tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17457523157992989972024-03-05T04:50:25.299-08:00Frankie the DachshundConfessions of an obsessed dachshund owner. . . with input from the dachshunds themselves!Alli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.comBlogger84125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-18389988153634964562010-12-10T20:50:00.001-08:002010-12-10T20:52:01.152-08:00FB?You guys. Are any of my regular peeps (other than Baxter - Hey, Bax!!!) on fb? Argh - come on, people.Alli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-87034497213479716222010-11-24T10:03:00.000-08:002010-11-24T10:04:09.774-08:00Just wanted to say...Happy Thanksgiving! :) Hope someone drops some bits of turkey on the floor for you guys! :)<br />xoxo Frankie and OskAlli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-82555154609785699092010-10-28T22:32:00.000-07:002010-10-28T22:40:13.783-07:00Bath pictures.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijCVyAUQIvq-iWU-B6TRzWd8HJGM_ZiHPXReTQSMqzQjPtIAYiRg29SfK_0_9JoFpcOR1xfyYTpUhbcMxA47KYcWvhD993G1EVn1avE9dA_Slrfkwjux2BylE75WoeKviHWysvCWJvHZk/s1600/113.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533337912975528354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijCVyAUQIvq-iWU-B6TRzWd8HJGM_ZiHPXReTQSMqzQjPtIAYiRg29SfK_0_9JoFpcOR1xfyYTpUhbcMxA47KYcWvhD993G1EVn1avE9dA_Slrfkwjux2BylE75WoeKviHWysvCWJvHZk/s400/113.JPG" /></a>Frankie says: Oh, I'm not supposed to be on the white couch. But, when there is a sun patch involved, I can't seem to help myself! Please don't be mad!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWUMjm0WK5R-7mDWR21WC2wfcql4xoqcQo7GoFkSebpe7m4Vu4j_HMtIhyphenhyphenvTwGBfTKIF27xSXzZd0wG9Hn4xWPJrwxEAOthvZi6KfMP4bWYbsUoHgUuCZNIyV29LdlLVWiFKCbhgv3CVE/s1600/111.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533337908913490242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWUMjm0WK5R-7mDWR21WC2wfcql4xoqcQo7GoFkSebpe7m4Vu4j_HMtIhyphenhyphenvTwGBfTKIF27xSXzZd0wG9Hn4xWPJrwxEAOthvZi6KfMP4bWYbsUoHgUuCZNIyV29LdlLVWiFKCbhgv3CVE/s400/111.JPG" /></a> Get a load of that outfit. Mommy did not pick it out. Do you see Frankie in the background? Oh, she's back on the white couch where she isn't supposed to be!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqKo65TA8e3510oxh0zolBic4Z-1wymT-4nwNwibYz5TuyXQwrztnLM9L6Y_rvF6fRMEMTxW7BxIsLCLvB2IYukyEhzA8rM0U85tSkwo1KOn6-_RboAlaBUEPb8IxGUzxsnHI0E69KlMA/s1600/108.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533337904301393202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqKo65TA8e3510oxh0zolBic4Z-1wymT-4nwNwibYz5TuyXQwrztnLM9L6Y_rvF6fRMEMTxW7BxIsLCLvB2IYukyEhzA8rM0U85tSkwo1KOn6-_RboAlaBUEPb8IxGUzxsnHI0E69KlMA/s400/108.JPG" /></a> Oskie protecting his toy. Even in his sleep!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwwVpwhpZYFyblfWfPuGk3BnIGf5FgSEOmTzl0JMlJ9yddlK_DmOfxQ_lsjJs1SN3YmtCYVDee1rm_FZr137ETZWcYaUhxfc8PxHWPhwQ9u8Vf-Hs4og2Rv5QwtJdkAFDAscaZlruAJM8/s1600/107.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533337900625672178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwwVpwhpZYFyblfWfPuGk3BnIGf5FgSEOmTzl0JMlJ9yddlK_DmOfxQ_lsjJs1SN3YmtCYVDee1rm_FZr137ETZWcYaUhxfc8PxHWPhwQ9u8Vf-Hs4og2Rv5QwtJdkAFDAscaZlruAJM8/s400/107.JPG" /></a> Oskie fills up the entire tub! The big lug!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaZqmbrde6r1NeWs1J-ytUlx-oODDSoq_DzntHPaB8BOWRWh9OuC7pIIuWSL4BNc5mRGknWKopCs5-5TtkwcsRUJzqbOVJbFeCbIzaHldcrO_cupzxzA8BYu3SM2USx-IAw5HQ2hRLYdY/s1600/105.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533337895837467314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaZqmbrde6r1NeWs1J-ytUlx-oODDSoq_DzntHPaB8BOWRWh9OuC7pIIuWSL4BNc5mRGknWKopCs5-5TtkwcsRUJzqbOVJbFeCbIzaHldcrO_cupzxzA8BYu3SM2USx-IAw5HQ2hRLYdY/s400/105.JPG" /></a> LET ME OUT!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Alli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-2774559456957247202010-10-27T08:09:00.000-07:002010-10-27T08:11:07.807-07:00Bath Day!It's a bit chilly outside (mid-70's) and Frankie is buried in a fleece blanket. I feel bad digging her out to plunk her into the tub, but she's a big gamey and it must be done! :) I'll try and take a picture.Alli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-75625012569746805632010-09-06T13:16:00.000-07:002010-09-06T13:21:05.845-07:00Kitties are back!<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Yay</span>! The kitties are back! Mama wandered back first and checked out the food situation for a couple of days and we had no idea where the kitties had gone. I looked all over the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">cul</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">de</span> sac and never saw them. Then, I went to take her food and water out one morning (it's 105-109 here right now, so fresh water is key for the poor things) and the babies were back!<br /><br />Soupy (Frankie) wants to play with the kitties so badly. I took her to the mail box and she was wagging her tail trying to get over to their bush but I didn't want mom to move them again. Although, they are getting so big, I would like to see her even try to pick one up!<br /><br />The little black one got stuck in a bush UPSIDE DOWN! He had one paw caught and he was howling so bad. I went out there, shooed mom away, and picked the little ingrate up. He scratched the crap out of me, but his foot seems just fine. Soup was very interested in the meowing!Alli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-40903857451931825282010-08-28T12:58:00.000-07:002010-08-28T13:08:58.067-07:00We've missed you guys!