__P52kjF8/s1600-h/IMG_1201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220835065632685090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQh1L3wfCI/AAAAAAAAA3M/Th__P52kjF8/s320/IMG_1201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now this is the life.  I could really get used to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQgiEtWJAI/AAAAAAAAA2E/VWtpGDLteJI/s1600-h/IMG_1202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220833637780825090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQgiEtWJAI/AAAAAAAAA2E/VWtpGDLteJI/s320/IMG_1202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Watch out ducks, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQgiXPwQrI/AAAAAAAAA2M/NZnkoCg4TrU/s1600-h/IMG_1198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220833642756981426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQgiXPwQrI/AAAAAAAAA2M/NZnkoCg4TrU/s320/IMG_1198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad even hitched a ride as I played with my water Kong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQgiz7CqHI/AAAAAAAAA2U/zCYx5YtjQrQ/s1600-h/IMG_1206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220833650454734962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQgiz7CqHI/AAAAAAAAA2U/zCYx5YtjQrQ/s320/IMG_1206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back inside, the craziness of five pooches in one house continued.  Stormy, Layla and I love to bark and chase one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQgjQ-p9mI/AAAAAAAAA2c/2zketZyHbxg/s1600-h/IMG_1208+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220833658254521954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQgjQ-p9mI/AAAAAAAAA2c/2zketZyHbxg/s320/IMG_1208+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Come back, little Layla!  I can't quite get under there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQgjrHr5vI/AAAAAAAAA2k/_b1kI5R5wyQ/s1600-h/IMG_1167+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220833665271719666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQgjrHr5vI/AAAAAAAAA2k/_b1kI5R5wyQ/s320/IMG_1167+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once the chaos becomes too much for the house, we are all banished to the backyard, where we run, roach and have a wonderful time.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope you all had a wonderful holiday weekend!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-1923539646337993298?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/1923539646337993298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=1923539646337993298' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/1923539646337993298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/1923539646337993298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/07/weekend-at-lake.html' title='Weekend at the lake'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SHQiqJ0tQmI/AAAAAAAAA3U/xE688-CGI_8/s72-c/IMG_1159+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-6817060426732631156</id><published>2008-07-02T22:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:13:11.160-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th of July'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday America!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Make your own Glitter Graphics" href="http://blingee.com/blingee/view/63039608-Kirby-s-4th-of-July-Pic" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Kirby's 4th of July Pic." height="400" alt="Kirby's 4th of July Pic." src="http://image.blingee.com/images15/content/output/000/000/000/3c1/197051474_1044898.gif" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Make your own Glitter Graphics" href="http://blingee.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Make your own Glitter Graphics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We are getting ready to head up to Michigan to spend a long weekend with the family at Paw Paw Lake (how fitting), so I just wanted to wish everyone a Happy 4th of July! Hopefully, the fireworks won't drive us all crazy and the weather will be lovely and lots of food will be shared! I hope to have lots of pictures from my weekend at the lake. Mom and Dad got me a life jacket for deep water swimming, so I can't wait to see what that thing is. At the cottage, the dogs (there are 5 of us) nearly outnumber the humans (8 of them). He he, we are taking over! Have a great holiday and I'll see you all next week! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Till next time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kirby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-6817060426732631156?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/6817060426732631156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=6817060426732631156' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/6817060426732631156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/6817060426732631156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-america_02.html' title='Happy Birthday America!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-5246627668677903837</id><published>2008-07-02T21:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:16.885-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doggy Paws'/><title type='text'>Keeley, I've got rough paws too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://keeleypup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keeley's&lt;/a&gt; Mom was worried if Keeley's rough paw pads were normal, and my Mom and I think they are.  Mine are totally rough.  I love to paw at Mom and scratch her up a bit!  He he!!  &lt;a href="http://faya-airedale.blogspot.com/"&gt;Faya &lt;/a&gt;encouraged us to show you our paws, so here is what we could get.  I do a lot of walking and running on concrete, so my pads are rough, but my vet says that is A-OK.  Mom checks for cracks and every so often she puts on this balm that helps with the salt in the winter and supposedly softens the pad.  So, &lt;a href="http://keeleypup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keeley&lt;/a&gt;, I think you have the paws of an active terrier, and that is totally normal!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGxBXM6kucI/AAAAAAAAA1s/NvoVt9BsQQQ/s1600-h/IMG_1153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218617935075260866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGxBXM6kucI/AAAAAAAAA1s/NvoVt9BsQQQ/s320/IMG_1153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGxBXszpRsI/AAAAAAAAA10/XA0Cc-st7g8/s1600-h/IMG_1150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218617943636133570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGxBXszpRsI/AAAAAAAAA10/XA0Cc-st7g8/s320/IMG_1150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGxBYExeiGI/AAAAAAAAA18/BJFfB8Kef4E/s1600-h/IMG_1152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218617950069491810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGxBYExeiGI/AAAAAAAAA18/BJFfB8Kef4E/s320/IMG_1152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&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/3733145160204628700-5246627668677903837?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/5246627668677903837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=5246627668677903837' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/5246627668677903837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/5246627668677903837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/07/keeley-ive-got-rough-paws-too.html' title='Keeley, I&apos;ve got rough paws too!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGxBXM6kucI/AAAAAAAAA1s/NvoVt9BsQQQ/s72-c/IMG_1153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-3211342124827913180</id><published>2008-06-29T20:46:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:18.780-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trouble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dog Beach'/><title type='text'>In the doghouse at dog beach</title><content type='html'>This morning, we all headed off to the lakefront for our Sunday morning jog.  I was a bit confused as we didn't run to the lake, but we drove up there.  Then, once we were finished jogging, we didn't get into the car, but we headed over to DOG BEACH!  Woo Hoo!  I was so excited.  There were lots of dogs at the beach including two other Airedales! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGg9xq222YI/AAAAAAAAA1E/kUjJpnkXbu4/s1600-h/IMG_1128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217488091835980162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGg9xq222YI/AAAAAAAAA1E/kUjJpnkXbu4/s320/IMG_1128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hit the lake as soon as I could.  Ah, how I've missed you my friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGg9x0IGL2I/AAAAAAAAA1M/aDy6ijsa8e4/s1600-h/IMG_1129+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217488094324207458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGg9x0IGL2I/AAAAAAAAA1M/aDy6ijsa8e4/s320/IMG_1129+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I played and played and ran around and swam, but I wouldn't play with my new aqua boomerang that we brought with us.  I found everyone else's toys so much better.  Even if I have the same one at home and don't play with it, I wanted it this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGg9yAFukfI/AAAAAAAAA1U/iqjXKqlyWhQ/s1600-h/IMG_1130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217488097535496690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGg9yAFukfI/AAAAAAAAA1U/iqjXKqlyWhQ/s320/IMG_1130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This ball wasn't mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGg9yTVpLiI/AAAAAAAAA1c/WhYUKLl1Jek/s1600-h/IMG_1135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217488102702525986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGg9yTVpLiI/AAAAAAAAA1c/WhYUKLl1Jek/s320/IMG_1135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This toy wasn't mine either...he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGg9J3Rex7I/AAAAAAAAA0c/ZsDORI_2N-4/s1600-h/IMG_1138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217487407974107058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGg9J3Rex7I/AAAAAAAAA0c/ZsDORI_2N-4/s320/IMG_1138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love playing with other dogs toys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGg9KSTKy2I/AAAAAAAAA0k/fLehb5JHCV4/s1600-h/IMG_1139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217487415228943202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGg9KSTKy2I/AAAAAAAAA0k/fLehb5JHCV4/s320/IMG_1139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uh oh, I got stuck in a time out due to bad behavior. I wouldn't come when called and kept stalking everyone else's toys. Dad, please let me go, my friends are all in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGg9KoqHhMI/AAAAAAAAA0s/T8ioOcsQ0pg/s1600-h/IMG_1140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217487421230777538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGg9KoqHhMI/AAAAAAAAA0s/T8ioOcsQ0pg/s320/IMG_1140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom, will you let me go? Don't you love me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGg9KwBc5OI/AAAAAAAAA00/kgQsUm1NJPE/s1600-h/IMG_1143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217487423207695586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGg9KwBc5OI/AAAAAAAAA00/kgQsUm1NJPE/s320/IMG_1143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, the evil people were convinced I wasn't going to behave, so they packed me up to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Note from Kirby's Mom: Kirby was released after his time out and he ran off and jumped all over a little boy who was so scared of him. Kirby knows better than to jump on anyone, but he was super hyper and we knew it was time to go home and relax. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGg9LImn3UI/AAAAAAAAA08/KhMP2YH_eKI/s1600-h/IMG_1144+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217487429806054722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGg9LImn3UI/AAAAAAAAA08/KhMP2YH_eKI/s320/IMG_1144+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's hoping you don't end up in the dog house when you are at the dog beach.  It really sucks!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kirby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-3211342124827913180?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/3211342124827913180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=3211342124827913180' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3211342124827913180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3211342124827913180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-doghouse-at-dog-beach.html' title='In the doghouse at dog beach'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SGg9xq222YI/AAAAAAAAA1E/kUjJpnkXbu4/s72-c/IMG_1128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-8903878605475726593</id><published>2008-06-22T19:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:20.149-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirby Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puptown'/><title type='text'>Day at the dog park</title><content type='html'>Yesterday it was just lovely here in the windy city, so mom and dad took me to the dog park to burn off some excess energy.  As soon as I get to the park I go straight to the dog fountain and drink a ton of water.  If you look closely, you can see it dripping off of my beard.  He he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SF7xpfPEXBI/AAAAAAAAA0E/817ed9RzlzM/s1600-h/IMG_1113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214871113603243026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SF7xpfPEXBI/AAAAAAAAA0E/817ed9RzlzM/s320/IMG_1113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a perfect day at the park, not too many dogs and there was room to play fetch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SF7xpqjmY3I/AAAAAAAAA0M/Wda2LbtJQFY/s1600-h/IMG_1115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214871116642149234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SF7xpqjmY3I/AAAAAAAAA0M/Wda2LbtJQFY/s320/IMG_1115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before I played fetch, I needed to get some more water.  Mom says this is a recurring thing with me at the park.  I play a bit, get some water, play some more then get more water.  Before I drink, I like to freshen up the bowl by splashing the old water out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SF7xqMD_I6I/AAAAAAAAA0U/x975C--to4Q/s1600-h/IMG_1121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214871125636359074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SF7xqMD_I6I/AAAAAAAAA0U/x975C--to4Q/s320/IMG_1121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sprinkler was on since it was so nice out.  I like to lay in the water, but hate going under the sprinkler.  I will ONLY do this if I'm super hot.  Mom thinks this is weird since I love to swim, but don't like to go by the sprinkler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SF7wa_RDaZI/AAAAAAAAAzc/2_DYDelWu9k/s1600-h/IMG_1112+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214869764991838610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SF7wa_RDaZI/AAAAAAAAAzc/2_DYDelWu9k/s320/IMG_1112+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh no!  My ball rolled by the sprinkler.  How am I ever going to get when it's over there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SF7wbcPMajI/AAAAAAAAAzk/PvM-Lh2L_kI/s1600-h/IMG_1119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214869772768668210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SF7wbcPMajI/AAAAAAAAAzk/PvM-Lh2L_kI/s320/IMG_1119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank goodness for Dads that will brave the evil sprinkler to rescue a ball!  Back in my jaws, exactly where it belongs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SF7wdMN4_mI/AAAAAAAAAzs/HgSUl-vaiyg/s1600-h/IMG_1117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214869802827972194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SF7wdMN4_mI/AAAAAAAAAzs/HgSUl-vaiyg/s320/IMG_1117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad and I like to play fetch.  Sometimes Dad will throw the ball, sometimes he kicks it.  Here, he totally faked me out with a fake kick.  I'm off and running and he hasn't moved the ball at all yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SF7wdg1B6wI/AAAAAAAAAz0/TyO-WITLPc0/s1600-h/IMG_1118+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214869808360844034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SF7wdg1B6wI/AAAAAAAAAz0/TyO-WITLPc0/s320/IMG_1118+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nothing beats a day at the dog park.  Oh, kudos to my dog park, &lt;a href="http://www.puptown.org/"&gt;Puptown&lt;/a&gt;, for winning a $2,500 grant from Purina Dog Chow.  The money is going towards putting in a puppy/small dog barrier along the existing fence.  Lots of small pups can squeeze through the fence posts and get out.  My park is just a stones throw from Lake Shore Drive, a VERY busy eight lane road, so this barrier is a wonderful thing!  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SF7wdyZgnMI/AAAAAAAAAz8/fFN2AqQCMOA/s1600-h/IMG_1116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214869813077253314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SF7wdyZgnMI/AAAAAAAAAz8/fFN2AqQCMOA/s320/IMG_1116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ' Till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&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/3733145160204628700-8903878605475726593?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/8903878605475726593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=8903878605475726593' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/8903878605475726593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/8903878605475726593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-at-dog-park.html' title='Day at the dog park'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SF7xpfPEXBI/AAAAAAAAA0E/817ed9RzlzM/s72-c/IMG_1113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-7985672523123212569</id><published>2008-06-18T20:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:20.308-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah'/><title type='text'>New 'dale blogging</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, I met a new Airedale blogger the other day!  This is &lt;a href="http://www.sweetdelilahblue.blogspot.com/"&gt;Delilah&lt;/a&gt; and her blog is Sweet Delilah Blue.  If you get a chance, please swing by her blog and welcome her to the wonderful world of dog blogging.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFm0gJOihYI/AAAAAAAAAzU/uP-HvLwQq9M/s1600-h/delilah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213396507983775106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFm0gJOihYI/AAAAAAAAAzU/uP-HvLwQq9M/s320/delilah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, another blogging Airedale.  I feel like we're taking over.  He he!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-7985672523123212569?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/7985672523123212569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=7985672523123212569' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/7985672523123212569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/7985672523123212569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-dale-blogging.html' title='New &apos;dale blogging'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFm0gJOihYI/AAAAAAAAAzU/uP-HvLwQq9M/s72-c/delilah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-6471734975263696235</id><published>2008-06-15T09:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:21.763-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Happy Fathers Day!</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to send out a big Happy Fathers Day to my main man, my Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad has watched over me from the start. He protected me when I was a wee pup and scared of the other big dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFUxfhgB4uI/AAAAAAAAAys/EQMaYs2VI40/s1600-h/IMG_0827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212126561389634274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFUxfhgB4uI/AAAAAAAAAys/EQMaYs2VI40/s320/IMG_0827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He works from home so I can go on walkies whenever I need, and sometimes he lets me work with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFUvAZyokvI/AAAAAAAAAx8/afB0U9NgpYM/s1600-h/Kirby+October+2006+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212123827720983282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFUvAZyokvI/AAAAAAAAAx8/afB0U9NgpYM/s320/Kirby+October+2006+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad always helps me hurry along Moms super long photo sessions. He says we guys need to stick together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFUvAuUnG1I/AAAAAAAAAyE/49JgnKLz_ug/s1600-h/Kirby+October+2006+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212123833232202578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFUvAuUnG1I/AAAAAAAAAyE/49JgnKLz_ug/s320/Kirby+October+2006+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad, you taught me to swim even though you don't like swimming very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFUvA4TvncI/AAAAAAAAAyM/iwcraGedxCE/s1600-h/Kirby+2007+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212123835912920514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFUvA4TvncI/AAAAAAAAAyM/iwcraGedxCE/s320/Kirby+2007+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You always have time to play with me and my toys.  I especially like when you swing me around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFUxfThct_I/AAAAAAAAAyk/jHNWB0zopQA/s1600-h/Spencer%27s+12th+Birthday+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212126557637490674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFUxfThct_I/AAAAAAAAAyk/jHNWB0zopQA/s320/Spencer%27s+12th+Birthday+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You don't even mind when I try to steal a sip or two of beer.  