tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-313833992024-03-14T05:37:45.156-07:00sweepyheavenI am a Pinoy SuperDog who lives in a place called Heaven with my Popsy Sumo, my big brother Bogart and three human keepers. You can bark out loud to me at sweepyheaven@yahoo.comsweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.comBlogger104125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-84024061957787573402009-07-15T11:19:00.001-07:002009-07-15T11:29:29.233-07:00SuperDogSweepy's New Blog<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2SkSX4o2lzlFlViWIwP1iO2pYxjmCS4B5V3fY2Vev4p3jppXuR2NhYydUm5y6X1FjPSEKim_XrOwSKA44yE7crzwjvtWhUjEgAKRO-RMhxlpFUVvX9QAIJfMOiMHiQwFUzhIT/s1600-h/000_3683.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2SkSX4o2lzlFlViWIwP1iO2pYxjmCS4B5V3fY2Vev4p3jppXuR2NhYydUm5y6X1FjPSEKim_XrOwSKA44yE7crzwjvtWhUjEgAKRO-RMhxlpFUVvX9QAIJfMOiMHiQwFUzhIT/s320/000_3683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358754233523068050" border="0" /></a><br />I know. I know. Je sais. Je sais.<br />I'm moving again.<br />Making a new bark site . . . again.<br /><br /><br />I needed to create a new one to start afresh.<br />I feel odd barking in here.<br />It felt like a hollow tomb with bad audio.<br />Besides, I needed a new look . . . again.<br /><br />Keeper went ballistic.<br />Well, I'm sorry but I can't help it<br />if I wanted a new look and a new place!<br />ForBarkingOutWhinyLOUD!<br /><br />And since yesterday was the 50th day I lost my blog and as of this minute I see no clear chances of recovering all my precious drools so I better move on . . . . do follow me furries!<br /><br />See ya at my new place!<br />Click at the title or <a href="http://superpinoydogsweepy.blogspot.com/">here</a> to get there!sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-17826904495011325772009-07-12T07:33:00.001-07:002009-07-12T07:58:55.942-07:00Drawing Dog Blues<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTXeDO4_sVUHKukIpUXEP27Z4W4W135WA74UkafCNmRAEXmHbhb3iM1wBCsIO32MAYys3ZFI6FAejiB32HRheu8bpMuEig1M3JNsNacFYHlOhV0Zyr7iLGUWp40zT8jyUbemGF/s1600-h/000_3313.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTXeDO4_sVUHKukIpUXEP27Z4W4W135WA74UkafCNmRAEXmHbhb3iM1wBCsIO32MAYys3ZFI6FAejiB32HRheu8bpMuEig1M3JNsNacFYHlOhV0Zyr7iLGUWp40zT8jyUbemGF/s320/000_3313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357585036845575458" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><br /></div>Okay, it is time for this drawing dog to get to work.<br />Hmp!<br /><br />After all, I can't hunt for intruders . . .<br />I can't even just play with them . . .<br />Well okay, if they end up dead . . .<br />is not <span style="font-style: italic;">my fault</span> but somebody . . .<br />BIG, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Black</span> and goes by the name <span style="font-style: italic;">Bogart.</span><br /><br /><br />Yup!<br />Bogart can practically KILL anybody<br />simply just by walking on it.<br />Look, he once killed Keeper's toenails<br />simply by stepping on it!<br />Keeper said it took months<br />for her little toenails to grow<br />and guess what?<br />Keeper did not even scold Bogart!<br />Bogart got a hug instead! Ugh!<br />Keeper said Bogart did not mean it<br />and said that her toenails will grow back . . .<br /><br />. . . but added with great emphasis:<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">dead intruder-thingy can not</span>.<br />I rest my case.<br /><br /><br />So where was I?<br /><br /><br />Ah, okay. . .<br />Here I am back to my numerous tasks.<br />Today I am helping Keeper<br />design her color module<br />for her kiddy art workshop.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtN9_dZLzfWDIXONGDQ4DxE0OgcKDPwrdtRs8LYqKHF0x82nAGHm7X76wJZD66z-YupGSF-bmM1vRswjqxxGwVf5Rk4oxuFNiAOug7sohFTmTXF7gtvU9HDYadn8fsbMHotutR/s1600-h/000_3312.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtN9_dZLzfWDIXONGDQ4DxE0OgcKDPwrdtRs8LYqKHF0x82nAGHm7X76wJZD66z-YupGSF-bmM1vRswjqxxGwVf5Rk4oxuFNiAOug7sohFTmTXF7gtvU9HDYadn8fsbMHotutR/s320/000_3312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357585033313028338" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Keeper can put a bowl of fruits like this<br />and she will draw this together with the kids.<br />The kids can learn the three primary colors<br />while learning to draw in quick easy steps!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkSkYi4GLP_gbyKlfqBauPv00Vk_CVg_ao26F2dWMQQluZ4BLpL6Vo98-fUFMH5FmD5obeSJQiZ0Xp7WQMtiSt03mpdiw3Wv7ChJKe0jgkO4aq2y8S1AkUWcmXpQiSbo7AJwmc/s1600-h/000_3315.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkSkYi4GLP_gbyKlfqBauPv00Vk_CVg_ao26F2dWMQQluZ4BLpL6Vo98-fUFMH5FmD5obeSJQiZ0Xp7WQMtiSt03mpdiw3Wv7ChJKe0jgkO4aq2y8S1AkUWcmXpQiSbo7AJwmc/s320/000_3315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357585035036641346" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />There.<br />Whaddya think, big B?<br /><br /><br />Bogart is a great assistant.<br />His face is perfect to rest my pastels<br />while waiting for my snacks<br />or when I take my pee break.<br /><br /><br />Keeper took a look at my drawing<br />but did not say anything.<br />Instead, she made a drawing for Bogart:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAmvNicOXcOVNZtQODJmFTsdruj4Stpbj07UW9Xiq0UYkt256P9TVUXak90TEqqVsKI6ZuDZy82vTkKaRtEIew0pgDyhIzUH8c9jyRtG6Mb2VyCWAUAG8plu0MO3gzarP0X-M3/s1600-h/000_3316.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAmvNicOXcOVNZtQODJmFTsdruj4Stpbj07UW9Xiq0UYkt256P9TVUXak90TEqqVsKI6ZuDZy82vTkKaRtEIew0pgDyhIzUH8c9jyRtG6Mb2VyCWAUAG8plu0MO3gzarP0X-M3/s320/000_3316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357585042115669938" border="0" /></a><br /><br />. . . something dark, silly and so-so.<br /><br /><br /><br />So when Keeper turned her back to get some snacks<br />I added something to her drawing . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiycYynPlb_ikWD7hWR9kjeJ8PHbI7ZifQBg1_VYz0tq_UWi_lJ8brNwmorngyESz3PSQTIi_xafDdBNb8eILVgEMgCtYieYzPo8A87ybedzr1oOvplWOQf_LQ0ag6QtNt1aANv/s1600-h/000_3321.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiycYynPlb_ikWD7hWR9kjeJ8PHbI7ZifQBg1_VYz0tq_UWi_lJ8brNwmorngyESz3PSQTIi_xafDdBNb8eILVgEMgCtYieYzPo8A87ybedzr1oOvplWOQf_LQ0ag6QtNt1aANv/s320/000_3321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357585044661443634" border="0" /></a><br /><br />. . . which means all boring, black something<br />should stay out and not look cute<br />when I am busy working!<br /><br /><br />Just one of those pesky days . . .sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-70742244068465585112009-07-08T20:16:00.001-07:002009-07-08T20:55:34.311-07:00Good Morning Keeper!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcLpP8z7ldjZvw7PweUExzs8Ix1xdOu4ZePm2LaOW9ico9hdkqlujmAPwIeGCr_2xLex_aet0vBENcMF-9W0I-pkLxrtjUnHW4vd0hK3f6pCHafjXDzg3ee9IiSkuxjuCu8x_F/s1600-h/000_3859.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcLpP8z7ldjZvw7PweUExzs8Ix1xdOu4ZePm2LaOW9ico9hdkqlujmAPwIeGCr_2xLex_aet0vBENcMF-9W0I-pkLxrtjUnHW4vd0hK3f6pCHafjXDzg3ee9IiSkuxjuCu8x_F/s320/000_3859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356299536835975298" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />As early as dawn the whole hounds in our house Heaven were barking like mad. The whole of RainbowAvenue were going crazy with our noise and we heard some people shouting at us from their houses, but we did not care. We have to wake Thy Keeper.<br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);">What Is Going On, FORBARKINGOUTFREAKINGLOUD!</span><br /><br /><br />The Other Keeper came out looking like one of those characters from TheMidnightDracula hooha and saw the BIG smile on my face.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Woof!</span><br /><br />Looky!<br /><br /><br /><br />TheOtherKeeper adjusted her myopic vision and tried to focus on what is in front of me. Her blurred eyes squinted and when she finally saw what it is, the OtherKeeper shrieked like mad! OtherKeeper called Keeper and like OtherKeeper, the myopic Keeper also went out looking like a drugged zombie and yelled:<br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >WHAT THE FREAKIN NOISE IS GOING ON. . . YIKES!</span><br /><br /><br />Keeper took a double, triple, . . . no, make that a hundred shake of her head, saw the thing in front of me and started shouting like mad!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj3dWfl0Vrls7WKmc_zc1OZEFzP0cO_C09PYm_wTlNacnvOLuOuqdI2UXPu-IH5f-SAMFc6I6CsH3BB453alLf0xGQdKbSv_2bS74iD6OdA5Ryd2OGRb2UwwJe2hTLBzQqWGQB/s1600-h/000_3857.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj3dWfl0Vrls7WKmc_zc1OZEFzP0cO_C09PYm_wTlNacnvOLuOuqdI2UXPu-IH5f-SAMFc6I6CsH3BB453alLf0xGQdKbSv_2bS74iD6OdA5Ryd2OGRb2UwwJe2hTLBzQqWGQB/s320/000_3857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356299538347326306" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">A Dead Rat!!!</span> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><br />Yikes!</span></span> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Who Killed That Thing?!?</span></span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Where did it came from???</span><br /><br /><br />Keeper looked from my satisfied face to Bogart's dopey ones and knew. OtherKeeper went to get a broom and started patting our heads while saying "good job!". . .<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3QXfFl9PoIl8oxH7EAJbeC1IixKD4Abg6IO9n8-zKMMh93VySvFEquES_jSohKT0QlxTmUxYRaoXAd2Oc4AYlsPiXWvqvVewRj-kSDaNHlBREeaQrSS26KE2XWNK042bFLFfn/s1600-h/000_3863.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3QXfFl9PoIl8oxH7EAJbeC1IixKD4Abg6IO9n8-zKMMh93VySvFEquES_jSohKT0QlxTmUxYRaoXAd2Oc4AYlsPiXWvqvVewRj-kSDaNHlBREeaQrSS26KE2XWNK042bFLFfn/s320/000_3863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356299544565666754" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Bogart kept shaking his tail and brushing his big heavy body on us. That is Bogart's gesture of affection. In law, it is considered physical injury bordering on murder. Bogart should really watch his heavy bulk and not go around brushing his crushing body on ANYBODY!<br /><br /><br />I looked at dead rat-a-tat-touille.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglddI0djMJkamsLvcWG9AucB0Aym074xluyFcXOSonBtVdTKAWV7_0kqaJ93GvJix1VW-p1JrYISt0USsyZSQy16_z8yjhLf-WSB0OC-qKGwkeToAOVgsKHVkOizn8DBs4WfTJ/s1600-h/000_3861.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglddI0djMJkamsLvcWG9AucB0Aym074xluyFcXOSonBtVdTKAWV7_0kqaJ93GvJix1VW-p1JrYISt0USsyZSQy16_z8yjhLf-WSB0OC-qKGwkeToAOVgsKHVkOizn8DBs4WfTJ/s320/000_3861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356299554609245570" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I am so pleased.<br />I knew I did a good job.<br />This rat wants to trespass and enter our kitchen.<br />That is a big NO-NO!<br />I don my SuperDog speed and went for it!<br /><br /><br />The OtherKeeper swept the rat away . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifEwVQo7c7vw60Ir8IPdS4s7YtZkT9OqH2OhpoqoUg0u7qtpboSt7x6oKL9Cvv26Tnj8QIFlApCbLsem6wqa1JFsnTUIftE-r2sldqpp7OKYHc3TdqeK9Zy8GyegQ6HdAciZnL/s1600-h/000_3865.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifEwVQo7c7vw60Ir8IPdS4s7YtZkT9OqH2OhpoqoUg0u7qtpboSt7x6oKL9Cvv26Tnj8QIFlApCbLsem6wqa1JFsnTUIftE-r2sldqpp7OKYHc3TdqeK9Zy8GyegQ6HdAciZnL/s320/000_3865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356299557808373970" border="0" /></a><br /><br />. . . while Keeper went into hiding.<br /><br />The next day, me and Bogart started howling back again.<br />The OtherKeeper woke up at dawn again and exclaimed "Not Again!"<br /><br /><br />Oh yes!<br />Again.<br />Killed Again.<br />And this time the rat's Mumsy.<br />The poor mumsy wants to get into our kitchen possibly to look for her baby rat but I nobody . . . and nobody is to enter The Kitchen!<br /><br />I showed dead mumsy rat to the OtherKeeper with great pride.<br />OtherKeeper thought it was soooooo gross that she completely censured and forbid us to show any photographs of it. What killjoy old woman!<br /><br /><br />As to Keeper, the last time I saw her, her eyes were so red and swollen from staying up all dawn watching MJ's live memorial on TV that she refused to add our conquest to her burden. What great killjoy old woman!<br /><br /><br />Someday, I will hunt the biggest trespassers in our house Heaven and Keeper will be pleased.<br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >No, I won't.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >And you won't do anything like that!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Nobody and </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">nobody</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> is killing </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">anybody</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> in Heaven!<br />Period.<br /></span><br /><br />I heard Keeper's voice barking from somewhere.<br />Darn.<br />Another SuperDog conquest . . . down the drain!<br />I think I just better go write another novel . . .sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-77466362000699004802009-07-01T20:25:00.000-07:002009-11-13T20:34:04.493-08:00A Rainy Summer Tale in Heaven . . .<span style="font-size:130%;">Bugsy and Malone</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">by Sweepy</span><br /><br /><br /><br />The story began on a freaky day.<br />It was one of those hot, rainy days . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeetL4f07nKq1lvr02pjEzxjrhi4SguxgxPYZbVEuF1yzZp21jVzD_qIweScGDmLvmBrA_f1jtu74T1mSeL3SNJoPaWhNvUgescQaY6RfGloDkI5FUV3iGuJ9_qe3wJA3v-7xj/s1600-h/000_3800.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeetL4f07nKq1lvr02pjEzxjrhi4SguxgxPYZbVEuF1yzZp21jVzD_qIweScGDmLvmBrA_f1jtu74T1mSeL3SNJoPaWhNvUgescQaY6RfGloDkI5FUV3iGuJ9_qe3wJA3v-7xj/s320/000_3800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353708079510780898" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Bugsy was bored and out of spin.<br />Bugsy looked at the blinding hot sun in one corner of the skies<br />and a coming dark, rainy clouds coming from another direction<br />and knew an impending doom is coming his way.<br /><br /><br />This is <span style="font-weight: bold;">Bugsy</span>.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt4VR5PUZAN-pJrhaW-srQ1aJhTuyI7ds-NCr_NHOy6AczhJa9H7xMe-UJZZeGbyDyDAQp7baRgGtcSMLZ_msMnkE37OZFOfhY4kkpiDHdDWaBmKnnCqVaS7iApkKrsxT9KPtz/s1600-h/000_3751.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt4VR5PUZAN-pJrhaW-srQ1aJhTuyI7ds-NCr_NHOy6AczhJa9H7xMe-UJZZeGbyDyDAQp7baRgGtcSMLZ_msMnkE37OZFOfhY4kkpiDHdDWaBmKnnCqVaS7iApkKrsxT9KPtz/s320/000_3751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353701545572463426" border="0" /></a><br /><br />He lives in a house called Heaven<br />down some street with a colorful name<br />he somehow can't remember. . .<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Sweepy: Psssst, Bugsy, the name is Rainbow.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Rainbow Avenue!</span></span><br /><br /><br />Bugsy looked around.<br />He does not see <span style="font-weight: bold;">anybody</span>.<br />He also can not see any <span style="font-weight: bold;">storyteller</span><br />much less a SuperDog meddling in his tale.<br />Nope, Bugsy is bored and out of spin.<br /><br /><br /><br />Now, this is Malone.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk5G-7ufeLni42_XlkCPdEFR0fuOifoQ-rqSGpZ_Xla1Xv-PZFKyrgFSj9_dnArpvNadsN5mhVyyrGLdebNU8Yojb7iTB2HCHESyNVow-SX3NHq8A5W7_2-OCeP4EJLcAbWmXB/s1600-h/000_3750.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk5G-7ufeLni42_XlkCPdEFR0fuOifoQ-rqSGpZ_Xla1Xv-PZFKyrgFSj9_dnArpvNadsN5mhVyyrGLdebNU8Yojb7iTB2HCHESyNVow-SX3NHq8A5W7_2-OCeP4EJLcAbWmXB/s320/000_3750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353701540350895746" border="0" /></a><br /><br />She lives in a house called Heaven<br />down a street called Rainbow Avenue.<br />Yes, Malone remembers the street very well.<br />In her past life, she came from an enlightened tribe<br />and she was known as <span style="font-weight: bold;">She-Who-Remembers </span>. . .<br /><br /><br />Malone's name rhymes with <span style="font-style: italic;">baloney</span>.<br />And it was not without some great significance.<br />Malone's great grandma would always say "baloney!"<br />every time Malone would remember<br />something from their great past<br />and the tribe thought <span style="font-style: italic;">baloney</span> sound holistic<br />and a perfect name for their gifted healer.<br />But since <span style="font-weight: bold;">SheWhoRemembers</span> is female<br />they changed <span style="font-style: italic;">Baloney</span> to Malone.<br />And that's how Malone got her name.<br />Now don't ask why there is no Y.<br /><br /><br />By some quirk of fate<br />that only happens during a freaky weather<br />Malone and Bugsy met . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPfGSGFhM51GluGfLzv5qIKbh8-LZKd98s8WC8VYnO412oiM2_L_c5Lh-UKW-Par11M2Cq6yFX0dJPv1sf1GsphKWqG6lFsXl77R-v_-P6SGYa1lElBDmWhv0lQAQlQ2aGQhQE/s1600-h/000_3752.