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQQ1OtAnm7UJzH_TqqtvlGjRceK4Rf2ResCNUMK8C7W_GRhM8mndYKwfEtre2iShpEFhLjWhwZIleMiIm5hIXhPcBPFd-yYfGx0xjerCa41yBHbbW77IrZ_4Fr2aCAMQhMMWCfhIUkb7Q/s1600/012.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510554284957819090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQQ1OtAnm7UJzH_TqqtvlGjRceK4Rf2ResCNUMK8C7W_GRhM8mndYKwfEtre2iShpEFhLjWhwZIleMiIm5hIXhPcBPFd-yYfGx0xjerCa41yBHbbW77IrZ_4Fr2aCAMQhMMWCfhIUkb7Q/s400/012.JPG" /></a> Above is the big news at our house. Feral cats. Fortunately for all of us, they are in a location the dogs can't see so the barking hasn't been a problem. This little starving mama had her babies in the bushes that join our house with our neighbors in our front yard! Aren't they precious? Anyway, long story short, we are feeding them (I know, I know! But I could not watch them starve). Two days ago we trapped them all (humanely) and took them in to a spay/neuter/release clinic. All were operated on and then we released them the following day. Now, the babies are gone! I'm sick! Mama has turned up to eat but we haven't seen the little guys at all. :( I miss them!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHiO82-tGajvPdipZAtxf8ElSN24cKGrVqqKIeYzI2j__1Q0M-jnyUHn24d_fFEXQEw2-N_Eu9uTWoWuKjSj2whzOclUNmt_2KbsgNbzsjeonz4uwYt25JBWEOvlnigt2-dDPswfFjl3E/s1600/067.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510553165577325314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHiO82-tGajvPdipZAtxf8ElSN24cKGrVqqKIeYzI2j__1Q0M-jnyUHn24d_fFEXQEw2-N_Eu9uTWoWuKjSj2whzOclUNmt_2KbsgNbzsjeonz4uwYt25JBWEOvlnigt2-dDPswfFjl3E/s400/067.JPG" /></a> Oskie and Little<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV7Iv-7FN4DyTkUdt7gF947mFV09qPu9ArgtLboTRypaakmnwScU8vm_fEjrJeGuXQjVik9SVHNfGPNbzQCuMUEE88sS_5etuA46VY68EkpHUHXNh8HfHLn0EM_q-_tCErNZBB9Jzxpmc/s1600/065.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510553152784410002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV7Iv-7FN4DyTkUdt7gF947mFV09qPu9ArgtLboTRypaakmnwScU8vm_fEjrJeGuXQjVik9SVHNfGPNbzQCuMUEE88sS_5etuA46VY68EkpHUHXNh8HfHLn0EM_q-_tCErNZBB9Jzxpmc/s400/065.JPG" /></a><br />They are best buds! </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I'm so sorry that I'm such a lame blogger! Anyone who is friends with me on FB knows I manage to keep current there just fine but for some reason this is a struggle for me sometimes! Lame excuse, I know, but true! :)</div><br /><div></div><br /><div> </div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div></div></div>Alli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-33716591093185439772010-07-13T20:11:00.000-07:002010-07-13T20:32:25.232-07:00HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO FRANKIE!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAZx-2z0Cwc7G3Xva9Cdf4VgipSghAC934XFh2fN6XI1h-goJPfrxOTqmukbBE1v6ALpCS9PPfnLdQmsu4OKDO9Nh-ZcPpZeEwLvsCVrEDewMtc08KJowiTMXdRWTH5dIZ3UraW6g_Opc/s1600/soupylily.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493596680760448706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAZx-2z0Cwc7G3Xva9Cdf4VgipSghAC934XFh2fN6XI1h-goJPfrxOTqmukbBE1v6ALpCS9PPfnLdQmsu4OKDO9Nh-ZcPpZeEwLvsCVrEDewMtc08KJowiTMXdRWTH5dIZ3UraW6g_Opc/s400/soupylily.bmp" /></a> I wanted to find some pictures of all of us with Frankie. Here she is with my daughter, Rose (who turns 3 this Friday!!!). She was wonderful with the baby from day one.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnzKLjhZegNUzyjAYNDqn1cLZlJ3R-jujqAxfmgZKxQky_qAVd8YGdAawwtCQrgAsvw2UkMfGJca_LnMoxYJ_uEtpkwmfQvkcFJjn5tvIIc5shk8VCfFeAxiwrgiHXU84fz85-DxE5Y5Y/s1600/mesoup.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493596680018864978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnzKLjhZegNUzyjAYNDqn1cLZlJ3R-jujqAxfmgZKxQky_qAVd8YGdAawwtCQrgAsvw2UkMfGJca_LnMoxYJ_uEtpkwmfQvkcFJjn5tvIIc5shk8VCfFeAxiwrgiHXU84fz85-DxE5Y5Y/s400/mesoup.jpg" /></a> This was one month after we got Frankie, so she was 16 weeks. I look ill. That's because I got PREGNANT right after we got Frankie and was very sick! Frankie and I spent a lot of time sleeping on the couch together. Oh, who am I kidding - we still do. ;)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZFZaR0D5kSw3hfJ9SALUhh7OEQRAfq1UJlYmKrrfeePqG6CjplWwPVThGLaX5DJFlqnVLCRM8_E_A8tpei7sbViIi-9_zdL5E4zi03bphJpapxdaiP4OeUcw_l8FtnkOx1MSeZ90z6T8/s1600/soupyriley.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493596672703627874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZFZaR0D5kSw3hfJ9SALUhh7OEQRAfq1UJlYmKrrfeePqG6CjplWwPVThGLaX5DJFlqnVLCRM8_E_A8tpei7sbViIi-9_zdL5E4zi03bphJpapxdaiP4OeUcw_l8FtnkOx1MSeZ90z6T8/s400/soupyriley.bmp" /></a> Here is Big with Frankie. You can barely see her! This is at the dog park.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-YDzK_tfV9H8CxQDaEAPTQkHgWBkNDqdvJ-z1A2pGDoY2r3KV1Eee2vJbVNt0AEBIOgCFKjFBGw-FC_X2wHvV1NgeXv-pL1TvoWZSZ1cdGUItn8I0LIfWfK6O0emyPbRM3RYeNu-JCzs/s1600/Souplucky.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493595868342583778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-YDzK_tfV9H8CxQDaEAPTQkHgWBkNDqdvJ-z1A2pGDoY2r3KV1Eee2vJbVNt0AEBIOgCFKjFBGw-FC_X2wHvV1NgeXv-pL1TvoWZSZ1cdGUItn8I0LIfWfK6O0emyPbRM3RYeNu-JCzs/s400/Souplucky.jpg" /></a> As usual, the pictures are out of order (it shouldn't be this hard). This was taken the day we brought Frankie home. That is Lucky, who has since crossed the rainbow bridge. Lucky was 12 when we brought Frankie home and she was remarkably tolerant of this active little puppy who showed up and took over!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPKCw_wkpiKDdlZTD8bXBmC9sDrpac74ukUPntGki33YInks53-ISdPQU0aTa9GQklTpDdQOh_frJBTn1qsr702LVDSuYlFS4QkFeIjhOwcltL_PM96gR10a9wAryTSorzqMoGwkKJrTs/s1600/soupy8.