He he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFUxey_xe8I/AAAAAAAAAyc/0HzJJ4qUYLQ/s1600-h/Summer+2007+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212126548906310594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFUxey_xe8I/AAAAAAAAAyc/0HzJJ4qUYLQ/s320/Summer+2007+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks for all you've done for me Dad! I hope you have a wonderful day, and I'm sorry for eating the corner off of your card. It just looked so yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFUvHKw8Z7I/AAAAAAAAAyU/89Z_WIE1ZjY/s1600-h/Kirby+2007+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212123943946446770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFUvHKw8Z7I/AAAAAAAAAyU/89Z_WIE1ZjY/s320/Kirby+2007+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Fathers Day to all the Dads, Grandpas, Uncles etc... out there!! I hope you all get lots of treats and licks today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-6471734975263696235?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/6471734975263696235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=6471734975263696235' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/6471734975263696235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/6471734975263696235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Fathers Day!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFUxfhgB4uI/AAAAAAAAAys/EQMaYs2VI40/s72-c/IMG_0827.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-2441515781120577299</id><published>2008-06-11T21:33:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:23.412-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirby Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandparents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='International Package Exchange'/><title type='text'>International Goody Exchange and Grandparents</title><content type='html'>Hey Pals, I'm finally back home. Actually, I got back on Monday night, but Mom has been a bit slow at blogging. What can you expect from a human, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFCNhwVp1dI/AAAAAAAAAxM/Cc3-woFmms4/s1600-h/IMG_1100+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210820379918587346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFCNhwVp1dI/AAAAAAAAAxM/Cc3-woFmms4/s320/IMG_1100+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While I was gone at my Grandparents, my International Goody Exchange package from &lt;a href="http://www.settertails.blogspot.com/"&gt;Niamh&lt;/a&gt; arrived! Woo Hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFCNiTm8NTI/AAAAAAAAAxU/cXjaIPJbcMQ/s1600-h/IMG_1101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210820389386335538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFCNiTm8NTI/AAAAAAAAAxU/cXjaIPJbcMQ/s320/IMG_1101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just knew this package was for me and I was trying to chew the darn thing open. Why do we have these crazy paws that can't open anything?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFCNipm9HDI/AAAAAAAAAxc/3IfAd28Krxs/s1600-h/IMG_1102+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210820395291974706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFCNipm9HDI/AAAAAAAAAxc/3IfAd28Krxs/s320/IMG_1102+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To keep me from eating the whole box, Mom stepped in and cut it open. I immediately dug in!! Mom's picture taking isn't as fast as me, as by the time she took this picture, I had already taken something out of the box. He he!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFCNi8xLWrI/AAAAAAAAAxk/ACAoSD3pOBc/s1600-h/IMG_1104+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210820400435124914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFCNi8xLWrI/AAAAAAAAAxk/ACAoSD3pOBc/s320/IMG_1104+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Away I went with my super cool new tug/chew toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFCNjEYKp7I/AAAAAAAAAxs/coSfQua6ChE/s1600-h/IMG_1103+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210820402477705138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFCNjEYKp7I/AAAAAAAAAxs/coSfQua6ChE/s320/IMG_1103+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took my new toy over to my bed where I started in on the tag (which Mom promptly removed) and then tried to break open the tennis ball in the middle. Man, can I say what a strong tennis ball that is? I've been chewing for two days and have been unable to break it. Grrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFCMkE7ROJI/AAAAAAAAAwk/Up8uhhUxV3s/s1600-h/IMG_1105+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210819320293177490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFCMkE7ROJI/AAAAAAAAAwk/Up8uhhUxV3s/s320/IMG_1105+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom decided to show me what else was in the package. Foodables!! So yummy! I got a bag of natural chicken treats which are so delish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFCMkXGT-bI/AAAAAAAAAws/MuSDPP85R1c/s1600-h/IMG_1108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210819325171333554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFCMkXGT-bI/AAAAAAAAAws/MuSDPP85R1c/s320/IMG_1108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I also got a bag of lamb fillet squares. Trust me pals, these are to die for!! I actually ripped the bag open and stole a few out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFCMlLUsOII/AAAAAAAAAw8/mnLpt68FZ2E/s1600-h/IMG_1110+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210819339190286466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFCMlLUsOII/AAAAAAAAAw8/mnLpt68FZ2E/s320/IMG_1110+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom managed to snap one picture of me with all my treats and the beautiful card &lt;a href="http://www.settertails.blogspot.com/"&gt;Niamh&lt;/a&gt; included. Thank you so much Niamh, I love all of my treats and toys. You were so very generous and caring!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFCMlrNpjBI/AAAAAAAAAxE/H0AKA38cZM4/s1600-h/IMG_1107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210819347750685714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFCMlrNpjBI/AAAAAAAAAxE/H0AKA38cZM4/s320/IMG_1107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Also, a huge thank you to &lt;a href="http://thischewsydalechewsyou.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mr. T-Bone Beasley&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://boxerdogblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chef&lt;/a&gt; for organizing the International Goody Exchange. I think it was a HUGE success. You two and your families were the BEST for organizing this!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My weekend at Grandma and Grandpa's was so much fun. I played for hours with Angel and Jordan the Golden Retrievers that live next to my Grandparents. I even got Spencer, their 12 year old Airedale to play a bit. He usually wants nothing to do with me. Of course, Grandma didn't take any pictures, she doesn't realize how important these are to my blog, so all I can do is share what we did. I had tons of walkies with both Grandparents and I played a ton with my Uncle John. Whenever I got hot, I would just run on down to the lake and jump in and cool off. I also spent a ton of time in the neighbors horse barn. They let me come with during the horsies feeding time and I got to chase the barn cats around! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had one major incident during the weekend. On Saturday, a tornado came right across the street from my Grandparents house. Over the years there have been several close calls, but never have they seen an actual tornado, until Saturday. Uncle John and Grandma saw it out in the farm field and they watched as it came closer. Grandma gathered me and Spencer up and we all went into the basement. Grandpa even came down with us (Mom says in all her years he NEVER took cover during a tornado warning). Uncle John watched out the window as the tornado crossed the field and stayed along the road a couple acres up from the house. Then it split into two twisters before regrouping and heading further down the road. Grandma and Grandpa were very lucky as they had NO damage to their house or land. A few of the houses and barns down the street had some damage, but nothing major. We were all so happy that there was minimal damage and no injuries, but I never, never want to go through that again! OMD, I survived a tornado! WOAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I'd share a picture Mom took of Spencer when she picked me up. Looks like Mr. Mature 12 year old decided to be BAD. Once a digger always a digger. He he! He doesn't even try to look embarrassed for getting caught while digging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFCLdqrriTI/AAAAAAAAAwc/NX8-zFdLrSk/s1600-h/IMG_1095+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210818110657628466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFCLdqrriTI/AAAAAAAAAwc/NX8-zFdLrSk/s320/IMG_1095+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hope you are all doing well, and I'll be out to your blogs to see what you've all been up to real soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&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/3733145160204628700-2441515781120577299?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/2441515781120577299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=2441515781120577299' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/2441515781120577299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/2441515781120577299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/06/international-goody-exchange-and.html' title='International Goody Exchange and Grandparents'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SFCNhwVp1dI/AAAAAAAAAxM/Cc3-woFmms4/s72-c/IMG_1100+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-3692787010027989497</id><published>2008-06-05T19:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:23.632-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandparents'/><title type='text'>Off to Grandma's house</title><content type='html'>Hi Pals,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loaded up into the car and heading off to Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa's house for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SEiK_AH7aaI/AAAAAAAAAwU/acBJIxsT9Fo/s1600-h/IMG_0931+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208565784023624098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SEiK_AH7aaI/AAAAAAAAAwU/acBJIxsT9Fo/s320/IMG_0931+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and Dad are heading up to Minneapolis for the weekend, so I'm spending some quality time with my grandparents.  I'll just have to make do with swimming in their lake and running all over their ten acres.  Life sure is tough for this dog.  I'll see you all on Monday when I'm back and blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-3692787010027989497?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/3692787010027989497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=3692787010027989497' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3692787010027989497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3692787010027989497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/06/off-to-grandmas-house.html' title='Off to Grandma&apos;s house'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SEiK_AH7aaI/AAAAAAAAAwU/acBJIxsT9Fo/s72-c/IMG_0931+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-4587849529658637273</id><published>2008-05-31T20:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:24.722-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ice cream'/><title type='text'>ICE CREAM!</title><content type='html'>Since I started blogging, I've heard all of my pals talk about how much they LOVE ice cream, and I could never add my thoughts as Mom and Dad never let me have any...until  few days ago that is!  Mom and Dad took me for a nice long walkie and we stopped off at the local Dairy Queen for some ice cream!  And guess what,I go my own soft serve in a cup!  Wooo Hooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad thought it was best to start simply and get me some soft serve vanilla in a cup.  At first, I didn't know what to do, so Mom helped me out my giving me a few spoonfuls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SEIBzlr2WiI/AAAAAAAAAvs/bNdAW74pMxQ/s1600-h/IMG_0881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206726104994699810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SEIBzlr2WiI/AAAAAAAAAvs/bNdAW74pMxQ/s320/IMG_0881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mmmm that's good, so yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SEIB0JrL4oI/AAAAAAAAAv0/ckvQZWMhoc0/s1600-h/IMG_0887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206726114655593090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SEIB0JrL4oI/AAAAAAAAAv0/ckvQZWMhoc0/s320/IMG_0887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let me try this by myself, I think I've got it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SEIB0YGbrUI/AAAAAAAAAv8/9bAndWBHM1c/s1600-h/IMG_0886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206726118527970626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SEIB0YGbrUI/AAAAAAAAAv8/9bAndWBHM1c/s320/IMG_0886.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh yeah, ice cream is totally pawsome.  Now, I know what you've all been raving about.  Yummers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SEIB00b8JhI/AAAAAAAAAwE/2zvkg6h3e_s/s1600-h/IMG_0885+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206726126134371858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SEIB00b8JhI/AAAAAAAAAwE/2zvkg6h3e_s/s320/IMG_0885+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks Mom and Dad, I love ice cream, it's the best!  No need to wipe off my beard, I'm keeping some ice cream on it for later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SEIB1EXTNsI/AAAAAAAAAwM/cDP8ewL0nkU/s1600-h/IMG_0888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206726130409879234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SEIB1EXTNsI/AAAAAAAAAwM/cDP8ewL0nkU/s320/IMG_0888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I sure hope you all get to have some ice cream real soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-4587849529658637273?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/4587849529658637273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=4587849529658637273' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/4587849529658637273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/4587849529658637273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/05/ice-cream.html' title='ICE CREAM!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SEIBzlr2WiI/AAAAAAAAAvs/bNdAW74pMxQ/s72-c/IMG_0881.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-1843006180488481173</id><published>2008-05-27T20:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:26.041-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cottage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Layla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spencer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husky&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend &amp; my Meme</title><content type='html'>In my family, Memorial Day Weekend is always the kickoff to cottage season! This means we load up our cars and leave the Chicagoland area and head to Michigan. What I love most about cottage season is all the dogs in the family are in one place! Wooo Hooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was especially exciting as Mom's cousin got his own dog, a Mini Pincher named Layla! Check out Layla below. She's a small thing, but she is one tough cookie with all of us big dogs. Look, the football is almost bigger than her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SDy5z3v4RYI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ude8m03VU4g/s1600-h/IMG_0942+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205239570122687874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SDy5z3v4RYI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ude8m03VU4g/s320/IMG_0942+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We spend lots of time running around the deck and backyard. Since I don't have my own yard at home, I sure love to run round and round and round at the cottage. In the picture below you will see the two Huskies. Bailey is the white/caramel colored one and Stormy is the grey/white one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SDy50Xv4RZI/AAAAAAAAAvM/IJqoVL8YqtA/s1600-h/IMG_0938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205239578712622482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SDy50Xv4RZI/AAAAAAAAAvM/IJqoVL8YqtA/s320/IMG_0938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And of course, the king of the family was there. Spencer, the eldest dog, but still the sweetie he has always been. Spence is on his new medication that helps with his achy hind legs. He has been in wonderful spirits since he started taking the new meds. Go Spence!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SDy50nv4RaI/AAAAAAAAAvU/eBiBCNDH2-g/s1600-h/IMG_0940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205239583007589794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SDy50nv4RaI/AAAAAAAAAvU/eBiBCNDH2-g/s320/IMG_0940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cottage time also means swimming in Lake Paw Paw (name is fitting, isn't it). I jumped right on in and was off and paddling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SDy503v4RbI/AAAAAAAAAvc/kkiqZ8DZQsY/s1600-h/IMG_0946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205239587302557106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SDy503v4RbI/AAAAAAAAAvc/kkiqZ8DZQsY/s320/IMG_0946.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I could fetch my aqua Kong for hours, but that doesn't mean I'll give it back to Mom or Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SDy51Hv4RcI/AAAAAAAAAvk/efvm9JzG0iI/s1600-h/IMG_0951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205239591597524418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SDy51Hv4RcI/AAAAAAAAAvk/efvm9JzG0iI/s320/IMG_0951.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here, Layla is enjoying her first boat ride. I hope she loves the wind in her ears just as much as I do. While she was enjoying the wind, I was sneaking ice cubes out of the cooler. He he!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SDy4vnv4RXI/AAAAAAAAAu8/f87-DO9_swM/s1600-h/IMG_0958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205238397596616050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SDy4vnv4RXI/AAAAAAAAAu8/f87-DO9_swM/s320/IMG_0958.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hope you all had a wonderful Memorial Day weekend! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, I can not forget that my Aussie friend &lt;a href="http://leuradales.blogspot.com/"&gt;Noah&lt;/a&gt; tagged me for the About Me Meme! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are the rules: The rules of the game get posted at the beginning. Each player answers the questions about themselves. At the end of the post,the player than tags 4 or 5 people and post their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog. Let the person who tagged you know when you have posted your answer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. What was I doing 10 years ago?I wasn't even born yet.  Neither was my doggy Mom or Dad or Grandmas or Grandpas.  He he!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. What are the 5 things on my to do list for today: Wake Mom up when she doesn't get up to her alarm, go outside and great all pups of the neighborhood, nap on my couch waiting for Mom to get home from work, go to agility class and try to steal a bully stick on my way out of agility class.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Snacks I enjoy: CHEESE, salmon treats, peanut butter and anything that Mom and Dad are eating.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Things I would do if I were a billionaire: With all that money, I would find a way for every homeless animal to have a home, so no more animals have to be scared and lonely.  I'd also want Mom and Dad to be home with me all the time, so we could always have FUN!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Three of my bad habits: I jump up on people when I'm greeting them, I cry/whine for no reason ALL the time and I'm food obsessive, if you've got food with you, I'm gonna be all over you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Five places I have lived: I've only lived with my breeder and then with my Mom and Dad in Chi-town.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Five jobs I have had: Official greeter for all dogs on my street, cutest grand dog ever, alarm clock dog for Mom, jogging partner for Dad and mascot for my building.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm gonna go all Airedale on my tag, so &lt;a href="http://toaireisdivine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bogart&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://deetztheairdale.blogspot.com/"&gt;Deetz&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://northfordmaggie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maggie, Mitch &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://republicofgooberstan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stanley&lt;/a&gt; if you've already been tagged, I apologize.  I'm behind on my blog reading, so I don't know who's been tagged already.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-1843006180488481173?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/1843006180488481173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=1843006180488481173' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/1843006180488481173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/1843006180488481173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/05/memorial-day-weekend.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend &amp; my Meme'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SDy5z3v4RYI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ude8m03VU4g/s72-c/IMG_0942+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-1859611269119473372</id><published>2008-05-17T22:00:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:36.704-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirby Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doolin'/><title type='text'>Doolin's Birthday Pawty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last weekend was my pal Doolin's 1st birthday pawty. Her Mom had her party at a totally excellent doggy place called the Bark Bark Club. We got three hours of play time, treats, toys and best of all cake! Doolin's Mom, Donna, hooked up the hoomans as well. She had foodables for them and all kinds of drinks. Wooo Hooo, it was a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SC-fwmhK6tI/AAAAAAAAAuU/S3zHtaZeB_o/s1600-h/IMG_0916+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201551751958424274" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SC-fwmhK6tI/AAAAAAAAAuU/S3zHtaZeB_o/s320/IMG_0916+%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the guest of honor, our birthday girl, Doolin!  