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPfGSGFhM51GluGfLzv5qIKbh8-LZKd98s8WC8VYnO412oiM2_L_c5Lh-UKW-Par11M2Cq6yFX0dJPv1sf1GsphKWqG6lFsXl77R-v_-P6SGYa1lElBDmWhv0lQAQlQ2aGQhQE/s320/000_3752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353701549073816578" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Their eyes locked.<br />Their antennas scanned each other's data<br />which is then sent to their network<br />for verification and proper validation<br />before their clan's report were transmitted back<br />to the waiting antennas of the two strangers<br />eyeing each other in alarm and excitement!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY91T1O1WdBdjduov0-EMmQoA1ogOcaW0LRTgqrSrZvPGSJjsLrwvQijk7iQrp_7BB3r-fPe6cwhyEDTqMAG4bgOVIH634U7_1vifD7gyFc_QQojfZSzG0OXoUMKD-N9tZGfaS/s1600-h/000_3753.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY91T1O1WdBdjduov0-EMmQoA1ogOcaW0LRTgqrSrZvPGSJjsLrwvQijk7iQrp_7BB3r-fPe6cwhyEDTqMAG4bgOVIH634U7_1vifD7gyFc_QQojfZSzG0OXoUMKD-N9tZGfaS/s320/000_3753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353708085597142994" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Their opposing genes say they were a perfect pair.<br />Their clan's report also studied the possibilities<br />of a magical merger of enzymes and drools<br />and transmitted a perfect mating chance!<br /><br /><br />All these were transmitted in seconds<br />long before the era of PCs and Macs.<br />Long before some geniuses became fools<br />and started inventing spams and viruses<br />instead of rewiring DNAs to combat bad drools.<br />Long before some stupid bores invented chain mails.<br />But I'm digressing from a magical tale . . .<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqvTe_jD1Sw4GCV0RhuZTZM-yzz3Uln-0f5P6Z6RcrMRHeVQI-SoaVoITyc5OAimsCEXeALD_mPzWhvO93BNiilA5p8rTprqe6ozvL9Kg8BeECxixwQmwaClpTwwbWBy9ekIZf/s1600-h/000_3754.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqvTe_jD1Sw4GCV0RhuZTZM-yzz3Uln-0f5P6Z6RcrMRHeVQI-SoaVoITyc5OAimsCEXeALD_mPzWhvO93BNiilA5p8rTprqe6ozvL9Kg8BeECxixwQmwaClpTwwbWBy9ekIZf/s320/000_3754.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353701553231295186" border="0" /></a><br /><br />It <span style="font-style: italic;">is fate</span>.<br />Their fate.<br />Bugsy's and Malone's.<br />And their clan's fate as well.<br />It was a fate made in Heaven!<br />And it was perfect!<br /><br /><br />But Malone knew it is <span style="font-style: italic;">not</span>.<br />Only Malone knew that this is an illusion.<br />Perfect love does not always happen.<br />You don't meet the love of your life<br />in some sneaky corner<br />on a freaky day<br />with all the clan cheering on the side<br />and most especially, not documented<br />by a character with a missing blog<br />accompanied by a wimpy pillow<br />that shares his name.<br /><br /><br />Nope.<br />Malone faces the readers<br />and whispers in true shaman fashion:<br />This Is <span style="font-weight: bold;">Not Love</span>.<br />Not A Love Story.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Sorry folks.</span><br />This is all a mistake.<br />I saw all of these before.<br />My memory never falters<br />and I know that this is one of those freaky stories<br />where characters fall over each other<br />and later, when reality hits them<br />like when the weather rights itself<br />and the webs of their desires melt<br />they gaze into each other's eyes<br />and watch their broken antennas<br />and wonder "what made us do this silly stunt!"<br /><br /><br />Nope. Malone shook her head.<br />I am not going to go through with this.<br />Count me out.<br />And Malone walked out!<br /><br /><br />Now don't take my word for it.<br />Watch it in real time . . .<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzZhyWHqRdF6P7MGILsi8jrmW9pbeYOJJDZTOFfS367Qe9IrDYmt5AZCU72BhJ5Xjf_4dU3OwDGvPI' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br />. . . and so the story goes . . .<br /><br /><br />Bugsy watched his one great love reject him.<br />Reject him for no good reason other than . . .<br />She Remembered it was not meant to be.<br />Malone said she knows all conclusions to <span style="font-style: italic;">every</span> stories.<br />She said she knows theirs.<br />And because she <span style="font-style: italic;">knows </span>. . .<br />and she <span style="font-style: italic;">remembers </span>. . .<br />their fate is doomed.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDp10nmP5DLBzouUpms59PB9xNOAyjIGYG0lIkGpj0OGrHm0N4RaNYVJaBmORMVV8OqJRZg2KUdPXCjIpp0M9elDnqo-EKBqP9xkWMbdGyu08m1IWAcg2G9d0k8EdPevzzsgiW/s1600-h/000_3756.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDp10nmP5DLBzouUpms59PB9xNOAyjIGYG0lIkGpj0OGrHm0N4RaNYVJaBmORMVV8OqJRZg2KUdPXCjIpp0M9elDnqo-EKBqP9xkWMbdGyu08m1IWAcg2G9d0k8EdPevzzsgiW/s320/000_3756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353701557751533954" border="0" /></a><br /><br />. . . so Bugsy flew away . . .<br /><br /><br /><br />Now this is Weepy.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMDt9tX0Szh5BUFFowErHxMy7TLt9tuFTN9V_GctuCGh-359pcvLDwvWHsJtx9S9zDgaLa1SyXh8ADmbhcPGRJoFeGX5OflERiwjI83GGnL6axDQo50v9Gvu8hwErNLUxd1Pfa/s1600-h/000_3727.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMDt9tX0Szh5BUFFowErHxMy7TLt9tuFTN9V_GctuCGh-359pcvLDwvWHsJtx9S9zDgaLa1SyXh8ADmbhcPGRJoFeGX5OflERiwjI83GGnL6axDQo50v9Gvu8hwErNLUxd1Pfa/s320/000_3727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353708073640889490" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Weepy belongs to a SuperDog named Sweepy.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL3vpVxl0tB0s9meRSXifR6PB-QfHFa0Nz6NyiL0zCcocUn4_SE4hFcixvwpBBc7w4cwwbx-fZXKFcPVI8HJnRzgV3wKBom8rDnR3b9unWtdPYRt1bXucQNe3Q4Ga3fj6jxUAi/s1600-h/000_3555.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL3vpVxl0tB0s9meRSXifR6PB-QfHFa0Nz6NyiL0zCcocUn4_SE4hFcixvwpBBc7w4cwwbx-fZXKFcPVI8HJnRzgV3wKBom8rDnR3b9unWtdPYRt1bXucQNe3Q4Ga3fj6jxUAi/s320/000_3555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353708074872635010" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Sweepy is a male dog who lives in Heaven<br />who writes crappy stories and makes life a living hell<br />for black male hounds and singing greens plants<br />including a female pillow also named Sweepy<br />who looks exactly like him.<br />Sweepy is also a great sleeper and <span style="font-style: italic;">a sweeper</span><br />which is why he owns Weepy.<br /><br /><br />Now, Weepy has a great mission in life.<br />His task is to sweep anything that is dead,<br />dirty, dusty, and up to no good . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBeUnqtbKpl_KRvEpEQhreNKyNYdkiKmrhOQCPe4XMuate1hzndOvcEuAnl4Y1dTMxpg-Zjw0foa0soWISBJdARBQUW2Ro4EJfloRNUhRrEajA3Lj1zDudIidaq753HDc4NNhV/s1600-h/000_3728.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBeUnqtbKpl_KRvEpEQhreNKyNYdkiKmrhOQCPe4XMuate1hzndOvcEuAnl4Y1dTMxpg-Zjw0foa0soWISBJdARBQUW2Ro4EJfloRNUhRrEajA3Lj1zDudIidaq753HDc4NNhV/s320/000_3728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353708073622763650" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />And this is what Weepy saw that day:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIuj1bgObi42xL8cmfFgj7A-ijX708Xvi-7ZalJQpFkg6NNbMWpuwOzSVUtx1Rs6z2D6OvwHee7SI0yx535LsT7qomlTrIrOe1xOH6093l5_146mI3LgJ1kvJgOTOzf93ON7l8/s1600-h/000_3771.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIuj1bgObi42xL8cmfFgj7A-ijX708Xvi-7ZalJQpFkg6NNbMWpuwOzSVUtx1Rs6z2D6OvwHee7SI0yx535LsT7qomlTrIrOe1xOH6093l5_146mI3LgJ1kvJgOTOzf93ON7l8/s320/000_3771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353704224752025522" border="0" /></a><br /><br />It was Bugsy!<br />And Bugsy was lying in his own . . . drool!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNOsqm1t-3bqdGxW11tIIKxHYkTk4qBGJY9DvO0CG4XcNU8AYIU-_Yck-smU53U946SZEmc5c_H9bfLrZvKUOO3Dp2NkIySQKsi18GgXuKkqA6dV3APg84QeGAOpQj8LM9cB3r/s1600-h/000_3773.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNOsqm1t-3bqdGxW11tIIKxHYkTk4qBGJY9DvO0CG4XcNU8AYIU-_Yck-smU53U946SZEmc5c_H9bfLrZvKUOO3Dp2NkIySQKsi18GgXuKkqA6dV3APg84QeGAOpQj8LM9cB3r/s320/000_3773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353704234507738914" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Poor Bugsy!<br />He just met his fate.<br />He just met the great love of his life.<br />He was just a second of that great story<br />and suddenly it was <span style="font-style: italic;">over.</span><br />It was totally exhausting!<br />It totally did not made sense!<br />And it left him confused,<br />wanting and alone.<br />Death is the greatest relief.<br />Death claimed him totally.<br />It was Over before he even had time to mull over it.<br /><br /><br /><br />Now Weepy looked closer.<br /><br />Hmmmm . . . let me see . . .<br />Weepy checked his Vision-Mission guide:<br />Definitely dead: check!<br />not really dirty,<br />not dusty at all<br />so Weepy is not sure<br />if this thing is up to no good.<br /><br />Verdict: Weepy is Undecided.<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Yikes!</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">A dead bug!</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Where's the sweeper?</span><br /><br />The Keeper of Heaven arrived and <span style="font-style: italic;">has spoken.</span><br />It was beyond anybody's decision by now.<br />When TheKeeper speaks, it is the final word.<br /><br /><br />And without another word,<br />The Keeper immediately got Weepy and . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRo9zUsYW71UhO3CltzfuvKWXnBqZYBIsiCnejSLudxIcv_Km-FVOb7emu1zdiXlK98WIi79F-9GQw3pBf77tWRoyMxmOWefzt64SY22f7q36mZyTV6LN78vhAOtxXpBgIPiVn/s1600-h/000_3775.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRo9zUsYW71UhO3CltzfuvKWXnBqZYBIsiCnejSLudxIcv_Km-FVOb7emu1zdiXlK98WIi79F-9GQw3pBf77tWRoyMxmOWefzt64SY22f7q36mZyTV6LN78vhAOtxXpBgIPiVn/s320/000_3775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353704235138768306" border="0" /></a><br /><br />. . . swept Bugsy's dead body away . . .<br /><br /><br />. . . and deposited it in the rich, recycled earth<br />where most of Heaven's creatures lie in state.<br /><br /><br />. . . and by the light of the fading sun . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF11xZ7fqXUB0ppRocEUcnAtY3xNA5CB9oC3DBy3n8Ya4XagecKlUbTSYvXnoymobKhE7XpaNZcBHD4NLVK-hh1QuR-86jKVvYUbxxpRSrg0Avf0ni_67henQIca_u7IgZWdpM/s1600-h/000_3776.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF11xZ7fqXUB0ppRocEUcnAtY3xNA5CB9oC3DBy3n8Ya4XagecKlUbTSYvXnoymobKhE7XpaNZcBHD4NLVK-hh1QuR-86jKVvYUbxxpRSrg0Avf0ni_67henQIca_u7IgZWdpM/s320/000_3776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353704236723704034" border="0" /></a><br />casting scary, crunching shadows on dead beings<br /><br />. . . lies Bugsy.<br />Too young too forgetful.<br />A life lived to love <span style="font-style: italic;">and die</span>.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Bugsy: 2009-2009<br /><span style="font-size:100%;">May He Rest In Peace</span><br /></span><br /><br /><br />And hearing the cries of a cockroach somewhere,<br />TheKeeper stopped and looked around.<br />TheKeeper heard <span style="font-style: italic;">a voice</span> from the past.<br />The voice of a thousand whispers.<br />Possibly from ancestors long dead<br />that answers to the name SheWhoRemembers<br />who whispered that the dead bug is a lover<br />a great lover with a bad memory<br />who found but <span style="font-style: italic;">never</span> consummated<br />his only great love . . .<br />a sad ending to a great love!<br /><br /><br />TheKeeper bowed her head<br />and buried Bugsy in reverence.<br />Lighted an incense and prayed<br />for all the gods to embrace Bugsy<br />in his sad journey . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgu0OQGQSmMnrj9Uc5IB0pIgbMCNUNYlBd6cT9CMT5MKNYp9ysw_FIaV4edyhvgSZcwKd6VCxSFIYmdxlBYBCCsZ3kcf67RBs9Ptfu218Gaea6Czj16Z9XDz71WWKp0MfKsN1U/s1600-h/000_3778.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgu0OQGQSmMnrj9Uc5IB0pIgbMCNUNYlBd6cT9CMT5MKNYp9ysw_FIaV4edyhvgSZcwKd6VCxSFIYmdxlBYBCCsZ3kcf67RBs9Ptfu218Gaea6Czj16Z9XDz71WWKp0MfKsN1U/s320/000_3778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353704240139668242" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Lessons from this Drooly Tale:<br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Not all stories have happy endings.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Not all happy endings are great stories.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">But great stories are happy</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">even if the endings are not.</span><br /><br /><br />TheEnd.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Copyright, 2009 HIH</span>sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-78139155890128497542009-06-26T18:57:00.000-07:002009-06-26T20:16:03.923-07:00SuperDog Alert: AH1N1<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh925CRbz1eAuxN9HmIMyUiEVpyA2wP8xX60FyOYvTz6rY4aYJ_eKI_gOpnTMKozr6lak22gYZi7KpqRdEwMHEjqSpyD0LwS7r8C44pKNcF9KpetYJyYHaQT6hyphenhyphenYLOlB0c7lfD2/s1600-h/000_3542.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh925CRbz1eAuxN9HmIMyUiEVpyA2wP8xX60FyOYvTz6rY4aYJ_eKI_gOpnTMKozr6lak22gYZi7KpqRdEwMHEjqSpyD0LwS7r8C44pKNcF9KpetYJyYHaQT6hyphenhyphenYLOlB0c7lfD2/s320/000_3542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351834971627565042" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I almost forgot about this.<br />I should post about this last May . . .<br />BUT . . . I got missing!<br />So much for my missing blog.<br />Woof!<br /><br /><br />I already barked this to My People<br />but just so that Keeper . . .<br />who is presently walking about in a daze<br />after MichaelJ's death will be reminded.<br />Keeper felt her childhood has ended<br />when all her happy memories died<br />together with the artist who did RockWithYou!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglRa4Or_PXvtS3BBScvYOODBaOpAIPrQqJBRT0a86mx1vQpmp0BIXVraqA0zeKLGBXawMaSVcwkvbWoH60KSKFuNUqnIIJu4oVv3aRm0FhdBohDqxlo7OdKaIGUlq-SFBQ3I2K/s1600-h/000_3549.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglRa4Or_PXvtS3BBScvYOODBaOpAIPrQqJBRT0a86mx1vQpmp0BIXVraqA0zeKLGBXawMaSVcwkvbWoH60KSKFuNUqnIIJu4oVv3aRm0FhdBohDqxlo7OdKaIGUlq-SFBQ3I2K/s320/000_3549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351834986435165698" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Anydog, here's my SuperDog Flu advisory<br />for all my loveable hoomans.<br />You can't have enough of them.<br /><br /><br />The AH1N1 is not a Swine Flu.<br />The swine had flu BUT<br />it does not mean they spread it.<br /><br /><br />My BIG, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Black</span>, Brother Bogart had flu once . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVRCdYwl8KE9R4LDJETPlQM63WTWy7oVw_S32EmhJkXPhEn7dYZyfb1K_NOfokyDfSSpPIFxufSvDI24n_QtScAvO-2Nj8aKzPwfItaHPqN1PNV5sLYyJyHYNUEeIar711RwgO/s1600-h/000_3551.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVRCdYwl8KE9R4LDJETPlQM63WTWy7oVw_S32EmhJkXPhEn7dYZyfb1K_NOfokyDfSSpPIFxufSvDI24n_QtScAvO-2Nj8aKzPwfItaHPqN1PNV5sLYyJyHYNUEeIar711RwgO/s320/000_3551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351834982623420242" border="0" /></a><br /><br />and he may definitely look like a swine<br />but believe me, <span style="font-weight: bold;">that ain't no swine flu.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">So stop taking our temperatures, Keeper!</span><br />ForBarkingOutSnortingOutPigStew!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Okay</span>.<br />I can't be stressed out.<br />Stress can induce the breakdown of your immune system.<br />And when your immune system is down<br />you won't only get swine flu<br />you'll get ALL <span style="font-weight: bold;">flu strains</span><br />not to mention . . .<br />strained ears, sprained legs<br />and drained pockets.<br />Believe me or die!<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Anydawg, let me start:<br /><br /></span><br />1. AH1N1 is a new virus<br />which they say came from<br />pigs, humans and birds.<br />And Not From Dogs, take note.<br />You only get drooly kisses<br />and allergic stray furs from us<br />but that's it!<br /><br /><br />2. Humans spread it by infected droplets<br />that they spread when they spit, sneeze or cough.<br />This infected droplets expelled on air<br />may land on your unsuspecting face!!!<br />or eyes, or lips, or nose<br />and WHAM! You Got FLU!!<br /><br />OR the infected droplets<br />may land on anything<br />and stay there for hours<br />so when anybody touch that thing<br />and later touch their eyes, nose <span style="font-style: italic;">whatever</span><br />WHAM! They Got Flu!!!<br /><br /><br />3. It takes a week for an infected Human<br />to show signs or symptoms of infection.<br />By this time, TheInfectedHooman<br />may start spreading the disease<br />without knowing it! FBOL!!!<br /><br />So watch it when your hoomans<br />start looking, acting and smelling <span style="font-style: italic;">funny</span>.<br />Of course, this does not relate to Keeper<br />whose moodiness is presently caused<br />by the death of one of her heroes.<br />Okay make that <span style="font-style: italic;">two</span>.<br />Keeper's childhood included<br />music and dance by MichaelJackson<br />FarrahFawcett and TheCharlieAngels<br />not to mention SuperHeroes, etc.<br />who are all either DEAD or dying . . .