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It's a well known fact I don't like to take walks. There is this little issue about being afraid of concrete, wind and grass. Only God knows what I would do if I had to walk through leaves. If it isn't a wooden deck I want no part of it. Of course there is always the possibility of rain, I don't know how that works so as far as I am concerned it could come at any time. Mom says if one raindrop falls on my head I start screaming like the Antichrist being hit with holy water. She is right and keeps telling me as long as steam isn't coming off my head then all is good. I don't believe her, rain is just pure evil. But Lola in her infinite stupidity loves walks but because she has been sick for the last year and the risk of her stepping on something and getting cut or brushing up against something and getting scratched causing her to bleed to death before we could get help for her the doctor banned her walks. I prefer to tell people she was on house arrest, it just fits her better. Finally she is showing some clotting so the dr said she could resume her walks again. I see no reason this should affect me, I am perfectly happy to stay home on the couch and watching my beloved weather channel or TV Land, God how I love Roseanne, she reminds me of Mom.<br />
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But Mom decided I needed to go to. It took me about 2 seconds to assert the fact that I had no intention of walking on that concrete or in the grass so I got to be carried. Now that's the only kind of walk I ever intend to participate in. Loopy Lola on the other hand took off like a bandit. Who knows with her though, she might have been on the run, there was a car next to ours with the door open and it's owner with his back turned, she very well could have stolen something. It's her thing.<br />
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She was so glad to be back outside walking again that she acted like a total idiot, I mean worse than her normal idiot status. She ran, she jumped, she found a pile of leaves she had to run back and forth through about a hundred times. I was so embarrassed I just tucked myself further down in the bag so no one could see I was there and I sure didn't want them to figure out she is my sister. Sometimes I still shudder when I have to say that. Mom assures me it will go away someday when Lola decides to grow up and be a normal non stealing pug. I have serious doubts because she also told me I was going to love that adorable little fur ball she was bringing home two years ago and that still hasn't happened. Anyway I was doing fairly good hiding in my bag until I hear Mom and Lola's Boy laughing. Being a chihuahua I HAVE to know everything that is going on so I carefully stuck the top of my head up to look. The silly thing had gotten so excited she ran head first into a fence. Now what you may not know about The Bulldozer is she is a head butter, if she can't go around something it never occurs to her to at least try to climb it, nope, not her she lowers her head, grunts like a bull and tries to go right through it. It took the silly thing three tries before she realized she couldn't knock that fence down.<br />
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Then the real horror happened. A soccer game in progress. Lola took off for the field as fast as she could run, which unfortunately for Her Boy is faster than him. He was in hot pursuit but never got close enough to grab her. So the game has to be stopped because the evil girl took control of the ball and wasn't going to give it up until she was finally wrangled and forced to. Everyone is laughing, then everyone has to fawn over her because she did such a "cute" thing. I was mortified and buried deeper in the bag, no one even guessed I was in there.<br />
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On the way home we got to stop at Mickey Dee's and get cheesy burger's, since I am such a dainty eater I didn't get two bites down before Heifer Lola ate all hers, grabbed mine and ate it too. So Mom bought me another one and waited until we got home to put me in my crate so I could enjoy it. I do love a good cheesy burger!<br />
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First, let me apologize for my Mom's not posting, it's been pretty rough around here with Lola's last treatment failing and sending her back to the hospital, Mom being in such a funk over Thanksgiving and Christmas and then Mom got sick, only this time really sick. She has been in and out of the hospital and when she's been home she has tried to get on the pc but just doesn't feel like it. So she is way behind in reading blogs and posting blogs.<br />
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Second, I want it to be know that in no way do I like or want this creature around. But damn sometimes even I get bored and in this house it doesn't matter where you look that big smushed in mug is going to be there. I swear she doesn't run, she doesn't walk, she just "appears". Everywhere. So for entertainment purposes only I am forced to play with the little piggy.<br />
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Look at her, she thinks she has me now, obviously she is not familiar with my Ninja moves.</div>
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One of many Ninja moves I can whip out on the girl.</div>
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Time for the piggy's daily tooth and fold cleaning, left alone she will not take care of her own hygiene so I feel it is my duty to do it for her.</div>