Isn't she just so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SC-fxWhK6uI/AAAAAAAAAuc/RmnUY1DUMkM/s1600-h/IMG_0903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201551764843326178" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SC-fxWhK6uI/AAAAAAAAAuc/RmnUY1DUMkM/s320/IMG_0903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here, Donna is trying to keep the pups away from the human food, while I'm busy munching on my new toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SC-fxmhK6vI/AAAAAAAAAuk/Pg_v5jIz_0M/s1600-h/IMG_0914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201551769138293490" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SC-fxmhK6vI/AAAAAAAAAuk/Pg_v5jIz_0M/s320/IMG_0914.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey Doolin, don't steal that from me.  That's my toy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SC-fyGhK6wI/AAAAAAAAAus/218FLs4NcHQ/s1600-h/IMG_0911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201551777728228098" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SC-fyGhK6wI/AAAAAAAAAus/218FLs4NcHQ/s320/IMG_0911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We'll do ANYTHING for a treat!  Notice, my bandage over my ouchie.  Mom and Dad didn't want it getting all messed up during the pawty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SC-fyWhK6xI/AAAAAAAAAu0/pCLMDwL82mM/s1600-h/IMG_0907+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201551782023195410" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SC-fyWhK6xI/AAAAAAAAAu0/pCLMDwL82mM/s320/IMG_0907+%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Party hat, I'm not waring no stinkin' party hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SC-es2hK6rI/AAAAAAAAAuE/l52bYmkOZS4/s1600-h/IMG_0927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201550588022287026" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SC-es2hK6rI/AAAAAAAAAuE/l52bYmkOZS4/s320/IMG_0927.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah, nothing beats playtime with some bitey face and roachin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SC-etWhK6sI/AAAAAAAAAuM/cU1m2It55dM/s1600-h/IMG_0919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201550596612221634" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SC-etWhK6sI/AAAAAAAAAuM/cU1m2It55dM/s320/IMG_0919.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you so much for including me in your pawty Doolin.  I had the BEST time!  Oh, my bandage kept coming off my ouchie, so Dad put a tee on me to keep my wound clean.  Don't I look funny?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best part of the pawty was the cake.  Donna decided we could all have at it in the middle of the floor, minus a few slices for the not so friendly dogs.  Check out the chaos that ensued, and what I pig I was once I got in the melee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fNDekfjItVU"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fNDekfjItVU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I sure hope we can do this again sometime soon Doolin!!!&lt;br /&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-1859611269119473372?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/1859611269119473372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=1859611269119473372' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/1859611269119473372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/1859611269119473372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/05/doolins-birthday-pawty.html' title='Doolin&apos;s Birthday Pawty!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SC-fwmhK6tI/AAAAAAAAAuU/S3zHtaZeB_o/s72-c/IMG_0916+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-6178621368533149490</id><published>2008-05-11T21:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:37.360-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Marks'/><title type='text'>Got a boo boo</title><content type='html'>On Thursday night, Mom was playing with me when she felt a lump on my back.  She checks me pretty often for lumps &amp;amp; bumps, so she new this was new.  Her and Dad agreed to see if the bump would decrease in size overnight.  In the morning, Dad noticed that my bump was now bleeding and had puss leaking out.  Eeeewwww.  Dad cleaned my yucky spot up, but it just kept getting yucky, so off to the vet I went.  Yes, another visit with Dr. Marks (not that I minded!)  Dr. Marks agreed that my bump needed to be cleaned up and really looked at. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SCeoamhK6pI/AAAAAAAAAt0/NL1Y5uiraLA/s1600-h/IMG_0898+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199309469792266898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SCeoamhK6pI/AAAAAAAAAt0/NL1Y5uiraLA/s320/IMG_0898+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After they shaved me down (a square smack in the middle of my back) and drained out the yucky stuff they found a puncture wound!  It seems when I was playing with my pal Lucky, his tooth punctured my skin.  Dad was shocked as I never made a sound, so now I'm his 'tough' guy.  Luckily, no stitches were needed, but now I've got a bald square on my back with a big old scab smack in the middle.  I've gotten plenty of weird looks when I've been out on my walks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SCeoa2hK6qI/AAAAAAAAAt8/llWGqrShBRc/s1600-h/IMG_0901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199309474087234210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SCeoa2hK6qI/AAAAAAAAAt8/llWGqrShBRc/s320/IMG_0901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't worry about me, I'm totally fine and acting crazy, as usual!  I just can't wait till my hair grows back, so I can look normal again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-6178621368533149490?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/6178621368533149490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=6178621368533149490' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/6178621368533149490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/6178621368533149490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/05/got-boo-boo.html' title='Got a boo boo'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SCeoamhK6pI/AAAAAAAAAt0/NL1Y5uiraLA/s72-c/IMG_0898+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-9165266120330972945</id><published>2008-05-08T20:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:39.202-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuffies'/><title type='text'>National Stuffie Appreciation Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thischewsydalechewsyou.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mr. T-Bone Beasley&lt;/a&gt; has proclaimed today as National Stuffie Appreciation Day!  I love all of my stuffies so much, well, at least the ones I haven't killed yet.  He he!  So, I've decided to share some of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my very first stuffies.  Mom and Dad drove super far to come get me and made sure I had plenty of toys to enjoy during the car ride home.  Too bad I was too tired to play. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SCOsfZrAEoI/AAAAAAAAAsc/VqtIDxQUqyM/s1600-h/IMG_0802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198188050382852738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SCOsfZrAEoI/AAAAAAAAAsc/VqtIDxQUqyM/s320/IMG_0802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my grunty moose.  I got him for my first Christmas.  He is on of my oldest stuffies that is still in chewable condition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SCOsf5rAEpI/AAAAAAAAAsk/PWDS4bE23jA/s1600-h/IMG_1007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198188058972787346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SCOsf5rAEpI/AAAAAAAAAsk/PWDS4bE23jA/s320/IMG_1007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I absolutely LOVE my squeaky frisbee.  I've gone through several over the last year.  I keep eating them and Mom keeps replacing them.  When will she learn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SCOsgJrAEqI/AAAAAAAAAss/67VQx0abWU8/s1600-h/Agility+Dog+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198188063267754658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SCOsgJrAEqI/AAAAAAAAAss/67VQx0abWU8/s320/Agility+Dog+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's a nice shot of me and a few stuffies with my bin 'o' stuffies behind me.  If you look closely, you can see my big stuffed dog and big stuffed hippo next to the toy bin.  I LOVE my hippo.  I think it may be my most favorite stuffie of all.  He's a great stuffie to chew on and toss around, and he fills in when I'm a bit (ahem) frisky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SCOsgZrAErI/AAAAAAAAAs0/slJi9QR81es/s1600-h/Agility+Dog+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198188067562721970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SCOsgZrAErI/AAAAAAAAAs0/slJi9QR81es/s320/Agility+Dog+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you look at my rear, you can see a stuffed Reese's cup.  This stuffie is very special to me as Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa's Airedale, Savannah, gave it to me just days before she crossed the rainbow bridge.  Thanks Savannah, I still treat it with respect and promise not to rip it open.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SCOsg5rAEsI/AAAAAAAAAs8/BAqyrKb1HsM/s1600-h/Winter+2008+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198188076152656578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SCOsg5rAEsI/AAAAAAAAAs8/BAqyrKb1HsM/s320/Winter+2008+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's one of my newer stuffies.  It's the bear my Mom and Dad brought me back from the Cubs game, when they left me all alone!  The bear has lost her tail, but otherwise remains intact.  He he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SCOtqprAEvI/AAAAAAAAAtU/4m64UP_4T2o/s1600-h/IMG_0863+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198189343168008946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SCOtqprAEvI/AAAAAAAAAtU/4m64UP_4T2o/s320/IMG_0863+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To celebrate spring FINALLY arriving, Mom got me a flower stuffie.  To make it a manly flower, she got a blue one.  This stuffie has a great squeaker that I love to chew on and squeak over and over and over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SCOtSJrAEuI/AAAAAAAAAtM/V4U33jszWtA/s1600-h/IMG_0785+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198188922261213922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SCOtSJrAEuI/AAAAAAAAAtM/V4U33jszWtA/s320/IMG_0785+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hope you enjoyed a quick look at my stuffies.  I hope you all take a minute today to truly appreciate your stuffies and all the joy they provide us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-9165266120330972945?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/9165266120330972945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=9165266120330972945' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/9165266120330972945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/9165266120330972945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/05/national-stuffie-appreciation-day.html' title='National Stuffie Appreciation Day'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SCOsfZrAEoI/AAAAAAAAAsc/VqtIDxQUqyM/s72-c/IMG_0802.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-2724303594428551991</id><published>2008-05-05T20:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:42.243-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Marks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bark in the Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Agility'/><title type='text'>Bark InThe Park 2008!</title><content type='html'>Saturday was the 14th annual Bark in the Park charity walk benefiting the Anti-Cruelty Society here in Chicago.  Mom and Dad leashed me up early, and off we went.  The 3.2 mile walk is held along the Chicago lakefront at Montrose harbor.  The Anti-Cruelty Society is a great organization that WE love to support.  Last year they found homes for over 5,700 animals and spay/neutered over 13,000 animals!  Woo Hoo!  I love nothing more than helping homeless animals find loving homes like mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SB-9WE7IipI/AAAAAAAAAsE/hd3CtRVeSsI/s1600-h/IMG_0870+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197080681985378962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SB-9WE7IipI/AAAAAAAAAsE/hd3CtRVeSsI/s320/IMG_0870+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were near the very front of the pack of walkers.  Over 3,000 walkers were expected, so we got up front early.  We were hoping to get on TV, but they scanned right around us.  DARN, maybe next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SB-9WU7IiqI/AAAAAAAAAsM/mjicwatz6dQ/s1600-h/IMG_0868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197080686280346274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SB-9WU7IiqI/AAAAAAAAAsM/mjicwatz6dQ/s320/IMG_0868.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at all those people and their pooches!  People who have kitties were encouraged to make buttons that had their kitties pictures and their names.  They were so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SB-9W07IirI/AAAAAAAAAsU/Il3bK2TRoiE/s1600-h/IMG_0871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197080694870280882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SB-9W07IirI/AAAAAAAAAsU/Il3bK2TRoiE/s320/IMG_0871.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As we were walking along, I met this guy.  At first I thought he was a pony, but nope, he swears he's a dog just like me.  Just like me?  Not quite buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SB-8Y07IikI/AAAAAAAAArc/ivvSlJ8Qvtk/s1600-h/IMG_0874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197079629718391362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SB-8Y07IikI/AAAAAAAAArc/ivvSlJ8Qvtk/s320/IMG_0874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a good pace going, but Mom kept stopping to take pictures.  Come on woman, hurry up.  There are all kinds of treats at the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SB-8ZU7IilI/AAAAAAAAArk/dyvLcof4fIc/s1600-h/IMG_0876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197079638308325970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SB-8ZU7IilI/AAAAAAAAArk/dyvLcof4fIc/s320/IMG_0876.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once I finished the walk, I headed over to the agility area.  My agility instructor, Stacey Hawk was running the agility course.  I was kind of bummed that I had to stay on leash, but there were all kinds of dogs on the course, so for safety's sake we were all on lead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SB-8Z07IimI/AAAAAAAAArs/tLtupD36ADU/s1600-h/IMG_0877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197079646898260578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SB-8Z07IimI/AAAAAAAAArs/tLtupD36ADU/s320/IMG_0877.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahhh, where is my teacher with the cheese?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SB-8ak7IinI/AAAAAAAAAr0/dvSDsb-P9Q4/s1600-h/IMG_0878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197079659783162482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SB-8ak7IinI/AAAAAAAAAr0/dvSDsb-P9Q4/s320/IMG_0878.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guess who was at the event?  My most favorite dogtor ever, Dr. Marks.  She had to leave her pug Clyde at home since she was working the event, so I was a bit sad.  I met Clyde at the Paws walk last fall and we became buds.  Dr. Marks said that I was looking good and that the dog diet must be working as I was looking slimmer.  We'll see what the scale shows.  Thanks for the kisses Dr. Marks, you know I love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SB-8bE7IioI/AAAAAAAAAr8/jRjUwLgvCzc/s1600-h/IMG_0880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197079668373097090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SB-8bE7IioI/AAAAAAAAAr8/jRjUwLgvCzc/s320/IMG_0880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the walk, we checked out all the booths with yummy treats, toys and all kinds of great dog organizations.  I put on the charm at each booth to scam some treats.  We got my paw prints taken, but skipped the dog massage this year.  I had one last year, but was so excited, that I spent the whole time wiggling, so Mom said not this year buddy.  We hit the food tent and I enjoyed some apple while Mom and Dad ate donuts and bagels, so not fair!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, while I was checking out all the booths, I found the Fresh Pet booth, where they were giving out samples of their Deli Fresh roll.  Mom commented how she remembers seeing Deli Fresh on &lt;a href="http://toaireisdivine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bogarts'&lt;/a&gt; blog, and so she told the marketing girl, and you know what?  They gave my Mom a free roll to take home for me!  Woo Hoo, I'm gonna drop Bogarts name everywhere if it gets me full size freebies!  Bogart, you are the best!  Thanks for helping me to score free treats!  As we were ready to head home, it began to rain, so I was quite happy that I did everything I wanted and I was going to stay dry!  What a great day and a great way to help less fortunate animals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&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/3733145160204628700-2724303594428551991?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/2724303594428551991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=2724303594428551991' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/2724303594428551991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/2724303594428551991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/05/bark-inthe-park-2008.html' title='Bark InThe Park 2008!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SB-9WE7IipI/AAAAAAAAAsE/hd3CtRVeSsI/s72-c/IMG_0870+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-3302007180151145583</id><published>2008-05-02T20:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:43.670-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cubs'/><title type='text'>Left home alone</title><content type='html'>So, earlier this week, Mom came home from work early, I got fed early and taken on a nice long walk, and then they left me.  That's right, they up and left me and went to the Cubs game!  How could they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBvCg07IiiI/AAAAAAAAArM/V8rK0ZnRqQ4/s1600-h/IMG_0830+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195960464320268834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBvCg07IiiI/AAAAAAAAArM/V8rK0ZnRqQ4/s320/IMG_0830+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I decided I'd let Mom and Dad share some of their pictures from the game.  I guess I'm just that sweet of a dog.  He he!  Mom and Dad had bleacher seats, so they had a good view of the entire game.  This is Mom's pic of her favorite cubby, Ryan Theriot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBvChE7IijI/AAAAAAAAArU/aU_7h7BmpTE/s1600-h/IMG_0839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195960468615236146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBvChE7IijI/AAAAAAAAArU/aU_7h7BmpTE/s320/IMG_0839.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The famous Wrigley Field scoreboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBvCAk7IidI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Rf78bNxZX6Y/s1600-h/IMG_0843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195959910269487570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBvCAk7IidI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Rf78bNxZX6Y/s320/IMG_0843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Cubs bats were hot that night, they won 19-5!  With all that hitting, Mom and Dad didn't get home till real late, and by then, I really had to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBvCBE7IieI/AAAAAAAAAqs/RItBHHpu5oE/s1600-h/IMG_0853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195959918859422178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBvCBE7IieI/AAAAAAAAAqs/RItBHHpu5oE/s320/IMG_0853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom felt bad about leaving me for so long, so she got me a little something at the game.  Check it out, it's a GIRL cubby bear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBvCBU7IifI/AAAAAAAAAq0/MbyfglYX768/s1600-h/IMG_0860+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195959923154389490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBvCBU7IifI/AAAAAAAAAq0/MbyfglYX768/s320/IMG_0860+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't care if it's a girl or a boy, it's good chewing no matter what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBvCBk7IigI/AAAAAAAAAq8/YeVqRfk26dk/s1600-h/IMG_0862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195959927449356802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBvCBk7IigI/AAAAAAAAAq8/YeVqRfk26dk/s320/IMG_0862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Woo Hoo, thanks Mom and Dad!  Next time, take me with you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBvCB07IihI/AAAAAAAAArE/feyfKEf4R78/s1600-h/IMG_0863+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195959931744324114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBvCB07IihI/AAAAAAAAArE/feyfKEf4R78/s320/IMG_0863+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&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/3733145160204628700-3302007180151145583?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/3302007180151145583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=3302007180151145583' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3302007180151145583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3302007180151145583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/05/left-home-alone.html' title='Left home alone'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBvCg07IiiI/AAAAAAAAArM/V8rK0ZnRqQ4/s72-c/IMG_0830+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-3940091770358151839</id><published>2008-04-27T21:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:45.474-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gaia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs with Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deetz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puptown'/><title type='text'>Meet Gaia and fun at the park!