<br /><br /><br /><br />So, to go back . . .<br />What can anybody do to protect themselves?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3mj3nFcuKRYWfM4kVJ-UcWXk8tm5hoinhJCDzyIcAw8EXKdtQjMfM2It7MPKs6S1lWNsi-q1j3ya0QHTFf-UXiD0p_ntG1PeLBYrYPImCR_UWvBFVrruHUwHZQReNx42goUHp/s1600-h/000_3544.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3mj3nFcuKRYWfM4kVJ-UcWXk8tm5hoinhJCDzyIcAw8EXKdtQjMfM2It7MPKs6S1lWNsi-q1j3ya0QHTFf-UXiD0p_ntG1PeLBYrYPImCR_UWvBFVrruHUwHZQReNx42goUHp/s320/000_3544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351824306458747090" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">1. Hide.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Yes.</span><br />You <span style="font-weight: bold;">stay</span> home<br />and <span style="font-weight: bold;">hide</span> from the world.<br />Don't get a life.<br />Don't get a blog.<br />Just stay <span style="font-size:85%;">low</span>.<br />Now don't say I did not <span style="font-size:130%;">warn</span> you!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZVAzq0ZdOe6OT3Jylim9I5IvvdM0WqgT0pRUKXi9vPtJvhJlXIXdR2tB6-BE0nb3JNny10soN0AZysJeFnwfEthITuw-8fWlgl5sz1z0vyLum-DHob-hwQaFP50I8cEu24MHB/s1600-h/000_3546.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZVAzq0ZdOe6OT3Jylim9I5IvvdM0WqgT0pRUKXi9vPtJvhJlXIXdR2tB6-BE0nb3JNny10soN0AZysJeFnwfEthITuw-8fWlgl5sz1z0vyLum-DHob-hwQaFP50I8cEu24MHB/s320/000_3546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351824305221522802" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">2. Watch where you dump your waste!</span><br />Don't spit anywhere!<br />Dispose of your poo and pee well.<br />Cover your mouth when you cough!<br />Cover your mouth and Not Speak at ALL!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiySpqjjrd8UahND9Drs6CvaMPMjd3wIyzvANl1PVT9KzNNz5p1pg7ETVYzzKED0PVBS_WfTpxsh94w4AZEyotCm0dgpNQ3oSTunDxscRXl3Pt3tmoPT4-cszfGCgRavM45TKA/s1600-h/000_3547.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiySpqjjrd8UahND9Drs6CvaMPMjd3wIyzvANl1PVT9KzNNz5p1pg7ETVYzzKED0PVBS_WfTpxsh94w4AZEyotCm0dgpNQ3oSTunDxscRXl3Pt3tmoPT4-cszfGCgRavM45TKA/s320/000_3547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351834977533422978" border="0" /></a><br /><br />You'll never know what you might say<br />or bark about that can piss anybody!<br /><br /><br />I SAID COVER YOUR MOUTH BOGART!!!!<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Too late.<br /></span>The black thing just cough Big Time<br />right in front of My Face.<br />Now if I get infected<br />you know where I got it.<br />Why, that swine!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">Sweepy, I covered my mouth!</span><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7E0YQKXUlGN5fHGQr-yhnHCMhIhP98WkfDXQY6GwgkNgehKyRioTc_i1dRFUTcOMUdv09u-w_7QvPDLOchC7UEXsrdhPz8r3pPr1tx9bPhyXHXG-1Ug1DpRfaeu3ws62hB_-/s1600-h/000_3556.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7E0YQKXUlGN5fHGQr-yhnHCMhIhP98WkfDXQY6GwgkNgehKyRioTc_i1dRFUTcOMUdv09u-w_7QvPDLOchC7UEXsrdhPz8r3pPr1tx9bPhyXHXG-1Ug1DpRfaeu3ws62hB_-/s320/000_3556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351824294456199858" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Uh, okay.</span><br />That looks very good.<br />You should not be able to speak<br />under Any Circumstances In It!<br />Do You Hear Me?<br />Just nod your pillow head.<br />Fine.<br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-style: italic;">I'll cover my eyes too, Sweepy! Look!</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxpsTiEmPZun-RfsaQuauYYi5qCtnfQbqSlD0kPPoLDidYYH8kEOt7zSKbvwnjcI5O6r4H1h83PmOWxShrEpeZOoygDSTrFb8dRE3egFPhUxhexW0GVUiFQ8qTYvGT_ISLBt7Y/s1600-h/000_3558.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxpsTiEmPZun-RfsaQuauYYi5qCtnfQbqSlD0kPPoLDidYYH8kEOt7zSKbvwnjcI5O6r4H1h83PmOWxShrEpeZOoygDSTrFb8dRE3egFPhUxhexW0GVUiFQ8qTYvGT_ISLBt7Y/s320/000_3558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351824300304287362" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I said cover your mouth and Stop Saying Anything!<br />No word, no pillow talk, <span style="font-size:130%;">no nothing!</span><br /><br />Oh, somebody should rescue me<br />from all these inanities!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Now where was I?</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL7SxkDGjhO6re5-4S-qcuzvKM7n09tpFC12x4Pp_pybk0XLxL5oStOnAJBA8UGPsBY06zoCIEyM3cJZKGbIDWcHMNY7RUuCBHFXRM13RYQGHhKiAcpVQxJ0Str7uRLYtK0fhT/s1600-h/000_3548.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL7SxkDGjhO6re5-4S-qcuzvKM7n09tpFC12x4Pp_pybk0XLxL5oStOnAJBA8UGPsBY06zoCIEyM3cJZKGbIDWcHMNY7RUuCBHFXRM13RYQGHhKiAcpVQxJ0Str7uRLYtK0fhT/s320/000_3548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351824293198959570" border="0" /></a><br /><br />3. And lastly, Eat Well, Sleep Well<br />and stay away from strangers!<br />Especially internet frauds, swines<br />flirty women and blah songs . . .<br /><br /><br />If you find yourself infected<br />stay home, eat well, sleep well<br />and wait for your Keeper.<br /><br />If you don't have a Keeper<br />try to reincarnate as a dog<br />in your next lifetime<br />so you can have a Keeper.<br /><br />If you are a dog<br />and does not have a Keeper<br />try to come back as a Hooman<br />in your next lifetime<br />and know why people like my Keeper<br />is feeling and looking down and out<br />when their childhood idols are gone . . .<br /><br />Either way you look at it<br />life sucks.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5MXoVwXDrtvJsUEEQugin1gP7let9qCKOqrd5-_n5yazmeZX4EAOW-i7iUTo-VOi93BhWU-g0mlTGCmKBaldVWu5T71qGzJ6Q9V0CDOqGHeQmIk-Yen_kt4InOc4-bsvzRc6u/s1600-h/000_3543.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5MXoVwXDrtvJsUEEQugin1gP7let9qCKOqrd5-_n5yazmeZX4EAOW-i7iUTo-VOi93BhWU-g0mlTGCmKBaldVWu5T71qGzJ6Q9V0CDOqGHeQmIk-Yen_kt4InOc4-bsvzRc6u/s320/000_3543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351834986574351954" border="0" /></a><br /><br />That's it.<br />My SuperDog work is done.<br />I'm off to sleep.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Hey, Bogart, where's that pillow something?</span></span>sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-19918477248836358812009-06-23T22:37:00.001-07:002009-06-24T20:44:00.319-07:00Wordless Wednesday . . . NOT<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKFTKpNjrgsGjESxw5jXfWRskrrgstQhVh5GqsNIL0W_xvftv8cgCG0q9rtK_hn2NhEvW_NrFK-8-Tr26cLfS4Be-z6v0NrlEHbBWYnAlHuwO6RsO67mCbT_TvNX26l_G04X4_/s1600-h/000_3646.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKFTKpNjrgsGjESxw5jXfWRskrrgstQhVh5GqsNIL0W_xvftv8cgCG0q9rtK_hn2NhEvW_NrFK-8-Tr26cLfS4Be-z6v0NrlEHbBWYnAlHuwO6RsO67mCbT_TvNX26l_G04X4_/s320/000_3646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350767868838689250" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Yesterday, the rains fell on a hot day.<br />It was a cool blessing.<br />Keeper was up all night praying for rains . . .<br />. . . for missing dogs Bear and Laska . . .<br />. . . and yeah, <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">for my missing blog too </span></span>. . .<br /><br /><br />. . . and then it rained!<br /><br /><br />This morning, Popsy Sumo gave a <span style="font-weight: bold;">warning</span> bark.<br />Popsy can hear a coming storm an island away!<br />Keeper said a storm named Feria is heading our way!<br /><br /><br />HolyFreakinBlastinScaryStormy!<br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Did you pray for a storm too, Keeper?!?</span><br /><br /><br />Oh, you'll never know what that old lady's prayers can be!<br />I sat beside my big, black brother Bogart in cool disgust.<br />Well, at least, I can rage in cooler weather.<br />Well, at least, I have a warm rug<br />and a warm big black thing beside me<br />to keep me company and stay warm.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvewpLdIkUuG-f0CrlbtALeWcRQrx2UyrqELhMzeVo3gxBlvluTuGkUVntbFMMA0Gil4FxIph5A-jVPhPb3CywusQF7JuNgHzjiItL_vV3wviVNQRTyCJapVA2KVNdjEqpOwX0/s1600-h/000_3656.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvewpLdIkUuG-f0CrlbtALeWcRQrx2UyrqELhMzeVo3gxBlvluTuGkUVntbFMMA0Gil4FxIph5A-jVPhPb3CywusQF7JuNgHzjiItL_vV3wviVNQRTyCJapVA2KVNdjEqpOwX0/s320/000_3656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350767873065419874" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Hey! WOOF! WHAT IS THIS!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWRamE98DaEuPQ-5OOzbMLKJpZlj_xGn9Ugf3tr7cleuE_uFCe0F60w2Sqxoum3SDW4y5Nlj12GnupBMJGASDnnsvpg8SWqnV6Fbor7IIv0349lzQp3rKR0CKnETJMmvsTQ4-z/s1600-h/000_3657.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWRamE98DaEuPQ-5OOzbMLKJpZlj_xGn9Ugf3tr7cleuE_uFCe0F60w2Sqxoum3SDW4y5Nlj12GnupBMJGASDnnsvpg8SWqnV6Fbor7IIv0349lzQp3rKR0CKnETJMmvsTQ4-z/s320/000_3657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350767873579199730" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Bogart, I think we are having floods INSIDE HEAVEN!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1wqNy4OFsFa1DiBIR3NrggDmjNI7KkQYOsupp3a-CWn0MuJtr51M9W6fLmdFMpPXT5pFKtdUwBRWroxjukB89PwgX0zHDmH3RYOlM8aVcP1CJiNPsDTJl2kmtKmYYJ3zuqHeK/s1600-h/000_3661.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1wqNy4OFsFa1DiBIR3NrggDmjNI7KkQYOsupp3a-CWn0MuJtr51M9W6fLmdFMpPXT5pFKtdUwBRWroxjukB89PwgX0zHDmH3RYOlM8aVcP1CJiNPsDTJl2kmtKmYYJ3zuqHeK/s320/000_3661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350767879715010178" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Methinks we should move out!<br />Where is Keeper???<br /><br /><br />This storm Feria might be strong.<br />Classes were suspended and school is out!<br />Keeper's workshop has been canceled!<br />Our weekly bath has been canceled!<br />Keeper said we might get wet anyway!<br />Everything is CANCELED.<br />My Life Is Drooly Over.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi4Qb2-zu4gerxXBW3ySdceRVrGnA6oQ56yQrpFF0x5X2DelGhmtX0zZOHA4zDX2aZRkQEOgqIXOTInHrHgLdqcUjCr7FsySL3xOqfQaIYlOef4T2BTxkWbyNwxrnKFrQ3PRCF/s1600-h/000_3688.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi4Qb2-zu4gerxXBW3ySdceRVrGnA6oQ56yQrpFF0x5X2DelGhmtX0zZOHA4zDX2aZRkQEOgqIXOTInHrHgLdqcUjCr7FsySL3xOqfQaIYlOef4T2BTxkWbyNwxrnKFrQ3PRCF/s320/000_3688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350767882235225490" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Okay, that's it.<br />I am canceling Wordless Wednesday.<br />Go bark out loud and pray for everybody<br />. . . and everydawg's safety!!!<br /><br /><br />Keeper!!!!<br /><br /><br /><br />Woof Update! June 25, 2009<br />Storm Feria is now moving out of my country! Thanks for all your prayers! Me and the hounds can now sleep peacefully without Keeper running back and forth packing our stuff and praying.sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-77204097877454903872009-06-22T10:58:00.000-07:002009-06-23T22:37:07.650-07:00Whatever happened to . . . your Girlfriends?I am still missing my furever GF <a href="http://cookiethestoopid.blogspot.com/">Cookie</a>.<br />She probably kept going to my <a href="http://sweepyinheaven.blogspot.com/">missing site</a><br />and not finding it probably thought I'm gone.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Life sucks.</span><br /><br /><br />Well, last month, one of my hooman gurlfriends Elizabeth celebrated her 7th birthday with a swimming party. Elizabeth was the youngest of my 7 hooman girlfriends. I would love to go swimming with her! I would love to attend her party . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuFon4jRPVLpepe31g7tcbS7E_WJhWNo1MxULD0Dv6BZ75yeYlF7gbBTLAhKlxdmv6qUwmg6qg0gqLA81NtWxCUUVbFMn3_7WU2XVP9kIUqfrBoCF1xvQwjmsH_vb7-n4J2Oc-/s1600-h/000_2987.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuFon4jRPVLpepe31g7tcbS7E_WJhWNo1MxULD0Dv6BZ75yeYlF7gbBTLAhKlxdmv6qUwmg6qg0gqLA81NtWxCUUVbFMn3_7WU2XVP9kIUqfrBoCF1xvQwjmsH_vb7-n4J2Oc-/s320/000_2987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350218643970436914" border="0" /></a><br /><br />. . . but I WAS MISSING!<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Oh, how life sucks!</span><br /><br /><br /><br />But Elizabeth sent me this:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguyf2uLzpTyImoCYZDobwOYjq3S3NWi40sW8_uNfDlVm-QuCcDISBCuyxq2f68A7XbIejXUUUXAi7b-W4QE_NDj0QwZBvIx0mXa0fiB7ZPAL7iUnQVaSy6Guk6tPH86lUHfefh/s1600-h/000_2991.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguyf2uLzpTyImoCYZDobwOYjq3S3NWi40sW8_uNfDlVm-QuCcDISBCuyxq2f68A7XbIejXUUUXAi7b-W4QE_NDj0QwZBvIx0mXa0fiB7ZPAL7iUnQVaSy6Guk6tPH86lUHfefh/s320/000_2991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350218649317657778" border="0" /></a><br /><br />It is a Pen!<br />It is her <span style="font-style: italic;">thank you </span>giveaway gift<br />for everyone who went to her party!<br />Elizabeth sent me a gift even if I WAS NOT THERE!<br />Oh, bless this thoughtful and beautiful young girl!<br /><br /><br />And last month . . .<br />I also received this:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjjzkml4e22uFgHa0c6OZVQ3CCcesSqm6ZY-pv4nU8CH6jO0Tuz_UWzHVXq3IR7uO94swzVcViujPRb6C2-i53U7IAySJ_ChbbMgiA_DXkuBoTgBrHS_JBpE9NIE2IwLBDR6EJ/s1600-h/000_3167.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjjzkml4e22uFgHa0c6OZVQ3CCcesSqm6ZY-pv4nU8CH6jO0Tuz_UWzHVXq3IR7uO94swzVcViujPRb6C2-i53U7IAySJ_ChbbMgiA_DXkuBoTgBrHS_JBpE9NIE2IwLBDR6EJ/s320/000_3167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350218653512788434" border="0" /></a><br /><br />It is my <span style="font-style: italic;">other</span> hooman girlfriend Michelline<br />and her poster for her new <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.michellinesyjuco.com">site</a>!<br />Check it out furries and drool!<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">So, whatever happened to your Popsy Sumo?</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMUsGo43_c65U72PwsSpGW_U0KJ1fkCjl-3M0pWLwiEgQsVeQ67XHgNQAGohU48U-W6bxQDizo2uNW4ImLNGyBwzT_wphyVeT-FvbUQrl0aujHWKWs3ntGfblhsbsQq5yO9aWP/s1600-h/000_3122.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMUsGo43_c65U72PwsSpGW_U0KJ1fkCjl-3M0pWLwiEgQsVeQ67XHgNQAGohU48U-W6bxQDizo2uNW4ImLNGyBwzT_wphyVeT-FvbUQrl0aujHWKWs3ntGfblhsbsQq5yO9aWP/s320/000_3122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350218658204371250" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">There.</span><br />My Alfafa (Alpha-Papa) SUMO.<br />As dark as ever.<br />The last time I looked<br />he seems busy sniffing out<br />people coming and going<br />in our house Heaven<br />looking for treats!<br />Happy Fat . . . Father's Day!<br />Popsy still barks in Pilipino<br />with English translations by Bogart.<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And Bogart?</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig_KE3QOrFA66IiNEEOCt1tkcQ8ared9yqkHrmwJRfdKKCHSgev_8JeZto2-rsjY9mTXi7CMRmKGR7vsLgCDaTVBgGYBBplABrRDDZLZDy00jYH1Q3KLy82fKRzgVN51BTcNP3/s1600-h/000_3564.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig_KE3QOrFA66IiNEEOCt1tkcQ8ared9yqkHrmwJRfdKKCHSgev_8JeZto2-rsjY9mTXi7CMRmKGR7vsLgCDaTVBgGYBBplABrRDDZLZDy00jYH1Q3KLy82fKRzgVN51BTcNP3/s320/000_3564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350223512359939010" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">There.</span><br />There goes my big black bro.<br />And put in Sweepy <span style="font-style: italic;">de pillow</span> too.<br />She loves to snuggle between us.<br />I am sure it is her way of bullying me.<br />But Keeper said No Fighting,<br />so I said let her be.<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">So how's Yvon?</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlVv9fx5A3b_jq85QNeoV6E4MX-SYp0dz1RKXgnSAHhyphenhyphenKV16USPnRHzCoWQE_OtHRWCTySCBtX9OjVV_IQ-Ld921Pu2m4Cs-MwiV-rV5iXXeUNP89YU39BrdFLyGMRk8OCll_e/s1600-h/000_3501.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlVv9fx5A3b_jq85QNeoV6E4MX-SYp0dz1RKXgnSAHhyphenhyphenKV16USPnRHzCoWQE_OtHRWCTySCBtX9OjVV_IQ-Ld921Pu2m4Cs-MwiV-rV5iXXeUNP89YU39BrdFLyGMRk8OCll_e/s320/000_3501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350223507085129522" border="0" /></a><br /><br />There.<br />Still brimming with her tempting but forbidden fruits!<br />Keeper kept making all sorts of delight EVERY WEEK!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhCHzY0y-Q_ly4X0VX7BL2O1ARReNRF-V71qTRX33soZmFcbMyx2hyVje_2XQB1ynSZmMBu_0CsI2hfAzTtgzCiC9zHRazq1BGugONywuGz3FNNOVoBANp4S0bllJt2AHGnXDU/s1600-h/000_3226.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhCHzY0y-Q_ly4X0VX7BL2O1ARReNRF-V71qTRX33soZmFcbMyx2hyVje_2XQB1ynSZmMBu_0CsI2hfAzTtgzCiC9zHRazq1BGugONywuGz3FNNOVoBANp4S0bllJt2AHGnXDU/s320/000_3226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350223517801835730" border="0" /></a><br /><br />. . . which I'm sure will give her diabetes<br />not to mention good and bad cholesterol<br />not to mention good and bad yearning drools<br />from most of us who are not allowed to eat avocados.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Life sucks.</span><br /><br /><br />On ordinary days<br />Keeper would just arrange these tempting fruits . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJNWMUogeuWaPwoq2NttWAP31TKAHz8QIcqTpU3u9jhQDdMNCj0hMexkV_EwJmNOW6zzPqGFvh_UH0xeJxhxRNK6Mfo8xtJlrUBz3t-Y6Dswmzjp3bzeM0PNe27baL2UeG7osb/s1600-h/000_3204.