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She wanted to return the favor and clean my face. Have you seen that tongue? I would drown with one lick. No way Honey Boo Boo, I will wash my own face!</div>
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Is she serious? Just look at the size of that mouth, it rivals the Grand Canyon. What if I fell in there? Mom would never find me.</div>
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Tucker and Lolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06515973636977971685noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982107954988701366.post-7270203328834458712012-08-27T13:30:00.000-07:002012-08-27T13:30:12.722-07:00I Love You, Man!<br />
Ok, I think you all know that Mom has drug in another stray, only this one is different. I love him! He is a red MinPin and from the minute he walked in this house we have been best buds. His name is Bentley, Mom doesn't know why she named him that, she said it was the first thing that came to mind and he answers to it so all is good.<br />
Mom tried her best to find his owners, she went door to door, put up adds, listed him on several web sites and the Human Society. No one claims him. The vet said he wasn't chipped and is full blooded, he is very healthy so he is now ours. At first she said he would only be staying until she found him a home but he is such a sweetheart that she now wants to keep him. I haven't had to the heart to tell him about the big neuter surgery he is soon facing. I'll just love him through it afterwards and swear to him I knew nothing about it before hand. Sometimes a white lie is better than the truth. So anyway, here is is his picture:<br />
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Tucker and Lolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06515973636977971685noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982107954988701366.post-21730826247313227482012-08-19T19:05:00.000-07:002012-08-19T19:05:56.556-07:00Still Hope<br />
OK, Mom has to take Lola in for some kind of something that they didn't tell her about in the beginning of these treatments. Now this is sad news for Lola and hard news for Mom, but for me, it's hope. Hope that this time they will keep the girl. Feed her to the cows she is so fond of, turn her out to pasture like they do old horses, better yet send her to the glue factory. They do make Pug Glue, don't they? Something, anything to keep her away from me. Want to see how she stalks me? I have it on film, let the heifer deny it now! I think it will hold up in court.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlIAfmLdDQAOkLJq6knNmdCoG7hHBefN_4_Yq-xRJbWk87xdmC03J8CJ9XZdCjaZWqKlTocnDy8ttS0yStQg9g8ZOYsOCCSSI9pYdI5azcGsBMJQcmPiZ9qrMlcuSuljtJ9OKlH64uS3Y/s1600/0808120038a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlIAfmLdDQAOkLJq6knNmdCoG7hHBefN_4_Yq-xRJbWk87xdmC03J8CJ9XZdCjaZWqKlTocnDy8ttS0yStQg9g8ZOYsOCCSSI9pYdI5azcGsBMJQcmPiZ9qrMlcuSuljtJ9OKlH64uS3Y/s400/0808120038a.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">God forbid, I made the mistake of coming close to the door and Sherlock here hears me breathing.</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWTllJ9d2D2AMzKQvzSq5NEpKijtIgpWBQF5XwohFGq0XQ-84dNrw3k7Jmrwhc5DdNsO0ny9cS2DDr0ioXQR2qoG9e1sgIsU050yqIx916iOvGwHpshKNmH8B9DbUyCmOnMjXz1X7rSRI/s1600/0808120036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="305" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWTllJ9d2D2AMzKQvzSq5NEpKijtIgpWBQF5XwohFGq0XQ-84dNrw3k7Jmrwhc5DdNsO0ny9cS2DDr0ioXQR2qoG9e1sgIsU050yqIx916iOvGwHpshKNmH8B9DbUyCmOnMjXz1X7rSRI/s400/0808120036.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Yes, that is Mom's knee, on the toilet, Lola thinks she is incapable of going on her own, like she is her personal laxative or something. I'm telling you that dog is not normal, skewed in the brain.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Lazy day today (and every other day), storms, wind and rain. Gives me an excuse and no one makes fun of me for doing what I do best which is sleeping. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh03a4ctvupX35Vjf-5mN82HOXseyGQLkbUCQVsTjQ9_R1zZsrgWEX8SbfWp6yJs-3xXm2ln-00e9zoCoEA9fUmeSwxuiSEQsXS4sM9Bc_wDi20jPGpOxSpUJYpQw2aOkcf05YnU6us_MM/s1600/0819121713a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh03a4ctvupX35Vjf-5mN82HOXseyGQLkbUCQVsTjQ9_R1zZsrgWEX8SbfWp6yJs-3xXm2ln-00e9zoCoEA9fUmeSwxuiSEQsXS4sM9Bc_wDi20jPGpOxSpUJYpQw2aOkcf05YnU6us_MM/s400/0819121713a.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Then THIS always happens, some idiot, which is usually Mom, comes along and ruins your plans for the day. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc85z0x4zF9tpIw3OBjjd4iu8QaLK82JL0kODhPxzIPojFChO66zQf0Dgox_QcJbdGFl6Oi3XL6FNpA_LYZecTeQZ6MFPVrFpbKP3-liGtgnBYg_H91Mmzz7dkchAU-3xrtYywygRYzec/s1600/0808122223.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="291" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc85z0x4zF9tpIw3OBjjd4iu8QaLK82JL0kODhPxzIPojFChO66zQf0Dgox_QcJbdGFl6Oi3XL6FNpA_LYZecTeQZ6MFPVrFpbKP3-liGtgnBYg_H91Mmzz7dkchAU-3xrtYywygRYzec/s400/0808122223.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I tried begging to get her to leave.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs7cf8K3ro6RzJvAkX-_6vW3whbTkPrqv1LrrDgy5ZkJFipJdSOhCAvLDIhi7r6uH24rL4Ou7LkJ8F3IGtWdnMMUKoso3Zk-CiU9sw6eNBV1wPZjTo4uijheFPTvIlOPitQsXX1HsM6FU/s1600/0808122224.