</title><content type='html'>Hi Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a new blogger stop by my site and wanted to introduce you all to &lt;a href="http://gaia-philosophy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gaia&lt;/a&gt;!  Gaia just started her blogging career, so please stop by her site and welcome her to the blogging world.  I've passed on the DWB link, so she can join the greatest group of Dogs ever!  Welcome Gaia, isn't she just a cutie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBUynE7IibI/AAAAAAAAAqU/oJLXDCZtE4o/s1600-h/Gaia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194113392159787442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBUynE7IibI/AAAAAAAAAqU/oJLXDCZtE4o/s320/Gaia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On to other news, after last weeks heatwave here in the windy city, the temperature finally cooled down and I was able to be comfortable again.  Of course, Mom had me shaved down, so I'm all nekkid now.  He he!!  Since it was so nice out, Mom and Dad took me to my local dog park, Puptown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBUynk7IicI/AAAAAAAAAqc/B8BDPd1m1qk/s1600-h/IMG_0816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194113400749722050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBUynk7IicI/AAAAAAAAAqc/B8BDPd1m1qk/s320/IMG_0816.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I brought along my own ball, as I have issues with tennis balls that aren't mine.  Sometimes I'll play with them, sometimes I won't.  To be sure I'll play, Mom brings one of my own.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBUyTk7IiWI/AAAAAAAAAps/pW5kd73afy0/s1600-h/IMG_0818+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194113057152338274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBUyTk7IiWI/AAAAAAAAAps/pW5kd73afy0/s320/IMG_0818+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad and I love to play fetch, it's just too bad I don't like to give the ball back after I've fetched. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBUyUE7IiXI/AAAAAAAAAp0/Y7Kpw9gXqss/s1600-h/IMG_0820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194113065742272882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBUyUE7IiXI/AAAAAAAAAp0/Y7Kpw9gXqss/s320/IMG_0820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Super exciting news, I kept hearing my name over and over and would come running back to Mom and Dad, who looked surprised to see me.  You wanna know why, cuz there was ANOTHER Kirby at the park!  This handsome fella is also Kirby.  How cool is that?  We had a great time chasing one another and just being silly Kirby's.  If you noticed his packs, so did my very nosy Mom.  Kirby is just skinny enough to sneak through one gap in the fence bars that is a bit bigger than all the rest.  So, after chasing Kirby around Lake Shore Drive (VERY DANGEROUS), Kirby's parents now put the packs on with some light towels in the pockets to make him wide enough not to escape.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBUyUk7IiYI/AAAAAAAAAp8/eXPNdyBcc2E/s1600-h/IMG_0822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194113074332207490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBUyUk7IiYI/AAAAAAAAAp8/eXPNdyBcc2E/s320/IMG_0822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Brady.  We had a great time jumping and playing bitey face.  When Brady come over to sniff, I had to look twice as I thought he was my neighbor pal, Doolin.  All in all, it was a great day at the park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBUyU07IiZI/AAAAAAAAAqE/TmzvMX9YY7s/s1600-h/IMG_0826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194113078627174802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBUyU07IiZI/AAAAAAAAAqE/TmzvMX9YY7s/s320/IMG_0826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After searching through all my pictures, Mom couldn't find any real scary eyes shots for &lt;a href="http://deetztheairdale.blogspot.com/"&gt;Deetz's&lt;/a&gt; Scary Eyes Contest.  So, we dug up this shot of my first and last at home bath.  Needless to say, I am cursing Mom and Dad for their crazy idea of bathing me at home.  Now, I have professionals do t, or at least get to go to a bath place that has the proper equipment.  Deetz, I hope this is good enough.  Guess a sweetie like me doesn't get scary too often.  He he!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBUyVE7IiaI/AAAAAAAAAqM/U0URX1wxboc/s1600-h/IMG_0869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194113082922142114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBUyVE7IiaI/AAAAAAAAAqM/U0URX1wxboc/s320/IMG_0869.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope everyone got a chance to take part in the Dogs With Blogs 2nd Anniversary Chat Pawty.  Mom and I checked it out.  We didn't say much, but loved just listening (or reading) what everyone had to say.  We are so happy and grateful that there is &lt;a href="http://www.dogswithblogs.com.au/"&gt;Dogs With Blogs&lt;/a&gt;.  It is a great home for all of us blogging dogs, cats, hammies etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-3940091770358151839?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/3940091770358151839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=3940091770358151839' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3940091770358151839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3940091770358151839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/04/meet-gaia-and-fun-at-park.html' title='Meet Gaia and fun at the park!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SBUynE7IibI/AAAAAAAAAqU/oJLXDCZtE4o/s72-c/Gaia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-7954940316842422253</id><published>2008-04-21T20:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:46.164-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sorry'/><title type='text'>Look who's back and blogging!</title><content type='html'>Hi Friends!  I'm sorry I've been away for so long.  Trust me, it wasn't intentional.  The day Mom took me to the vet (see last post), I wouldn't get into the car, so Mom had to throw my 64 pound body into the back of our SUV, in the process, she strained her back...BAD.  Man, Mom was in major, major pain.  Her hopes of it feeling better the next day were wrecked and she cried her way through the weekend.  Things didn't start getting better 'till mid-week when her doctor gave her vickey-din and muscle relaxers.  It took nearly a week for her to start feeling normal.  So, I've spent LOTS of time hanging out with Dad lately.  We've done all kinds of guy things, like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         cruising around looking for some cute ladies for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SA1B0k7IiTI/AAAAAAAAApU/_1isDGzCydU/s1600-h/IMG_0815+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191878316948752690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SA1B0k7IiTI/AAAAAAAAApU/_1isDGzCydU/s320/IMG_0815+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; adding some new tricks to my repertoire, still haven't mastered the treat on nose trick, I'm just too anxious to stay still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SA1B007IiUI/AAAAAAAAApc/ER0l1PXScVk/s1600-h/IMG_0811+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191878321243720002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SA1B007IiUI/AAAAAAAAApc/ER0l1PXScVk/s320/IMG_0811+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and nothing beats being rewarded with an oh-so-yummy carrot cupcake for doing good work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SA1B1U7IiVI/AAAAAAAAApk/UvFfzMjhPSY/s1600-h/IMG_0812+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191878329833654610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SA1B1U7IiVI/AAAAAAAAApk/UvFfzMjhPSY/s320/IMG_0812+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope you all have been well, I'll try to make my rounds this week.  Mom swears that she won't hurt her back again and make me miss out on so much blogging.  Although she said she'd take the meds again.  He he!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-7954940316842422253?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/7954940316842422253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=7954940316842422253' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/7954940316842422253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/7954940316842422253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/04/look-whos-back-and-blogging.html' title='Look who&apos;s back and blogging!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/SA1B0k7IiTI/AAAAAAAAApU/_1isDGzCydU/s72-c/IMG_0815+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-7723589430280223557</id><published>2008-04-06T19:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:47.331-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Marks'/><title type='text'>Going to the vet</title><content type='html'>What's that you say Mom, we're off to the vet?  I must say that I'm usually much more excited about going to the vet, but I had just wanted Oprah's puppy mill episode, so I was a bit bummed out.  All those poor dogs.  Sigh.  I was excited about one part of the show, the vet's office where the doggie was neutered is where I go!  I've never worked with Dr. Rubin, but I hear he is top notch.  Well, let's load in Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R_lv0PitWHI/AAAAAAAAAos/U6_oie5hZYk/s1600-h/IMG_0798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186299389209827442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R_lv0PitWHI/AAAAAAAAAos/U6_oie5hZYk/s320/IMG_0798.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah yes, the wait.  I try to remain calm and well behaved waiting for my most favorite vet ever!  Mom remembered to bring her treats this time, so if I was well behaved I would get a few treats! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R_lv0vitWII/AAAAAAAAAo0/VNOMsbQA33A/s1600-h/IMG_0799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186299397799762050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R_lv0vitWII/AAAAAAAAAo0/VNOMsbQA33A/s320/IMG_0799.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anything exciting over there?  I noticed the charts were tucked far back.  They must have known I'd be in today.  A few visits back, I ate a few pages of my chart.  Ooops, I've got a thing for paper, what can I say?  Oooh, I see some treats in the jar back there too.  Yummers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R_lv0_itWJI/AAAAAAAAAo8/Qrv_lECTjqM/s1600-h/IMG_0802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186299402094729362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R_lv0_itWJI/AAAAAAAAAo8/Qrv_lECTjqM/s320/IMG_0802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fine Mom, I'll sit and be a NICE dog for you, OK?  Is this good enough?  I'm about to burst with excitement, where is my doctor? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R_lv1fitWKI/AAAAAAAAApE/e6bJ9EPksWA/s1600-h/IMG_0804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186299410684663970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R_lv1fitWKI/AAAAAAAAApE/e6bJ9EPksWA/s320/IMG_0804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AT LAST!  There she is, my most favorite person outside of my family.  This is Dr. Marks, I know I've featured her before, but I feel she needs more blog space.  I never mind going to the vet as long as I get to see Dr. Marks.  No shot or treatment can make me angry with her.  Mom and I had a great visit with her.  We discussed what I've been up to and the possibility of me getting a sister dog (Mom &amp;amp; Dad have been inspired by &lt;a href="http://keeleypup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keeley&lt;/a&gt; getting a sister pup).  Nothing is decided, but at least they're discussing it.  So, all in all it was a great visit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R_lv1vitWLI/AAAAAAAAApM/OWhUcyTO1ak/s1600-h/IMG_0805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186299414979631282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R_lv1vitWLI/AAAAAAAAApM/OWhUcyTO1ak/s320/IMG_0805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you, Dr. Marks, for providing me with THE BEST care!  I just LOVE you!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-7723589430280223557?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/7723589430280223557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=7723589430280223557' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/7723589430280223557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/7723589430280223557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/04/going-to-vet.html' title='Going to the vet'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R_lv0PitWHI/AAAAAAAAAos/U6_oie5hZYk/s72-c/IMG_0798.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-690214314232095329</id><published>2008-03-30T20:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:48.040-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lilly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Agility'/><title type='text'>Just another agility class</title><content type='html'>So, Mom's been meaning to get some pictures of my friends from agility class, but she keeps forgetting the camera.  This week though, she remembered!  Here I am patiently waiting for my turn on the course.  This is the hardest thing about agility, waiting for your turn.  So boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R_BFZvitWDI/AAAAAAAAAoM/tQ4freorUnU/s1600-h/IMG_0746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183719479664531506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R_BFZvitWDI/AAAAAAAAAoM/tQ4freorUnU/s320/IMG_0746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Lilly, she is my bestest pal in class.  We've been in every session together since last June.  She is a Vizsla and is quick as can be and jumps super high!  Lilly and I love to play with each other during class, even though we're not supposed to.  He he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R_BFaPitWEI/AAAAAAAAAoU/L6-zRLsXBjs/s1600-h/IMG_0740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183719488254466114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R_BFaPitWEI/AAAAAAAAAoU/L6-zRLsXBjs/s320/IMG_0740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom tried to get better shots of Lilly and of both of us together, but we can't sit still for too long, so these are the best she could get.  Lilly and I love to play bitey face whenever we're waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R_BFavitWFI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Izz5ooW6mr0/s1600-h/IMG_0742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183719496844400722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R_BFavitWFI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Izz5ooW6mr0/s320/IMG_0742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the best Mom could do to get a shot of us both, even the promise of a salmon treat couldn't slow us down for more than a second or two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R_BFbPitWGI/AAAAAAAAAok/gyI3yaoxtiE/s1600-h/IMG_0741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183719505434335330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R_BFbPitWGI/AAAAAAAAAok/gyI3yaoxtiE/s320/IMG_0741.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, I've got to tell you what happened at last weeks class.  For the past eight months there have been the same core group of dogs in my classes with a new dog here and there.  With the newest session, there are two new dogs that are a bit aggressive.  They both bark at me when we are waiting for class to start.  So, I got fed up this week and when I was brought out to the starting line, I broke away and went after the other dogs!  I was barking and growling and showing my teeth.  Mom and Dad couldn't believe it.  My teacher grabbed me by my scruff and pulled me away from the trouble I started.  Mom apologized for my aggressiveness, but my assistant teacher said, I wasn't being aggressive, I was being reactive to the two dogs being aggressive with me.  Mom, still felt a bit guilty about me getting all crazy, but she did agree with the reactive thing.  Can't wait to see what happens this week!  Grrrrr!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-690214314232095329?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/690214314232095329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=690214314232095329' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/690214314232095329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/690214314232095329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-another-agility-class.html' title='Just another agility class'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R_BFZvitWDI/AAAAAAAAAoM/tQ4freorUnU/s72-c/IMG_0746.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-6656190495921675501</id><published>2008-03-22T21:41:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:50.086-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirby Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tricks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>Hunting for the perfect egg</title><content type='html'>Today was the Doggie Egg Hunt hosted by the Chicago Park District.  I had E-Coli last year, so I wasn't able to go, so I was psyched to be going this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-XGPPitV-I/AAAAAAAAAnk/HkUu2WuuJ2k/s1600-h/IMG_0772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180764911532070882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-XGPPitV-I/AAAAAAAAAnk/HkUu2WuuJ2k/s320/IMG_0772.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got to the park a bit late, so most of the eggs had already been found (not to hard to hide them, when we got 8 inches of snow yesterday).  I nosed around looking for the one egg that hadn't been found and eaten already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-XGPvitV_I/AAAAAAAAAns/TVNfJCvTM-Q/s1600-h/IMG_0755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180764920122005490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-XGPvitV_I/AAAAAAAAAns/TVNfJCvTM-Q/s320/IMG_0755.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yoo hoo, any treats in there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-XGQPitWAI/AAAAAAAAAn0/4soIevqf-4I/s1600-h/IMG_0762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180764928711940098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-XGQPitWAI/AAAAAAAAAn0/4soIevqf-4I/s320/IMG_0762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah hah!  Victory, a hidden egg, mmm give me that dog bone!  Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-XGQfitWBI/AAAAAAAAAn8/yo4M7aahTo4/s1600-h/IMG_0765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180764933006907410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-XGQfitWBI/AAAAAAAAAn8/yo4M7aahTo4/s320/IMG_0765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While searching for eggs, I also found time to make a few new friends.  Check out this handsome German Shepard pup.  He was up for my favorite game, bitey face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-XGQ_itWCI/AAAAAAAAAoE/13BEbs4h-FY/s1600-h/IMG_0767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180764941596842018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-XGQ_itWCI/AAAAAAAAAoE/13BEbs4h-FY/s320/IMG_0767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After I managed to uncover three eggs, and Mom and Dad were pretty sure I found all that was left, we headed inside to check out the Easter bonnet parade.  After the parade they announced it was time for the trick contest, but no pups would go up and do a trick.  After one brave volunteer went up and was too scared to perform, Dad brought me up and we did high-five and roll over.  Nothing spectacular, just my usual tricks.  Sorry, we don't have any pictures or video of my tricks, as Mom was too slow with the camera.  About ten or so dogs went after me, seems like we broke the ice.  Then they announced that the English Terrier won the trick contest.  Mom, Dad and I all looked around for the English Terrier, when the lady said the terrier in the blue bandanna.  Hey wait, that's me!  Outta my way people, this pup has to claim his prize!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-XFIPitV5I/AAAAAAAAAm8/lmvruEMWLdE/s1600-h/IMG_0771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180763691761358738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-XFIPitV5I/AAAAAAAAAm8/lmvruEMWLdE/s320/IMG_0771.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Dad and I getting our prize, a dog appropriate Easter basket! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-XFIvitV6I/AAAAAAAAAnE/RuE_CM0PczM/s1600-h/IMG_0774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180763700351293346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-XFIvitV6I/AAAAAAAAAnE/RuE_CM0PczM/s320/IMG_0774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am posing with my prize.  Mom and Dad were so proud, they never thought we would win in a million years, but here I am, Kirby, champion of the tricks (at the Chicago Doggie Egg Hunt at least)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-XFI_itV7I/AAAAAAAAAnM/18ZYjyoHiTA/s1600-h/IMG_0777+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180763704646260658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-XFI_itV7I/AAAAAAAAAnM/18ZYjyoHiTA/s320/IMG_0777+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's a close up of my prize.  I got all kinds of goodies.  Treats, bones, candy for the hoomans, a ball and a gift certificate to The Barking Lot, where I take my classes and Mom gets my food, so she says she gets the gift certificate.  I'm not gonna fight her on that one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-XFJPitV8I/AAAAAAAAAnU/GwkKBr4SNoA/s1600-h/IMG_0775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180763708941227970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-XFJPitV8I/AAAAAAAAAnU/GwkKBr4SNoA/s320/IMG_0775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Easter to every bunny!!  I'm gonna go snag some of my treats now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-XFJfitV9I/AAAAAAAAAnc/2cAtgrAC6_c/s1600-h/IMG_0778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180763713236195282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-XFJfitV9I/AAAAAAAAAnc/2cAtgrAC6_c/s320/IMG_0778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'Till next time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&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/3733145160204628700-6656190495921675501?