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493595865002955314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPKCw_wkpiKDdlZTD8bXBmC9sDrpac74ukUPntGki33YInks53-ISdPQU0aTa9GQklTpDdQOh_frJBTn1qsr702LVDSuYlFS4QkFeIjhOwcltL_PM96gR10a9wAryTSorzqMoGwkKJrTs/s400/soupy8.jpg" /></a> Another picture from the first days of our lives with Frankie. I have never loved a dog like I love my Frankie.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAMY33GqqJFEWY_7DPp7p83EApWfFYUDoyLi9K_cDn_-20KY0lpLA9T3jDY5UcFW_x3XGTpl_Y47jLWq9GaP2cRYN9BiMtY_jBmeH8EEvjOmeKWk5CXL2exyCgp7PWRdhYmKgpeix8ndA/s1600/soupydad.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493595862986392098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAMY33GqqJFEWY_7DPp7p83EApWfFYUDoyLi9K_cDn_-20KY0lpLA9T3jDY5UcFW_x3XGTpl_Y47jLWq9GaP2cRYN9BiMtY_jBmeH8EEvjOmeKWk5CXL2exyCgp7PWRdhYmKgpeix8ndA/s400/soupydad.bmp" /></a> Frankie and her daddy! So cute. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6iY6V3oYUhFW1sUCaYwfLvB3G-TGb_79j9uLjASOoCG6PvMZiprt1lqsovvK8VfUdIca52PGrwvUV7AzYSkJd0vhPC-3AuNnZCCSHfYGkIjkMkjYWnsWhGAQ776FdLvYkKWxmlazty7M/s1600/soupyrun.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493595853363661874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6iY6V3oYUhFW1sUCaYwfLvB3G-TGb_79j9uLjASOoCG6PvMZiprt1lqsovvK8VfUdIca52PGrwvUV7AzYSkJd0vhPC-3AuNnZCCSHfYGkIjkMkjYWnsWhGAQ776FdLvYkKWxmlazty7M/s400/soupyrun.bmp" /></a> I LOVE this picture of Frankie running. We love to say there isn't anything cuter than a dachshund running at eye level.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkQKfiVFmhIzzovLMPJ_gYrQAFACSo0HLxQalkd1SEq7hA-6pD_VT-PqLcp2ZPS9euiugpA7coBuFqHXj-lqFq06_Oqbo8Ila_fINhN-xRWlcNdo7rt7rrcqYrwx7TEgX-NSovudeC79o/s1600/soupyjack.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493595847529803122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkQKfiVFmhIzzovLMPJ_gYrQAFACSo0HLxQalkd1SEq7hA-6pD_VT-PqLcp2ZPS9euiugpA7coBuFqHXj-lqFq06_Oqbo8Ila_fINhN-xRWlcNdo7rt7rrcqYrwx7TEgX-NSovudeC79o/s400/soupyjack.jpg" /></a> Frankie curled up with Little.<br /><br /><br />My life really did change when we got Frankie. I love her dearly and we cannot imagine our lives without her! So, say a little "happy birthday" to Frankie wherever you are today! :)<br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Alli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-44235329042312285042010-07-09T21:55:00.000-07:002010-07-09T22:08:52.630-07:00Dr. Doom<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtF-1E_m9Sky0dcLnHDWPNCO5i7uEGnIUdVdD3mpk3K_X67GdUF-souiXkjz5kr_PP0TlTRITFT14c9jEm0-JxdKtGbW09OHguVDUye1NQKovum7FI_Ecm3XotUJOQtQOKv5ftebZ9MD4/s1600/035.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492138557176655778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtF-1E_m9Sky0dcLnHDWPNCO5i7uEGnIUdVdD3mpk3K_X67GdUF-souiXkjz5kr_PP0TlTRITFT14c9jEm0-JxdKtGbW09OHguVDUye1NQKovum7FI_Ecm3XotUJOQtQOKv5ftebZ9MD4/s400/035.JPG" /></a> Frankie was taken to the vet this morning bright and early.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy4ERU3iz8HTYWpSkSx7tnzdWH4xddemX99gTNzF0H86md7zc7q6zX-ja2hf2UAizFMW1Ak7HONhKidUnl-LqpXfJnbI1vwMoTW2lQvVJPjV4kBPi2Mln65u3z2SG1mjX2btks-8yXnaU/s1600/038.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492138550169553506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy4ERU3iz8HTYWpSkSx7tnzdWH4xddemX99gTNzF0H86md7zc7q6zX-ja2hf2UAizFMW1Ak7HONhKidUnl-LqpXfJnbI1vwMoTW2lQvVJPjV4kBPi2Mln65u3z2SG1mjX2btks-8yXnaU/s400/038.JPG" /></a> She was put under and had her teeth cleaned. We thought she'd need 2 extractions but it turns out that wasn't the case.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTdHIFu9J8-UCjWbNkp5FCKrSH85N6ywyAZLeLD9CijKlRdb4bah_P68ttcWMeG3lOwj_DLMNJLit6LzXuPVdzct1k2hKNZXwcJURypmCGW9_fFvXApDqtmUe174o8bX0ybbCI7F4sHI0/s1600/041.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492138544303331522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTdHIFu9J8-UCjWbNkp5FCKrSH85N6ywyAZLeLD9CijKlRdb4bah_P68ttcWMeG3lOwj_DLMNJLit6LzXuPVdzct1k2hKNZXwcJURypmCGW9_fFvXApDqtmUe174o8bX0ybbCI7F4sHI0/s400/041.JPG" /></a> "Hey! Take my picture, too!" says Oskie.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHa4Gi4ForkLl4mFKYPP1v7XjiFRkokjOS199Og4AWBlQI8tOgfYHU1fj2H0PZ9rEel2g6aW3WwF5dIYGVd0WUilX6MFWWTgYkInRAsHTkwEZm5zpiTUAm7EmJ3w4y7m97Ri3D_0aPYgk/s1600/046.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492138536556931282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHa4Gi4ForkLl4mFKYPP1v7XjiFRkokjOS199Og4AWBlQI8tOgfYHU1fj2H0PZ9rEel2g6aW3WwF5dIYGVd0WUilX6MFWWTgYkInRAsHTkwEZm5zpiTUAm7EmJ3w4y7m97Ri3D_0aPYgk/s400/046.JPG" /></a> I'm trying to coax Frankie to eat. She had a hard time coming out of her anesthesia. She's been crying on and off all day. She stopped crying long enough for a piece of cheese. :) </div><div> </div><div>As the evening has worn on, she's become much more like herself. I can't believe how much she's sleeping!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGopMkEI3WHfwuQTfE6vzZYwyHnL1hGTlBj39jTijI2YUjP20Lb7GMsFLSzDuETAlm-qIJffDDZZGCJjsRBwf_bgCe1VzQXbJ1_dHU8_pO4GYrwQrbUpZf6Xqvhyh3n94f-Cw1dLi_TfE/s1600/045.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492138529487869778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGopMkEI3WHfwuQTfE6vzZYwyHnL1hGTlBj39jTijI2YUjP20Lb7GMsFLSzDuETAlm-qIJffDDZZGCJjsRBwf_bgCe1VzQXbJ1_dHU8_pO4GYrwQrbUpZf6Xqvhyh3n94f-Cw1dLi_TfE/s400/045.JPG" /></a> "Why did you do that to me? I thought we were driving to the dog park!"<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Alli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-27686965171921820332010-06-23T21:45:00.001-07:002010-06-23T21:52:05.078-07:00Hottest Day of the Year!Frankie here. It's supposed to be the hottest day of the year tomorrow. 