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="282" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs7cf8K3ro6RzJvAkX-_6vW3whbTkPrqv1LrrDgy5ZkJFipJdSOhCAvLDIhi7r6uH24rL4Ou7LkJ8F3IGtWdnMMUKoso3Zk-CiU9sw6eNBV1wPZjTo4uijheFPTvIlOPitQsXX1HsM6FU/s400/0808122224.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So I said a little prayer for her rudeness</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg4PbAhGcmfmpCWzpKCkQfmqPNXos750s8BX7bFJQTc6tg9WthjicJrHE2MmnQGWOICC0tm4-vKzcdNWI9R5qzYfsVhztJUHgCs5dJ0c2LX8wbBuujfKzP1Swzzy-jQfDKWzedYGB7c8c/s1600/0819121713.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg4PbAhGcmfmpCWzpKCkQfmqPNXos750s8BX7bFJQTc6tg9WthjicJrHE2MmnQGWOICC0tm4-vKzcdNWI9R5qzYfsVhztJUHgCs5dJ0c2LX8wbBuujfKzP1Swzzy-jQfDKWzedYGB7c8c/s400/0819121713.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Finally God heard me and sent her away, probably to play with the hell hound known as Lola.</div><img align="left" src="http://i334.photobucket.com/albums/m439/SheaDylanDesigns/JeanSig.png" style="border: 0px;" /><br />
Tucker and Lolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06515973636977971685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982107954988701366.post-86920361293384027042012-07-30T12:46:00.000-07:002012-07-30T12:46:27.902-07:00Well She Brought Her BackEvery time I think that girl is gone for good, Mom goes and drags her back in the house again. I had a couple good days all to myself, well I was still glued to Mom:<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirRG8wFDv60iS32wYmyQHZtDKZekEIOz9aYjkE8WfJF6Qv-1DYzKz6-3bA7cenFgEuR_GvZk79RzyDx6p5m6hiB2xr199whpIw2u-qBU6T_mYqKoxD-ULY7ps3lZlRsIYhYjwA7xTFw1k/s1600/0720122119.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="340" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirRG8wFDv60iS32wYmyQHZtDKZekEIOz9aYjkE8WfJF6Qv-1DYzKz6-3bA7cenFgEuR_GvZk79RzyDx6p5m6hiB2xr199whpIw2u-qBU6T_mYqKoxD-ULY7ps3lZlRsIYhYjwA7xTFw1k/s400/0720122119.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">That is Mom under the comforter we keep on the sofa.</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMeXAORbibj7ehpZf9vdOiphgGI18f1njxyS-YgBOmvFDzr_NS0_ALnfTuI9GQdQjw7uj9JjHjjlqAiNcW8DQmy1eTO3yjZc3foB27OJGdABgEFljojaI7oVXTQ_i0aJO-7_O_0vhnPSU/s1600/0720122119a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="355" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMeXAORbibj7ehpZf9vdOiphgGI18f1njxyS-YgBOmvFDzr_NS0_ALnfTuI9GQdQjw7uj9JjHjjlqAiNcW8DQmy1eTO3yjZc3foB27OJGdABgEFljojaI7oVXTQ_i0aJO-7_O_0vhnPSU/s400/0720122119a.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You never know when it might hit her what Lola really is and she makes a break and runs, so I stay close.</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_N1RAeTkgh2hdvEmIBgnHFQNS6c_BTfVFVX6t3BeZgxw6UYuRKEIWS5RNooG3mNVlPxMKHEM7U-wfdC4fA0BEumucRbFe9HCv1RIkAJ5cWosva3hlmme-gEGgPA82M4VaoKp7ZlofgrI/s1600/0720122120.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_N1RAeTkgh2hdvEmIBgnHFQNS6c_BTfVFVX6t3BeZgxw6UYuRKEIWS5RNooG3mNVlPxMKHEM7U-wfdC4fA0BEumucRbFe9HCv1RIkAJ5cWosva3hlmme-gEGgPA82M4VaoKp7ZlofgrI/s400/0720122120.jpg" width="280" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">If she goes, I go. Enough said.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I heard Lola kicked up quite the fuss at the hospital and Mom had to get out in the middle of the night, OK so I exaggerated a little, it was early, early morning, around 4:30 am to go get her. I stayed home, it was bad enough Mom went in lime green pajamas with monkeys all over them but then to have to walk in where Lola was doing her pug screaming would have just been too much. I, unlike others in my family do have some dignity. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Well except for this one habit I have that Mom caught on film. So what? I like to suck on my rubber dog! I'm sure I'm not the only dog in the world that puts themselves to sleep by sucking on a rubber dog, there are probably clans of them in small pockets all over the US and the UK. Someday you're going to see us on the TV show Taboo.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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<img align="left" src="http://i334.photobucket.com/albums/m439/SheaDylanDesigns/JeanSig.png" style="border: 0;" />Tucker and Lolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06515973636977971685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982107954988701366.post-60652410843392422722012-06-08T13:36:00.000-07:002012-06-08T13:36:06.861-07:00Goodbye Hank! I'm Going To Miss You Buddy!I lost a good friend today and I will miss him dearly. He was a war hero you know, yep, he served in Nam, told us all about it. So here is my tribute to such a wonderful hero.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Then I wake up and find she has taken these pictures of me in my sleep! Has the woman no shame? She is willing to show my bunny teeth just for her blogging pleasure?! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF8qYcYudQuhZHd1qwXWLLiHpRV9FXhPkfUVLQOycWdHk0vS3DKt6544n-LHyZMCIJXBXyjjG1TEkIo0QEOoS2_LIBRZfGvg0SYffO7n53q_6HoHDTEwZDwwbPzcAMXni54h5De5YOKWY/s1600/2012-05-09141722.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF8qYcYudQuhZHd1qwXWLLiHpRV9FXhPkfUVLQOycWdHk0vS3DKt6544n-LHyZMCIJXBXyjjG1TEkIo0QEOoS2_LIBRZfGvg0SYffO7n53q_6HoHDTEwZDwwbPzcAMXni54h5De5YOKWY/s400/2012-05-09141722.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Seriously, all this stalking and heart stopping fear and all you want to do is sit in my lap?! Girl, do you not realize you have weight issues and I am tiny?