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJNWMUogeuWaPwoq2NttWAP31TKAHz8QIcqTpU3u9jhQDdMNCj0hMexkV_EwJmNOW6zzPqGFvh_UH0xeJxhxRNK6Mfo8xtJlrUBz3t-Y6Dswmzjp3bzeM0PNe27baL2UeG7osb/s320/000_3204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350218661453411474" border="0" /></a><br /><br />. . . until they are ripe for her sweet tooth.<br />I am sure Keeper wants to make a sculpture mobile<br />or a mixed media installation out of them<br />but she realized it is best EATEN.<br /><br /><br />Chicky, our chico tree, still delights with her fruits<br />that flowers and bear fruits All Year Round.<br />The fruits around us seem to like the hot-rainy weather<br />that even the neighbor's santol tree bears fruit!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQmXIPtcNB4jWWaPRtOVrWwRLN1wz0lNGKUXXfjFX5O7dEsdfq6LMojyiVuB7TdxOSK9wEFjQ2SjP4FhhobFxFFm517rhobFl8ypBLfzBqiQmb6OaC3q38SaAZZ8eWYiyZNlEQ/s1600-h/000_3502.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQmXIPtcNB4jWWaPRtOVrWwRLN1wz0lNGKUXXfjFX5O7dEsdfq6LMojyiVuB7TdxOSK9wEFjQ2SjP4FhhobFxFFm517rhobFl8ypBLfzBqiQmb6OaC3q38SaAZZ8eWYiyZNlEQ/s320/000_3502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350223509849468178" border="0" /></a><br /><br />These are the santol fruits that TheOtherKeeper got from Heaven's roof the other day. My job is to keep watch over all these harvests until the hoomans get down from<span style="font-style: italic;"> de</span> roof!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYspWsqnRXQFomiLj4dtes8BTTdnY9iBXkdsIneJcbC4AgiOu_Iri3-_t-5PAMac6IlFKfDDuk_ps0yV5jlyxd0gSonne79HO9boBxVrk8_GMc-0Kvn0Gj-_uNYYUlZCLn-yE4/s1600-h/000_3503.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYspWsqnRXQFomiLj4dtes8BTTdnY9iBXkdsIneJcbC4AgiOu_Iri3-_t-5PAMac6IlFKfDDuk_ps0yV5jlyxd0gSonne79HO9boBxVrk8_GMc-0Kvn0Gj-_uNYYUlZCLn-yE4/s320/000_3503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350223508521014722" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Hmmm, <span style="font-style: italic;">de</span> sack smells of earth.<br />Of sun's heat and bird's poo.<br />Oh, <span style="font-style: italic;">I love summer!</span><br /><br /><br />And since it is June now<br />when the sun is out in full glory<br />and the faeries are out dancing<br />for good harvest and happy drools<br />singing their Summer Solstice chants . . .<br /><br />So I went and consulted them about my missing friend Cocoa. Cocoa has been missing since March when he escaped from their house in Paranaque. I wrote about it in my missing blog. But since my blog is out, go and read the <a href="http://showbizandstyle.inquirer.net/lifestyle/lifestyle/view/20090530-207997/Waiting-for-Cocoa">article </a>that Cocoa's owner Kat wrote<a href="http://showbizandstyle.inquirer.net/lifestyle/lifestyle/view/20090530-207997/Waiting-for-Cocoa"> </a>in the newspaper about Cocoa. I do not personally know Cocoa but he is one of the many animals missing and lost that sought our help.<br /><br />My psychic friends scanned Cocoa's photograph and things this June and said that Cocoa was taken by a woman somewhere in Paranaque (a city near Manila). Cocoa is sick and dying and locked in a cage. We kept a lighted candle to soothe Cocoa's dying spirit and for his abductors to release or return him back to his owners!<br /><br />And now JB's <a href="http://jbssmallworld.blogspot.com/">Bear</a> is missing! Bear is caught in his human's conflict so again I lighted another candle to surround Bear's ex-Dad to help him <span style="font-style: italic;">see</span> the light and for his worried Mom to <span style="font-style: italic;">feel</span> the healing light.<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And before I woofy forget . . .</span><br />I received several gifts and packages <span style="font-weight: bold;">without notes</span> last May. Keeper tried to check the addresses but can not locate the sender's name. If you sent me anything by mail last month please know that I enjoyed all your gifts (and Keeper enjoyed the presents sent to her too!) and we would like you to know that we highly appreciate your thoughtfulness. I would love to give you drooly kisses and furry hugs . . . except that I have no freakin' idea who you are!<br /><br /><br />Oh, missing notes.<br />Missing my blog.<br />Missing my Cookie.<br />Missing my life!sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-65937983725539122512009-06-14T21:50:00.000-07:002009-06-14T22:22:04.701-07:00Whatever Happened To . . . Sweepy II?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE8MpbSLEZ9pzUr6nXaBIE9IcVRW2XVCQOdDclHmH_7jdvowrEgF4z7PN_dxLtcY1BmMinY_yEfQ48zUaAlxGxkKfYvOo3i1ljMeuKkbpp33-uTgFSuGF-EPglXikztk_95J4_/s1600-h/000_2999.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE8MpbSLEZ9pzUr6nXaBIE9IcVRW2XVCQOdDclHmH_7jdvowrEgF4z7PN_dxLtcY1BmMinY_yEfQ48zUaAlxGxkKfYvOo3i1ljMeuKkbpp33-uTgFSuGF-EPglXikztk_95J4_/s320/000_2999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347417143356096498" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Oh, you mean this cutey pillow thingy?<br /><br /><br /><br />Now you see this is the problem when your blog gets missing. You develop some sort of amnesia. You forget the sequence of your drooly life. You forget where you left off. You forget you were left out. You forget you have a life. You simply . . . FORGET. Period.<br /><br /><br />And the problem about resurrecting the past, or going back to the past . . . as in <span style="font-style: italic;">writing</span> in your old dusty blog site. . . and barking in the pages of your past . . . where you still hear the murmurs of your drooly past . . . is like being inside a tomb. You hear yourself barking too loud. Your barking reverberates like the ghost of drooly past. It makes all my dry furs stand up together with my drooly tail. What surreal nightmare on a sunny-windy-hot-rainy-day!<br /><br /><br />And before I go insane being in this 'alternative site' . . . let me turn back my dusty memory to that date sometime in May before I lost my blog . . . when a Sweepy-wannabe-pillow arrived in Heaven together with a lot of gifts from strangers (more about this next time).<br /><br /><br />KeeperLui had a heart-to-heart, . . . er, pillow-to-pillow, . . . er, pillow talk with this Sweepy wannabe last month . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxTTSqGvFAyjW1FjwkuQdplC393bigaf1S9ub5Xa5UUredCGZxa5BRpkwiRVloBCG8NP_dIEJiJu6pdW1ZhWm5IdVNHEWk5FpeCCJhrlFWFKFE5ORv6zhnXJ2gN0bsve_ls-U6/s1600-h/000_3008.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxTTSqGvFAyjW1FjwkuQdplC393bigaf1S9ub5Xa5UUredCGZxa5BRpkwiRVloBCG8NP_dIEJiJu6pdW1ZhWm5IdVNHEWk5FpeCCJhrlFWFKFE5ORv6zhnXJ2gN0bsve_ls-U6/s320/000_3008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347417155057117586" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Let me clear this out: I am <span style="font-weight: bold;">Not</span> Jealous of Sweepy de II. Keeper is <span style="font-weight: bold;">Not</span> Replacing Me with Sweepy2. And Sweepy de Second is <span style="font-weight: bold;">Not</span> the reason I lost my blog. For barking out loud, the thing is just a pillow! And even if she (yes, <span style="font-style: italic;">the thing</span> is a She!) looks like me . . . and even if she sleeps with Keeper . . . I still remain de SuperDog in Heaven. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Please note de caps.</span><br /><br /><br />So. Keeper got <span style="font-style: italic;">us</span> together.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik2mHygy_klROPYRO3ML7yv6QoN8sZZVM8wXubpCLEd72-oQAPOxNljb9kAtG102VqY98h5JmKCO2CNTcPH421D-WNcIdQlwtgOOmXWEULg-QB3aMkhEbDv1xJPMRrBpm2XeBc/s1600-h/000_3001.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik2mHygy_klROPYRO3ML7yv6QoN8sZZVM8wXubpCLEd72-oQAPOxNljb9kAtG102VqY98h5JmKCO2CNTcPH421D-WNcIdQlwtgOOmXWEULg-QB3aMkhEbDv1xJPMRrBpm2XeBc/s320/000_3001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347417148521556514" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Keeper simply stated "No Fighting In Heaven"<br />And that is Keeper's <span style="font-style: italic;">sacred law</span>.<br />Nobody violates it unless you want to hear Keeper's whining all day.<br /><br /><br />Well, I don't.<br />Keeper also has other cruel torture devices:<br />hysterical tears,<br />non-stop talking at 25,000 words a minute . . .<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">you get the drift.</span><br /><br /><br /><br />So I face Sweepy pillow . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1rIIMOrr_fClTPjc-71xH79ir9aKQGvmPBPhBTDW_dTvb7FyIgB4BvqdI7rGtY3B4zPLHxUkKwtAU5MpVl44jWFFzL5xGHLJOKtPtTvwlnlwSt963Mney7rG22YkO0qYvAhPw/s1600-h/000_2992.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1rIIMOrr_fClTPjc-71xH79ir9aKQGvmPBPhBTDW_dTvb7FyIgB4BvqdI7rGtY3B4zPLHxUkKwtAU5MpVl44jWFFzL5xGHLJOKtPtTvwlnlwSt963Mney7rG22YkO0qYvAhPw/s320/000_2992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347417149977904450" border="0" /></a><br /><br />. . . and we kissed and decided to live in harmony!<br /><br /><br />Cutey, freaky melodious and rockin' rollin' pact.<br />The type that can put to shame any team-building hoo-ha.<br /><br /><br />And for all that magnanimity<br />this is what this SuperDog got:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZEqtOLdBDlcJxlF_EG4BxofO7uLlFX4lz-Cst1h1HBeDeHkyTl-1539QUxqHfjLyGYD-0Ixg1zb2xH9jCo_JidIWH2U-ePfOT-HODF5H7vZ71QWtgkbBEvSA3m_ugatHIqGXC/s1600-h/000_3000.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZEqtOLdBDlcJxlF_EG4BxofO7uLlFX4lz-Cst1h1HBeDeHkyTl-1539QUxqHfjLyGYD-0Ixg1zb2xH9jCo_JidIWH2U-ePfOT-HODF5H7vZ71QWtgkbBEvSA3m_ugatHIqGXC/s320/000_3000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347417153621158738" border="0" /></a><br /><br />. . . a Hug<br />and a gallon of crunchy treats.<br /><br /><br /><br />And all of these events happened sometime in May<br />when Sweepy was still . . . <span style="font-style: italic;">in</span> Heaven.sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-27567984183048796982009-06-07T03:13:00.000-07:002009-06-07T03:13:00.651-07:00Sleepy Sunday . . .<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwyjRGzogluJRuP6epvVQTdIEwXSrengx3fLKJvEKJR415RyfAoRdgRtmNAsE-wETYGfLohegHQeHTPrl3c_Ehq2plf0_tiaSkPhngJUv1CAm6ppCzQ0Fzh3BmgMBMJjqfksZg/s1600-h/000_3211.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwyjRGzogluJRuP6epvVQTdIEwXSrengx3fLKJvEKJR415RyfAoRdgRtmNAsE-wETYGfLohegHQeHTPrl3c_Ehq2plf0_tiaSkPhngJUv1CAm6ppCzQ0Fzh3BmgMBMJjqfksZg/s320/000_3211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344484000891444178" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />After all that drawing it is time<br />for some Big Time Nap.<br />All day snoring and drooling<br />with short breaks for meals and pee time.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Sh7o9rhYiEhqYy8rpqIKh20XCfFhATdVWv7Pa9YLIZ0tj4rgU_L3k1IXhZBlsMmF5T7c87LEUT9yf__hp7REhpgi2AHpDHYAKF78yjav715dO8aRVfzLTzTdex0nkdH2iflQ/s1600-h/000_3209.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Sh7o9rhYiEhqYy8rpqIKh20XCfFhATdVWv7Pa9YLIZ0tj4rgU_L3k1IXhZBlsMmF5T7c87LEUT9yf__hp7REhpgi2AHpDHYAKF78yjav715dO8aRVfzLTzTdex0nkdH2iflQ/s320/000_3209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344483996951232546" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Look, when you see Popsy Sumo snoring like that<br />you have no choice but do the same.<br />The weather is hot, then windy,<br />then cloudy, then rainy,<br />then hot again, then rainy . . .<br />you really have to sleep it off!<br /><br /><br />Yeah.<br />I am sleeping in Bogart's house.<br />I love sleeping in my house<br />but I also love sneaking in bigB's house<br />and snoring in his nice-smelling pillows!<br /><br /><br />So where did Bogart sleep?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSsl_A5StuwiIAQ8mjsZqLPTTZGofwgTXHrquorwQSlBnjZrhS1YA1BD_tobxsVhf4j1Ew4jog7-M1cjizFUrhyphenhyphenwiQXVTMbGPKYKXB2sWdT0DxS7RXdCZCWwjYIZ2b3h6vbfV1/s1600-h/000_3216.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSsl_A5StuwiIAQ8mjsZqLPTTZGofwgTXHrquorwQSlBnjZrhS1YA1BD_tobxsVhf4j1Ew4jog7-M1cjizFUrhyphenhyphenwiQXVTMbGPKYKXB2sWdT0DxS7RXdCZCWwjYIZ2b3h6vbfV1/s320/000_3216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344484002897056418" border="0" /></a><br /><br />There. Under Popsy Sumo's house.<br />Well, he tried to do that<br />but his bulky self won't fit in!<br />Hoo-ha!<br /><br /><br />Bogart does not want to sleep<br />in other people, <span style="font-style: italic;">er</span>, other dog's house<br />so he just patiently waits<br />until I finish <span style="font-style: italic;">my</span> nap and leave<br />before he can return to his house.<br /><br /><br />Nap time is my favorite.<br />So will you stop looking<br />and leave me alone to sleep<br />in my big, black, brother's house!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqAZ3eCwV9fR2DsQcDzE0rKO4s04Num9S_dfRLDKQNNgzgXGAgVSWesNXBrUYTeU7u75-FPNBiZysJ9mMf4BjYoWRUSsN3PbHyEx9uF3k07axf05ffxeRqQM0UMcbOw_7LSJ82/s1600-h/000_3219.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqAZ3eCwV9fR2DsQcDzE0rKO4s04Num9S_dfRLDKQNNgzgXGAgVSWesNXBrUYTeU7u75-FPNBiZysJ9mMf4BjYoWRUSsN3PbHyEx9uF3k07axf05ffxeRqQM0UMcbOw_7LSJ82/s320/000_3219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344484006828103874" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Woof!<br />You can't take a nap around here<br />without somebody looking over you!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPz85S0GYN9Pi0fIUaUX8f2CTS0rOvQamLM9X-L193mX264jiyMjtiw3TzlbVPEH1z0NNcz4HX1ATzCo7n10vxlbiEuyUeS3PqZN15XzpC6mEFt6jbOK9RQzaRyAxkNd0xKKUB/s1600-h/000_3220.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPz85S0GYN9Pi0fIUaUX8f2CTS0rOvQamLM9X-L193mX264jiyMjtiw3TzlbVPEH1z0NNcz4HX1ATzCo7n10vxlbiEuyUeS3PqZN15XzpC6mEFt6jbOK9RQzaRyAxkNd0xKKUB/s320/000_3220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344484008025805650" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">. . . rock a bye, baby</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">on a tree top</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">when the wind blows</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">the cradle will stop</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">when the bough breaks</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">the cradle will fall</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">and down will come baby</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">cradle and all . . .</span><br /><br /><br />Oh, for SINGING <span style="font-size:130%;">OUT </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">LOUD</span><br />freaky children's rhyme thingy!<br /><br />Now, whoever wrote and sang that thing<br />must be sued and kept in the slammer<br />FOR LIFE!<br /><br /><br />Please no singing silly sleep songs . . .<br />NytyNyt . . .sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-10622475217870575042009-06-06T23:31:00.000-07:002009-06-07T00:09:27.537-07:00Drawing Day!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="www.drawingday.org"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 125px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi57XGzAlO_Ga-PVQVabv92NZ54BxyIuWYhIekiBPKBIl4uu-Q0aOwMmUlxg3G5xqg2I5TbiUhbxvcdxtbGcyYEIpkxFEpvHRGLRTEfK68SC3uwlX1ediB-x1NLCjXentffLXWs/s320/125x125_drawingday2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344473919980507186" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span>. . . and I did!<br /><br /><br />Woof! I almost did not made it to this Big Event this year. Today is the worldwide Drawing Day where 1 million drawings will be posted all over the world! I have to wake Keeper up early but she has to prepare our meals<span style="font-style: italic;">, kiss Bogart,</span> clean our house, <span style="font-style: italic;">kiss Bogart</span>, sweep all our falling furs all over our house Heaven, <span style="font-style: italic;">kiss Bogart</span> and before you know it, Keeper is <span style="font-weight: bold;">dead tired</span>!<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Keeper?!?</span><br /><br />You really should not kiss my big, black, brother Bogart all day. It can really make you tired. Not to mention dizzy and crazy with all that black furs. I am sure your nose is filled with Bogart's black furs that even the A1H1N1 virus won't be able to get through! Freakin' possibility!<br /><br /><br />Keeper! <span style="font-weight: bold;">Get up! </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Today is Drawing Day!</span><br /><br /><br />Keeper got up like crazy.<br />She rushed to get her workshop apron while I rush to don my drool kerchief. I have to set aside my dark mood and death-defying howling all week so I can do my drawing and be part of the Great Illustrators all over the world! I am after all A Drawing Dog!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjew4hZJbMIWqfrpfA0J2UE2jPtBO4wHD1JQQkTsconAVHXDw2O6N-htKPIGaYFVrJCvI4Mb5cmjxAyHcEPNaqarkiGKg8fdUbaKoa4BWt62oJrxb1fBFQoMmtfHKrjgiy0FSZf/s1600-h/000_3233.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjew4hZJbMIWqfrpfA0J2UE2jPtBO4wHD1JQQkTsconAVHXDw2O6N-htKPIGaYFVrJCvI4Mb5cmjxAyHcEPNaqarkiGKg8fdUbaKoa4BWt62oJrxb1fBFQoMmtfHKrjgiy0FSZf/s320/000_3233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344473920820159442" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We have to work fast.