112-114 degrees! Here's what I'm thinking for tomorrow:<br /><br />* wake up my mom so I can go outside for my morning constitutional<br />* lay in the sun<br />* eat (if there's some chicken broth on my food. If not, whine at dish until mom gets the hint)<br />* back outside to tan my belly<br />* come in for a nap<br />* chew on bully stick. Take Oskie's bully stick.<br />* outside for some sun<br />* repeat until sun goes down.<br /><br />:) xoxo FrankieAlli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-89143615104781819022010-06-08T22:34:00.000-07:002010-06-08T22:42:06.415-07:00Overkill?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdSr2bw2uVEPxD0IV21GaFfEyZ1PhyphenhyphenJKyqIm4qV6duLPrRpqYOAo2Ga2cH-JM475BrhDXs-WBUIHoVV4vjw9j62TBjX5gnoTjR0DKKPoNWqTVMva3d4W6HA4z3AqwQRsMZULXrtS5RmXc/s1600/223331.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480643498544031714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdSr2bw2uVEPxD0IV21GaFfEyZ1PhyphenhyphenJKyqIm4qV6duLPrRpqYOAo2Ga2cH-JM475BrhDXs-WBUIHoVV4vjw9j62TBjX5gnoTjR0DKKPoNWqTVMva3d4W6HA4z3AqwQRsMZULXrtS5RmXc/s400/223331.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJI6D57qqeZY4fNU-NtUb4XSJ3V5jsxZyt7v5pJ5soAfF9Yfav3nlsq4pOyOVdMnd0L89hyphenhyphenGJs8ulthYH1C4Z25Lo4mamCT_3gLCdY4at7tzJehY0VeyjpSipbST0yr5pvgO_jKzHSFDM/s1600/223311.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480643491833918338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJI6D57qqeZY4fNU-NtUb4XSJ3V5jsxZyt7v5pJ5soAfF9Yfav3nlsq4pOyOVdMnd0L89hyphenhyphenGJs8ulthYH1C4Z25Lo4mamCT_3gLCdY4at7tzJehY0VeyjpSipbST0yr5pvgO_jKzHSFDM/s400/223311.jpg" /></a> Do you LOOOOVVVEEE my new bag? Oh, they had so many different things: pencil case, hard metal lunch box, pen with feather and dachshund on top, passport cover, luggage tag, ipod case, notebook. . . you KNOW you are dying to find out where this was purchased!!!!!!! The line is called Sausage Dogs. </div><div> </div><div>I am a handbag snob. It's true. However, this is my new handbag. Consider me recovered. I am SO happy with this purchase!!!!!</div><div> </div><div>I am tempted to keep you in suspense. Of course, it would be so fun to have you all run out to this store and then photograph and post your purchases. Hmmmmm. What do to, what to do?</div><div> </div><div>BORDERS BOOKS! Get your butts out there! The sales guy said they will go on sale in a bit but right now it's full price. </div><div> </div><div>I love my dachshund bloggers! :)<br /><br /></div><div></div>Alli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-24362116843998474372010-05-25T20:36:00.000-07:002010-05-25T20:43:58.807-07:00Silly Miss Frankie<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiqd07O-30-lbVLm2eleWWPQi1IPIwnTtXSJfKGlXVHHUWUfYGSEk1zn8efdoZ-cSg5oCWQAA6ZGAdZ8HMTeGYbG48jH9H1k329mHGe-KGSLqsUxBi_f447vZgZ2AxI1I8KS2JoljRuUw/s1600/022.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475418681588594418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiqd07O-30-lbVLm2eleWWPQi1IPIwnTtXSJfKGlXVHHUWUfYGSEk1zn8efdoZ-cSg5oCWQAA6ZGAdZ8HMTeGYbG48jH9H1k329mHGe-KGSLqsUxBi_f447vZgZ2AxI1I8KS2JoljRuUw/s400/022.JPG" /></a> Did someone drop a tasty treat under here?<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJM7dQ16U4KByfIW5ybcWYGw526bi_sfn0wZvyXrYpoDRFsCRFlmBtSym6e2OjLT78ULwTxJbz-hkAGMlPNrTMi1l3Qsq6f9k81gOypC-J6LTls7bIE5iEc8c6gIz577kunj3DXp0NDIE/s1600/021.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475418670637859154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJM7dQ16U4KByfIW5ybcWYGw526bi_sfn0wZvyXrYpoDRFsCRFlmBtSym6e2OjLT78ULwTxJbz-hkAGMlPNrTMi1l3Qsq6f9k81gOypC-J6LTls7bIE5iEc8c6gIz577kunj3DXp0NDIE/s400/021.JPG" /></a> Seriously, where is it?<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS6e37hJP1HGJ7T5KuX_DmXnTf2kHiQtt4W0tbpQnH_Ll_rdsVxZo-cBI52SFRi6My-7WSI2CGfq1IZToSObpsKtlMLSm2tQLZzpAU9wH_eflQa80TqZPzUvbxvgNc1NYmoXoLeV3E2RQ/s1600/020.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475418661235317874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS6e37hJP1HGJ7T5KuX_DmXnTf2kHiQtt4W0tbpQnH_Ll_rdsVxZo-cBI52SFRi6My-7WSI2CGfq1IZToSObpsKtlMLSm2tQLZzpAU9wH_eflQa80TqZPzUvbxvgNc1NYmoXoLeV3E2RQ/s400/020.JPG" /></a> Don't close the door!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBMKBDo3cm54nrskZ2eqFB9VPlpBw25eNL3H6ZhKPO2nIbMWEgItRCeBNKhYFdBcxQr39zY7kR_XfCyMm7Ku_rfHQc0DFxThUbAia_dqEN6h9-kgDkiQTbff-Zj78Zaum7XyGemqbepac/s1600/019.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475418658925539986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBMKBDo3cm54nrskZ2eqFB9VPlpBw25eNL3H6ZhKPO2nIbMWEgItRCeBNKhYFdBcxQr39zY7kR_XfCyMm7Ku_rfHQc0DFxThUbAia_dqEN6h9-kgDkiQTbff-Zj78Zaum7XyGemqbepac/s400/019.JPG" /></a> I think it's a butter wrapper for me to lick.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtDEtx7xZpomaP92ZpeRqrzw5JDKR6TrkIp4EQ6NmbBs8l2BX6nDomsfsh-FDqbZhWyb0eUu3ywfGYfWkPOOSqzuYjkOyqBy-IKAR20RE3RMCWLUzBYkPVOT6n0AYoUV_MW8Ujclk6pZY/s1600/028.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475418651912857794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtDEtx7xZpomaP92ZpeRqrzw5JDKR6TrkIp4EQ6NmbBs8l2BX6nDomsfsh-FDqbZhWyb0eUu3ywfGYfWkPOOSqzuYjkOyqBy-IKAR20RE3RMCWLUzBYkPVOT6n0AYoUV_MW8Ujclk6pZY/s400/028.JPG" /></a> Ahhh, a full tummy. Time for a nap.