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">She is home from the hospital today, well she actually came home last night, acting all pitiful and getting all kinds of treats and attention from Mom and Her Boy. But I am going to let her get by with it this time cause that girl has been through a lot the last couple months and still has a way to go but we are hopeful for a cure or at least for her to become steady enough that we won't lose her. She has a bunch of guardian angels and two very special angels that are taking care of her. I have to admit it gives this little ole Chihuahua faith in humans. As a result of her angels Lola FINALLY has an official name. Mom has never sent her papers in because they never intended to breed or unfortunately, to sell her and they could never decide on a full name for her. One of the names they picked out had my Sissy upset because she wants to use it for a future child (Dear God I will not ever be able to endure that torture!) so they had already decided to drop that one but just couldn't come up with anything they liked. You would think two people, two different brains it really shouldn't haven't been that hard, but this is Mom and Lola's Boy we are talking about so I guess we have to make special considerations for their limitations. Because of the Angel's The Boy has picked a name he wants to use, he says it's a special name and I can't tell it. That only Lola can disclose it on her blog. I'm going to tell it anyway it is: Lola Englebert Humperdink Twinky Monkey Face Beluga Whale Trixie Fifibelle Buttwipe. Ok, Ok so I just lied and made that up! Guess you will have to check out Lola's blog to find out.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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On a bad note Mom made me go outside today, now we all know I don't go outside considering I hate just about everything to do with the outdoors. She said she wanted me to get a little sun, my seizures have increased and the the vet has upped my medicine, Mom thought the sun might help ward off some of the liver damage my medication can cause. So look closely cause if I have anything to say about it, I won't go out again.<br />
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</div><img align="left" src="http://i334.photobucket.com/albums/m439/SheaDylanDesigns/TuckerPaperBagSignature.png" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" />Tucker and Lolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06515973636977971685noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982107954988701366.post-17648527293206217222012-04-20T12:21:00.000-07:002012-04-20T12:21:59.142-07:00Chihuahua Butts Need Warmth!So I get up this morning and it's cold in the house, in her infinite wisdom Mom forgot to turn off the air conditioner last night so it was pretty chilly this morning. Mom decides to turn on the fireplace. Now there is nothing that a Chi loves more than a nice warm spot to lounge in, especially a naked Chi like me. This morning has been heaven.<div>
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My plan was to just lay here and chew on my bone and my favorite rubber dog while soaking up the warmth.</div>
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Then I decide it's time to warm the right side...
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Have you been over to Lola's blog? The girl thinks she has a Man Cave, silly thing. She has no idea what a Man Cave is all about, I do more in there than just sleep, but it's all secret and I can't tell her, I refuse to let out the secrets of all man dogs out there to some goofy girl. It's a matter of Chi honor.</div>
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Sorry for the short blogs lately but my Mom has been very sick and hasn't been getting on the computer much in the last couple of weeks. When she does she says it's to do mindless things she doesn't have to think about like designing.<br />
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I have had a little set back in my seizures in the last few weeks. At first we though it was because of all the commotion around here with Lola's surgery being so scary and my Mom being so sick. But I guess not, the vet has decided that my Phenobarbital just isn't doing what it was and he had to give me a higher dose. So now instead of 1/2 tablet 2x daily I have to take 1 tablet 2x daily. It sucks because of the damage it can do to my liver and Mom's been really upset about it. But I keep telling her I am a strong boy and we will be just fine.<br />
<img align="left" src="http://i334.photobucket.com/albums/m439/SheaDylanDesigns/TuckerSignature1.png" style="border: 0;" />Tucker and Lolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06515973636977971685noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982107954988701366.post-15349059586296456152012-03-10T15:12:00.001-08:002012-03-10T15:15:58.596-08:00Lovin' me some Pet Blogs United!Thank you so much for featuring me today on PBU and Mom says thanks for the shiny gold star, whatever that means!<br />
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If you haven't checked out PBU then I highly recommend you do, not just to read about me and my wonderful self but to meet all kinds of new friends. I have met some of my best friends by going to PBU and love reading about all the blogs out there, old and new. Pam and Oskar do a great job over there.<br />