<br />We only have thirty minutes to do it.<br />By midnight it is all over!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">My Drawing Day Folio:</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIC1gqVpioTVRcbQ1OWWBAYWQmpOnavtxXlzlyxGFAsW0HOZtnqNSC37Qf6aP50WxgP5ekaY8TTcQSHj5S3OWoYtqgIVwMlF9B_i7tjFjNc6CIwxk8TuaL2OIu1YEb_Zous8OR/s1600-h/000_3247.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIC1gqVpioTVRcbQ1OWWBAYWQmpOnavtxXlzlyxGFAsW0HOZtnqNSC37Qf6aP50WxgP5ekaY8TTcQSHj5S3OWoYtqgIVwMlF9B_i7tjFjNc6CIwxk8TuaL2OIu1YEb_Zous8OR/s320/000_3247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344473922846468290" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This is my warm-up doodles.<br />Keeper loves this exercise she calls 'windows.'<br />You create little windows and fill it with stuff<br />that identifies with you.<br /><br />It is like a window<br />looking into your drooly world!<br /><br />Yeah.<br />So mine is<br />my drooly <span style="font-weight: bold;">face,</span><br />a <span style="font-weight: bold;">bone</span> representing 'treats'<br />a <span style="font-weight: bold;">heart </span>for ma cherie GF<br />and if you look closely<br />I made a cookie drawing<br />to represent, who else,<br />my furever love Cookie!<br /><br />Of course, I included my fave <span style="font-weight: bold;">Sun-God</span>,<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">flowers</span> which all the hounds love,<br />our beautiful <span style="font-weight: bold;">trees</span> Yvon and Chicky,<br />my food <span style="font-weight: bold;">bowl</span>, my <span style="font-weight: bold;">Moon</span> guide,<br />my <span style="font-weight: bold;">pillows</span> and fur brush,<br />my <span style="font-weight: bold;">toys</span>, the <span style="font-weight: bold;">black hounds</span>,<br />and <span style="font-weight: bold;">Star</span> . . . <span style="font-style: italic;">representing</span> Keeper.<br /><br />If you put them all together<br />you get a picture of who I am!<br />You just took a peek at My Windows!<br /><br /><br />There.<br />I am so energized now.<br />I can now put together<br />a better drawing in color now!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ZDXSOLTQwfytEz47s4p8_5pDd8zIc-Cvk6pFoTA-mp0JcJ2IbotZUN4ztAvcF4KGk9fZQGSxOaBEzra-QVoZI2EeeGXY4ljy6LhbOBpkHciUBUPuz_hcY3xyet8t2z4SwMGq/s1600-h/000_3250.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ZDXSOLTQwfytEz47s4p8_5pDd8zIc-Cvk6pFoTA-mp0JcJ2IbotZUN4ztAvcF4KGk9fZQGSxOaBEzra-QVoZI2EeeGXY4ljy6LhbOBpkHciUBUPuz_hcY3xyet8t2z4SwMGq/s320/000_3250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344473908203474770" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This is the Hounds In Heaven portrait.<br />I did not include Popsy Sumo and Keeper.<br />I do not have time . . .<br /><br />I want to paint but I don't have time.<br />I want to do a mixed media work<br />using recycled materials<br />but again, I do not have time!<br /><br />I really should have started drawing in the morning!<br /><br /><br />And this . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKXweRjzNMpQF-I0uzihtZ6nDWsGoijfP2VcXxJwateVqx4oOyItysq_h8GfE7jCnFGXhLH-BmBDcaKEyssQ_vKILN3y-f7NBeamnhGgRKwv7zkrzeRqOQ6L-_3G_7-BRrUpgj/s1600-h/000_3246.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKXweRjzNMpQF-I0uzihtZ6nDWsGoijfP2VcXxJwateVqx4oOyItysq_h8GfE7jCnFGXhLH-BmBDcaKEyssQ_vKILN3y-f7NBeamnhGgRKwv7zkrzeRqOQ6L-_3G_7-BRrUpgj/s320/000_3246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344473910657774690" border="0" /></a><br /><br />. . . is Keeper's drawing of me.<br />Keeper said I am sweepy, sweety,<br />clingy and totally <span style="font-weight: bold;">dark</span>.<br /><br /><br />Woof.<br />Pretty, drooly crazy<br />but again, maybe she's right.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">. . . did we get 1 million drawings yet?</span>sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-32151262985759812852009-05-31T22:10:00.001-07:002009-05-31T23:34:24.246-07:00I'm Drooly Back . . .But Not For Long!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgYt61xn_kNKJh3J-h6l-mDVGVK1jBpBmvIj6nM0avdwM76xJDGrSieUu7w-IduQHoab87hnKqg4Vg7XivREfQJfKM0u_RYkgRhPZJknwjHCNcsb9K2NJhMt6iKpaPgvDnSo1n/s1600-h/000_3053.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgYt61xn_kNKJh3J-h6l-mDVGVK1jBpBmvIj6nM0avdwM76xJDGrSieUu7w-IduQHoab87hnKqg4Vg7XivREfQJfKM0u_RYkgRhPZJknwjHCNcsb9K2NJhMt6iKpaPgvDnSo1n/s320/000_3053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342224691316824770" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I know you are directed to my old blog space. . . .<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5VRhNyfLG8q3ZtLuLnZnkcmnCugGep305CLly2FBHWqPWE9nCiARlj79Z7j_TwKmvwTP5xRfCSFZPiON5RNZMyNOOMkJWNAbbNp_xsvpLiDI892lQALFujIbUktFoISFCEFpD/s1600-h/000_3058.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5VRhNyfLG8q3ZtLuLnZnkcmnCugGep305CLly2FBHWqPWE9nCiARlj79Z7j_TwKmvwTP5xRfCSFZPiON5RNZMyNOOMkJWNAbbNp_xsvpLiDI892lQALFujIbUktFoISFCEFpD/s320/000_3058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342224694033226722" border="0" /></a><br /><br />. . . and I know I'm barking like crazy<br />for the last few weeks of May. . .<br /><br /><br />. . . wondering . . .<br /><br /><br />. . . waiting . . .<br /><br /><br />. . . and practically annoying . . .<br /><br /><br />all the hounds in heaven . . .<br /><br /><br />simply because my <a href="http://sweepyinheaven.blogspot.com/">blog</a> was <span style="font-weight: bold;">removed</span>!!!!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbRDaAuiCSkQHsCytSE9eCN_7EeG7A2MrGdJa-wmcuXVXFqq921wD7hGWJdp5K7lUak3nwdOXdg-GT4htwcfaT6mvtCoh9KofzN8IHlieoc7U_0M0vG1naJIIjNWs4cjYL9eXS/s1600-h/000_3056.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbRDaAuiCSkQHsCytSE9eCN_7EeG7A2MrGdJa-wmcuXVXFqq921wD7hGWJdp5K7lUak3nwdOXdg-GT4htwcfaT6mvtCoh9KofzN8IHlieoc7U_0M0vG1naJIIjNWs4cjYL9eXS/s320/000_3056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342224701012154178" border="0" /></a><br /><br />HolyFreakin<span style="font-weight: bold;">Blastin</span>Woofy<span style="font-style: italic;">Whatever</span>!!!!<br /><br /><br />Read My Drool, Spammer:<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">You Can Not Remove My Blog!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I Am A SuperDog!</span><br />I Have Nothing <span style="font-weight: bold;">Obscene</span> In My Site . . .<br /><br /><br />. . . yeah, <span style="font-style: italic;">well </span>. . .<br /><br /><br />except for my big, black, alfafa (alpha-papa) Sumo's drool<br />and my big, black, brother Bogart's farting . . .<br /><br /><br />my site is COMPLETELY . . .<br /><br /><br />DROOLY <span style="font-size:130%;">KID FRIENDLY</span><br /><br /><br />FOR<span style="font-weight: bold;">BARKING</span><span style="font-size:130%;">OUT</span><span style="font-size:180%;">LOUD</span>!!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMpRJWhUo2fJuZ4RBmT5psFUbpcwMWYx69oK-uQqYrglFahGq1w3MSApa1xycUmwENCMVjy-jC-GdUEqtGQG3OrApVY8rlyCecrbJf2v8OcaFIgbNEulcY78DT848NedTOroIf/s1600-h/000_3055.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMpRJWhUo2fJuZ4RBmT5psFUbpcwMWYx69oK-uQqYrglFahGq1w3MSApa1xycUmwENCMVjy-jC-GdUEqtGQG3OrApVY8rlyCecrbJf2v8OcaFIgbNEulcY78DT848NedTOroIf/s320/000_3055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342224702321401714" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I <span style="font-weight: bold;">WANT </span><span style="font-size:180%;">MY BLOG </span><span style="font-size:130%;">BACK</span>!!!<br /><br /><br /><br />And before I lost all sense of rhyme and reason<br />I will be in this forsaken place<br />until I get it back.<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Somebody </span>. . . <span style="font-size:78%;">help! woof! helpy! woof!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">After Some Drooly Snacks . . .</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br />I'm Back, Part 2<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">Yeah, Ok, I'm back.<br />I thought you might want to be updated<br />with what's happening with me<br />while my blog's disappearance is being solved.<br /><br /><br />Keeper tried to sew.<br />But since she can't, she decided to <span style="font-style: italic;">not </span>sew<br />and instead created this . . .<br /><br /></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnCVT9SojACJtJyTsfd7Q7BN5GSEWhnhW-w4ctjdR6re0CGL46bV9saoZ7FmRB_8GY5jD1wyeBb7s2d8WOPoHbiXMhIEujEdMXpLT2XIkFnHnYuHpgwteTdHcyaxWaLuJsunA4/s1600-h/000_3073.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnCVT9SojACJtJyTsfd7Q7BN5GSEWhnhW-w4ctjdR6re0CGL46bV9saoZ7FmRB_8GY5jD1wyeBb7s2d8WOPoHbiXMhIEujEdMXpLT2XIkFnHnYuHpgwteTdHcyaxWaLuJsunA4/s320/000_3073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342242286133727234" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />. . . without sewing.<br />Don't ask why<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">or how</span><br />but woof!<br />Keeper made me a drool kerchief<br />without using needles and threads.<br /><br /><br />It's called Sew No More.<br />It's also called Stupid Something.<br />Woofy freaky.<br /><br /></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfaGF73dNiiG__eAwke7QhLkTvYEMWU-os09T9SxbnqkPzt-SczCbLWAS-HkShnKOleWhukNr5-nHXDXOvFv7PfLF3kkPX_uO3B3yzxX9NZ1fLXu1Wqv7Q5mvXubX-Mg3P81pt/s1600-h/000_3067.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfaGF73dNiiG__eAwke7QhLkTvYEMWU-os09T9SxbnqkPzt-SczCbLWAS-HkShnKOleWhukNr5-nHXDXOvFv7PfLF3kkPX_uO3B3yzxX9NZ1fLXu1Wqv7Q5mvXubX-Mg3P81pt/s320/000_3067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342242291048137138" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />I mean here I am<br />fuming, barking, drooly MAD<br />and there was Keeper<br />busy trying to make another<br />disaster creation<br />when all she should be doing<br />is to go and <span style="font-weight: bold;">fix my blog</span>!<br /><br />ForBarkingOutFreakyLOUD!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Sorry, but I am NOT a nerd techie.</span><br /><br /><br />But I thought you are a techy-witchy, Keeper!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Not a twit.</span><br /><br /><br />Anyway, she finished my bib<br />er, my drool kerchief . . .<br />and smiled like she created the universe!<br />Keeper was soooo satisfied with it!<br /><br /><br />Well, it does serve a purpose:<br /><br /></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWn2MKmUgriDt-lM6JV1qhRLUL4EUuTstAGdfk7xqnHbhCvv74ocEg6C9rQdMKvtprhulzKDRFth1qSxvq0BwvUyK4Hb39Dm-M75-S4saIfVwHmqMsRpEre0YQXD7MyROSUbr4/s1600-h/000_3060.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWn2MKmUgriDt-lM6JV1qhRLUL4EUuTstAGdfk7xqnHbhCvv74ocEg6C9rQdMKvtprhulzKDRFth1qSxvq0BwvUyK4Hb39Dm-M75-S4saIfVwHmqMsRpEre0YQXD7MyROSUbr4/s320/000_3060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342242295386368450" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />I can drool and pant all day . . .<br /><br />I can sneeze and bark all hours . . .<br /><br />. . . and I can whine at Bogart BIG TIME . . .<br /><br /></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd1qCzNa1rQWmnZZUfLQFyCE2DvJstV6dZp7qnZZWGIvUIa6jy_ZTh7Ka_L-dZB0WIw3PkGSC8qhNNSbYoRrVVBPo2uav15ThaKQP_T79uLHYaEeKjcHFs55U_EogMA06A0L0b/s1600-h/000_3069.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd1qCzNa1rQWmnZZUfLQFyCE2DvJstV6dZp7qnZZWGIvUIa6jy_ZTh7Ka_L-dZB0WIw3PkGSC8qhNNSbYoRrVVBPo2uav15ThaKQP_T79uLHYaEeKjcHFs55U_EogMA06A0L0b/s320/000_3069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342242300484840274" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />and the silly thing makes everything<br />neat, cool and cute.<br />Just like a cupcake.<br />Neat as a teacup.<br />Cute as a teabomb!<br /><br /><br />and meantime, Sweepy2 . . .<br /></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNGThT9uht2tyjYurBqzk0FlaEOi1cQB35QCPkQE97bOiFM-N__Iq3T63UwXYU3WJI5ShWKSx_CsdHRjZiq9-LyCS0hBC7mVdyyKSA7EqM2Z3s1uHnXlQWbVhQkLt5GAx64cvp/s1600-h/000_2948.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNGThT9uht2tyjYurBqzk0FlaEOi1cQB35QCPkQE97bOiFM-N__Iq3T63UwXYU3WJI5ShWKSx_CsdHRjZiq9-LyCS0hBC7mVdyyKSA7EqM2Z3s1uHnXlQWbVhQkLt5GAx64cvp/s320/000_2948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342242305379657778" border="0" /></a><br /><br />. . . is out cuddling with Bogart . . .<br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br />Now will somebody please FIX my blog?<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Please?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span><br /><br /></span>sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-90969076903939225372008-04-06T21:16:00.000-07:002008-04-06T21:32:49.962-07:00My Mission Impossible. . . is to keep watch over my popsy Sumo.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5cpOvql5xQj4XBtoQ8XzjNuNkljz1kWbziU8s2S3MDzxdWB6deJTIcYDY9D5KD_BjS3Qolb-J6OuPjFDFVj3xb80w0IZ2DigED3-oKeaxehDIMD3cGg7LhCvKOwQpxZMgtIxq/s1600-h/000_3370.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5cpOvql5xQj4XBtoQ8XzjNuNkljz1kWbziU8s2S3MDzxdWB6deJTIcYDY9D5KD_BjS3Qolb-J6OuPjFDFVj3xb80w0IZ2DigED3-oKeaxehDIMD3cGg7LhCvKOwQpxZMgtIxq/s400/000_3370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186353907033102466" border="0" /></a><br />And this time I am on top of the job!<br /><br /><br />However, after holding our usual official SuperDog pose in front of our camera freak Keeper, we stretch out, yawn, and whine for munchies. Sorry but we can not hold on to that serious pose for too long because of the blasting heat!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-dz1U6zJES8Hqy4NJuf4wnPQ_K4fE04mR-3F8yFVe_843BdbhI9N23-rHc__qa5qZF3t3ZLr66wUjt5sZQuXUgY1jKRRz4wqBIj1r7QUAajVcD9l_NkdLapIvON8j_FNe0Zjl/s1600-h/000_3371.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-dz1U6zJES8Hqy4NJuf4wnPQ_K4fE04mR-3F8yFVe_843BdbhI9N23-rHc__qa5qZF3t3ZLr66wUjt5sZQuXUgY1jKRRz4wqBIj1r7QUAajVcD9l_NkdLapIvON8j_FNe0Zjl/s400/000_3371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186353911328069778" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />I won't pretend that I am not bored to my wits with this WatchDog chore. And yet I do this every freaking day! Don't ask why I have to do this since my popsy is pretty OK after his recent home check-up with our two new lady vets Doctors Fe and Miriam, who thinks I am "cute", by the way . . . my popsy is, I think, I'm sure, <span style="font-style: italic;">officially</span> out of that depression thing. Whatever.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwDjVjfavmL2GOUvqPiUepdAing_l__Eep_dbYPBebZwlaIO885MuL4OLmU7-85cyeYa2A8wYq7BibkvY-SUk4PHOBJylvtvdjR8UevwjE9AUfazXoAa8LwdAwNRRMe9MVzvI1/s1600-h/000_3372.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwDjVjfavmL2GOUvqPiUepdAing_l__Eep_dbYPBebZwlaIO885MuL4OLmU7-85cyeYa2A8wYq7BibkvY-SUk4PHOBJylvtvdjR8UevwjE9AUfazXoAa8LwdAwNRRMe9MVzvI1/s400/000_3372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186353911328069794" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />I should rejoice like Keeper but this 34 degrees blasting heat in Heaven has given me skin allergies (dry, itchy skin) from too much washing, I suspect, but I have no choice. I have to take at least TWO baths every week or I'll dehydrate in this freaky weather. . .<br /><br /><br />Hmmm, maybe I should include this global warming to my SuperDog agenda . . .sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-86834171662258231382008-04-01T12:41:00.000-07:002008-04-01T13:12:41.744-07:00SuperDog Update<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA4Ln67odQxGbfAenis6REgqhCbPnWX7k896ijGDXCHtsITVCqz8gXllJdbz50QLJWBrAYXkU3vQKUuzyxsOgUGmMxn6IZsod49SQ67gOUK_zgR1PtPFAdqUEMIuNkrYvh45E9/s1600-h/000_3268.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA4Ln67odQxGbfAenis6REgqhCbPnWX7k896ijGDXCHtsITVCqz8gXllJdbz50QLJWBrAYXkU3vQKUuzyxsOgUGmMxn6IZsod49SQ67gOUK_zgR1PtPFAdqUEMIuNkrYvh45E9/s400/000_3268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184366385147074658" border="0" /></a><br />I am Sumo reporting for duty.<br />I may still be recuperating from the heartbreak of losing my great love Pica but I am still the AlphaDog and I still do a very keen job of looking around Heaven and watching my family, even if most of the time it is my grown-up puppies, Bogart and Sweepy, who is looking after me.<br /><br /><br />In one of my great walks around Rainbow Avenue, I looked around and watched the quiet scene. RainbowAve has been quiet after the Holy Week with less stray and roaming dogs except the ones owned by a neighbor several houses away. No matter how many times Keeper would call their attention, the people in this house would often neglect to close their gate when they go out and their black dog would often come in and out and this dog would practically spends his day strolling down Rainbow and trying to mate another dog owned by the storekeeper down the road, eating trash scattered by roaming dogs and possibly catching some virus and passing it on to his human keepers! Serves them right.<br /><br /><br />Keeper is quite busy since the start of the year so she was not able to update the community leaders about it. She is working on it this week.