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Alli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-63785728269036808812010-05-17T10:25:00.000-07:002010-05-17T10:29:15.766-07:00Swimming PoolHey - it's me, Frankie. Let me tell you one thing I hate. The swimming pool. Why anyone would voluntarily get in that thing I cannot imagine. But, my people seem to think it's hilarious to scoop me up and carry me out in the pool. <br /><br />Usually, it goes like this: my mom picks me up and walks down the steps holding me snug. Once I see where she is headed, I get very still because I know what's coming. She holds me in the pool and lets me go, and I swim to the edge. Then she laughs and says I look like a spotted torpedo or a river otter. Then she dries me off and gives me a treat. Then I lay in the sun for an hour to dry off.<br /><br />If I'm still feeling peckish, I go near her again because I really don't mind going in if there are treats involved. . . :) xoxo Frankie MaeAlli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-62965394221759352282010-04-21T21:07:00.001-07:002010-04-21T21:11:53.562-07:00Finally!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxTSjNVd9OS7m6QxJhbr4HIx9gL9ONC2nTsV1VSpcnRqN0R3DsLSMV4GAdCWTD7VtyIcseOiizhoifOCxXYvg2kuoVEOQwdrFM9nShwRuC77R0MxF4cOw-cQR4vaeTvJssg5wm1CoG57k/s1600/004.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462809052193936850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxTSjNVd9OS7m6QxJhbr4HIx9gL9ONC2nTsV1VSpcnRqN0R3DsLSMV4GAdCWTD7VtyIcseOiizhoifOCxXYvg2kuoVEOQwdrFM9nShwRuC77R0MxF4cOw-cQR4vaeTvJssg5wm1CoG57k/s400/004.JPG" /></a> HERE IT IS! He does this all the time - I can't believe how hard it's been to get a photo of it! He sticks out his tongue when he sleeps. Oh, Oscar. You are so funny!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBK_96o54mxfHBfTvchKIvTf7sGoUUOueo6KF-MEMJfxaipYLuuaAshKSJ9lL40eit3gX4un6oQFkP1ajpmq_3uDgFFfCgQWmS0lkvGIxoIeUB9hFZ0GosTh6ddP9528SEUQ_xl6trtlo/s1600/005.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462809047905853698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBK_96o54mxfHBfTvchKIvTf7sGoUUOueo6KF-MEMJfxaipYLuuaAshKSJ9lL40eit3gX4un6oQFkP1ajpmq_3uDgFFfCgQWmS0lkvGIxoIeUB9hFZ0GosTh6ddP9528SEUQ_xl6trtlo/s400/005.JPG" /></a> Then if we move around too much, in it goes. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgByySodb-6GJh375CirT9bLZmf80Ox0UzrmYPS7GHKE3bRFdyRNdP9lLZ19QJrmEoa2ozXq3FFxtxNoASQI4mjRNju8VhyphenhyphenmhoZhNKr-YVk3EsXI7JS16yeulyL2LxzUGIj8Gfl1g905M8/s1600/007.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462809032194640258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgByySodb-6GJh375CirT9bLZmf80Ox0UzrmYPS7GHKE3bRFdyRNdP9lLZ19QJrmEoa2ozXq3FFxtxNoASQI4mjRNju8VhyphenhyphenmhoZhNKr-YVk3EsXI7JS16yeulyL2LxzUGIj8Gfl1g905M8/s400/007.JPG" /></a> Another funny Oscar thing is that he closes his eyes in nearly every picture! For all of these, he was fully awake! The little tongue sticking out is my favorite thing about Oscar. It makes me laugh every single time. :)<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Alli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-55512217119372838512010-04-14T10:41:00.001-07:002010-04-14T10:50:15.546-07:00Just too hard to capture!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE3eNVV7Byj7o_lBttXULLuNtXTpFuowWBsvLnS-He7t_UN2zBTqVD30bxO9F02O4La8RWK8M-PdFNln8F6YzH31sx_FIpTu0NRIjJrbkrm9TGS0sDN48EVaBzWs9VdYDQgszTD4DdxqE/s1600/067.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460050457312287874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE3eNVV7Byj7o_lBttXULLuNtXTpFuowWBsvLnS-He7t_UN2zBTqVD30bxO9F02O4La8RWK8M-PdFNln8F6YzH31sx_FIpTu0NRIjJrbkrm9TGS0sDN48EVaBzWs9VdYDQgszTD4DdxqE/s400/067.JPG" /></a> This is our outdoor kennel. It's nice for Oskie, especially, because when we are gone, he can come out here instead of being inside in the crate.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirPIH0Q-l3KwZnboqQ7YvkZN1Jkz-deiSREXfoFJistx1SN_EdHAwza_BQ-XD76EkDULqGDCTwHp2M2XaU6v3vKGQrz9Ztse209rmH6KCmwNJY2MFXmlfL9Q7PJ4FyS9EGFmyTW_NRjoI/s1600/066.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460050450530104706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirPIH0Q-l3KwZnboqQ7YvkZN1Jkz-deiSREXfoFJistx1SN_EdHAwza_BQ-XD76EkDULqGDCTwHp2M2XaU6v3vKGQrz9Ztse209rmH6KCmwNJY2MFXmlfL9Q7PJ4FyS9EGFmyTW_NRjoI/s400/066.JPG" /></a> This is a close up of the reason I posted these pictures! The honeysuckle! It's just starting to bloom and is about to go crazy. Mind you, this is only it's 2nd year! It's taken over and it's so fragrant and wonderful. I think I might hang out in the kennel myself for a while! :)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMqdSXQtYKoKXkZhnJgavVwhxqpeJGcZx3l8TToTKPnnBJDxXMJkvcf5ffIMWcmBUZuIC0Hh8IJRRhMkQICubOHjtJU5HwMt7Y8Lx0iOwhKNJaW_yVvy9Z2yYl7xGZZDXdZ7Oiwe4h2_8/s1600/069.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460050440463027954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMqdSXQtYKoKXkZhnJgavVwhxqpeJGcZx3l8TToTKPnnBJDxXMJkvcf5ffIMWcmBUZuIC0Hh8IJRRhMkQICubOHjtJU5HwMt7Y8Lx0iOwhKNJaW_yVvy9Z2yYl7xGZZDXdZ7Oiwe4h2_8/s400/069.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>My favortie thing about Oskie is too hard to capture! I have a picture on my cell phone - I wish I could figure out how to get that picture on to my computer! Until then, I thought I'd show you a picture of Osk that I love. This picture is so funny! He loves to tool around the yard and poke his nose in and around all of the plants.