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/6656190495921675501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=6656190495921675501' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/6656190495921675501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/6656190495921675501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/03/hunting-for-perfect-egg.html' title='Hunting for the perfect egg'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-XGPPitV-I/AAAAAAAAAnk/HkUu2WuuJ2k/s72-c/IMG_0772.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-2925296630788278489</id><published>2008-03-20T22:12:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:51.186-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keeley'/><title type='text'>Woo Hoo, Package From Keeley</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, in the mail there was a package for me! I was so excited, I took it and tried to open it myself. Mom started to say something about me being impatient, but I was too busy trying to open MY BOX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-Mol_itV0I/AAAAAAAAAmU/3w30ctFX5nY/s1600-h/IMG_0749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180028629583484738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-Mol_itV0I/AAAAAAAAAmU/3w30ctFX5nY/s320/IMG_0749.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The package was from my pup pal to the north, &lt;a href="http://keeleypup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keeley&lt;/a&gt;. I couldn't go to Keeley's pawsome party because Mom was sick. (She's much better now, thank you everyone for your good thoughts). Keeley shipped me some treats that I was supposed to pickup in the fur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-Mom_itV2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/qc1sktROPxc/s1600-h/IMG_0752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180028646763353954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-Mom_itV2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/qc1sktROPxc/s320/IMG_0752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WOW, these treats are delicious!  I've seen a lot of other dogs praising the yumminess of the treats, and they are so right!  YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-MonvitV3I/AAAAAAAAAms/rurG8Dj01qw/s1600-h/IMG_0754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180028659648255858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-MonvitV3I/AAAAAAAAAms/rurG8Dj01qw/s320/IMG_0754.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom kept making me 'work' for my treat, but I just kept my eyes locked on the treat, there was no way I was gonna lose sight of that deliciousness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-MoovitV4I/AAAAAAAAAm0/pO4xpJdv-zY/s1600-h/IMG_0753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180028676828125058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-MoovitV4I/AAAAAAAAAm0/pO4xpJdv-zY/s320/IMG_0753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom is making me take my time with the treats so I can't eat them all at once.  So, I've been scouring the floor looking for ANY remaining scraps.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you Keeley for sharing your delicious treats.  I'm so sorry I missed your party, but I'm sure happy I got some treats!!  Yum Yum!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-2925296630788278489?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/2925296630788278489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=2925296630788278489' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/2925296630788278489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/2925296630788278489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/03/woo-hoo-package-from-keeley.html' title='Woo Hoo, Package From Keeley'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R-Mol_itV0I/AAAAAAAAAmU/3w30ctFX5nY/s72-c/IMG_0749.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-917865827523840020</id><published>2008-03-15T21:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T21:34:00.218-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keeley'/><title type='text'>I'm so bummed</title><content type='html'>I'm totally bummed today, as I was supposed to go up to Milwaukee to partake in &lt;a href="http://keeleypup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keeley's&lt;/a&gt; birthday party, but Mom got sick.  Not just a little bit sick, but really sick.  She's been running a fever and hacking like crazy and looks just miserable.  The one good thing is that she has been sleeping nearly all day, so I've been curled up in bed with her.  I guess if I can't hobnob with Keeley pup and his friends, it's OK to snooze with Mom.  I feel really bad that I couldn't hand (or paw) deliver my gift for Keeley in person, as I worked really hard on picking the stuff out.  Mom has promised to mail it when she goes to work this week.  She better!  Happy Birthday to you Keeley, my pal.  Looks like your party was pawsome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-917865827523840020?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/917865827523840020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=917865827523840020' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/917865827523840020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/917865827523840020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-so-bummed.html' title='I&apos;m so bummed'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-6404154803249359436</id><published>2008-03-13T21:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:52.250-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Butchy and Snickers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keeley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Tags and Road Trips</title><content type='html'>I've been given the Whippet Challenge by &lt;a href="http://butchyandsnickers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Butchy and Snickers&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://patience-please.blogspot.com/"&gt;Patience and her Whippets &lt;/a&gt;have challenged all of us!&lt;br /&gt;Here is her challenge:&lt;br /&gt;I'm challenging bloggers to make something, anything, and post about it. Let's see what you creative people come up with! Here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Make something, anything. It doesn't have to be complicated or artsy. Make a list, take an interesting picture, make some one's day, make dinner, make a doodle, make fun of yourself, make a poem, make your bed (OK, that last one is lame).2. Write a blog about it. With pictures for extra brownie points.3. Link to this blog and challenge six other bloggers to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Mom admits she is not very creative and doesn't make too many things, so we decided to make some chicken noodle soup together.  I chose this as I love everything that goes into the soup! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom couldn't handle the camera why she sliced and diced, so here is our finished product as it simmered.  I can vouch that the celery and carrots were fresh, as I sampled each one (several times)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R9nf4PVBRWI/AAAAAAAAAls/yUPbGdQr4So/s1600-h/IMG_0727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177415403919459682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R9nf4PVBRWI/AAAAAAAAAls/yUPbGdQr4So/s320/IMG_0727.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's right Mom, give me that noodle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R9nf4vVBRXI/AAAAAAAAAl0/9hPOU0jNqPw/s1600-h/IMG_0729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177415412509394290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R9nf4vVBRXI/AAAAAAAAAl0/9hPOU0jNqPw/s320/IMG_0729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once the soup was ready, Mom put some in my bowl!  How GREAT is that!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R9nf4_VBRYI/AAAAAAAAAl8/VN6blY_M4DQ/s1600-h/IMG_0730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177415416804361602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R9nf4_VBRYI/AAAAAAAAAl8/VN6blY_M4DQ/s320/IMG_0730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What's this?  I have to sit and wait before I chow down, so unfair!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R9nf5PVBRZI/AAAAAAAAAmE/_3GJD3QYzGA/s1600-h/IMG_0733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177415421099328914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R9nf5PVBRZI/AAAAAAAAAmE/_3GJD3QYzGA/s320/IMG_0733.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mmmmm nothing beats homemade chicken noodle soup.  This is so good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R9nf5vVBRaI/AAAAAAAAAmM/xjAnn28qY84/s1600-h/IMG_0735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177415429689263522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R9nf5vVBRaI/AAAAAAAAAmM/xjAnn28qY84/s320/IMG_0735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks for including me Butchy and Snickers.  I loved cooking (and eating ) with Mom!  I'm supposed to challenge another six dogs, but I've seen so many of you who have already done this challenge, so if you'd like to participate, consider your self tagged!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In other news, I am so excited.  This weekend I'm taking a road trip with my parents up to Milwaukee to....see &lt;a href="http://keeleypup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keeley&lt;/a&gt;!  I have been invited up to see Keeley in the fur for his second birthday party!  Mom and I have picked out our gifts for the birthday boy, and I can't wait to deliver them in person.  This will be my first live meeting with a fellow DWBer!  Yeah!!  Mom promises to take lots and lots of pictures and to post about the wonderful time I'm sure we'll have!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-6404154803249359436?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/6404154803249359436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=6404154803249359436' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/6404154803249359436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/6404154803249359436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/03/tags-and-road-trips.html' title='Tags and Road Trips'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R9nf4PVBRWI/AAAAAAAAAls/yUPbGdQr4So/s72-c/IMG_0727.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-2015425315290683944</id><published>2008-03-07T21:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T21:42:43.011-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daycare'/><title type='text'>Daycare cought on tape</title><content type='html'>Mom was checking out the website for the Bark Bark Club, that's where I went to daycare this week, and she found that they take videos of the dogs during the day and post them to their website. Here's the video from Tuesday, my first day there. You watch and tell me if the Airedale on tape looks like a 'senior'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9bAIOBCzU2w"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9bAIOBCzU2w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I look like a fairly crazy one year old. Mom says that most 'senior' dogs she knows don't even act 'senior'. So ha, maybe I was calm, but wouldn't you be after doing the zoomies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-2015425315290683944?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/2015425315290683944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=2015425315290683944' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/2015425315290683944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/2015425315290683944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/03/daycare-cought-on-tape.html' title='Daycare cought on tape'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-3104400786034801021</id><published>2008-03-04T21:32:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:52.563-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daycare'/><title type='text'>Daycare Day!</title><content type='html'>Today was my first day in dog daycare. Normally, my Dad works from home, so we just hang out together during the day, but Dad has to be in the office this week, so off to daycare I was sent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I had to go in and take a temperament test, which I passed with flying colors. Like I could possibly be a mean Airedale?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning, I was dropped off and said a big goodbye to Mom and Dad. That's when all the fun began. I played all day long. It was GREAT! My neighbor dog, Doolin, was at daycare too, so we played for hours!! When Mom came to pick me up she was asked how old I was. Mom replied that I will be two in July and the worker told her she was surprised as I was quite calm while playing, so they thought I was a senior dog. Oh my! Mom just laughed and said maybe I was a bit nervous being in daycare for the very first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm so tired, all that play really wore me out. I'm heading back to bed to get my rest, I've got two more days of daycare ahead of me. Oh dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R84VdnQEhdI/AAAAAAAAAlk/ZbyVf47uYA8/s1600-h/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+002+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174096620392056274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R84VdnQEhdI/AAAAAAAAAlk/ZbyVf47uYA8/s320/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+002+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-3104400786034801021?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/3104400786034801021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=3104400786034801021' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3104400786034801021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3104400786034801021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/03/daycare-day.html' title='Daycare Day!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R84VdnQEhdI/AAAAAAAAAlk/ZbyVf47uYA8/s72-c/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+002+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-1067356302671529266</id><published>2008-03-01T21:56:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:53.395-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>Finally up and running again!</title><content type='html'>Hi pals, well I'm happy to say that our new laptop is up and running! Yeah, Mom and I can get back to blogging with all of you! Since I've been away for awhile, I thought I'd show you what I've been up to lately. Since I couldn't blog or really use the computer to check out everyones blogs, I had to entertain myself. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R8omodIue_I/AAAAAAAAAk0/TutBg90_jJA/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172989598446287858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R8omodIue_I/AAAAAAAAAk0/TutBg90_jJA/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found a whole bunch of fun with Mom's exercise ball. Not only is it big and round, but it rolls and bounces around. I was rolling on top of it, but Mom couldn't take the picture fast enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R8ompdIufAI/AAAAAAAAAk8/V9kFREj5njo/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172989615626157058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R8ompdIufAI/AAAAAAAAAk8/V9kFREj5njo/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since I'm a master of popping basketballs, I thought I'd try my luck at this one. I tried and tried, but couldn't get a good bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R8omqdIufBI/AAAAAAAAAlE/hxDOV_R4YGs/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172989632806026258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R8omqdIufBI/AAAAAAAAAlE/hxDOV_R4YGs/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom wasn't too happy with me trying to eat her ball, but when she wasn't looking, I kept trying to get in a good bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R8omrNIufCI/AAAAAAAAAlM/m7Ti4Gk5h3M/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172989645690928162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R8omrNIufCI/AAAAAAAAAlM/m7Ti4Gk5h3M/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I wasn't playing with something, I would nap, and sometimes so would Mom! Here we are sleeping in her big bed. We were tired of waiting for Dad to finish setting up the new laptop, so we fell asleep. I've got to say, their bed is so much better than mine! Dad came in to see what we were doing and took the picture. He thought we looked so cute snuggled up together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R8omr9IufDI/AAAAAAAAAlU/sHSdkNAW6hI/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172989658575830066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R8omr9IufDI/AAAAAAAAAlU/sHSdkNAW6hI/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, it's back to bed for me. All this blogging has made me good and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-1067356302671529266?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/1067356302671529266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=1067356302671529266' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/1067356302671529266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/1067356302671529266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/03/finally-up-and-running-again.html' title='Finally up and running again!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R8omodIue_I/AAAAAAAAAk0/TutBg90_jJA/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-1709813207466301457</id><published>2008-02-25T20:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T20:47:53.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pooter Broken</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, I just wanted to let you know that our compooter suddenly died.  Dad is in the process of setting up our new one, but I've been unable to blog like I should.  Hopefully, I'll be back online in the next day or so.  I hope you are all doing well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your pal,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-1709813207466301457?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/1709813207466301457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=1709813207466301457' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/1709813207466301457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/1709813207466301457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/02/pooter-broken.html' title='Pooter Broken'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-8442663362183605059</id><published>2008-02-18T20:36:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:54.734-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snowing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirby Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Running in the snow</title><content type='html'>The weather has been pretty bad here lately, so my runs with the 'rents have been few and far between. When the weather has cooperated, Mom and Dad take me out to the lakefront path for a good long jog. Here I am running with my Dad, wondering why Mom isn't keeping up with us. "Hurry up Mom, why are you going so slow?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R7pB-PKK1eI/AAAAAAAAAkk/8_7zXSY9DoE/s1600-h/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168516059837945314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R7pB-PKK1eI/AAAAAAAAAkk/8_7zXSY9DoE/s320/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I run I like to pull on my leash. Mom thinks I'm trying to walk myself, but I'm just trying to have a little fun while exercising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R7pB-fKK1fI/AAAAAAAAAks/Od0edBnLEWc/s1600-h/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168516064132912626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R7pB-fKK1fI/AAAAAAAAAks/Od0edBnLEWc/s320/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The path was covered with snow, but we kept going. For once it wasn't snowing or raining or freezing out, so we got our run in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woo hoo look at me go! It's just too bad no other dogs were out running too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R7pBY_KK1cI/AAAAAAAAAkU/abD572n1mcU/s1600-h/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168515419887818178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R7pBY_KK1cI/AAAAAAAAAkU/abD572n1mcU/s320/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One minute here, got to make a pit stop. MOM, can you stop taking pictures for one second? Man, a dog can't get a break. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R7pBZvKK1dI/AAAAAAAAAkc/VsPGHtsGFiM/s1600-h/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168515432772720082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R7pBZvKK1dI/AAAAAAAAAkc/VsPGHtsGFiM/s320/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got to finish running, hope you are all having a great week so far!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R7pA8PKK1bI/AAAAAAAAAkM/-ieLnydVIPc/s1600-h/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168514925966579122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R7pA8PKK1bI/AAAAAAAAAkM/-ieLnydVIPc/s320/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-8442663362183605059?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/8442663362183605059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=8442663362183605059' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/8442663362183605059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/8442663362183605059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/02/running-in-snow.html' title='Running in the snow'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R7pB-PKK1eI/AAAAAAAAAkk/8_7zXSY9DoE/s72-c/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-8617318138570894322</id><published>2008-02-13T22:01:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:55.009-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deetz'/><title type='text'>Meet Deetz!</title><content type='html'>I met a new Airedale blogger today. His name is &lt;a href="http://deetztheairdale.blogspot.com/"&gt;Deetz&lt;/a&gt; and he's a real cutie.  He's also had some bad news recently as his lil pal, Gizmo, was diagnosed with Cancer.  