<br /><br /><br />Meanwhile, Rainbow has some new developments: the Meralco guys started repairing the street posts. They seemed eager to do this after they were forced to turn off some streetlights some years back after the past local leader failed to settle our town's huge electric bill! After having dark streets for years and exposing the community to robbers and all, our new Mayor took the responsibility of clearing the electric bill issue so we now have well-lighted streets since last year!<br /><br /><br />The efficient Mayor Cataquiz also updated the garbage collection so our garbage are collected practically everyday! Keeper said the good Mayor also cleared the town's major streets of illegal vendors in coordination with the MMDA. See what good leadership can bring you! I just hope the good Mayor will soon realized that the people he delegated to oversee the implementation of the Animal Welfare Act is SLEEPING ON THE JOB! For barking out loud! Wait till Keeper submits her report, Mayor!<br /><br /><br />In the meantime, Sweepy and Bogart goes barking like crazy in the other blogsite while keeping watch over me and Heaven. They sure make a good pair. Such great hounds. My best pups. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZaLzroyzMNXmqK412sBNn4m2JrbTC6eSas8kdLdrbimI8TzIe5BIp0ow1VSL4hQdhRW3GIECvA9FwApJSLaEBYcY2wBG8xcveLOXwUznVUIn5u545_eHaqleGp95Gy93Nxm2R/s1600-h/000_3198.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 199px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZaLzroyzMNXmqK412sBNn4m2JrbTC6eSas8kdLdrbimI8TzIe5BIp0ow1VSL4hQdhRW3GIECvA9FwApJSLaEBYcY2wBG8xcveLOXwUznVUIn5u545_eHaqleGp95Gy93Nxm2R/s400/000_3198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184366389442041970" border="0" /></a>They have taken over my job while I am recuperating. Someday, I'll find time to play and cuddle with them. Soon, when I get well and the weather is not too freaking hot for play. See you soon!<br /><br /><br />Sumo,<br />The SuperDog too!sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-2048834714569575862008-03-11T14:14:00.000-07:002008-03-11T14:32:10.495-07:00Pica's Gone!My SuperDog exploits has come to a full stop when my mumsy Pica was put to sleep last March 3 in Heaven. She developed tumors in her mouth which we thought was just an ordinary swelling. We never knew that the funny bump on her jaw can make life difficult for all of us. My heroic efforts went pfft. I felt helpless and useless. Of what use is a SuperDog if I can not save my own mumsy?<br /><br /><br />Now, no one can ever wear her crown as the Queen in Heaven and in our hearts. Even if I try to charm my way and wear her crown, I can never take her place. Life in Heaven will never be the same without my mumsy.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg__tFgXpav25iKlgfzkWjESrV1j-HxBK3QcXLnJ6QDQAXOqv8WVOfSGDayaGyDaAgkJ0eKEtiT0ExMqv-SvlWujP8apnpXqXRZvITEYxb3hdoRcblDWQcA64BGFlbAZXRGT7E/s1600-h/000_2112.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg__tFgXpav25iKlgfzkWjESrV1j-HxBK3QcXLnJ6QDQAXOqv8WVOfSGDayaGyDaAgkJ0eKEtiT0ExMqv-SvlWujP8apnpXqXRZvITEYxb3hdoRcblDWQcA64BGFlbAZXRGT7E/s320/000_2112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176598324485034914" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />But I'm a brave hound. Mumsy said so. Keeper would always tell me so. Bogart, even with his dopey face, would grudgingly nod his head and tell me so too. So I will be brave and I will make my mumsy proud of me.<br /><br /><br />For now, I will cry and demand hugs and kisses from Keeper and Bogart. Sumo is not well and is having medication. He is totally heartbroken. I don't think I will demand anything from him. For now. . .<br /><br /><br />Goodbye, Mumsy Pica. Fly free and prepare our place over the rainbow bridge. We will meet there again and we will be together again. . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuhsT0N1M2689oMjsu3KQoikzWlxTLM7waYY-v9SYFsRSAfMdFa7YjVpCbfbnSZWgVat4ariReYrq6DwilxCArGFwJXDjpoUAa3poArBRRLZPA6Cbbwbx3L4UhL-RM_NKWlYd3/s1600-h/000_2116.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuhsT0N1M2689oMjsu3KQoikzWlxTLM7waYY-v9SYFsRSAfMdFa7YjVpCbfbnSZWgVat4ariReYrq6DwilxCArGFwJXDjpoUAa3poArBRRLZPA6Cbbwbx3L4UhL-RM_NKWlYd3/s320/000_2116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176598281535361938" border="0" /></a><br />In loving memory:<br />Pica: January 1991 to March 2008sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-13964949619073509562008-02-06T12:38:00.000-08:002008-02-06T12:57:11.907-08:00Waiting for Gaucho!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiQKD2nsMChjcRkMwmElgMh1sxQfdDdAR_ZIwWka1ldgzZ1k2o2vnfV0Xyi3wBS3ezwv6cKBJMBYdrZyJmtDmlUBbRvXbUcc0NKONAF8PK933lwIikiVRBeDtXpGtCe8K6ZCl2/s1600-h/000_2722.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiQKD2nsMChjcRkMwmElgMh1sxQfdDdAR_ZIwWka1ldgzZ1k2o2vnfV0Xyi3wBS3ezwv6cKBJMBYdrZyJmtDmlUBbRvXbUcc0NKONAF8PK933lwIikiVRBeDtXpGtCe8K6ZCl2/s320/000_2722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163973276892768098" border="0" /></a><br />. . . duh, where is Gaucho?<br />We're supposed to attend his paw-ty.<br />Woof! Popsy Sumo, what are we going to do?<br /><br /><br /><br />We're supposed to wait.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRKP-yigCCVQoRpne-MiNGO3IxYOM7Aah9Ch1z1zXc4DAct1oQ2f9-TjyJNXs7DgGRGoN3bbRw2nLR9_1xofukYmGZ6DV-v6R701fOL3txRoB93NtRR_4Am_Ol7-9xhh49numA/s1600-h/000_2716.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRKP-yigCCVQoRpne-MiNGO3IxYOM7Aah9Ch1z1zXc4DAct1oQ2f9-TjyJNXs7DgGRGoN3bbRw2nLR9_1xofukYmGZ6DV-v6R701fOL3txRoB93NtRR_4Am_Ol7-9xhh49numA/s320/000_2716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163973285482702706" border="0" /></a><br />Hold your drool and wait.<br /><br /><br /><br />Oh, I knew it!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaDGqiJSk1refeH6cV0R9biiBWJck9-w1MIvkGpE9A5Gc6uRHbQCDr4BSnF7UWb-wk1rXu_Ls7l6Js64KcxIEDbUyVQOniVU3FgCtcDeJKLqtCNmKSqx6sZa4_moZIsf-7q1VR/s1600-h/000_2739.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaDGqiJSk1refeH6cV0R9biiBWJck9-w1MIvkGpE9A5Gc6uRHbQCDr4BSnF7UWb-wk1rXu_Ls7l6Js64KcxIEDbUyVQOniVU3FgCtcDeJKLqtCNmKSqx6sZa4_moZIsf-7q1VR/s320/000_2739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163973319842441122" border="0" /></a><br />We're soooooo sloooooow . . .oooow<br />I think the paw-ty started without us!<br />but we're going to wait. . . .<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ3BwhnNGkpqnF-02lf-TT3KKI2l755z9_NIwIRhIRu4dDL3yg7h5athXUdepLy0jJ25A1r5Abc-LYXgb7-JDJd2xvxKuti3y2oiFG9etUJP04NIGhyphenhyphenxbCBHJjC3ik0VRl3djd/s1600-h/000_2743.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ3BwhnNGkpqnF-02lf-TT3KKI2l755z9_NIwIRhIRu4dDL3yg7h5athXUdepLy0jJ25A1r5Abc-LYXgb7-JDJd2xvxKuti3y2oiFG9etUJP04NIGhyphenhyphenxbCBHJjC3ik0VRl3djd/s320/000_2743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163973311252506514" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Duh?<br />Ok, we'll wait.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKLtoVo3BqEQUVjLoChi5rSe5nvfja_yukJ-vdPipp8-GdzSj9O5AuZEai3zHhKuzBAYqs6mQ9unWqMN4ZAg1hhBhU2LfafseSyJEqLxLKN5uekD1n0agcYJvJntFmgxCMrvDP/s1600-h/000_2752.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKLtoVo3BqEQUVjLoChi5rSe5nvfja_yukJ-vdPipp8-GdzSj9O5AuZEai3zHhKuzBAYqs6mQ9unWqMN4ZAg1hhBhU2LfafseSyJEqLxLKN5uekD1n0agcYJvJntFmgxCMrvDP/s320/000_2752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163973294072637314" border="0" /></a>sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-2660022266369908362008-02-04T12:26:00.000-08:002008-02-04T12:51:02.192-08:00Super Watchdogs<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSJUcc9HMViatnylZQcsceKGfZ3fFrpsEcSwW0j5MLvTo1oBcAyBSWuIqcyJYbCIW7ZISCh_XZBYdsp2dBgr97HD9F0WilI_CpGKzY3_n2azR4QPEyBCa2yl34F9OHkDnRWsA7/s1600-h/000_2272.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSJUcc9HMViatnylZQcsceKGfZ3fFrpsEcSwW0j5MLvTo1oBcAyBSWuIqcyJYbCIW7ZISCh_XZBYdsp2dBgr97HD9F0WilI_CpGKzY3_n2azR4QPEyBCa2yl34F9OHkDnRWsA7/s320/000_2272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163229070729520914" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Since Christmas I keep watch over Heaven<br />while my pups Bogart and Sweepy<br />goes barking at our new site<br />ok, here is the link -<br /><br />http://sweepyinheaven.blogspot.com/<br /><br />Sweepy's new blahs are there<br />so I'm holding the fort here for now.<br /><br /><br />It is not easy being a watchdog<br />and in this country where I live<br />we are mostly called "Bantay"<br />which means "to guard" . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrRQSZ6y1LzwRcu82bCQLVRCi8fco1UBCBARyzKTPD2xEf4yVHuwQ32CJ3tVv2zDhOBn9eIrCAgwSoJxXSg7rRX28OCQuykp4V22I7WaHopwRYxrY-o4BNHAJwovkV3byHAZxw/s1600-h/000_2268.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrRQSZ6y1LzwRcu82bCQLVRCi8fco1UBCBARyzKTPD2xEf4yVHuwQ32CJ3tVv2zDhOBn9eIrCAgwSoJxXSg7rRX28OCQuykp4V22I7WaHopwRYxrY-o4BNHAJwovkV3byHAZxw/s320/000_2268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163229075024488226" border="0" /></a><br />Heaven is pretty secure<br />but I'm not sure about RainbowAve.<br />Those passers-by who oogle at us<br />look pretty suspicious to me<br />with their smiling faces<br />and their cooing voices<br />I mean I don't know them<br />so back-off!<br /><br /><br />And so I run back and forth<br />listening for anything<br />and barking at everyone<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi89oXQf_mxGSN5wVO5jfdURmEqZwwdnfFKtqLYIWdVCNBHzM-Qv-q38L2X-YgvFT_LyTlekVwTo08zL19pkkj_K9pzlcdPzjb-Zpj2CUYYqGqGqwh_ltbhI8KLpfyK7_fHaI6z/s1600-h/000_2276.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi89oXQf_mxGSN5wVO5jfdURmEqZwwdnfFKtqLYIWdVCNBHzM-Qv-q38L2X-YgvFT_LyTlekVwTo08zL19pkkj_K9pzlcdPzjb-Zpj2CUYYqGqGqwh_ltbhI8KLpfyK7_fHaI6z/s320/000_2276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163229083614422834" border="0" /></a><br />until Pica barks back at me<br />for being too noisy<br />and disrupting her sleep<br />which takes all day!<br /><br /><br />Bogart keeps watch at the back<br />and his goofy face can scare you<br />when you turn the corners<br />so watch it!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwRfXpZoDM0TKuHm0vX30XY2C1LnXW6yEaA-ToxAFVFmVsB7ySXlKnvmwcy1uZ0fH5INzec2KbkMczM_U_2ky7cPkN1fGWbTr19uCbBvbNloY9PNdq5AfEpV5jVx2DkERGJZos/s1600-h/000_2664.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwRfXpZoDM0TKuHm0vX30XY2C1LnXW6yEaA-ToxAFVFmVsB7ySXlKnvmwcy1uZ0fH5INzec2KbkMczM_U_2ky7cPkN1fGWbTr19uCbBvbNloY9PNdq5AfEpV5jVx2DkERGJZos/s320/000_2664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163229087909390146" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />And here comes Sweepy!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCYrY9_sMTfyb7kfi5DRYdFu3Pl4s83tw_sZWd7umlGFDSAS6NAemb6Oq4DWVcu_-DX8uBgQGby3YWIwlCXIdSZBn46VlF-seYX21fuJz-44VoNzzgyB33jYHafFkml5Kc1EOI/s1600-h/000_2666.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCYrY9_sMTfyb7kfi5DRYdFu3Pl4s83tw_sZWd7umlGFDSAS6NAemb6Oq4DWVcu_-DX8uBgQGby3YWIwlCXIdSZBn46VlF-seYX21fuJz-44VoNzzgyB33jYHafFkml5Kc1EOI/s320/000_2666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163229139448997714" border="0" /></a><br />Now where did this sneaky thing come from?<br />Oh, from the other site.<br /><br />Ok, I'm off duty for now.<br />Check out RainbowAve<br />and keep watch my pups<br />while I go hit for some nap!sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-66568821226941891112008-01-27T10:21:00.000-08:002008-01-27T10:39:41.023-08:00Nope, nothing's going on yet!. . . we interrupt this SuperDog something<br />for some very important reminders . . .<br /><br /><br />Ahem, er my big bro Bogart has something to say.<br /><br /><br />What do you mean if he has anything to say?<br /><br /><br />Of course, he has something to say!<br /><br /><br />Ok, big B, BARK it loud, for barking out loud!<br /><br /><br />BOGART:<br /><br />Duh?<br />Oh!<br />Yeah I have something to say.<br />Why are they here?<br />Oh, for SuperDog projek!<br /><br />Sorry to disappoint you guys.<br />Read my drool: Nada.<br />Nothing is happening to SuperS.<br />At least not in this page.<br />Nada.<br /><br />I suggest you go to the other site.<br />We're doing a feng shui reading<br />for the coming New Year there.<br />(Hullo, check the DWB bonezone!)<br /><br />What do you mean the New Year celebration is over?<br />It is never over. Ever.<br />Feb.6 is the new New Year.<br />Last year, there was Samhain New Year.<br />Then there's Dec. 31 blasting New Year.<br />And now, there's Feb. 6, or could it be the 8th?<br />Geez, I can't remember now . . .<br /><br />But all I can remember<br />and all I really need to say<br />is that this new New Year<br />is the -<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Year of the Mouse<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh72_YK60th3B61RKqidC5d4nflD5To_etFxSCNdNO_AM-O3_9b-5F-j0CpyTyCuP-EFgW1JolZMpKDIWNXBVgtbWJJgWwO4WOkPM4Pj_iBn9bXs0FEW2C2_9SPBrQTNvPC_R0s/s1600-h/000_2634.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh72_YK60th3B61RKqidC5d4nflD5To_etFxSCNdNO_AM-O3_9b-5F-j0CpyTyCuP-EFgW1JolZMpKDIWNXBVgtbWJJgWwO4WOkPM4Pj_iBn9bXs0FEW2C2_9SPBrQTNvPC_R0s/s320/000_2634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160226154150209282" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Happy New Mouse!<br /><br /><br /></span></div>sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-42887410884069273602008-01-11T13:12:00.000-08:002008-01-11T14:39:48.631-08:00Operation: Finding BeauI interrupt my SuperDog project update<br />to give way to another urgent issue:<br />the houndsinheaven have joined hundreds<br />in working to find our stolen friend BEAU.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh09gmBCIzpH3UgyakmC0fp5Xs7Y6VLTXrCT-1CPZoSMhq3uog1FxdvUEVSrtwZRkxA6hIvOftKsKpAz4FWWC7xkIaKaUxv9mDZ-QIoYpusNKkec1ii1zpplZJPaLOGS5hqfBln/s1600-h/beaupolaroid.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh09gmBCIzpH3UgyakmC0fp5Xs7Y6VLTXrCT-1CPZoSMhq3uog1FxdvUEVSrtwZRkxA6hIvOftKsKpAz4FWWC7xkIaKaUxv9mDZ-QIoYpusNKkec1ii1zpplZJPaLOGS5hqfBln/s320/beaupolaroid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154333753218901586" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Beau was stolen on July 1, 2003.<br />Beau is a purebred English Setters.<br />Beau was stolen inside a private, secured property in Guanaba, Australia.<br />Beau is microchipped.<br />Beau's keeper Susan has posted flyers, advertised in all newspapers and Canine Control Council throughout Australia, contacted breeders, clubs, trainers, groomers, petshops, primary and secondary schools, media outlets, internet sites, and even posted a reward of $10,000.<br /><br />To know more about him, please check out his site:<br />www.findingbeau.com<br /><br /><br />And so, the houndsinheaven now dons our helmets together with the DWBs all over the world as we accept our mission papers. . .<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvGwln-ksE0zO8iFwM65hqllP24wTY2dUVQ7hFet4IxE_plc4VG2E4wJxwojz7aJsF2tZotfZxLzN8GE-XdxakLEXYTHKInoiiZjN8CBc_oiRKq402Rqk-C4EHYG9nSnFND3lG/s1600-h/s3.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvGwln-ksE0zO8iFwM65hqllP24wTY2dUVQ7hFet4IxE_plc4VG2E4wJxwojz7aJsF2tZotfZxLzN8GE-XdxakLEXYTHKInoiiZjN8CBc_oiRKq402Rqk-C4EHYG9nSnFND3lG/s320/s3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154333766103803506" border="0" /></a><br />My popsy Sumo still looks down and around RainbowAve in case Beau might be sighted. For barking out loud! Popsy, I doubt if Beau will ever get to our shores! But it does not matter, Sumo calls Keeper's attention when he sees roaming and stray dogs down Rainbow Avenue. Who knows these dogs might be lost like Beau and their keepers might be looking for them . . .<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNN8mHAGLXGFpmVidryBC8wmMhULWXtjf39peqvulEK-wymm_tEcA_LWe3fzdI0DHJtrjdZCAQITrTYEdLEfhdUTiJxeCwyq13yKa8C9fvsJT7E4xvS6enTijptM0zcJPCbk-G/s1600-h/s4-1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNN8mHAGLXGFpmVidryBC8wmMhULWXtjf39peqvulEK-wymm_tEcA_LWe3fzdI0DHJtrjdZCAQITrTYEdLEfhdUTiJxeCwyq13yKa8C9fvsJT7E4xvS6enTijptM0zcJPCbk-G/s320/s4-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154333770398770818" border="0" /></a><br />My big brother Bogart joins the squad too. He sits on the chair (the better to check RainbowAve) and with his dopey face and long nails goes growling down at people and children who bullies the neighbor's dog, screams in alarm when the neighbor's dog escaped, and practically barks at all roaming dogs and cats to go home and stay safe! For barking out loud!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBOBpnPXcYW6IkVm7MRcc3a6Nqfk09f4wzCYv7DIlxbA3-pb4GekUMDQa_ejZWuL5yhg0JalXpEfC1qStYg902eZkmxfsZGNVjZ09XV2ATjA1X1rJiGog-ZN1Sb4fFMK6O4XLR/s1600-h/s1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBOBpnPXcYW6IkVm7MRcc3a6Nqfk09f4wzCYv7DIlxbA3-pb4GekUMDQa_ejZWuL5yhg0JalXpEfC1qStYg902eZkmxfsZGNVjZ09XV2ATjA1X1rJiGog-ZN1Sb4fFMK6O4XLR/s320/s1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154333778988705426" border="0" /></a><br />My now 17-year old mumsy Pica sits worriedly for Beau and his keeper Susan while keeper lights a candle and murmurs in prayer for Beau to be reunited to Susan and Hammer and to zap a protective light around Beau wherever he is . . . .