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And they also have contests sometimes where you can win some really neat doggie stuff! I love that place!<br />
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Mom says she wants to apologize for being a little lazy in doing our blogs but we have been having to take extra special care of my sister Lola, then I had a couple seizures, Mom and Lola's Boy got sick and now we are in the middle of moving. Mom has also been very busy with a sad project that makes her cry a lot, she is making the memorial for our cousin who was killed a couple weeks ago in a car accident and is also doing the photo for her headstone. On top of all this we are not even going to discuss the looney tunes meds the doctor put Mom on last week. Let's just say adjusting she is not and she makes the roadrunner look sane. Enough said.<br />
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I just want everyone to know how proud I am that Pam and Oskar ask us to be featured on PBU!<br />
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I need to ask for some prayers, good thoughts and juju for him too, he is having a very rough night also.<br />
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So tomorrow Tucker also gets some new toys and treats, he deserves them too.<br />
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So today, Mom noticed her chihuahua tumor had reduced drastically in size. Actually it was non-existent. She came looking for me. She yelled, I didn't answer or come to her as I normally would because I was reading the new issue of Sexy Chihuahua's On Parade and didn't want to be bothered. What does she do? She launches an all out, panic filled search for me in the house. When she still doesn't find me she moves the search party outside, then back inside again when she realized there was no way I would have put my delicate little feet on grass or concrete to go outside. Lola's Boy finally located me:<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://sequoia-apugslife.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">The Girls (Tuni)</a></div>Tucker and Lolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06515973636977971685noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982107954988701366.post-60642894197923885972012-02-19T13:33:00.000-08:002012-02-19T13:33:53.118-08:00Allergic To Lola<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZFduaJHmPEDj88379oQ3Oxz58S45VTnDEqJkOwlIFIySPQ6miZ-clGJ3yqOJ6OHjLyVCuLk8SZqQ3gyT91AKQLyODrpF3hqpeuWd2i1pauo4itFhpApjXEsBoHcL_jmCPlbiGwYvBhXY/s1600/jwimage-236104ac-23a8-410a-bf19-639b601e8b2c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZFduaJHmPEDj88379oQ3Oxz58S45VTnDEqJkOwlIFIySPQ6miZ-clGJ3yqOJ6OHjLyVCuLk8SZqQ3gyT91AKQLyODrpF3hqpeuWd2i1pauo4itFhpApjXEsBoHcL_jmCPlbiGwYvBhXY/s400/jwimage-236104ac-23a8-410a-bf19-639b601e8b2c.jpg" width="382" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">See how flushed my normally flawless and gorgeous skin looks?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My allergies are kicking in a little early this year and my Vet was out of town so I had to wait for him to get back to get my allergy shot. I spent three days of scratching, being dunked in oatmeal baths and zombified on Benedryl waiting for him. Boy, was I glad to see that big bear of a man! But it's over now, got my shot and I am back to Lola watching. I did try to tell Mom I think I am allergic to Lola, but she still says we have to keep her. It was worth a try.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I try to hard to figure out what goes through the head of Lunatic Lola, I just don't get the girl. Most dogs, and people too, learn from their mistakes. Not this one, she will go back and do the same thing that got her in trouble the first time. I told Mom from the beginning that she looked a little "special needs" and we should have left her right there at the breeders. Did anyone listen to reason? No and now we have to put up with her.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">She thinks she is some type of super hero, able to leap tall buildings, OK maybe it's only furniture but you get the idea. Last week while walking across a night table she fell and hurt her leg. Did almost giving Mom a heart attack and two days of limping on a sore leg teach her anything? Of course not, because she is...well...she is Lunatic Lola and that's what she does. She went right back to the scene of her crime and got caught in action.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg35fK1QUUMJQXNfmyGxPL6kMHc8VK68qidMXtK58NwPmdnRb39XH9ECCs4Y6GHdWXOwRwig6UPEayiMGfviIw56XL9FuQMvMBt3W6RPwuHL8uks29x8ro_bjoGZio9aTVq9FxvGF_0DqM/s1600/2012-02-18154038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="381" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg35fK1QUUMJQXNfmyGxPL6kMHc8VK68qidMXtK58NwPmdnRb39XH9ECCs4Y6GHdWXOwRwig6UPEayiMGfviIw56XL9FuQMvMBt3W6RPwuHL8uks29x8ro_bjoGZio9aTVq9FxvGF_0DqM/s400/2012-02-18154038.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">There she is, in all her glory, about to walk across that same table again!</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdHf6IegP4ZUiyDgbV3OhmVSivM6V2_CQSkk0tzYPJCWy8N2JuZQk6ZUeF38Aa-uMGFhsKpLhHV1Ys4h4yrrtsOfWnvDcmhyphenhyphen3PMJM35jpA_Eh2E75VIu0swZu0BUnWykEruKRgy-6s2eQ/s1600/2012-02-18154107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="281" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdHf6IegP4ZUiyDgbV3OhmVSivM6V2_CQSkk0tzYPJCWy8N2JuZQk6ZUeF38Aa-uMGFhsKpLhHV1Ys4h4yrrtsOfWnvDcmhyphenhyphen3PMJM35jpA_Eh2E75VIu0swZu0BUnWykEruKRgy-6s2eQ/s400/2012-02-18154107.