</div><div> </div><div>Did I tell you that he got stung by a scorpion?! Just like poor Frankie last year - remember that? A clever blogger would link that post HERE (pretend it's highlighted), but you're stuck with me, so just try and think back. ;) Anyway, I was making coffee and heard a big YELP and looked over and he was rubbing his nose on the carpet and that scorpion was making a break for it! Of course Frankie was running behind my legs - she remembered and wasn't offering Osk any help at all! :)</div><div> </div><div>I'm still going to try and capture Oskie's little habit. Now I felt I've built it up too much and you'll be disappointed, but I'm also up for the challenge! Almost had it this morning! :)</div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Alli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-32317334724149067642010-04-08T21:43:00.000-07:002010-04-08T21:52:05.471-07:00Here comes the sun!Frankie <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">looooves</span> the sun. She knows where all of the good sun patches are in the living room and she knows what time they are at their warm and toastiest. Frankie follows me around everywhere, except mid morning when she can always be found in her favorite living room sun patch.<br /><br />And I love this dog so much that when we were moving furniture around, I took into consideration that sun patch, and placed the furniture around it. What? Too indulgent?<br /><br /><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Oskie</span> (we rarely call him Oscar anymore) is sun patch neutral. He never seeks them out. When the dogs are outside, it's the same thing. He is on the hunt - checking out every leaf and bird and possible pee spot. Frankie does her business and flops over in the grass or on the pool deck. It's hilarious!<br /><br />Next post, I'm going to write about my FAVORITE thing about <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Oskie</span>. And <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">oooh</span>, is it a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">goodie</span>! How's that for suspense? ;)Alli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-65904272001826511352010-03-30T15:37:00.000-07:002010-03-30T15:54:18.944-07:00Long time, no see! :)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMJdcXPb0mDqI3TT5ozPQqIk399rFI8-0H9WXmlidF6c7zQLUTu2RTXp_qsitZYUIgZ98w5kI_gZF0vQ-6aH_y6AhClEkNw_9LzJLS78BJ0wBXH1PZwgibBhQlj8BVYXkftRKGAQVoW2I/s1600/154012.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454562085614369474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMJdcXPb0mDqI3TT5ozPQqIk399rFI8-0H9WXmlidF6c7zQLUTu2RTXp_qsitZYUIgZ98w5kI_gZF0vQ-6aH_y6AhClEkNw_9LzJLS78BJ0wBXH1PZwgibBhQlj8BVYXkftRKGAQVoW2I/s400/154012.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieJfQYQaftDdzgdPS1vnIQ44oS0DjC77P7iDqaxgIUYcEB9Iwn1JBVbYWPV1QIYGk4d22L89mOxOp5c5PpaHE9up43SIZXu199rUia9GfN68yeMWHiyowpCl7jHMh0Cv7WVnHfIY7suMw/s1600/153950.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454562079130557266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieJfQYQaftDdzgdPS1vnIQ44oS0DjC77P7iDqaxgIUYcEB9Iwn1JBVbYWPV1QIYGk4d22L89mOxOp5c5PpaHE9up43SIZXu199rUia9GfN68yeMWHiyowpCl7jHMh0Cv7WVnHfIY7suMw/s400/153950.jpg" /></a><br />My life is crazy. It's so hectic here sometimes! </div><div> </div><div>Okay, on to the dogs.</div><div> </div><div>Frankie is doing well. My husband has been out of town for a few days and she sleeps with me when he's gone - I loooooove it! :) She's such a little heater! I think I like it more than she does, though. Sometimes, she has me put her down so she can crawl into her own bed in the middle of the night. I try not to take offense. </div><div> </div><div>Oscar is OBSESSED with tennis balls. He has popped 3 already. He rolls them around and chases them all by himself. I have to take it away to make him go outside to go potty and to get something to drink. He exhausts himself! </div><div> </div><div>The dogs had their first real scuffle. Oscar nipped Frankie (she made a move for the ball, which is funny because she cannot fit her mouth around it). They growled and got a little carried away but then kissed and made up. No skirmishes since! </div><div> </div><div>Okay, I'm off to catch up on your blogs!<br /></div><div></div>Alli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-72954514281559779792010-03-10T21:48:00.000-08:002010-03-10T22:02:24.539-08:00Hi, again!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUEHgsaKjIWZbSMzsDK4Y7zG49BCiDgK1Ys-VZpqzb7NM5bAN8PfCpMKawios-lm0W4a3RhCHZcd0U7QqaK2gQs_pgjESvL1kC59MFwvWIY5y4ldTdGIMk9yQT5wc74tgMaI4UEVXOB_c/s1600-h/005.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447252040581114994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUEHgsaKjIWZbSMzsDK4Y7zG49BCiDgK1Ys-VZpqzb7NM5bAN8PfCpMKawios-lm0W4a3RhCHZcd0U7QqaK2gQs_pgjESvL1kC59MFwvWIY5y4ldTdGIMk9yQT5wc74tgMaI4UEVXOB_c/s400/005.JPG" /></a> Here I am snuggling with Frankie.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcmMFtk3viH-dSO5bjiZOgEwP9xgr4LuNax5KIJNyLDYy5FVwQ4C7InXM3ISz2a_acBxlds2W6rx-JbN3R66mOVnkcD2R0GvyquChJcW96_C1KNIWz-kx6loGyWMRCgI4KRPGbwv3uuO0/s1600-h/002.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447252029835570978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcmMFtk3viH-dSO5bjiZOgEwP9xgr4LuNax5KIJNyLDYy5FVwQ4C7InXM3ISz2a_acBxlds2W6rx-JbN3R66mOVnkcD2R0GvyquChJcW96_C1KNIWz-kx6loGyWMRCgI4KRPGbwv3uuO0/s400/002.JPG" /></a> I looooove my rawhide.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsB_eNmvTZfttIoPjs2u-Eyt77OKwT5wyzOpoYhCZl5TeQiDIHfshIEwYNGYQrldc6HvRe8QKFZQB5ApQ-qMCp53WeSf22IupUZTKtpSL4CY6013iTrOL27p-x-mFX5dNqBzu2Hdopuv4/s1600-h/001.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447252023766524594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsB_eNmvTZfttIoPjs2u-Eyt77OKwT5wyzOpoYhCZl5TeQiDIHfshIEwYNGYQrldc6HvRe8QKFZQB5ApQ-qMCp53WeSf22IupUZTKtpSL4CY6013iTrOL27p-x-mFX5dNqBzu2Hdopuv4/s400/001.JPG" /></a> She's beautiful! :)<br /><br /><br /><div>It's me, Oscar. Mom says to tell you my owie is healing nicely. I'm adding that it itches and I'd like to chew it constantly, but I know I'm not supposed to!