<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYWutfeP1CUlCxY5FSmgOaCYF-m9SNsVh3vS9oFsUFsuXPpARVQrx_5_Ud51F8SDLVEZIXb4IF95T-Rnwfcy8Mdafs5hK1xHD5_iOzw-V7Rq_mOsZMmFGytTAx4HXDe537Xmn6/s1600-h/s2.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYWutfeP1CUlCxY5FSmgOaCYF-m9SNsVh3vS9oFsUFsuXPpARVQrx_5_Ud51F8SDLVEZIXb4IF95T-Rnwfcy8Mdafs5hK1xHD5_iOzw-V7Rq_mOsZMmFGytTAx4HXDe537Xmn6/s320/s2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154333757513868898" border="0" /></a><br />while I set aside my SuperDog cap and cape to join the hounds in this important mission. I urged keeper to email and SMS all her friends and family members in Australia and around the world! Her cousins in San Francisco, Ireland, Canada, New York were all awaken at dawn with her SMS which knows no time differences in other countries! For BOL! Keeper also emailed to our vet to email his vet colleagues around the world!<br /><br />For now, all my blogs will carry this same message. Please help find Beau. And make our planet safe, not only for animals but also for everybody . . .<br /><br /><br />Woof! Special thanks to Opy, Charlie, Brooke and Greg for our helmets!sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-29663953848598373382008-01-05T10:58:00.000-08:002008-01-07T10:58:28.743-08:00Ok, ok, I'm Back!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq117R8opmBwRzxXp1dgG9Zlxf16aXuqGhM6iTPs8kLhPAYK86lL8FUpy9REOBID6C2_BRUk7QpUyR_VCJFkKkCdbvhF4LgsCzgyH9gjm2iaMYAQMESRJHBHWE6dwznjxvM4cm/s1600-h/000_1738.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq117R8opmBwRzxXp1dgG9Zlxf16aXuqGhM6iTPs8kLhPAYK86lL8FUpy9REOBID6C2_BRUk7QpUyR_VCJFkKkCdbvhF4LgsCzgyH9gjm2iaMYAQMESRJHBHWE6dwznjxvM4cm/s320/000_1738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152070812260050402" border="0" /></a><br /><br />. . . nope, you did not scare me Crikit!<br />I love ALL DWBs . . . woof!<br />but I decided to post my new blahs in a new blogsite.<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">(NOTE: All DWBs, check my new address at bone zone)</span><br /><br /><br />This blog will mainly focus on my SuperDog Projek.<br />Just scroll down other posts to know what this is all about.<br /><br /><br />Woof Updates:<br /><br /><br />1. When Keeper tried to report to the Barangay using the "hotline" they gave Keeper, the woman who answered is pretty clueless. Keeper SMS the barangay head but no response. FYI: the barangay has not installed the huge tarpaulin Keeper gave them which is driving Keeper mad! Woof! Watch out for Keeper when she starts marching down your office soon guys!<br /><br /><br />2. Keeper kept following up with the municipal councilor whose committee handles animal welfare concerns. The man returned Keeper's call but told Keeper he will study the report first. Lesson: Sure, the Mayor supports you but that's about it . . . Watch out for Keeper when she goes marching up your office too, Mayor!<br /><br /><br />3. Keeper wants to report a black mongrel dog owned by a resident along Rainbow Avenue. Keeper went to the owner and the owner (a family with children) told Keeper that the dog would escape when the gate is open (duh?). . . Keeper requested the lady owner of the house to remind the kids "to close the gate" (duh again?) and make sure the dog stays put or else pay the fine. But every day the dog goes running down Rainbow Avenue, peeing on everybody's property, scrounging and spreading trash (and possibly viruses! woof!) and the owner does not give a hoot. The kids don't give a hoot either . . .<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwfyFqMIvxjebQq011Wc3lE-JhMGDoLBJj-1SHUu6SbJJgv-irSBHd_AJI78wptnhO31VtC8TXqz7yYXbHIP2epn9YxmdiLZovpOnK7XpqdvJZmYigX4JoY56cLBc402hPIGHQ/s1600-h/21-12-07_0939.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwfyFqMIvxjebQq011Wc3lE-JhMGDoLBJj-1SHUu6SbJJgv-irSBHd_AJI78wptnhO31VtC8TXqz7yYXbHIP2epn9YxmdiLZovpOnK7XpqdvJZmYigX4JoY56cLBc402hPIGHQ/s320/21-12-07_0939.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152074802284668402" border="0" /></a><br /><br />4. Talk about the kid owners of this black dog. The children all study in a nearby private school where Keeper tried several times to talk with the School's Principal. Well, Keeper succeeded once and since it was a holiday and the poor lady is saddled with teacher's meeting and all, asked Keeper to wait till January. Well, it is January 2008 now (waaah!) and Keeper is still waiting . . . Kids from that school practically violate all the stuff I'm working on which is RA8485 or the Animal Welfare Act (some of their students own dogs which they neglect, abandon, and like "notorious blacky" allowed to roam the street, the Anti-Littering law, and the ban on pellet guns. Well, kids learn from schools, parents <span style="font-style: italic;">and guardians</span>. If these kids behave poorly, maybe the authority figures are not in place . . .<br /><br /><br />5. Keeper is completing her phase report to submit to the Animal Welfare Division. (Paging Dr. Mateo! The local government down Rainbow Avenue is a dud!) . . .<br /><br /><br />6. But there's good news. (At least!) Tutti Frutti, a yummy mongrel who use to take morning walks with his Keeper down Rainbow Avenue without a leash is now sporting a handsome leash and tries to keep in step with his Keeper who walks slowly because of some ailment. You see Keeper talked to the owner and the owner understood and without a fuss had kept to keeping law and order in the community by sticking to the rules. Intelligent and educated people does not need enough blahs to understand and support ordinances. Woof! Kudos, Tutti Frutti, Libby and Johnny! I give you ten paws up, drools and hugs . . . Keeper, can we give Tutti-Frutti a squeaky toy?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLJWox8fXer3F58FyQ-7YZOqOC7bou5YtEGV7tw81rCJ5QqrPxRBtaZOk-xvYJYaVyYGaEoenXP8Lrpkc5f3izm7zgZ4_JK7WvXR-M5PvIRu2__PXNKexTVOMh9p0_RMi_caTI/s1600-h/000_2409.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLJWox8fXer3F58FyQ-7YZOqOC7bou5YtEGV7tw81rCJ5QqrPxRBtaZOk-xvYJYaVyYGaEoenXP8Lrpkc5f3izm7zgZ4_JK7WvXR-M5PvIRu2__PXNKexTVOMh9p0_RMi_caTI/s320/000_2409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152808563087451714" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />7. PLUS, ten paws up for the public school nearby, the Pacita National High School and its dynamic headmistress, Mrs. Umaclap, who lost no time in sending Keeper to address all the students before the start of classes one morning in December. Please note that this school like all the others are equally BUSY during the holidays but it takes a responsible and caring authority figure to give priority to urgent matters. Kudos also to their students who Keeper caught voluntarily cleaning the school grounds while waiting for classes to begin. If that is not cool I don't know what is. Hey, Keeper, can you give Mayla, Rowena and Evelyn free art workshops for being such great kids! Hey girls, Keeper said yes. See you in Heaven one of these days!<br /><br /><br />Meantime, my popsy Sumo is all eyes and ears too.<br />Don't tell him, but he is my Deputy.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTTicEAI-TQfqo1qSdaV9Ufm3iES0NyPY9DsIT2rMq-Q0uOythBBRjUDYkHU8P_6sVEwlvKWNSYT3z3gm79DKjXWe4CMAa5-sy4kAfPz1TVub4gsZz6uy9NrFLAvMtBn2Ch-8L/s1600-h/000_1833.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTTicEAI-TQfqo1qSdaV9Ufm3iES0NyPY9DsIT2rMq-Q0uOythBBRjUDYkHU8P_6sVEwlvKWNSYT3z3gm79DKjXWe4CMAa5-sy4kAfPz1TVub4gsZz6uy9NrFLAvMtBn2Ch-8L/s320/000_1833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152074806579635714" border="0" /></a><br /><br />My hyperactive popsy is actually the one who blabbers about roaming dogs to Keeper. Oh, btw, all roaming dogs (without a leash and companion) are STRAYS (or askals or "asong Kalye") . . . even if your dog is a purebreed something and registered somewhere. . . The dog is an Askal if he roams the street (woof, that's why they are called strays, people!) . . .<br /><br /><br />But the law and its proper implementation is still forthcoming.<br />So while waiting for this death-defying act,<br />Sumo dutifully reports to Keeper.<br />Keeper documents the incidents in her files.<br />Sumo is handling my SuperDog chores . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglCEPJzwaHPj7GqOSwQz2q-UiqgmiZ3BN8VeZAwrvy08nkqAB6G-KBxXXGFbY7Ct9lVfzZAIrKDkFmEjyxPulGaQp8XIHF9AKrZjs0UhRKi0aEME6GXo4EUyAJq7s3SvS8CeV_/s1600-h/000_2383.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglCEPJzwaHPj7GqOSwQz2q-UiqgmiZ3BN8VeZAwrvy08nkqAB6G-KBxXXGFbY7Ct9lVfzZAIrKDkFmEjyxPulGaQp8XIHF9AKrZjs0UhRKi0aEME6GXo4EUyAJq7s3SvS8CeV_/s320/000_2383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152074815169570338" border="0" /></a><br /><br />. . . while I watch over my sick, old mumsy Pica<br />who seems to have acquired the alarming habit<br />of straying out of her warm house<br />and sleeping anywhere and everywhere<br />around our house Heaven and catching cold and what-not!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSH4dGfZMQAQeZjsZ9gHT7RSnZHLAzNhmtvVgo_PYfaxh0DGWiD-SBuOUy00DbQdQSYYmnRU85tiQPRB00_wQsLAt9S-vejzMeUAQJnQioNY281qs31zrPFXLGoCq19WYIHR6P/s1600-h/000_2262.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSH4dGfZMQAQeZjsZ9gHT7RSnZHLAzNhmtvVgo_PYfaxh0DGWiD-SBuOUy00DbQdQSYYmnRU85tiQPRB00_wQsLAt9S-vejzMeUAQJnQioNY281qs31zrPFXLGoCq19WYIHR6P/s320/000_2262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152074810874603026" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Keeper pats me for being such a caring pup.<br />But more important than the pats,<br />there is nothing more I want<br />than to see my mumsy Pica pain-free,<br />comfortable and eating normally<br />which she is doing at the moment . . .<br /><br />. . . as long as I keep watch . . .<br />and as long as Keeper is around<br />to make sure we're all OK. . .<br /><br />. . and thanks DWBs for keeping watch as well . . .sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-26082902778804899112008-01-02T12:07:00.000-08:002008-01-02T12:11:40.321-08:00What! You're still HERE???Woof!<br />I moved to another site!<br />This site is Under Repair.<br />You have to e-mail me<br />before you can access<br />my 2008 BLAHS!<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Ladidahdidahdidah!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdeM6_2ou7SO1hZp5K7gXlcZ2wpOM3YtOBGZNMRlSw5mj06yXDyL0sdDOY5mlezSe87ulB0WIJ4m46M8mmPv5PtMLqCerDRc8Sz4KX1PnUkjtM0B0ofjpIhsIc7zKpuItRNdha/s1600-h/paw.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdeM6_2ou7SO1hZp5K7gXlcZ2wpOM3YtOBGZNMRlSw5mj06yXDyL0sdDOY5mlezSe87ulB0WIJ4m46M8mmPv5PtMLqCerDRc8Sz4KX1PnUkjtM0B0ofjpIhsIc7zKpuItRNdha/s320/paw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150973637094483410" border="0" /></a>sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-64018173849229387852007-12-30T11:23:00.000-08:002007-12-30T12:01:29.436-08:00Keeper's MunchiesHolidays bring cheers . . .<br />Holidays bring families together.<br />And reunions means food 24/7!<br />Holy macaroni, Keeper!<br />Watch the carbs!<br />Watch those sweets!<br />Keeper's family have history of diabetes<br />yet look at her favorite munchies . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFo5dHR8ksieGS7bAfXzgKpiEI1apdwDDlyZ-5BYtX3akrUU6uo6rBr4fdcHYK7nXaOUJ7r3ynyi-gR92jufl6e_j7cucrzqjrKqa5MlXbqLb9WeA5F12Tu9CNLcWEFmk1Edp5/s1600-h/000_2247.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFo5dHR8ksieGS7bAfXzgKpiEI1apdwDDlyZ-5BYtX3akrUU6uo6rBr4fdcHYK7nXaOUJ7r3ynyi-gR92jufl6e_j7cucrzqjrKqa5MlXbqLb9WeA5F12Tu9CNLcWEFmk1Edp5/s320/000_2247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149852586205717938" border="0" /></a><br /><br />yikes, chocolates!<br />They're bad for us.<br />They're definitely bad for you, Keeper!<br /><br /><br />Stop giving me that funny face, Keeper!<br />Ok, lemme see what's in your hands.<br />Show me what you're clutching in there!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV3BivHaIkZn69bkahI-lEmFOPj4BKGtIulB8IMKkSG3ReRniB9AzVsxvU483r0HvZ3s5jW1XCehio7R75V3OFsu1-YZONcZTW5kpkI8vcF7p85YHc4WOcOKJ7Mq4ZXt4Us1hp/s1600-h/000_2244.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV3BivHaIkZn69bkahI-lEmFOPj4BKGtIulB8IMKkSG3ReRniB9AzVsxvU483r0HvZ3s5jW1XCehio7R75V3OFsu1-YZONcZTW5kpkI8vcF7p85YHc4WOcOKJ7Mq4ZXt4Us1hp/s320/000_2244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149852573320815986" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Whoa! Oh, I knew it!<br />Colorful thingamajigs Uppers!<br />xxxxXXXXXxxxx- stuff!<br />Yikes, chocolates are uppers, Keeper!<br />You said so yourself!<br /><br /><br />Geez, before I start sounding<br />like my whining Keeper<br />who's pretty upset<br />that her slowband connection<br />is not showing my blog widgets and all.<br />These are the small, what-nots info about me<br />you see on the right of my blah - - - ><br /><br />If you don't see it too<br />either you have slowband<br />or, OMG, my blog got spammed<br />whammed, trammed . . .<br />ok, don't rush to your thesaurus<br />I made up some of those words. . . .<br /><br />My Keeper's old PC Dwight<br />(who I'm sure is older than Pica)<br />is loaded with centuries old creatives<br />oh, those pending files Keeper calls "pedofiles"<br />PLUS, it's loaded (er, burdened)<br />with slowband connection<br />who is the great, great ancestor of broadband.<br /><br /><br />Keeper took out her wish pipe<br />and started blowing smoke to clear it<br />to no avail . . . my widgets are still gone. . .<br />must have went shopping somewhere . . .<br />BOL!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGcdlaz9308CeI11SZxag6XTmk7CR_cKZNvw2TloBDEC2y8lt_SkPfOaNzjvI_OoSen7_FwAA8ySMBMgJuFypRiDFcLDLTr24Dg53_YDot-nBfdabbKrIUNDa6epKKbamt8r3Gng/s1600-h/000_2220.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGcdlaz9308CeI11SZxag6XTmk7CR_cKZNvw2TloBDEC2y8lt_SkPfOaNzjvI_OoSen7_FwAA8ySMBMgJuFypRiDFcLDLTr24Dg53_YDot-nBfdabbKrIUNDa6epKKbamt8r3Gng/s320/000_2220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149852569025848658" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The old star of Bethlehem was consulted<br />and the ageing (for barking out loud!) Star<br />I shall name Versuvius Cupulius<br />told Keeper to remove some widgets<br />(BOL, my links to my other sites gone!)<br />and still no page elements showing<br />and waaah! no widgets !!! . . .<br />Ten paws dwn for Versuvius!<br /><br /><br />Will somebody please advise my freaking Keeper<br />what is happening before she gagged herself<br />loading her yoga-toned body with uppers!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeGEeHYdXq5QxSAPr7r9RmXC_Dd3rPyGi9HL12F6jJbXg6oBBPdkeSsnWP9cKUEs714pI-ToMQ_gENXukb-TiBlHmxsYmRo1QWk_MJRb5DRw60VZLtcXyUJ4zOEAVd6JWVGBu2Vg/s1600-h/000_2245.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeGEeHYdXq5QxSAPr7r9RmXC_Dd3rPyGi9HL12F6jJbXg6oBBPdkeSsnWP9cKUEs714pI-ToMQ_gENXukb-TiBlHmxsYmRo1QWk_MJRb5DRw60VZLtcXyUJ4zOEAVd6JWVGBu2Vg/s320/000_2245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149852581910750610" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />. . . so Holidays bring happy smiles<br />meeting new friends<br />seeing old friends<br />receiving and giving gifts<br />receiving spam and virus blues<br />and giving glum faces<br />and runny noses . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4wYxmhFTtO1n11XjP7eOt4KDSE7tXP4pi9cij3tDD_hU4jJAqvQeZ49g0wujM0ooc0mzPzyii0tK3k47seK1nzMRqFELcIDejCumsEDtz-2Oj71NJyz6sw7_DNz6w27eWmPWk/s1600-h/000_2219.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4wYxmhFTtO1n11XjP7eOt4KDSE7tXP4pi9cij3tDD_hU4jJAqvQeZ49g0wujM0ooc0mzPzyii0tK3k47seK1nzMRqFELcIDejCumsEDtz-2Oj71NJyz6sw7_DNz6w27eWmPWk/s320/000_2219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149852564730881346" border="0" /></a>sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-70347301937145279202007-12-25T10:58:00.000-08:002007-12-25T11:32:24.155-08:00Oh, what a Merry, Merry Day!<span style="font-style: italic;">. . . yes, it is Christmas time.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And a Child was born<br />as a blessed gift to mankind . . .</span><br /><br /><br />In Heaven the portal opens<br />to welcome family and friends<br />animals and good cheers . . .<br />Oh, what a happy, happy time!<br /><br /><br />My mumsy Pica is still strong<br />and reigns as the hounds' Queen<br />in a throne only she can occupy<br />in our hearts . . .<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzEeROS9kKYEPaO-g-Y4tCdBzP8qLKHhtFJZLe2EdbCdwckhIBRBAHIlpwRHGN8V_TCQ4WrhhsNiksTg-bk2mE-Q7npLIlGLXtyqqWNaDphLGImAIMrsXVJq-_-P_exMzijm-X/s1600-h/000_2103.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzEeROS9kKYEPaO-g-Y4tCdBzP8qLKHhtFJZLe2EdbCdwckhIBRBAHIlpwRHGN8V_TCQ4WrhhsNiksTg-bk2mE-Q7npLIlGLXtyqqWNaDphLGImAIMrsXVJq-_-P_exMzijm-X/s320/000_2103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147992667798054114" border="0" /></a><br />Her presence assures Keeper<br />that her prayers are answered . . .<br /><br /><br /><br />My popsy Sumo is all agog<br />happy and dancing for joy<br />for reasons only he knows<br />(er, Keeper, could he and Pica . . .?)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgReBBwVcSEWnhgebY0c88zh4-ntDxxT8pCMSZZhNYM8QSUP7IyzUE-yoVkWCOio5dgdFmA0OR49rxy7U_-ZypJhdgfP-nXcBnmwW1We6wVaZUVnyEUMOSnvmMFFZwhqPQAnsv/s1600-h/000_1834.