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She thinks if she lays down she can crawl across it...how did that work for you Lola? </div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_BlgL62vbUVT-XXkhvp4vseJleHoYidNTAQ3LRHTnQme4v8g_xYXYqisSCCSqopG7HXSHlVcu12NYs4ZJNwbJBfy__2j1bSjqHlwD9zYjdi3gqRglJTvtVn9U81WdAuD8Kamsg4mZSwY/s1600/2012-02-18153950.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="330" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_BlgL62vbUVT-XXkhvp4vseJleHoYidNTAQ3LRHTnQme4v8g_xYXYqisSCCSqopG7HXSHlVcu12NYs4ZJNwbJBfy__2j1bSjqHlwD9zYjdi3gqRglJTvtVn9U81WdAuD8Kamsg4mZSwY/s400/2012-02-18153950.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She is getting a "Sunday go to church" talk from Mom here and she is trying to look all pitiful, but also note that she has scooted just a little farther across the table. She kept it up until she was right where she wanted, across the table and into Mom's lap. She is a slick little hefer, I will give her that!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I promised her I wouldn't bring it up, but like any self respecting Chihuahua I can't keep a good snark in. Everyone please take note that Lunatic Lola has a diaper on! Mom can say all she wants that it isn't a diaper and is blue jean bloomers that go under Lola's dress, it still looks like a diaper to me! Not to mention does she think it is OK for the girl to take her dress off and go topless? Either way, diaper or topless, it's just wrong!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div>Tucker and Lolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06515973636977971685noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982107954988701366.post-45013925511623528512012-02-14T12:31:00.000-08:002012-02-14T12:31:05.730-08:00Happy Valentine Day!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixfBtC0TI29OpjWuj4rP0LT1WYW3S-hIGxIO9U9j1QLWOg9iBaBfREmL3Rmw3euz42W1G6lHnTyWeGHsCb3dq240Ok_MbGg2muq5EVDeDSj4zMtN6xsUfNYYGUM66cmBFOAwD_L28SKfk/s1600/ValentineTucker.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixfBtC0TI29OpjWuj4rP0LT1WYW3S-hIGxIO9U9j1QLWOg9iBaBfREmL3Rmw3euz42W1G6lHnTyWeGHsCb3dq240Ok_MbGg2muq5EVDeDSj4zMtN6xsUfNYYGUM66cmBFOAwD_L28SKfk/s1600/ValentineTucker.png" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij30VKGLDoGGyC78vZ0o5Jp3Q7WsRxc-Go1BDAkLZk_ER4vR8VO3RZq3zWuyli373XKZRXt8FUy0oF6YAWisbmPafwMfoh7tr6fNuYCVIY3EVqfhYYi6pg_8fxJ9FJCgBB4PQwLOBbZqs/s1600/ValentineWish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij30VKGLDoGGyC78vZ0o5Jp3Q7WsRxc-Go1BDAkLZk_ER4vR8VO3RZq3zWuyli373XKZRXt8FUy0oF6YAWisbmPafwMfoh7tr6fNuYCVIY3EVqfhYYi6pg_8fxJ9FJCgBB4PQwLOBbZqs/s1600/ValentineWish.jpg" /></a></div>Tucker and Lolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06515973636977971685noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982107954988701366.post-29198263680480129662012-02-10T13:54:00.000-08:002012-02-10T15:48:06.782-08:00Q & A<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKFOfvYtoZnKl1CiK_L3kVtxaSZmVYEhTKACqNv5VrD8uT-60-b0eobFzYPFkVLXBsr6KMVkLg3Fre7hba9ZZAXiwS-EAiVOjkU9Z4lBAQkY2TFgcuT1edYM-R1G5R0FcMxuJ7UZTYorg/s1600/2012-02-06205157.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKFOfvYtoZnKl1CiK_L3kVtxaSZmVYEhTKACqNv5VrD8uT-60-b0eobFzYPFkVLXBsr6KMVkLg3Fre7hba9ZZAXiwS-EAiVOjkU9Z4lBAQkY2TFgcuT1edYM-R1G5R0FcMxuJ7UZTYorg/s400/2012-02-06205157.jpg" width="400" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I stopped playing with my toys to answer a few questions for my good friend Higgins. </div><br />
<h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="text-align: center;">Tagged Q&A </h3><div class="post-header"></div><div align="center">I was tagged by <a href="http://theadventuresofhiggins.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Higgins</a> to answers a few questions about myself and my mom has joined in to also answer the same questions! </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: medium;">1. <b>Describe yourself in 7 words.</b></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><u>Tucker</u>: I'm not sure 7 words is enough to describe how awesome I am! Hmmmm....snuggly, protective (only of my Mom), guarded (with strangers), spoiled, obsessive (about food), sweet (but only to people I know very well), handsome.<br />
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</div><u>Tucker's Mom</u>: Funny (at least others think so), excellent cook, protective, impatient, sarcastic, friendly,loyal<br />
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<div align="center"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">2. What keeps you up at night?</span></b></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>Tucker</u>: Nothing!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>Tucker's Mom</u>: Major insomnia</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">3. Who would you like to be?</span></b></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>Tucker</u>: Just me, I am awesome just as I am</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>Tucker's Mom</u>: Sybil, the extra personalities might come in handy.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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<div align="center"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">4. What are you wearing right now?