So, why don't you check out his blog and welcome him to the doggie/kitty/hammie blogging world and let him know you're thinking about him and his family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://deetztheairdale.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://deetztheairdale.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R7O9wPKK1aI/AAAAAAAAAkE/HuyCHsgwNL0/s1600-h/Deetz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166681833924646306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R7O9wPKK1aI/AAAAAAAAAkE/HuyCHsgwNL0/s320/Deetz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-8617318138570894322?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/8617318138570894322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=8617318138570894322' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/8617318138570894322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/8617318138570894322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/02/meet-deetz.html' title='Meet Deetz!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R7O9wPKK1aI/AAAAAAAAAkE/HuyCHsgwNL0/s72-c/Deetz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-1099551474416905107</id><published>2008-02-06T20:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:56.379-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bogart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jerky'/><title type='text'>OH BOY...BOGART TREATS!!!!</title><content type='html'>When the mail came in today, I just knew there was something for me in the pile, I guess you could say I sniffed it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R6py8aW6SPI/AAAAAAAAAjc/mqy-OfTLqVQ/s1600-h/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164066304926828786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R6py8aW6SPI/AAAAAAAAAjc/mqy-OfTLqVQ/s320/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After closer inspection, I saw the envelope was from L.A., that means my hightly anticipated jerky treats from &lt;a href="http://toaireisdivine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bogart&lt;/a&gt; had arrived! Oh boy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R6py86W6SQI/AAAAAAAAAjk/kt17D9W1sWM/s1600-h/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164066313516763394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R6py86W6SQI/AAAAAAAAAjk/kt17D9W1sWM/s320/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As soon as I got the envelope in my mouth I took it to my bed and quickly chewed a hole in it. I couldn't wait to get to that jerky goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R6py9aW6SRI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3Ll7_Z_N2cs/s1600-h/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164066322106698002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R6py9aW6SRI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3Ll7_Z_N2cs/s320/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally, I freed the yummylicious jerky from the envelope, only to see it has been carefully labled, baged and vaccuum sealed. Oh, this will take some extra work to get to the JERKY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R6py96W6SSI/AAAAAAAAAj0/TohcCR6XEnk/s1600-h/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164066330696632610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R6py96W6SSI/AAAAAAAAAj0/TohcCR6XEnk/s320/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FINALLY, Mom helped cut everything open and I tried my first piece of Bogart's Hearty Chew (beef heart) which was YUMMY! Mmmmmmm, Mom gave me two small pieces, but I could easily eat the whole bag. I'm a treat afficianado, and I must say that Bogart's Jerky ranks number one! If you haven't had any yet, I highly recomment you contact &lt;a href="http://toaireisdivine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bogart&lt;/a&gt; and ask for a sample.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R6py-qW6STI/AAAAAAAAAj8/5i09427eHvs/s1600-h/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164066343581534514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R6py-qW6STI/AAAAAAAAAj8/5i09427eHvs/s320/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once I was done, I searched all over for any pieces that may have fallen. Sadly, there were none, I ate it all. Mom got frustrated with me after I stalked the counter once she put the jerky up there. Hey, what can I say, that was delicious, I just wanted some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R6pyGKW6SOI/AAAAAAAAAjU/zEABaBIVR0o/s1600-h/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164065372918925538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R6pyGKW6SOI/AAAAAAAAAjU/zEABaBIVR0o/s320/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bogart, I sure hope you and your hoomans are going into business, cuz your jerky is scrumptious!! Thank you so much for sharing with me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-1099551474416905107?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/1099551474416905107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=1099551474416905107' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/1099551474416905107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/1099551474416905107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-boybogart-treats.html' title='OH BOY...BOGART TREATS!!!!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R6py8aW6SPI/AAAAAAAAAjc/mqy-OfTLqVQ/s72-c/more+snow+and+bogart+treats!+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-6115698719726407776</id><published>2008-01-27T18:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:57.528-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Mmmmm Miss Porky Chew!</title><content type='html'>Thank you everyone for your warm wishes! It has finally gotten warmer around here. Today it was in the 40's!! It was finally warm enough for Mom, Dad and me to go for a run along the lakefront. We did just over three miles then I came home and crashed. I was so tired!! Since it's been so cold and snowy all week long I haven't been out for more than a quick walk around the block. It was so pawsome to get out and really stretch my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course Mom forgot the camera, so there are no pics of my excellent running ability! She keeps promising to bring one next time, we'll see if that ever happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I woke up from my post-run nap, Mom surprised me with a treat, she gave me a Miss Porky Chew! I don't care if these things have a girls name or not, they are DELICIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R56Gn6W6SJI/AAAAAAAAAis/1MxXDQ9P-Bw/s1600-h/Winter+2008+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160710243251538066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R56Gn6W6SJI/AAAAAAAAAis/1MxXDQ9P-Bw/s320/Winter+2008+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you beat a treat that is yummy and HUGE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R56Go6W6SKI/AAAAAAAAAi0/mbIS6mTsp0A/s1600-h/Winter+2008+016_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160710260431407266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R56Go6W6SKI/AAAAAAAAAi0/mbIS6mTsp0A/s320/Winter+2008+016_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MMmmmm yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R56GpaW6SLI/AAAAAAAAAi8/0WzT7LZpY1g/s1600-h/Winter+2008+017_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160710269021341874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R56GpaW6SLI/AAAAAAAAAi8/0WzT7LZpY1g/s320/Winter+2008+017_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I spent some quality time chewing on this bad boy before I fell into a chew induced slumber.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R56Gp6W6SMI/AAAAAAAAAjE/mHyamgjHyzQ/s1600-h/Winter+2008+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160710277611276482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R56Gp6W6SMI/AAAAAAAAAjE/mHyamgjHyzQ/s320/Winter+2008+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-6115698719726407776?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/6115698719726407776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=6115698719726407776' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/6115698719726407776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/6115698719726407776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/01/mmmmm-miss-porky-chew.html' title='Mmmmm Miss Porky Chew!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R56Gn6W6SJI/AAAAAAAAAis/1MxXDQ9P-Bw/s72-c/Winter+2008+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-3305607367885642672</id><published>2008-01-20T20:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:58.939-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bored'/><title type='text'>It's cold and I'm bored!</title><content type='html'>It's been so cold around here lately, high of 4 degrees on Saturday.  YUCK!  I've got nothing to do and I'm sooooo bored! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R5VhHXExQBI/AAAAAAAAAik/FiEYxj-qOmU/s1600-h/Winter+2008+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158135727303770130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R5VhHXExQBI/AAAAAAAAAik/FiEYxj-qOmU/s320/Winter+2008+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm tired of playing with all of my toys and I taken so many naps in my chair already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R5VgwnExP8I/AAAAAAAAAh8/A4EMkqlDggk/s1600-h/Winter+2008+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158135336461746114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R5VgwnExP8I/AAAAAAAAAh8/A4EMkqlDggk/s320/Winter+2008+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maybe I'll see what's on the counter, oh, that smells good!  Nope, I'm not supposed to counter surf.  Got to find something else to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R5VgxHExP9I/AAAAAAAAAiE/4FAZdDa75Ck/s1600-h/Winter+2008+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158135345051680722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R5VgxHExP9I/AAAAAAAAAiE/4FAZdDa75Ck/s320/Winter+2008+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hung with Dad for awhile and played some video games, got a big high-five for being such a well behaved bored inside dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R5VgxXExP-I/AAAAAAAAAiM/0kq1fRQThL0/s1600-h/Winter+2008+039_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158135349346648034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R5VgxXExP-I/AAAAAAAAAiM/0kq1fRQThL0/s320/Winter+2008+039_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thought I'd go check and see if Mom is working on my blog.  Come on Mom, stop snapping all the pictures and WORK ON MY BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R5Vgx3ExP_I/AAAAAAAAAiU/eqYhJUoW4hA/s1600-h/Winter+2008+043_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158135357936582642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R5Vgx3ExP_I/AAAAAAAAAiU/eqYhJUoW4hA/s320/Winter+2008+043_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OK, OK, I'll do it myself.  Hey, this blogging thing isn't so hard.  Just wish I didn't hit so many keys with my paws when I type, got lots of errors found in the spell check. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R5VgyHExQAI/AAAAAAAAAic/4x1qIPBiYtA/s1600-h/Winter+2008+044_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158135362231549954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R5VgyHExQAI/AAAAAAAAAic/4x1qIPBiYtA/s320/Winter+2008+044_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hope this keeps me entertained for a bit, when is it going to get warm?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Till Next Time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-3305607367885642672?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/3305607367885642672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=3305607367885642672' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3305607367885642672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3305607367885642672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-cold-and-im-bored.html' title='It&apos;s cold and I&apos;m bored!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R5VhHXExQBI/AAAAAAAAAik/FiEYxj-qOmU/s72-c/Winter+2008+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-3270604967053653556</id><published>2008-01-16T22:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:01:59.949-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirby Fun'/><title type='text'>Well, I did it again!</title><content type='html'>Don't know what it is with me and basketballs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R47aKXExPzI/AAAAAAAAAg0/iol0jwekB_Y/s1600-h/Winter+2008+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156298494913363762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R47aKXExPzI/AAAAAAAAAg0/iol0jwekB_Y/s320/Winter+2008+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just don't feel they should remain inflated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R47aNHExP0I/AAAAAAAAAg8/H18cuYNu_E4/s1600-h/Winter+2008+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156298542158004034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R47aNHExP0I/AAAAAAAAAg8/H18cuYNu_E4/s320/Winter+2008+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mmmmmm that is some good basketball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R47aOnExP1I/AAAAAAAAAhE/VoSrqpYomsw/s1600-h/Winter+2008+011_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156298567927807826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R47aOnExP1I/AAAAAAAAAhE/VoSrqpYomsw/s320/Winter+2008+011_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the funny thing is that I keep eating 'em and Mom keeps on buying them. Silly, silly Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R47aQXExP2I/AAAAAAAAAhM/7voQ6Qrracw/s1600-h/Winter+2008+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156298597992578914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R47aQXExP2I/AAAAAAAAAhM/7voQ6Qrracw/s320/Winter+2008+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unfortunately, Mom gets me back by taking them away once I pop the ball. Just who does she think she is? Grrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-3270604967053653556?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/3270604967053653556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=3270604967053653556' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3270604967053653556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3270604967053653556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/01/well-i-did-it-again.html' title='Well, I did it again!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R47aKXExPzI/AAAAAAAAAg0/iol0jwekB_Y/s72-c/Winter+2008+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-3403972388821749587</id><published>2008-01-13T17:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:02:00.170-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weird Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Durango'/><title type='text'>Awards, Weird Things &amp; Durango</title><content type='html'>Thanks for stopping by, I'm trying to catch up on my blogging and responding to tags and awards.  Blogger was acting up for me tonight, so no pictures, I'll try and upload some later in the week.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R4qo2XExPvI/AAAAAAAAAgU/a3x-ycaE1PQ/s1600-h/You+Make+My+Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155118375339376370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R4qo2XExPvI/AAAAAAAAAgU/a3x-ycaE1PQ/s320/You+Make+My+Day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wanted to start out by saying THANK YOU to all the wonderful dogs that gave me the 'You Make My Day' Award! I am so honored to receive this award, so a HUGE thanks goes out to: &lt;a href="http://toaireisdivine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bogart&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lacylulu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lacy Lulu&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thethugletsworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Thuglets&lt;/a&gt; and my new pals &lt;a href="http://airedaleheaven.blogspot.com/"&gt;Poppy &amp;amp; Penny&lt;/a&gt;. You all made my day by giving me this great award!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rules say that I am supposed to pass this award on to 10 friends, but as I got caught up on my blog reading, I saw that everyone seemed to have gotten the award already, so to any of my pals who have not received this award, I am happily passing it on to you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://northfordmaggie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maggie and Mitch&lt;/a&gt; tagged me to share 7 weird things about myself, so here I go:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) I never watch where I am going when I'm walking, so I'm constantly walking into things!  (while jogging today, I ran into a parking meter!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) I've got jaws of steel, I have yet to meet a toy that I couldn't break or tear apart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) I still have very white teeth. Dad brushes them at least once a week, and each day I get a dental chew to keep my teethies looking good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) When I got neutered, I won the award for being the 'biggest' boy neutered that day. No kidding, my vet specifically told this to Mom and Dad, she was quite proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) I love fruits and vegetables. In fact, I go crazy when Mom cuts up her veggies for the week. Just got to get some of that celery!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) I freak out when anyone sneezes. Don't know what it is, but that sound makes me go crazy. I tuck my butt and run around in circles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) I'm in looove with my veterinarian, Dr. Marks. I love going to the Vet, I happily stroll in and just about run to the exam room. If I don't get to see Dr. Marks, I pout and am cranky the rest of the day. When she walks into the exam room, I jump up and lavish her with kiss after kiss! She is the best! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I pass this tag on, I want to see who has and hasn't been tagged just yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, I was brought to tears when I saw that Durango, the latest addition to the brat pack had crossed the rainbow bridge. He was just a young pup that Maryann rescued from the SPCA and was diagnosed with Parvo within a few days of coming home and joining the pack. Stop by their blog and give Maryann and the rest of the &lt;a href="http://fivehappyhounds.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brat Pack&lt;/a&gt; your best. Durango was very lucky to have such a loving family even if it was for such a short time.   Run fast and free with Dakota and Thrawn, Durango!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Till Next Time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-3403972388821749587?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/3403972388821749587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=3403972388821749587' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3403972388821749587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3403972388821749587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/01/awards-weird-things-durango.html' title='Awards, Weird Things &amp; Durango'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R4qo2XExPvI/AAAAAAAAAgU/a3x-ycaE1PQ/s72-c/You+Make+My+Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-3823639427618354302</id><published>2008-01-06T21:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T22:01:51.947-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Agility'/><title type='text'>Agility Fun Run!</title><content type='html'>Sorry it's taken Mom and I so long to post. We wanted to show you the video from my Agility Fun Run taken just before Christmas, but Mom was having major troubles with the video upload on blogger. Finally, she loaded to You Tube. I'm just happy she finally got it loaded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every so often between agility sessions, if there is an upcoming holiday, my wonderful agility instructor, Stacey Hawk, organizes an Agility Fun Run. This was my first fun run, so I was quite excited. Everyone was quite proud of me when I was done as I did really well for my first time running at a new site. My classes aren't held at this location, so Stacey wasn't sure if I'd pay attention, oh, but I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few explanations before you view, I wasn't supposed to do the dog walk, I was supposed to do the tunnel again. The dog walk at my school is only a foot high, I've never been on a dog walk that was full size, but I was so pumped, I just kept going and did just fine! (Note: on my second run, I fell off the dog walk. Got a bit too cocky and went too fast!) And at the very end are the weave poles. I haven't been trained on those yet, so my teachers were just trying to get me to walk straight through to get comfortable, but since when does an Airedale actually listen to what others are telling them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy my video, I know I enjoyed running the course. Oh, please ignore Mommy's commentary. Apparently she forgot that the voices get recorded too. Silly Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/svUtBFr0Bw8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/svUtBFr0Bw8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till Next Time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-3823639427618354302?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/3823639427618354302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=3823639427618354302' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3823639427618354302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3823639427618354302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2008/01/agility-fun-run.html' title='Agility Fun Run!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-5371453566280828155</id><published>2007-12-30T21:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:02:00.324-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs with Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Years'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year to all my friends!