</div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div>Also, there are lots of birds in our yard. I'm sure they are trying to get in the house and do some damage, so I'm watching them closely and chasing them out of the yard!</div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div>When I'm not being the resident watchdog, I like to chew on my rawhide. Seriously - it is the highlight of my day. Sometimes, Frankie takes it and leaves hers and I just switch with her. </div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div>Okay, I've got to go. Naps to take, yards to fertilize, birds to chase. :) </div></div></div>Alli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-56451430075892207272010-03-07T19:09:00.000-08:002010-03-07T19:17:29.160-08:00Rain, rain, go away!Oh, the rain! It's nice but the dogs hate it so.<br /><br />Oscar is healing again. He and Frankie are getting along well. He still seems to be a little neurotic but he's mellowing out some.<br /><br />Frankie is still her soft and sweet self. I love that dog! She doesn't always love me - especially when Oscar is near my lap on the couch, but she's coming around. She does seem to love Oscar, though. She licks him and they play all the time. It's so sweet.<br /><br />I'll try and get some pictures of that!Alli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-2236168509122063712010-02-28T16:16:00.000-08:002010-02-28T16:19:10.594-08:00Oh my gosh. Seriously?Okay - you are not going to believe this. Oscar has managed to open his wound! And it was totally closed! I have no idea what is going on. He's been - ahem - licking himself a bit the past couple of days and I finally thought to take a peek at his personal area and the wound is open. *sigh*<br />It's such a bummer. He's back in the neck cone and towel neck wrap thingy. I am bummed. Why would he do that? <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Grrrrr</span>!<br />Fortunately, he's still on the stinking antibiotics from before so hopefully he won't get an infection!Alli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-28797433333689067572010-02-26T21:00:00.000-08:002010-02-26T21:04:50.354-08:00Friday!Ahhh, I love Friday! It means that there are more of my family around the house! I'm a little concerned because everyone is packing lunches for tomorrow as if they are going to be gone. <br /><br />Hmmmmm.Alli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-85004353183773190812010-02-17T20:18:00.001-08:002010-02-17T20:35:59.105-08:00Wordless Wednesday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgld1CLzlOd39W8mQnANDkkvH54YjD-bM1541jY_1WJJdN4PTQvWagi0npei47nkJKhFY_oqqK-acvtcvf5CPU5FBJ20ShkyQuelAle7epVqz2CaQDdiADrFQ_z-nnkpfqSQplmxBe-O_U/s1600-h/058.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439433582297069506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgld1CLzlOd39W8mQnANDkkvH54YjD-bM1541jY_1WJJdN4PTQvWagi0npei47nkJKhFY_oqqK-acvtcvf5CPU5FBJ20ShkyQuelAle7epVqz2CaQDdiADrFQ_z-nnkpfqSQplmxBe-O_U/s400/058.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf2a71YFcgbs_Pe1LKsHtfJf-_YlG22XSPQrUH6d_Seghwt5bdyOkT8ygdiF-RwsZdMgegH2BKwjw1CqZ3t5Do75PxUCkPnDSvO77gp7VLPxGV07hurQYZaGHdib7y4xzRAjhsvh7CgyA/s1600-h/059.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439433573522972674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf2a71YFcgbs_Pe1LKsHtfJf-_YlG22XSPQrUH6d_Seghwt5bdyOkT8ygdiF-RwsZdMgegH2BKwjw1CqZ3t5Do75PxUCkPnDSvO77gp7VLPxGV07hurQYZaGHdib7y4xzRAjhsvh7CgyA/s400/059.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDN4YPtzM9sXNWYW33kCML8uP9KI8JkuZbJj3snv89fI3N-FdwK_3frzg8KChEAPRTbfZoOnOJUN64ngQRYBLsNMRnnYYTsQE3RoZtT7ZwLivkT1Ul9LcfUxIL6JTPk3O2V_SB8SwGP4Y/s1600-h/060.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439433564657072130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDN4YPtzM9sXNWYW33kCML8uP9KI8JkuZbJj3snv89fI3N-FdwK_3frzg8KChEAPRTbfZoOnOJUN64ngQRYBLsNMRnnYYTsQE3RoZtT7ZwLivkT1Ul9LcfUxIL6JTPk3O2V_SB8SwGP4Y/s400/060.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Alli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-62139256041362423212010-02-16T19:51:00.000-08:002010-02-16T19:59:52.477-08:00Oscar here.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzwKsUE5mEluGSx02uzL1PPDwj7eCsqElSRITEGOf531RcQ2gGK21W1Az_-QdTlsXQKE1b8wO47iuwTIcRMJZrzJ8G-ouSEg6760Y1xhUPcSidg3Rd6i3n1nWr6XeEOFbiQKqMTOoTn3k/s1600-h/205225.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439055718461408946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzwKsUE5mEluGSx02uzL1PPDwj7eCsqElSRITEGOf531RcQ2gGK21W1Az_-QdTlsXQKE1b8wO47iuwTIcRMJZrzJ8G-ouSEg6760Y1xhUPcSidg3Rd6i3n1nWr6XeEOFbiQKqMTOoTn3k/s400/205225.jpg" /></a> Hello, all. It's Oscar here. Frankie said I should just write about my day, so here it goes.<br /><br />I ate this morning and it was so very good. It's nice not to be hungry all of the time - although I do want to eat much more than I am given! After a brief nap, I was hauled to the vet.<br /><br />This is where my day takes an ugly turn.<br /><br />I was supposed to get one shot. This turned into a visit with the doctor, a temperature taking (a-hem! excuse me back there! We have only just met!), TWO shots, and then I heard my mom mention that I was seen scooting across the gravel outside. This comment got me put into a very awkward position indeed! There was some squeezing back there that I did not appreciate, although I do feel much better now. I'm not going to let my mom know that, though!<br /><br />Also, my family was gone a lot today. Not for long periods of time, but in and out. I hate to be alone and I am much happier when I'm in the kennel with Dixie if they aren't here. She's very cuddly. They say she's 12 years old, which explains why she just lays down and sleeps all the time.