</span></b></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>Tucker:</u> I'm naked, because Mom was too lazy to dress me today!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>Tucker's Mom</u>: Pajama bottoms with chili peppers on them and a red tank top. Hey, at least it isn't the snowflake robe!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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<div align="center"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">5. What scares you?</span></b></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>Tucker</u>: Stranger Danger!!!!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>Tucker's Mom</u>: Insects and my stalker ever being released from prison</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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<div align="center"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">6. The best and worst of blogging</span>.</b></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>Tucker</u>: Meeting all my new friends and getting to read about their daily life. I also love it that blogging exposes Lola as being truly evil instead of just a cute wrinkly face. I hate that it gives Lola a chance to slander me in public.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>Tucker's Mom</u>: I love getting to know other dog lovers that can understand the sometimes crazy love we have for these babies. I love all the new friends I have met. The worst part is not getting to actually meet all of them in person.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">7. The last website I visited.</span></b></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>Tucker and Mom</u>: <a href="http://myhavengraphics.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">My Haven Graphics</a> (Mom is starting a new blog with graphics, which is why she has been neglecting mine) </div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">8. What is one thing I would change about myself.</span></b></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>Tucker</u>: I wouldn't be so afraid and unfriendly with strangers.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>Tucker's Mom</u>: To not have fibromyalgia and be able to get out as much as I use to.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div align="center"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">9. Slankets yes or no.</span></b></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>Tucker</u>: Yes! I'm all for anything that keeps my little naked self warm. Plus Mom and I have matching ones.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>Tucker's Mom</u>: Yes! But I wish Tucker had not shared that ours match, it makes me sound more than a little crazy.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">10. Tell us something about the dog that tagged you.</span></b></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>Tucker</u>: Higgins is Mantastic! We have a lot in common, both being so spoiled and all.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>Tucker's Mom</u>: I love reading Higgins blog, his Mom is so sweet and she understands crazy Chihuahua love.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: medium;">So there you have it!! A little about Mom and me, Tucker!!</span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I was asked to tag 8 other blogs...here is my list...</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">1. <a href="http://salingerthepug.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Multum In Parvo...with Cinnabon Tails</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">2. <a href="http://kittypluscoco.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Kitty + Coco</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">3. <a href="http://cocos2cute.blogspot.com///" target="_blank">Coco The Princess, Lady Godiva & Truffle</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">4. <a href="http://jemmathechihuahua.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Jemma the Long-Haired Chihuahua</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">5. <a href="http://tankcolnar.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Tank's Two Cents</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">6. <a href="http://machominute.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Macho Minute</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">7. <a href="http://charmingchi.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">The Charming Chi</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">8. <a href="http://kippymarrie.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Kippy Marie</a></div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiXsY6BnmhkAd0l4mY2FYcAl0vAZsIzh2QGD7iXNiuU06VlOPt5u5nShjBQhc8EvG54UyhbYWLJE0xMmaX5yU4_QDBhc0Po7myfID9CG9GjDUBgGRqUPQGfgrFMU9r3xdE5a3wTGWD2fU/s1600/2012-02-06205442.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiXsY6BnmhkAd0l4mY2FYcAl0vAZsIzh2QGD7iXNiuU06VlOPt5u5nShjBQhc8EvG54UyhbYWLJE0xMmaX5yU4_QDBhc0Po7myfID9CG9GjDUBgGRqUPQGfgrFMU9r3xdE5a3wTGWD2fU/s400/2012-02-06205442.jpg" width="400" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Now if you will excuse me.... </div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQSv5-K7OBYtvkBfWV4sNCn-C_FS1xTywJkhu-RYTq_EmwgK-dnkTr1AEyW0Nv4EDFHfhANXvYHgff1h-o5z8ieH7JEHWjAJ-J2q5wCqYhaRXK_5pAqEhAeuLksrH18BuFr_i6jlCxdEI/s1600/2012-02-06205455.