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3heMnExPuI/AAAAAAAAAgM/lEbs6BlZbPY/s1600-h/Winter+2007+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149969744638590690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3heMnExPuI/AAAAAAAAAgM/lEbs6BlZbPY/s320/Winter+2007+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just wanted to take a moment and wish all of my wonderful friends, hooman, doggy, kitty, hammie and everything else a very Happy New Year!  May the year ahead be filled with health happiness and lots of treats!!! Thank you to each and everyone of my friends for making 2007 such a special year for me.  I'm hoping 2008 is even better!  Have a fun and safe New Years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till Next Time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-5371453566280828155?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/5371453566280828155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=5371453566280828155' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/5371453566280828155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/5371453566280828155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-year-to-all-my-friends.html' title='Happy New Year to all my friends!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3heMnExPuI/AAAAAAAAAgM/lEbs6BlZbPY/s72-c/Winter+2007+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-9139312310247927958</id><published>2007-12-26T19:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:02:04.442-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stormy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncle John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandparents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spencer'/><title type='text'>What a Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, Christmas morning I woke up nice and early, I was quite eager to see what Santa Paws had brought.  Mom was adamant I go outside first, so I had to sit and wait for her to get ready before we could head outside.  Boy, I've never been in such a hurry to get back inside!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3MG03ExPsI/AAAAAAAAAf8/1Z8Od_MHwJ0/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+002_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148466304221527746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3MG03ExPsI/AAAAAAAAAf8/1Z8Od_MHwJ0/s320/Christmas+2007+002_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Once we were back inside, I got a good look at our tree and all the gifts that Santa Paws brought for ME!  Mom and Dad didn't do gifts for each other this year, so all those gifts under the tree are all for ME!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3MG1XExPtI/AAAAAAAAAgE/SXQoRHzh36I/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+004_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148466312811462354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3MG1XExPtI/AAAAAAAAAgE/SXQoRHzh36I/s320/Christmas+2007+004_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here's a closer look at all of my loot.  Mom wrapped most of the edible treats as she knew I would be willing to open those.  The rest stayed unwrapped as I tend to eat the paper while I unwrap!  He he!!  Don't mind my deflated basketball.  Dad pumped it up the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3MBL3ExPpI/AAAAAAAAAfk/dZdBu82fpms/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148460102288752274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3MBL3ExPpI/AAAAAAAAAfk/dZdBu82fpms/s320/Christmas+2007+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I being a true foodie, headed right towards the oh so yummy rawhide's!  They may be wrapped, but I know what's under that paper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3MBMXExPqI/AAAAAAAAAfs/bftxwWZYThQ/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148460110878686882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3MBMXExPqI/AAAAAAAAAfs/bftxwWZYThQ/s320/Christmas+2007+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mmmmmm, candy cane shaped rawhide, now that puts me in the spirit of the season!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3MBM3ExPrI/AAAAAAAAAf0/sK-yoiYcu2Y/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148460119468621490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3MBM3ExPrI/AAAAAAAAAf0/sK-yoiYcu2Y/s320/Christmas+2007+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ooohhh, Bully Sticks!  I just love those!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3L9onExPiI/AAAAAAAAAes/54mYr7iTf2g/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148456198163480098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3L9onExPiI/AAAAAAAAAes/54mYr7iTf2g/s320/Christmas+2007+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hmmm, what else do I want to sink my teeth into?  What's this everlasting treat thingy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3L9pHExPjI/AAAAAAAAAe0/gOB5-VwPNSc/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148456206753414706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3L9pHExPjI/AAAAAAAAAe0/gOB5-VwPNSc/s320/Christmas+2007+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;One of my not so exciting gifts was a new dog bed for our living room.  This one has a removable cover, so Mom can wash it when it gets all icky.  As you can see, I've already had a bone or two on the new bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3L9pXExPkI/AAAAAAAAAe8/GOCbYTVB52U/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148456211048382018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3L9pXExPkI/AAAAAAAAAe8/GOCbYTVB52U/s320/Christmas+2007+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Once we were done unwrapping at home, we cleaned up and headed over to Grandma and Grandpa's house.  I immediately charged the tree, trying to find my gifts.  I kept grabbing gifts marked for Spencer which left Spence not so happy with me.  Ooopps!  Grandma helped me out and made sure the gifts I opened were just for me.  Wow, this is one huge beef knuckle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3L9p3ExPlI/AAAAAAAAAfE/IRjk0p4_49Q/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148456219638316626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3L9p3ExPlI/AAAAAAAAAfE/IRjk0p4_49Q/s320/Christmas+2007+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Anything else under there for me?  Anything with for Kirby on the tag?  Anything??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3L9qHExPmI/AAAAAAAAAfM/yT2ZEm0PKAs/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148456223933283938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3L9qHExPmI/AAAAAAAAAfM/yT2ZEm0PKAs/s320/Christmas+2007+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Before we ate dinner, Dad, Uncle John, Spencer and I went outside to play with Dad's remote control car.  He loves to mess with Spencer and I with that car!  It drives me crazy, it zips up and hits my legs and doesn't back down when I bark at it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3L8tXExPdI/AAAAAAAAAeE/EKQXMop9SB0/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148455180256230866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3L8tXExPdI/AAAAAAAAAeE/EKQXMop9SB0/s320/Christmas+2007+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Spencer and I were both barking like crazy at the car, so of course we had to wrassle with one another a bit too!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3L8t3ExPeI/AAAAAAAAAeM/dmklxgUSo-s/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148455188846165474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3L8t3ExPeI/AAAAAAAAAeM/dmklxgUSo-s/s320/Christmas+2007+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spencer is much braver than I am, he quietly stalked the car and then grabbed it.  He's one tough doggie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3L8unExPfI/AAAAAAAAAeU/YGECnROhKT4/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148455201731067378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3L8unExPfI/AAAAAAAAAeU/YGECnROhKT4/s320/Christmas+2007+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Christmas at Grandma and Grandpa's is a major dogapalooza.  Not only are Spencer and I there, but Mom's uncle brings his two Huskies, Bailey and Stormy.  Here is Stormy with her brother, Rich.  Stormy and I have the BEST time together.  We wrassle and play bitey face non stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3L8u3ExPgI/AAAAAAAAAec/0qmYMFmD-70/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148455206026034690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3L8u3ExPgI/AAAAAAAAAec/0qmYMFmD-70/s320/Christmas+2007+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After all that fun and food, I was wiped out and settled down for a Christmas nap.  Mom said I slept the whole ride home, just like a little puppy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3L8vXExPhI/AAAAAAAAAek/j0wFtzLHnJ4/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148455214615969298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3L8vXExPhI/AAAAAAAAAek/j0wFtzLHnJ4/s320/Christmas+2007+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I hope all my dog, cat and hammie friends all had a wonderful Christmas.  I'm so grateful that we all are loved and have warm homes to spend the holidays in.  Merry Christmas to you all!  Now, we should get going, Mom has to sew up some of the stuffies that I got yesterday.  I performed some emergency surgery.  He he  he!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Till Next Time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kirby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-9139312310247927958?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/9139312310247927958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=9139312310247927958' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/9139312310247927958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/9139312310247927958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-christmas.html' title='What a Christmas!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R3MG03ExPsI/AAAAAAAAAf8/1Z8Od_MHwJ0/s72-c/Christmas+2007+002_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-323942575110948107</id><published>2007-12-16T17:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:02:07.688-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snowing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DWB Christmas Card'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucy (Uptown)'/><title type='text'>Snowy Sunday</title><content type='html'>Hi friends, so we're still playing catch up around here. Mom says this time of year there just isn't enough time to get everything done. I feel that doesn't mean my blog should get the shaft though. Mom says she's busy finishing up Christmas things. I won't get too angry as I saw several rawhide's make their way into the house, so I guess I should play nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W8EXExPaI/AAAAAAAAAds/xJxWhJ3dUTc/s1600-h/First+Snow+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144724932440178082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W8EXExPaI/AAAAAAAAAds/xJxWhJ3dUTc/s320/First+Snow+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big news for all my fellow dogs in the US, your holiday cards are on their way! Mom has had them finished for over a week, but she's been waiting on the special return address labels she ordered just for me. Well, they never showed up, so Mom got mad and just made her own and the cards were then mailed off. Sorry for the delay, you all should be getting them real soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W7R3ExPVI/AAAAAAAAAdE/EpHuG6XJByY/s1600-h/First+Snow+2017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144724064856784210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W7R3ExPVI/AAAAAAAAAdE/EpHuG6XJByY/s320/First+Snow+2017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, the most wonderful thing began yesterday, it started to SNOW! I'm in my full on furry coat stage, so the cold and snow do not bother me at all! When I woke up this morning, I looked out the window and I saw a world of fresh powder snow!! Since the snow is oh so lovely, I had to have several walks in it. The best one was this afternoon, I played for well over an hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W7SHExPWI/AAAAAAAAAdM/xqCbXX73J2k/s1600-h/First+Snow+2038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144724069151751522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W7SHExPWI/AAAAAAAAAdM/xqCbXX73J2k/s320/First+Snow+2038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We headed over to a nearby school with a big open lot so I could do some romping. I did a lot of roaching (yes, Stanley, snow roaching is the BEST) digging and just had lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W7SXExPXI/AAAAAAAAAdU/t9bF10cRv4E/s1600-h/First+Snow+2039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144724073446718834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W7SXExPXI/AAAAAAAAAdU/t9bF10cRv4E/s320/First+Snow+2039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and Dad were laughing at my beard, it was coated with snow. Dad said I looked like a lion. He he he! I kept snapping at the loose pieces of snow that dangled from my beard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W7S3ExPYI/AAAAAAAAAdc/umSmvjIQTQc/s1600-h/First+Snow+2040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144724082036653442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W7S3ExPYI/AAAAAAAAAdc/umSmvjIQTQc/s320/First+Snow+2040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next to the school, I spied a family making a snowman and doing some sledding, since I'm a fan of kids, I headed over to check them out. When I got there, guess what??? Their own Airedale, Lucy ran over to greet me. Imagine that another Airedale in the neighborhood, WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W7THExPZI/AAAAAAAAAdk/d-sJo_WI0gs/s1600-h/First+Snow+2027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144724086331620754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W7THExPZI/AAAAAAAAAdk/d-sJo_WI0gs/s320/First+Snow+2027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Lucy. She is 12 years old, but acts so much younger than that. Mom and Dad said they couldn't believe she was 12 as she was a silly fool just like me! Isn't she a cutie. As Bogie would say, Hubba Hubba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W6qnExPQI/AAAAAAAAAcc/3Lc0U8AETAA/s1600-h/First+Snow+2030_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144723390546918658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W6qnExPQI/AAAAAAAAAcc/3Lc0U8AETAA/s320/First+Snow+2030_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucy and I had a great time playing together. She still loves to play bitey face and chase, so I was sooo in my element!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W6rXExPRI/AAAAAAAAAck/UzXVDfdiLik/s1600-h/First+Snow+2031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144723403431820562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W6rXExPRI/AAAAAAAAAck/UzXVDfdiLik/s320/First+Snow+2031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had so much fun playing with Lucy, her Mom and Dad, baby brother and little sister. We even helped them finish off their snowman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W6r3ExPSI/AAAAAAAAAcs/NE2oOiVKQxU/s1600-h/First+Snow+2021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144723412021755170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W6r3ExPSI/AAAAAAAAAcs/NE2oOiVKQxU/s320/First+Snow+2021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I originally stole the carrot nose from the snowman, but Dad made me put it back, but once Lucy's little siblings were done with the snowman her Mom said we could have at it, you don't need to tell me twice. I went for the brussel sprout eyes immediately, while Lucy followed up with the carrot nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W6sXExPTI/AAAAAAAAAc0/wGpm2ZwS06E/s1600-h/First+Snow+2045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144723420611689778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W6sXExPTI/AAAAAAAAAc0/wGpm2ZwS06E/s320/First+Snow+2045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since I'm food obsessive, I was after Lucy's carrot as soon as I finished off my brussel sprout. Lucy put up a good fight, but you can bet the minute she put the carrot down, I swooped in and took it for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W6snExPUI/AAAAAAAAAc8/AxV0TiOs1qQ/s1600-h/First+Snow+2044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144723424906657090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W6snExPUI/AAAAAAAAAc8/AxV0TiOs1qQ/s320/First+Snow+2044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great snowy Sunday. I'm off to nap, all that playing really tired me out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-323942575110948107?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/323942575110948107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=323942575110948107' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/323942575110948107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/323942575110948107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2007/12/snowy-sunday.html' title='Snowy Sunday'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R2W8EXExPaI/AAAAAAAAAds/xJxWhJ3dUTc/s72-c/First+Snow+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-3787098884607242396</id><published>2007-12-10T21:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:02:07.804-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Golden Rose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Putter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bogart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keeley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Playing Catch Up Again</title><content type='html'>So, Mom had to go on another business trip last week, so now we are playing catch up (again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm honored that my lovely pal &lt;a href="http://topflightputter.blogspot.com/"&gt;Putter&lt;/a&gt; has awarded me this Golden Rose. Thank you so much Putter. I am so excited that you would think of me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R14M7FPCL9I/AAAAAAAAAcU/z0vyiNoB4j8/s1600-h/goldenrose.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142562033660735442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R14M7FPCL9I/AAAAAAAAAcU/z0vyiNoB4j8/s320/goldenrose.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I would like to pass it on to my pals &lt;a href="http://toaireisdivine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bogart&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://faya-airedale.blogspot.com/"&gt;Faya&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://keeleypup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keeley&lt;/a&gt;!  You guys and girl are great friends, thank you for being such wonderful blogging pals!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to other business, we've been tagged quite a few times already, so here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://northfordmaggie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maggie &amp;amp; Mitch&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://serendipitypark.blogspot.com/"&gt;Happy&lt;/a&gt; all tagged me to share with you seven annoyances that I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I hate when Mom and Dad put me in the way back of the car. Who do they think they are leaving the middle seat up between us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) When my bowl is empty I'm not a happy camper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I get quite annoyed when the vacuum makes an appearance. I bark, I paw, I bite at it, yet it keeps on going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I hate waiting to get my Christmas presents. Mom has them all boxed up in the office and I'm not supposed to sniff or peak. What's a dog to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I do not like to get humped by other dogs. I don't hump other dogs (just my giant stuffed toys!), so why should I get humped?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I get annoyed when other dogs won't play with me. I love to play and just can't understand why they don't wanna play too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) My biggest annoyance is the word NO. I hear it far too often and it usually means bad things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://airedalemollyandwelshtaffy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Molly &amp;amp; Taffy&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://wirewise.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lenny&lt;/a&gt; all tagged me to share eight random facts about myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I was born in Kaukauna, WI, but moved to Chicago at 7 weeks old. No Packer fan here, I'm a proud Chicago Bears dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I had a rough first year. I had pneumonia, e-coli, panosteitis and several other issues. No problems, I'm all good now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I wasn't supposed to go to my Mom and Dad. I was promised to another man, but he switched jobs and felt he couldn't care for a puppy, so Mom and Dad were moved up on the waiting list, and were invited to come and get me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I rarely bark. I'm more of a whiner and crier. Only when I'm really excited do I bark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I'm known as the class clown in my agility class. I could be perfect all class then do something so silly, everyone bursts our laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I'm known as a bit of a chunky monkey. I lose a few pounds then I gain them back. I'm a food loving dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I'm the only dog in my condo building.  I have to go up and down the street to find my neighborhood pals!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8) I love my Mommy the most! Dad may be home with me everyday and take me on the majority of my walks, but I'm a mommas boy through and through. I wait at the door each day for her to come home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no clue who has and hasn't been tagged, so if you haven't feel free to share!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-3787098884607242396?