<br /><br />I am hopeful that tomorrow will be a little better. But even the worst of days are still great in my new forever home! <br /><br />See ya!<br />OscarAlli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-7970333402942698992010-02-15T14:02:00.001-08:002010-02-15T14:08:31.268-08:00Healing NicelyFinally, some good news! The dogs seem to be healing nicely. Oscar is still on his antibiotics and all 3 dogs are coughing but usually only first thing in the morning. <br /><br />Oscar is still tail chasing but he is easily distracted from it and it's only once in a while so I'm letting that go for now. Choosing not to worry about it. Burying my head in the sand, if you will. <br /><br />We have been home all day today - the 3 kids and I. My husband is out of town. The dogs have been loving this day nearly as much as we have. It's been good to stop the world for a day and just hang out together. Such a blessing. <br /><br />Oscar has hidden so many toys! It is so funny - I can't even tell you! He gets such a devious look about him, too, when he is searching for a good spot to stash his wares.Alli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-82586970729914207582010-02-11T13:01:00.001-08:002010-02-11T13:07:33.148-08:00Frankie Mae<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJJy7I9CLTgD7vtHRRB357S0KQXt5l2WL9OjrfJUOOxUulc38suR_85B5A16iX6iMI7icGv2Xny3ANurrGVObWhY6oZJq7IsN1XBz7RZUqYSow1vZUeBDUD2kxt2WCdwhpUDyKnvGrK_4/s1600-h/Soupy3.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437094350728558066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJJy7I9CLTgD7vtHRRB357S0KQXt5l2WL9OjrfJUOOxUulc38suR_85B5A16iX6iMI7icGv2Xny3ANurrGVObWhY6oZJq7IsN1XBz7RZUqYSow1vZUeBDUD2kxt2WCdwhpUDyKnvGrK_4/s400/Soupy3.bmp" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTr_Qc5YvHmJYZvNyAa7i9ufTICAbmUjHzDCFCxr-8o0WzZgXuJCXpImmR4sCTFqE-qu5KfSQCxSMzhpvCxlOUcCCLsRbyOGEsVjBd9TBGdRd-D0YQ42ZUsy_Nw6WN6ylzG0QWOxfVV0E/s1600-h/Soupy2.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437094344283393474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTr_Qc5YvHmJYZvNyAa7i9ufTICAbmUjHzDCFCxr-8o0WzZgXuJCXpImmR4sCTFqE-qu5KfSQCxSMzhpvCxlOUcCCLsRbyOGEsVjBd9TBGdRd-D0YQ42ZUsy_Nw6WN6ylzG0QWOxfVV0E/s400/Soupy2.bmp" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheCPDKIOuNYMbqbxR-gq1oSwFx_txMuIDuo5n2udN-60K3GtK1iICLffLX51n1R_vDedx12vZPVnf8cg3_-7YTl9ItY_fTiuwzZYUuSt2bXJvNX4TcDfRPo9OAzjZ5u3oIWSijxc7cVf4/s1600-h/Soupy.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437094331627343826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheCPDKIOuNYMbqbxR-gq1oSwFx_txMuIDuo5n2udN-60K3GtK1iICLffLX51n1R_vDedx12vZPVnf8cg3_-7YTl9ItY_fTiuwzZYUuSt2bXJvNX4TcDfRPo9OAzjZ5u3oIWSijxc7cVf4/s400/Soupy.bmp" /></a><br />Oh, my Frankie Mae was so little!</div><div> </div><div>I think she's coming around again as far as Oscar is concerned. They have been playing (a bit too rough for my taste but I try and let it go) and she's started to sit on my lap again. Oh, it really hurt when she was ignoring me! Stinking dog.</div><div> </div><div>Both dogs still have kennel cough. They both sound like my aunt who smokes 3 packs a day. I called the vet who assured me that they were probably fine and to let it go a couple of more days before we bring them in. </div><div> </div><div>This bottom picture of Frankie was taken the very afternoon we got her. She was 2.5 pounds. Such an exciting day! <br /><br /></div><div></div></div>Alli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745752315799298997.post-36386439395204234212010-02-08T20:35:00.000-08:002010-02-08T20:42:06.689-08:00Reality<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRBaIxoIlEctChnsYyMpQqmgijHD382ER-02gVeLPQ-rSznf3BYIe_z1YnNNWaotLZeHew8Dk7C9TplDafShsPTpRrGs4dkESBjonoInf7ZjKth9_2iZVPKvDEfXeR_-Cl5JKvQSJoBjM/s1600-h/134507.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436099184421841298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRBaIxoIlEctChnsYyMpQqmgijHD382ER-02gVeLPQ-rSznf3BYIe_z1YnNNWaotLZeHew8Dk7C9TplDafShsPTpRrGs4dkESBjonoInf7ZjKth9_2iZVPKvDEfXeR_-Cl5JKvQSJoBjM/s400/134507.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVLqLrY-vhR5oDxRjZdBn58wdeMIkqB4STz8HJopkx19lCyem_3EUxeV0TX4oy9D_3OJQ0cKFKmkBKZLZKy-E_0EFkAtL-UhOzKjHlnPwT54WUwImyx0P7r0YcSToIUfzB7a1zB7ogDfY/s1600-h/134854.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436099176446483618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVLqLrY-vhR5oDxRjZdBn58wdeMIkqB4STz8HJopkx19lCyem_3EUxeV0TX4oy9D_3OJQ0cKFKmkBKZLZKy-E_0EFkAtL-UhOzKjHlnPwT54WUwImyx0P7r0YcSToIUfzB7a1zB7ogDfY/s400/134854.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>I hope my mom is getting the hint.<br /><br />Every night, she tries to put me on her lap as usual. I jump off and whine to my dad. It doesn't matter of Oscar is there or not.<br /><br />It seems Oscar is staying and I am - to use a term Frankie <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Furter</span> Price might use - very much not amused by it. Turkey turds and cat crap! That dog it getting on my last nerve!<br /><br />He has chewed through 8 of my toys. He has given me some sort of infection and now a cough! Even though I was just forced to get a shot, his germs have somehow found me! He takes my mom's lap and sometimes she carries him!!!! I won't stand for it.<br /><br />My mom has forced "him" off of her lap for me, but I will not be tempted. Let her sit there and cry into her <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">kleenex</span>. I'm ignoring her for the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">foreseeable</span> future!</div></div>Alli and Frankiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11930039680410785380noreply@blogger.com8