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQSv5-K7OBYtvkBfWV4sNCn-C_FS1xTywJkhu-RYTq_EmwgK-dnkTr1AEyW0Nv4EDFHfhANXvYHgff1h-o5z8ieH7JEHWjAJ-J2q5wCqYhaRXK_5pAqEhAeuLksrH18BuFr_i6jlCxdEI/s400/2012-02-06205455.jpg" width="400" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I think I will retire to my man cave for a short nap on this rather nippy afternoon. </div><div align="center"></div>Tucker and Lolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06515973636977971685noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982107954988701366.post-49462262524495042632012-02-06T14:43:00.000-08:002012-02-06T14:43:10.141-08:00Lola's In Trouble!My sister Lola is in a wee bit of trouble today. Lola hates it when she sees anyone putting her toys up so Mom usually does it after she falls asleep. Last night Mom wasn't feeling well so she just wanted to hurry up and get it done. It set Lola into an outrageous temper tantrum. You should have seen her! She got on Mom's bed and she rolled around and cried, knocking all the pillows and a book off onto the floor. Mom could have overlooked that but Lola's next move was unforgivable. The girl left a giant pug log on Mom's bedroom floor! She got a good talking to from Mom. Then she figured out this really complicated move so she can get in Mom's lap while she is on her desktop. Sometimes Mom uses the desktop because Lola bugs her when she is on the laptop. So the desktop has become kind of like Mom's little oasis away from Lola. Well let me tell you that island has now been invaded by one giant pug butted dog. There is an up side to all of this. I am reaping the benefits of Lola being in trouble and getting tons and tons of love and play time today since Lola has been in "time out" so many times.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidG-XW41RzojnouOuAAs2-_A6xbViES84MQwBJ3wn5mKkZ32IvtfEElDYzHGpfCA_mcIAgD_vxInJxasocoRY7nu_XllDKlo0vPHhvGnDRGoNTSWzHKtM7Ty9msTMWP7916kJU6dCrcQY/s1600/2012-01-10023525.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="367" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidG-XW41RzojnouOuAAs2-_A6xbViES84MQwBJ3wn5mKkZ32IvtfEElDYzHGpfCA_mcIAgD_vxInJxasocoRY7nu_XllDKlo0vPHhvGnDRGoNTSWzHKtM7Ty9msTMWP7916kJU6dCrcQY/s400/2012-01-10023525.jpg" width="400" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Look Lola, it's Your Boy and he is playing with ME!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2PDAjsKdqTygRS0uXjoRuNujD6hXXmXy9P3JKF5bdknpYlVmIkeCt99kykO4Q8XWQfK-w1BENpp5zCTohzFg5K2w3pZpjl7rAPyCfp5i5BdsEV1mRlLrE0YIMW7TYbXBKZgVwhX5W9t8/s1600/2012-01-10023502.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="308" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2PDAjsKdqTygRS0uXjoRuNujD6hXXmXy9P3JKF5bdknpYlVmIkeCt99kykO4Q8XWQfK-w1BENpp5zCTohzFg5K2w3pZpjl7rAPyCfp5i5BdsEV1mRlLrE0YIMW7TYbXBKZgVwhX5W9t8/s400/2012-01-10023502.jpg" width="400" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Belly Rub!!!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsZ3jIEL3IwM0KF51L8LaX3F0p7Rkpe1rBO303KTJlJJjPJ8nc0Mv3PVYlRQuDZFAi5py4-5lDXr66BHMpmO4YZtioqfgjuwH_k7XtTqRkpVqnDkfqPumJDR_DzYqK7hl64PWIEGGW764/s1600/2012-01-10023544.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="394" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsZ3jIEL3IwM0KF51L8LaX3F0p7Rkpe1rBO303KTJlJJjPJ8nc0Mv3PVYlRQuDZFAi5py4-5lDXr66BHMpmO4YZtioqfgjuwH_k7XtTqRkpVqnDkfqPumJDR_DzYqK7hl64PWIEGGW764/s400/2012-01-10023544.jpg" width="400" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Damn, I'm good looking!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHoMnGbLd5ytruMeLXbo5HYqu9GjAEforgHq62WvhWEHmV3lRX8HrNLGDyWEx8PVEK2o6xKRC7k6FEtOSAmBgKZnHath7GVI6eXI-C5RyEbrtwhKYwRSjVmzm07scQewXXjMqU2lB0Gd0/s1600/2012-01-10023601.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="358" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHoMnGbLd5ytruMeLXbo5HYqu9GjAEforgHq62WvhWEHmV3lRX8HrNLGDyWEx8PVEK2o6xKRC7k6FEtOSAmBgKZnHath7GVI6eXI-C5RyEbrtwhKYwRSjVmzm07scQewXXjMqU2lB0Gd0/s400/2012-01-10023601.jpg" width="400" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Shamelessly begging for another belly rub. There are some things you never have to much pride to do.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQND5oIaIlVvp83FZ6Es1eJ1eFM4LJXVDFWtGWky0gDTbTft_VUjlMuFhgI799E_AzWDYpMnFfogavoIAip9BehfOY2rxN4Lq6k7fXAtCTd25ZfTq_hmZsWPq3XFW-_ERXcHPT4IYhm3c/s1600/2012-01-10023704.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="276" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQND5oIaIlVvp83FZ6Es1eJ1eFM4LJXVDFWtGWky0gDTbTft_VUjlMuFhgI799E_AzWDYpMnFfogavoIAip9BehfOY2rxN4Lq6k7fXAtCTd25ZfTq_hmZsWPq3XFW-_ERXcHPT4IYhm3c/s400/2012-01-10023704.jpg" width="400" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Shamelessly begging for butt scratches also falls into that category...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJiBo-igs0bGE_1PRymEqtYhmwAs9G-AAT3pB31_w-NCLBFfFRFmpU8F1wCO9MqQCNbQ6Qw-zL-GlBc3ZVF5UZZpkWe6YYsZw2b_cL-83jxVH1Z1a-Ne1oW4gh31Is54VhvIGatOpRnfk/s1600/2012-01-10023611.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="271" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJiBo-igs0bGE_1PRymEqtYhmwAs9G-AAT3pB31_w-NCLBFfFRFmpU8F1wCO9MqQCNbQ6Qw-zL-GlBc3ZVF5UZZpkWe6YYsZw2b_cL-83jxVH1Z1a-Ne1oW4gh31Is54VhvIGatOpRnfk/s400/2012-01-10023611.jpg" width="400" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Now that's what I'm talkin' about!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <b><span style="font-size: large;">Eat your heart out Lola, paybacks are a bitch!</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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