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/3787098884607242396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=3787098884607242396' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3787098884607242396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/3787098884607242396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2007/12/playing-catch-up-again.html' title='Playing Catch Up Again'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R14M7FPCL9I/AAAAAAAAAcU/z0vyiNoB4j8/s72-c/goldenrose.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-8177761937526785267</id><published>2007-12-03T22:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:02:09.935-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pinecone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bogart'/><title type='text'>Giant Cone from Bogart!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://toaireisdivine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bogart&lt;/a&gt;, your package arrived today! I was so excited when Dad brought it in, but nooo, I had to wait till Mom got home he said. WHATEVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1TZ-1PCL2I/AAAAAAAAAbc/kuFyXRtSSOU/s1600-R/Pinecone+from+Bogart!+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139972748201832290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1TZ-1PCL2I/AAAAAAAAAbc/e4L9KhxGdUM/s320/Pinecone+from+Bogart!+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once Mom got in the door, I was all over her. She couldn't get her coat off fast enough. I was barking grab the camera let's rip this baby open!  Mom gave me the package to sniff for awhile, and I nibbled, but I knew the real treat was inside the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1TaAVPCL3I/AAAAAAAAAbk/boj5N31uJzQ/s1600-R/Pinecone+from+Bogart!+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139972773971636082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1TaAVPCL3I/AAAAAAAAAbk/44Durb4ngLA/s320/Pinecone+from+Bogart!+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom helped slice the tape open since my eating the tape wasn't going very well, and nestled deep inside the box was my very own GIANT PINE CONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1TaClPCL5I/AAAAAAAAAb0/IoVzd3vHCGw/s1600-R/Pinecone+from+Bogart!+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139972812626341778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1TaClPCL5I/AAAAAAAAAb0/UVl6a6DeadM/s320/Pinecone+from+Bogart!+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I didn't know which to pull out of the box first, the cone or the delightful paper nestling it in the box. I love to eat both!  Mom handed me the cone, and I ran off with it to my bed (where I take my most prized possessions!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1TaBFPCL4I/AAAAAAAAAbs/A_0Wu45utNQ/s1600-R/Pinecone+from+Bogart!+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139972786856537986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1TaBFPCL4I/AAAAAAAAAbs/XVVeJYqiczw/s320/Pinecone+from+Bogart!+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At my bed the chewing began!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1TaD1PCL6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/Pyq5K25l2XY/s1600-R/Pinecone+from+Bogart!+010_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139972834101178274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1TaD1PCL6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/pWXKHCcNwKc/s320/Pinecone+from+Bogart!+010_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Giant pine cones make for some good chewing.  I would break off a piece here and there, but there always seemed to be so much more left on the cone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1TY-lPCLxI/AAAAAAAAAa0/K2omigPX7mI/s1600-R/Pinecone+from+Bogart!+016_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139971644395237138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1TY-lPCLxI/AAAAAAAAAa0/XPJy9zwqu0M/s320/Pinecone+from+Bogart!+016_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got cozy and really started in on the cone.  I licked, I bit and I chomped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1TZBFPCLyI/AAAAAAAAAa8/qy2nVyyjHWk/s1600-R/Pinecone+from+Bogart!+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139971687344910114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1TZBFPCLyI/AAAAAAAAAa8/KTyW0uQQoME/s320/Pinecone+from+Bogart!+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Mom tried to take the cone away and I was having done of that!  I pulled it back to my bed so I could continue my chewing odyssey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1TZElPCL0I/AAAAAAAAAbM/nUuW3DETWUg/s1600-R/Pinecone+from+Bogart!+021_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139971747474452290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1TZElPCL0I/AAAAAAAAAbM/8xYN1ONRI8k/s320/Pinecone+from+Bogart!+021_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at those eyes.  I am so serious about this cone.  Bogie really knows what he's doing, cones rock!  And boy can that 'dale pick a seriously HUGE cone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1TZG1PCL1I/AAAAAAAAAbU/dfmhVJPENBA/s1600-R/Pinecone+from+Bogart!+020_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139971786129157970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1TZG1PCL1I/AAAAAAAAAbU/kPkJSZgouGM/s320/Pinecone+from+Bogart!+020_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you &lt;a href="http://toaireisdivine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bogart&lt;/a&gt; for sending me this piece of L.A. heaven!   You are so sweet and generous.  This really made my day (if not week, month or year)!  Remember anything you want from Chi-town, just ask.  I highly recommend the deep dish pizza.  It is oh so yummy, but not as yummy as my giant cone.  I'm off to continue my chewing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-8177761937526785267?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/8177761937526785267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=8177761937526785267' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/8177761937526785267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/8177761937526785267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2007/12/giant-cone-from-bogart.html' title='Giant Cone from Bogart!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1TZ-1PCL2I/AAAAAAAAAbc/e4L9KhxGdUM/s72-c/Pinecone+from+Bogart!+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-1391416425198200526</id><published>2007-12-02T17:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:02:10.963-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snowing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirby Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xmas'/><title type='text'>It's Snowing!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Mom Dad and I went outside to put up the garland outside of our building (Mom volunteered us, don't know why?) And, once we got outside, guess what? It had begun to SNOW, that's right the white stuff was coming down and sticking!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1NCdFPCLtI/AAAAAAAAAaU/rQ7NCi_FAvY/s1600-R/First+Snow+2007+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139524667148742354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1NCdFPCLtI/AAAAAAAAAaU/71BLMIL_eDg/s320/First+Snow+2007+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To ensure I behaved myself while they worked on the garland, I was tethered to the fence. So, I sat and watched the snow fall gently down. Oh, I forgot how cold the sidewalk can be when it's snowing. Brrrrrr, good thing I'm sporting my furry coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1NCd1PCLuI/AAAAAAAAAac/LIwk5hmZxtg/s1600-R/First+Snow+2007+003_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139524680033644258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1NCd1PCLuI/AAAAAAAAAac/hiy4Wadddfs/s320/First+Snow+2007+003_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While Mom and Dad discussed how to place the garland, I decided to help. What can I say, I'm a good little helper dog. Mmmmmm garland tastes GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1NCe1PCLvI/AAAAAAAAAak/lutrNp1hDsk/s1600-R/First+Snow+2007+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139524697213513458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1NCe1PCLvI/AAAAAAAAAak/5ol5eC57oZQ/s320/First+Snow+2007+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom was not happy with my 'helping', so I was moved inside the fence to keep me away from the garland. As Mom and Dad finished up, the snow really started to come down. Look how it was coating my fur so quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1NCflPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAas/OS7jVA8tUDQ/s1600-R/First+Snow+2007+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139524710098415362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1NCflPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAas/qoNqN1M_cos/s320/First+Snow+2007+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and Dad hurried up and finished their work and we all ran back inside where it was nice and warm. Ahhh, hope you all get to enjoy some snow, but stay warm and cozy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-1391416425198200526?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/1391416425198200526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=1391416425198200526' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/1391416425198200526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/1391416425198200526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-snowing.html' title='It&apos;s Snowing!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1NCdFPCLtI/AAAAAAAAAaU/71BLMIL_eDg/s72-c/First+Snow+2007+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-5611329903690179136</id><published>2007-11-30T22:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:02:11.195-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rainbow Bridge'/><title type='text'>Run Free Parker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1DfL1PCLoI/AAAAAAAAAZs/kcezQU4gU70/s1600-R/Playdate+with+Parker+014_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138852569191427714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1DfL1PCLoI/AAAAAAAAAZs/UBXSC74q6Jw/s320/Playdate+with+Parker+014_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We learned today that my best pal Parker lost his battle with cancer this week.  Over the Thanksgiving weekend it appeared that he had a stroke that was caused by complications from his tumor.  After meeting with their vet, Parker's parents decided the most humane thing to do was to put him to sleep.  I hope my pal is running free over the rainbow bridge and hanging out with all the wonderful dogs that have gone before him.  We're sad that you're gone, but know that you are free of all pain!  Run free my buddy!! &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/3733145160204628700-5611329903690179136?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/5611329903690179136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=5611329903690179136' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/5611329903690179136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/5611329903690179136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2007/11/run-free-parker.html' title='Run Free Parker'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R1DfL1PCLoI/AAAAAAAAAZs/UBXSC74q6Jw/s72-c/Playdate+with+Parker+014_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-8799311391194099247</id><published>2007-11-26T18:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:02:12.508-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letter to Santa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DWB Christmas Card'/><title type='text'>Letter to Santa Paws and DWB First Card!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I've been waiting for the perfect time to write my letter to Santa Paws, and since we put up our tree yesterday, I decided now was the time!  I'm using the festive background as inspiration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R0ts5gzEk4I/AAAAAAAAAZE/C44l_9-zCxA/s1600-h/Letter+to+Santa+%26+DWB+First+Card+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137319535258669954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R0ts5gzEk4I/AAAAAAAAAZE/C44l_9-zCxA/s320/Letter+to+Santa+%26+DWB+First+Card+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to think a bit as I began, but found myself distracted by the overall yumminess of my pen.  Mmmmm sure tastes good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R0ts6AzEk5I/AAAAAAAAAZM/4GESaYWhwMk/s1600-h/Letter+to+Santa+%26+DWB+First+Card+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137319543848604562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R0ts6AzEk5I/AAAAAAAAAZM/4GESaYWhwMk/s320/Letter+to+Santa+%26+DWB+First+Card+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OK, done chewing and musing, I'm ready to write...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R0ts6QzEk6I/AAAAAAAAAZU/Y1HvbId_pbs/s1600-h/Letter+to+Santa+%26+DWB+First+Card+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137319548143571874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R0ts6QzEk6I/AAAAAAAAAZU/Y1HvbId_pbs/s320/Letter+to+Santa+%26+DWB+First+Card+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear Santa Paws,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There is so much that I want for Christmas, so I’ll start from the top:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1)      Santa, I want all my pals to be healthy.  Lately so many of my animal friends have been ill, and it breaks my heart.  Please pass along good health to all the animals of this great world, especially my pals, Jaffa, Jackson and Parker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2)      Mom and I have been reading about all the poor little animals that do not have their furever homes.  I would like each and every homeless animal to find a wonderful home full of love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3)      I personally would love a little brother or sister to hang out with ALL THE TIME! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;4)      If you could find it, I would like a chew toy that  will not break super fast.  Mom gets so mad that I break all of my toys so quickly, so a super chew would be great!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5)      Last, but not least, Santa, I would like to have my own steak next time Mom and Dad make them.  I came across a catalog with all kinds of steaks, in case you need some assistance, you can check out the Omaha Steaks catalog.  Yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I think that is all Santa.  I’ll leave some oh so yummy cookies and milk (plus my favorite, cheese) out for you on Christmas Eve.  Fly safely big guy and give the reindeer a pat from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Your Airedale Pal,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R0ts6gzEk7I/AAAAAAAAAZc/kGobsPsNKCA/s1600-h/Letter+to+Santa+%26+DWB+First+Card+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137319552438539186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R0ts6gzEk7I/AAAAAAAAAZc/kGobsPsNKCA/s320/Letter+to+Santa+%26+DWB+First+Card+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once I was done with my letter to the greatest person ever, SANTA, Mom and I checked the mail,  and guess what??  I got my very first DWB Christmas Card!  HOW COOL IS THAT? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R0ttWQzEk8I/AAAAAAAAAZk/uxo6naTpkgA/s1600-h/Letter+to+Santa+%26+DWB+First+Card+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137320029179909058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R0ttWQzEk8I/AAAAAAAAAZk/uxo6naTpkgA/s320/Letter+to+Santa+%26+DWB+First+Card+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you Comet and Blu.  You really freaked Mom out with your early card.  She's got some work to do now!  He he he!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kirby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-8799311391194099247?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/8799311391194099247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=8799311391194099247' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/8799311391194099247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/8799311391194099247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2007/11/letter-to-santa-paws-and-dwb-first-card.html' title='Letter to Santa Paws and DWB First Card!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R0ts5gzEk4I/AAAAAAAAAZE/C44l_9-zCxA/s72-c/Letter+to+Santa+%26+DWB+First+Card+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-5109134226440066916</id><published>2007-11-21T23:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:02:13.226-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Names'/><title type='text'>Names, Tails and Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://astasworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;Asta&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://mypuppytosca.blogspot.com/"&gt;Perfect Tosca&lt;/a&gt; suggested we check out our Peculiar Aristocratic Title, I must say, I kind of like mine. I feel like royalty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="8" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.masquerademaskarts.com/memes/minicrest.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;His Noble Excellency Kirby the Dulcet of Westessexchestershire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.masquerademaskarts.com/memes/peculiartitle.php"&gt;Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I noticed that everyone has been showing off their tails, so FINALLY, Mom got around to getting some decent shots of mine.  My tail is docked, wirey and quite furry now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R0US-QzEk1I/AAAAAAAAAYs/f0GTFRRW8lA/s1600-h/Tails+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135531810956284754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R0US-QzEk1I/AAAAAAAAAYs/f0GTFRRW8lA/s320/Tails+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's usually up and wagging about, unless I'm scared then it's all tucked under.  Please pardon the close up of my white hairs.  I've had them since I was a puppy,guess they were just part of my gene pool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R0US-wzEk2I/AAAAAAAAAY0/MNkKJPBilSo/s1600-h/Tails+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135531819546219362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R0US-wzEk2I/AAAAAAAAAY0/MNkKJPBilSo/s320/Tails+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hope all my pals out there in blog land have a wonderful Thanksgiving.  I thank you all for your friendship which means SOOOOO much to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-5109134226440066916?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/5109134226440066916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=5109134226440066916' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/5109134226440066916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/5109134226440066916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2007/11/names-tails-and-thanks.html' title='Names, Tails and Thanks'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R0US-QzEk1I/AAAAAAAAAYs/f0GTFRRW8lA/s72-c/Tails+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-6912514573482308840</id><published>2007-11-20T22:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:02:13.463-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Putter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucy and Willow'/><title type='text'>Thank you Noah, Tess, Lucy and Willow!</title><content type='html'>I want to send out a huge THANK YOU to &lt;a href="http://leuradales.blogspot.com/"&gt;Noah, Tess, Willow and Lucy&lt;/a&gt; for giving me this wonderful award. Mom and I love blogging, but even more we love all the friends we have made along the way. Thanks guys, this means so much to us. We're literally dancing with excitement!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R0OzWwzEk0I/AAAAAAAAAYk/LhE7jQELgMs/s1600-h/Be+the+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135145203770102594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R0OzWwzEk0I/AAAAAAAAAYk/LhE7jQELgMs/s320/Be+the+blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; “This award is presented to a successful blogger, one who can “be the blog” - making it their own, staying with it, interacting with the readers, and just plain having fun.”&lt;br /&gt;I would like to pass this onto my pal &lt;a href="http://topflightputter.blogspot.com/"&gt;Putter&lt;/a&gt;. Not only is she the BEST super nanny, but she also has hilarious posts and has time to visit so many blogs. Your blog is the bestest Putter, keep up the good work!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Kirby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3733145160204628700-6912514573482308840?l=kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/feeds/6912514573482308840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3733145160204628700&amp;postID=6912514573482308840' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/6912514573482308840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3733145160204628700/posts/default/6912514573482308840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirbytheairedale.blogspot.com/2007/11/thank-you-noah-tess-lucy-and-willow.html' title='Thank you Noah, Tess, Lucy and Willow!'/><author><name>Kirby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15562132392794646578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/Rv29RXQjqDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KOrzEhE3mKI/s320/IMG_1106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZovdY_b7soo/R0OzWwzEk0I/AAAAAAAAAYk/LhE7jQELgMs/s72-c/Be+the+blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3733145160204628700.post-5303063830521241302</id><published>2007-11-18T20:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:02:15.263-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirby Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soggy Paws'/><title type='text'>Bath Time</title><content type='html'>So, Mom announced that she was going to take my DWB Christmas card photo this weekend.  After looking me over, she decided that I was in need of a bath!  Off we all went to Soggy Paws, our local self wash dog wash.  Personally, I didn't think I needed a bath, but apparently, my opinion doesn't count.  Mom also said she needed to rinse out the smokey smell I c