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgReBBwVcSEWnhgebY0c88zh4-ntDxxT8pCMSZZhNYM8QSUP7IyzUE-yoVkWCOio5dgdFmA0OR49rxy7U_-ZypJhdgfP-nXcBnmwW1We6wVaZUVnyEUMOSnvmMFFZwhqPQAnsv/s320/000_1834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147992676387988738" border="0" /></a><br />His energy and enthusiasm assures Keeper<br />that love and caring makes for a happy hound . . .<br /><br /><br /><br />My big brother Bogart is WELL<br />and still big. . . and still dopey<br />but now . . . all smiley<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYwh9Jx38oyYOzF4VGYLKIAHqsyaUV8vxrni1U7I8_SlVc1eVPuqAb-hB1FoYQ81F03FXiCxmhjCvd-v6guv1A5QFlJBY3T7sfmJNpKRiWbQ8dYn5sKpHVX_5KXSbOXJjunsx3/s1600-h/000_2128.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYwh9Jx38oyYOzF4VGYLKIAHqsyaUV8vxrni1U7I8_SlVc1eVPuqAb-hB1FoYQ81F03FXiCxmhjCvd-v6guv1A5QFlJBY3T7sfmJNpKRiWbQ8dYn5sKpHVX_5KXSbOXJjunsx3/s320/000_2128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147992676387988722" border="0" /></a><br />and more importantly,<br />he ate a whole chicken steak today!<br />Actually, he even ate my share<br />but I did not mind . . .<br /><br /><br />. . . because I was so happy!<br />I could not care less<br />if Bogart ate all my chews!<br /><br /><br />I am happy because . . .<br />I made a lot of friends.<br />I conquered my fear of RainbowAve.<br />I became a SuperDog.<br />I received a lot of pats,<br />a lot of hugs and kisses<br />especially from pretty girls . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB9XQT4p_75DUybUszQjajU6HfsNZe2cuyPMr-A48yovFBorr19Rx6U1t7lw1tAyVtOdYsvdlLl_yA2l-ueR8c71aUoXliC3iEzyoqfdPBaMfU2UPejV3LbDBpdu7DDiBrMrfY/s1600-h/swpgurls.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB9XQT4p_75DUybUszQjajU6HfsNZe2cuyPMr-A48yovFBorr19Rx6U1t7lw1tAyVtOdYsvdlLl_yA2l-ueR8c71aUoXliC3iEzyoqfdPBaMfU2UPejV3LbDBpdu7DDiBrMrfY/s320/swpgurls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147992680682956050" border="0" /></a><br />ok, stop drooling doggy buddies . . .<br />they promised to visit you all<br />and give you warm pats and kisses as well!<br /><br /><br />and more importantly,<br />the houndsinheaven taught some people<br />to be kind and more caring to animals,<br />to respect and keep the environment clean,<br />and to freely give and share . . .<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFbzpbDlqA-fQFyXdIowQM0Cf9CSq7j6Djl04cFRPcJTxkbs87Minyx3dDdZx-IMHW06t-LaZ9BHEFBfATpZU55Mvjq-We9tkmPMs4ww2Xy5DvmIke0PBqQJgds1Zlbp0rBWiP/s1600-h/000_2163.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFbzpbDlqA-fQFyXdIowQM0Cf9CSq7j6Djl04cFRPcJTxkbs87Minyx3dDdZx-IMHW06t-LaZ9BHEFBfATpZU55Mvjq-We9tkmPMs4ww2Xy5DvmIke0PBqQJgds1Zlbp0rBWiP/s320/000_2163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147992684977923362" border="0" /></a><br />. . . most especially to those in need . .<br /><br /><br />Have a joyful, meaningful and prosperous holy day!sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-64313171372981159662007-12-23T12:12:00.000-08:002007-12-23T12:45:29.427-08:00SuperDog WoofdateOk, while Bogart is trying to get well<br />let me stand guard here in Heaven<br />and check RainbowAve for any news . . .<br /><br /><br />Hmmm, let me see . . .<br />. . . kids carrying gifts from godparents. . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXUzh1xsj04o3O1b7KV3NTYa-aToRssDTzCvAYNlBUP3E5TdJJJIJgx0xmCMz3rGr8axZGcCu2NyL6ErS5hOWpcgLH9jKP9DlbXGHxSbg7mMVMGxkH4d10rga5ULBjSd1VrZCB/s1600-h/000_2058.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXUzh1xsj04o3O1b7KV3NTYa-aToRssDTzCvAYNlBUP3E5TdJJJIJgx0xmCMz3rGr8axZGcCu2NyL6ErS5hOWpcgLH9jKP9DlbXGHxSbg7mMVMGxkH4d10rga5ULBjSd1VrZCB/s320/000_2058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147267561354372178" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Whoa! look at all those mommies hurrying home<br />with all those supermarket goodies . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_emsVJfVXoNvcZDzLAfQHei4ZyaLmT7ztPWeHx0MQAZJeuX7q-_z8kGnyXpUjejjQp4qkH6MurBSwhDrFU58zdttf56eSy3jpuAR9L_YqpRVC6pT9czk6ShBA9-hRhCSVbjX4/s1600-h/000_2056.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_emsVJfVXoNvcZDzLAfQHei4ZyaLmT7ztPWeHx0MQAZJeuX7q-_z8kGnyXpUjejjQp4qkH6MurBSwhDrFU58zdttf56eSy3jpuAR9L_YqpRVC6pT9czk6ShBA9-hRhCSVbjX4/s320/000_2056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147267548469470258" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Hey, the postman is here Keeper<br />with more holiday cards for us!<br />Woofey!!!!<br /><br /><br />. . . yikes, look Keeper! Woof!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidm9LwV3xi0VsAIpPc0hayXZtgrgwj_TDrpQ1MW2L-mZH-WFQPv7rzo2HSecCMzn4q7TXSHJA1_jw0414d-PNbasds_Xkn78KE1KIN95wci4jnT0FqDjR7xLBGh4KyYuIqTJCm/s1600-h/000_2057.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidm9LwV3xi0VsAIpPc0hayXZtgrgwj_TDrpQ1MW2L-mZH-WFQPv7rzo2HSecCMzn4q7TXSHJA1_jw0414d-PNbasds_Xkn78KE1KIN95wci4jnT0FqDjR7xLBGh4KyYuIqTJCm/s320/000_2057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147267557059404866" border="0" /></a><br /><br />There's another roaming dog<br />owned by our hard-headed neighbor!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJLMdTxbnrEUE6FPs3wB5tYs-oS7M1A7S-YsiQmtjS33FGVmMiGtNhGI2RA0wAQWKdENAlBFrcNN-uw-cRqq8ofkvpp1N-2AxtHd9MUa0Re3b2CT8BNOqE8PIzLQ6Obx8hsWhz/s1600-h/21-12-07_0939.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJLMdTxbnrEUE6FPs3wB5tYs-oS7M1A7S-YsiQmtjS33FGVmMiGtNhGI2RA0wAQWKdENAlBFrcNN-uw-cRqq8ofkvpp1N-2AxtHd9MUa0Re3b2CT8BNOqE8PIzLQ6Obx8hsWhz/s320/21-12-07_0939.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147267565649339506" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Quick, grab your camera and take a pic!<br />And forward it to Kap for action!<br /><br /><br />. . . and this is what I got for doing my duty.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLSWq42G64PJNpWC324U5EViIHGL42F-iEME1xTLgeIhFjneT7LvvpAGWGDqvP2GWwsAkqHtyBfLj8o2RTtS0nDmJ79vRf69bIjJI4UGEo12hrOce9be-eHXzSRXnaXlEsBIFQ/s1600-h/000_2013.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLSWq42G64PJNpWC324U5EViIHGL42F-iEME1xTLgeIhFjneT7LvvpAGWGDqvP2GWwsAkqHtyBfLj8o2RTtS0nDmJ79vRf69bIjJI4UGEo12hrOce9be-eHXzSRXnaXlEsBIFQ/s320/000_2013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147267565649339490" border="0" /></a><br />Boy, this Superdog thing is pretty cool.<br />You get loads of kisses and hugs<br />simply by snooping around . . .<br /><br /><br /><br />By Nighttime . . .<br /><br /><br />Ok, I'm back at my post . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieRsz24bffg9e1DowJ_BYydowK4kav5iWLHBSD5OX_iEt3n48wsAPDe0rB5StZ6NqwuTbafE7-ImaJtzodR1mLvoZUN_H7nGHZsocvb7XdOGN9SSdMlKPdPXbMJBCYZu2rGEoL/s1600-h/000_1861.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieRsz24bffg9e1DowJ_BYydowK4kav5iWLHBSD5OX_iEt3n48wsAPDe0rB5StZ6NqwuTbafE7-ImaJtzodR1mLvoZUN_H7nGHZsocvb7XdOGN9SSdMlKPdPXbMJBCYZu2rGEoL/s320/000_1861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147271134767162498" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Nope, nothing is happening on this side . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkQQaX_wKFvPEPradCUKGQMP8KJ4O-CWFCaMKaVQImDnHpKvHO4e3FNZzunkjBAA4p5DepIU6qKs-KLljMU47nqWLmMIJBrgTHgKIxpze5vyPkDCQvuHu0YObEoITat1ci56I7/s1600-h/000_1862.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkQQaX_wKFvPEPradCUKGQMP8KJ4O-CWFCaMKaVQImDnHpKvHO4e3FNZzunkjBAA4p5DepIU6qKs-KLljMU47nqWLmMIJBrgTHgKIxpze5vyPkDCQvuHu0YObEoITat1ci56I7/s320/000_1862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147271139062129810" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Nothing on this side too!<br /><br /><br />Hey, it's getting dark Keeper!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIYl7jrtfv-j2KhiLnMZQu-o9yZ_ZcoxHFEZRN5de7cFrSYUHmLi_3zmAyvWW2aXSgyHV5txjDs2ag1cfUJkfkrnw2MoGlmllcigcefHc7TxkldLcqx8SD8Vh8Udp9IMRnu9t0/s1600-h/000_1863.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIYl7jrtfv-j2KhiLnMZQu-o9yZ_ZcoxHFEZRN5de7cFrSYUHmLi_3zmAyvWW2aXSgyHV5txjDs2ag1cfUJkfkrnw2MoGlmllcigcefHc7TxkldLcqx8SD8Vh8Udp9IMRnu9t0/s320/000_1863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147271147652064418" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Ok, I think I better stay inside<br />and just keep watch over our growing mails.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIcsI8YjZcBigzTqg75UOJBPT7SMMi7vhJcWTd8vDKGz29QQ7yZuQnncVZGkYefUEpztJK1xWX_5n39r3ElevPhYbymtCXve6HG2YKcQga2r0H8-MM4Mejw5Zf7TkVql7lodUI/s1600-h/000_2043.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIcsI8YjZcBigzTqg75UOJBPT7SMMi7vhJcWTd8vDKGz29QQ7yZuQnncVZGkYefUEpztJK1xWX_5n39r3ElevPhYbymtCXve6HG2YKcQga2r0H8-MM4Mejw5Zf7TkVql7lodUI/s320/000_2043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147271151947031730" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I'll wait for Bogart to get real well<br />so we can do more serious sniffing . . .<br /><br /><br />So I'm off duty for now.<br />Signing off.<br />Woof!sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-26280393026710099102007-12-22T18:54:00.000-08:002007-12-22T20:05:03.610-08:00Bogart is Well!Yes, he is!<br /><br />It took him three days of not eating<br />and looking as glum as always<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">and as clueless as ever<br /></span>(Keeper almost died from worry!)<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span>but yesh, doggy friends from everywhere<br />thank you for all your prayers<br />he is up (well, almost) . . .<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf31BjImHbwLggA4r6sPm-KGEict8ciNRU2tqX9YuRcoQUx8g2v4wHesirq49XUOBAGfJ54XeTgANvNPF4V77ZWpShPof14g8gRHEM6M04_WAtLFDiMn6Pm98gDMdxFJzJGCbs/s1600-h/000_2099.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf31BjImHbwLggA4r6sPm-KGEict8ciNRU2tqX9YuRcoQUx8g2v4wHesirq49XUOBAGfJ54XeTgANvNPF4V77ZWpShPof14g8gRHEM6M04_WAtLFDiMn6Pm98gDMdxFJzJGCbs/s320/000_2099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147013711607309346" border="0" /></a><br />. . . and now busy helping distribute<br />our holiday presents to neighbors,<br />an annual tradition started by<br />Keeper's late mother (bless her soul!)<br /><br /><br />Of course, I'm helping him . . .<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlcocBtloApalIVverysnshZYOzDMO1_wurv4y4h9-8oAhLc3UXlAhVWNBFSltnyubqxOgB3rZ8Um4YSqY9BD8yydj3SzFzoqRTqX1U7wnNF0UtIF6fIlYm8TMtTH_G9XYyIW4/s1600-h/000_2083.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlcocBtloApalIVverysnshZYOzDMO1_wurv4y4h9-8oAhLc3UXlAhVWNBFSltnyubqxOgB3rZ8Um4YSqY9BD8yydj3SzFzoqRTqX1U7wnNF0UtIF6fIlYm8TMtTH_G9XYyIW4/s320/000_2083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147013707312342034" border="0" /></a><br />and of course, I tasted some of it<br />to make sure our gourmet delight<br />is purr-fect for all taste buds!<br /><br /><br />Keeper thinks Bogart probably got tired<br />from helping Keeper with all our holiday cards<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicIn9bp5s8Yo2mz2PPvRTO5MtkJ8OSY6whnomNP9WTOmyjoS2dwAfDXkPeldceWOwCI1YH63rme8A9gHrkOFZK4IktD79go8YG96WL1RTA_dnPzMpE0Q4tQ0mK6EEZ5iidg9HQ/s1600-h/000_1868.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicIn9bp5s8Yo2mz2PPvRTO5MtkJ8OSY6whnomNP9WTOmyjoS2dwAfDXkPeldceWOwCI1YH63rme8A9gHrkOFZK4IktD79go8YG96WL1RTA_dnPzMpE0Q4tQ0mK6EEZ5iidg9HQ/s320/000_1868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147013690132472802" border="0" /></a><br />yes, that is Bogart's paw you see<br />as paper, er <span style="font-style: italic;">card</span>-weight, I'm sure!<br />(but just in case, does anybody know<br />what that deadly visitor wormsy is?)<br /><br /><br />I did my part too, you know<br />although not on my lazy toes . . .<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOxHmEhDW-YUDzcK1l4NXhjChyphenhyphenCSs-qDRNNzxMmxNIHNl8RnSECYEDZrMAEYYFWWWcAmv3_jL_P7X0yLqWoGl5rXZLbloUl1tialWVqEmeO0ewmfPqrO2MPmLFa_fYzY5GE1E7/s1600-h/000_1884.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOxHmEhDW-YUDzcK1l4NXhjChyphenhyphenCSs-qDRNNzxMmxNIHNl8RnSECYEDZrMAEYYFWWWcAmv3_jL_P7X0yLqWoGl5rXZLbloUl1tialWVqEmeO0ewmfPqrO2MPmLFa_fYzY5GE1E7/s320/000_1884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147013694427440114" border="0" /></a><br />but yesh, I helped Keeper<br />with our holiday cards weeks ago.<br />I licked every handmade paper envelope shut<br />so guys, you have my drool there too, woof!<br />. . . which I hope everybody<br />will received before 2008<br />(it's not called snail mail for nothing, woof!)<br /><br /><br />. . . so now, here is my big bro Bogart now<br />trying to regain his bulky self<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVeSCU9ki-e8nxXqLGm60hibWt1U3hiCvqabhi49V6cGjhiNAdSkTvEYL4_zfW7LkwRWBrX266eh1vCITvuiCLsCQZIDN5cslh4t5yd684bdOV65ihQ95Ngdt1Ar5fBA1-uOPo/s1600-h/000_1907.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVeSCU9ki-e8nxXqLGm60hibWt1U3hiCvqabhi49V6cGjhiNAdSkTvEYL4_zfW7LkwRWBrX266eh1vCITvuiCLsCQZIDN5cslh4t5yd684bdOV65ihQ95Ngdt1Ar5fBA1-uOPo/s320/000_1907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147013698722407426" border="0" /></a><br />while Santa played carols beside him<br />and waiting by heaven's gate<br />with his fondue set<br />for our liver pate treat . . .<br /><br /><br />WoofPostScript:<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Keeper thanks DWBs for their support<br />and loving, warm prayers<br />as Keeper lights a healing candle<br />to other animals </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >and keepers</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />who are sick, in pain or loneliness,<br />lost, missing, bored and alone . . .<br />May your holidays be joyful!</span>sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31383399.post-52572571290227861772007-12-20T21:57:00.000-08:002007-12-20T22:49:32.200-08:00Bogart got sick!That was the sad news this week.<br />One second he was up and goofy<br />the next day he was glum and weak.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfMQZFJqG4V7Q39WQI2RwOz5ds4YuWOa_DJXR2_b5uJdCl-CMgg7K1CcugUYn3TAzM2LLP-dnohpO2NEOyzNXUTFE2WrwpV9y1Uo1Y5cOqXNsZ84wC9ZXGEDidcLF3Nk_vjvlx/s1600-h/000_2054.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfMQZFJqG4V7Q39WQI2RwOz5ds4YuWOa_DJXR2_b5uJdCl-CMgg7K1CcugUYn3TAzM2LLP-dnohpO2NEOyzNXUTFE2WrwpV9y1Uo1Y5cOqXNsZ84wC9ZXGEDidcLF3Nk_vjvlx/s320/000_2054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146304397758374802" border="0" /></a><br /><br />It is not easy for anybody to know<br />if my big brother Bogart is not well.<br />He is always happy and not demanding<br />And since he only has one expression<br />on his big, black face<br />and he wags his tail all the time<br />nobody would know that<br />my poor brother is in pain<br />except Keeper!<br /><br /><br />Last week Bogart remained glum<br />even if Keeper would playfully kiss him<br />a thing all the houndsinheaven enjoy<br />doing with Keeper. . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB4LycT4pTDq1yOjaVkQXuUufuZD7HPbfvhsvgQv-WfZqEQr3UFwlXSYv8XIFp7Quyqi0QCC-hrQNIzYEmx9f8NHw3fiLxfIJKJYTE0fhCBbqEKtPmtthHYrkL13Jw92l4NoHs/s1600-h/000_2003.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB4LycT4pTDq1yOjaVkQXuUufuZD7HPbfvhsvgQv-WfZqEQr3UFwlXSYv8XIFp7Quyqi0QCC-hrQNIzYEmx9f8NHw3fiLxfIJKJYTE0fhCBbqEKtPmtthHYrkL13Jw92l4NoHs/s320/000_2003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146304402053342114" border="0" /></a><br /><br />But Bogart remained doggo.<br />So Keeper felt for his tummy<br />and cheerfully promised him (and us)<br />that she will try to cut fresh grass<br />which helps us detoxify our system.<br /><br /><br />But Keeper forgot!<br />And Bogart never complained.<br />But when he did not eat his breakfast<br />and later his snacks at noon<br />Keeper ran her hand on his body<br />and got really frantic!<br />She told me Bogart has high fever.<br /><br /><br />I was frantic myself.<br />I felt sick just watching him.<br />Keeper ran her hands over his hot body<br />and tried to perform her healing magick.<br />When Keeper finished after almost an hour<br />Bogart's fever was gone!<br />He was so thirsty he finished<br />all the water in his water bowl!<br />Keeper brought him to his bed<br />and when he woke up he was able to eat.<br />He looked really weak but his fever is gone<br />and his appetite slowly returned.<br /><br />Keeper was keeping an eye on him all week.<br />She said it must be the other wormsy.<br />The deadly garden pest that looked cool<br />and funny with his big eyes and color.<br />Watch out for this thing, doggies!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKppO2zsAJcj4Zhks7xC7nvn616NqCG6thgZd_y-i-hvOs8pblujBkwtw9z-2jlKMX04bEG4DxYO9FImCLQwh3iQfQFFodR3NE20KHsnsEmbeARzEHxEtJWxR-vNFsfLofH789/s1600-h/000_1681.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKppO2zsAJcj4Zhks7xC7nvn616NqCG6thgZd_y-i-hvOs8pblujBkwtw9z-2jlKMX04bEG4DxYO9FImCLQwh3iQfQFFodR3NE20KHsnsEmbeARzEHxEtJWxR-vNFsfLofH789/s320/000_1681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146304410643276754" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"></span><br />Bogart tried to pry this wormsy from the garden<br />when Keeper got alerted and removed it<br />before it does further damage to other beings.<br />Well, it made my big brother Bogart sick<br />so we know better than befriend it . . .sweepyheavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08144465595853141057noreply@blogger.com9