<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399</id><updated>2011-07-31T07:04:38.018-04:00</updated><category term='awards'/><title type='text'>Ziggy Marley</title><subtitle type='html'>He was a girl's best friend.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-5468565605026716128</id><published>2010-10-12T12:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T12:12:27.527-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Different Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I promised it was coming, and here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ziggy has a new blog called &lt;a href="http://throughwatchfuleyes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Through Watchful Eyes&lt;/a&gt;. It's told from his perspective once again about the things that go down at our dawg house that he sees from the Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if this kind of blog will be accepted by the Blogger community, a fur kid who has passed over the Bridge that goes back to blogging, but to me it's worth a shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all enjoy it and plan to stop by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-5468565605026716128?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/5468565605026716128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=5468565605026716128&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/5468565605026716128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/5468565605026716128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2010/10/different-perspective.html' title='A Different Perspective'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-6201305634236914098</id><published>2010-10-08T10:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T10:56:44.348-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously, Enough is Enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Yesterday&amp;nbsp;I learned that Bart, my aunt's Yorkie, passed away in his sleep from old age. Just like the rest of us she is torn from his loss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/TK8wRJPEhEI/AAAAAAAAAb0/aEDMEGM87j0/s1600/bartsand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/TK8wRJPEhEI/AAAAAAAAAb0/aEDMEGM87j0/s320/bartsand.jpg" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this sad news needs to stop. I'm sure everyone is just as sick of it as I am. Hopefully October will bring some better news and this year will end on a good note. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-6201305634236914098?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/6201305634236914098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=6201305634236914098&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/6201305634236914098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/6201305634236914098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2010/10/seriously-enough-is-enough.html' title='Seriously, Enough is Enough'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/TK8wRJPEhEI/AAAAAAAAAb0/aEDMEGM87j0/s72-c/bartsand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-4889023787576806483</id><published>2010-10-06T14:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T14:06:30.308-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow Bridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Just shy of his 12th birthday, Saffron sadly made the journey over the Rainbow Bridge. With a heavy heart his humans made the decision and helped him across this morning. Hopefully this sweet old man finds peace on the other side of the bridge as he watches over his heartbroken family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancer is such a horrible disease for both animal and human alike. I just hope one day we will find some means of a cure and comfort for all of those affected...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-4889023787576806483?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/4889023787576806483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=4889023787576806483&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/4889023787576806483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/4889023787576806483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2010/10/rainbow-bridge.html' title='Rainbow Bridge'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-4515518725564339361</id><published>2010-10-05T11:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T11:59:15.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad News Bears Need to Leave the Dawg House...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Yes yes... as the title suggests... more bad news... it seems 2010 is just not a good news year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Saffron is still struggling with his cancer. The VET put him on antibiotics, hes begun refusing his dog food, and drinking a lot of water... (very similar to our sweet Ziggy Boy). What the future holds for Sweet Saffron is very foggy... His humans are torn between trying to find him peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/TKtKnB17qNI/AAAAAAAAAbg/HJkVAygyR1s/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/TKtKnB17qNI/AAAAAAAAAbg/HJkVAygyR1s/s320/untitled.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And now Natty Do... our Itty Bitty Kitty is having his own complications. We know all of our animals have big loving hearts, but Natty's really is&amp;nbsp;big. The VET found he has an enlarged heart which causes him to suffer from oxygen deprivation when he gets too riled up. Blood pressure medication and a slower paced life style will hopefully help our sweet little guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/TKtKsK8rEVI/AAAAAAAAAbk/ykQNpNCqrCM/s1600/Natty+Mom.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/TKtKsK8rEVI/AAAAAAAAAbk/ykQNpNCqrCM/s320/Natty+Mom.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-4515518725564339361?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/4515518725564339361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=4515518725564339361&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/4515518725564339361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/4515518725564339361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2010/10/bad-news-bears-need-to-leave-dawg-house.html' title='Bad News Bears Need to Leave the Dawg House...'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/TKtKnB17qNI/AAAAAAAAAbg/HJkVAygyR1s/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-3657320230481624219</id><published>2010-09-29T12:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T12:21:27.642-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Enzo</title><content type='html'>Hello there bloggers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a great deal about Ziggy Boy lately. It just doesn't seem fair that he was taken away from our family so early with out any warning. It's been very hard with each passing day to accept his death, but I almost feel as if I can accept it now. All due to a simple book I randomly picked up at an airport. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is about a family who struggles through some really tough stuff (I won't go into details because it gives a good deal of the book away). But throughout their entire struggle, Enzo, the family's dog is there to support them though every step. The book is told through Enzo's eyes, which are very human, and shows just how human our furry friends can seem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it amazing how a few simple words can hold such a great deal of meaning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/TKNiIUQWU2I/AAAAAAAAAbY/p3kwo1766b0/s1600/enzo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/TKNiIUQWU2I/AAAAAAAAAbY/p3kwo1766b0/s200/enzo.jpg" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“In Mongolia, when a dog dies, he is buried high in the  hills so people cannot walk on his grave. The dog's master whispers into  the dog's ear his wishes that the dog will return as a man in his next  life. Then his tail is cut off and put beneath his head, and a piece of  meat or fat is placed in his mouth to sustain his soul on its journey;  before he is reincarnated, the dog's soul is freed to travel the land,  to run across the high desert plains for as long as it would like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned that from a program on the National Geographic channel, so I  believe it is true. Not all dogs return as men, they say; only those who  are ready. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Ziggy was ready. I think he knew in the long run we would all be okay without him. I think he had learned all he could from his life as our wonderful dog and was ready. Ready for his soul to take the next step in life and become man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about this a great deal lately, and I believe it applies to not just dogs, but all animals we love so dearly. Those once in a lifetime animals with such human like qualities. Those who always seem to leave us without us being ready. I think they know we will be okay. I think they ready. And for me it justifies his passing in a way I can accept and almost feel relief.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-3657320230481624219?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.garthstein.com/arr/index.php' title='Thank You Enzo'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/3657320230481624219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=3657320230481624219&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/3657320230481624219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/3657320230481624219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2010/09/thank-you-enzo.html' title='Thank You Enzo'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/TKNiIUQWU2I/AAAAAAAAAbY/p3kwo1766b0/s72-c/enzo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-8646556551038121789</id><published>2010-09-01T09:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T09:10:58.161-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh To Be Treated Like A King</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Car rides, milk bones, belly rubs (although gentile due to a swollen belly), table scraps, and extra walks. Saffron is surely being treated like a king. We've tried playing with toys, but for some reason Saffron really isn't a toy dog. But if&amp;nbsp;Mother Nature&amp;nbsp;keeps up with the hot weather we will have to go swimming in the pool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/TH5QYjKQMFI/AAAAAAAAAao/MIaokNugdgU/s1600/saff+car.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/TH5QYjKQMFI/AAAAAAAAAao/MIaokNugdgU/s320/saff+car.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recent posting has made me realize how much I missed blogging with all of my furry friends. I've decided to continue blogging, on Ziggy's blog, just not entirely about Ziggy. It might take some time for the new look, but I promise it will come. I'll also get back to visiting all of Ziggy's friends! Promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for your kind words and encouragement. It means so much to us all that there are so many sending good vibes and good wishes to Saffron and his humans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-8646556551038121789?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/8646556551038121789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=8646556551038121789&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/8646556551038121789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/8646556551038121789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2010/09/ahh-to-be-treated-like-king.html' title='Ahh To Be Treated Like A King'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/TH5QYjKQMFI/AAAAAAAAAao/MIaokNugdgU/s72-c/saff+car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-1373200818217016166</id><published>2010-08-30T13:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T13:53:59.874-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*Update* A Friend In Need *Update*</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood work has come back for Saffron. The doctors have found that the cancer is in his liver and spleen. Although he doesn't seem to be in any pain or feel uncomfortable in any way, the doctors said it is only a matter of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/THvwAemu6_I/AAAAAAAAAaY/Jkgo3nk2R3g/s1600/saff+sweet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/THvwAemu6_I/AAAAAAAAAaY/Jkgo3nk2R3g/s320/saff+sweet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the news isn't the best we were hoping for, we're still glad to know we will have Sweet Saffron in our lives for a bit longer. Thank you all for your prayers and good vibes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-1373200818217016166?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/1373200818217016166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=1373200818217016166&amp;isPopup=true' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/1373200818217016166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/1373200818217016166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2010/08/update-friend-in-need-update.html' title='*Update* A Friend In Need *Update*'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/THvwAemu6_I/AAAAAAAAAaY/Jkgo3nk2R3g/s72-c/saff+sweet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-7432478385728012874</id><published>2010-08-26T09:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T09:35:34.132-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friend In Need</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello everyone. It's Jessie here. I know it's been long over due for me to post, and I deeply apologize. It's been a very difficult year for everyone and it has taken a lot to get me thinking about posting again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But unfortunately I come as a bearer of bad news. A a very familiar situation has sitrred up enough to get out a post... A very good friend of mine was diagnosed with cancer yesterday. This old man's family is heart broken by the sudden news, and I just want to ask if anyone has the time to send him some love, tail wags,&amp;nbsp;and prayers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/THZoMO0VY6I/AAAAAAAAAaA/VvyG077kx98/s1600/saff.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/THZoMO0VY6I/AAAAAAAAAaA/VvyG077kx98/s320/saff.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is Saffron. My boyfriend Mike's&amp;nbsp;ten year old Golden Retriever. He is&amp;nbsp;a sweet, paitent, loving boy who means the world to his Daddy and Brother (boyfriend Mike).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/THZoRTprXqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/byJVMm61Pps/s1600/saff+water.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/THZoRTprXqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/byJVMm61Pps/s320/saff+water.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We're not too sure what the fate of this handsome old man is. But everyone is on edge hoping and praying for some good news... So if you have just a few spare moments, please send him some&amp;nbsp;couraging thoughts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I will try to keep everyone updated, and I hope I can bring some good news reguarding the uncertian situation. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-7432478385728012874?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/7432478385728012874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=7432478385728012874&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/7432478385728012874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/7432478385728012874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2010/08/friend-in-need.html' title='A Friend In Need'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/THZoMO0VY6I/AAAAAAAAAaA/VvyG077kx98/s72-c/saff.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-5553370015163440736</id><published>2010-01-19T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:33:54.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I've been searching my memories I have found it simply amazing how one little word or phrase can have so much power and create such a reaction in another living thing. Ziggy had a few favorite words which he knew meant that something special was going to happen when he heard them. Each time we said one he would jump up, start panting, and wag his curly tail uncontrolably. Here's just a few of those words, which I'm very certain that many of you share with your own beloved's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Treat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Get your duck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who's here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And just like with Ziggy's nicknames.... the list goes on. These words were not tricks (maybe "bath" and "get your duck" were) but they were still so special to Ziggy and I. Even some sounds were just enough to spark the enthuastic respond in Ziggy. The crinkle of a potato chip bag, the jingle of his collar, a creek in the floor coming from your room in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/S1Z4zroYf-I/AAAAAAAAAZo/JrnL2jzsLM4/s1600-h/Rachels+Camera+488.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/S1Z4zroYf-I/AAAAAAAAAZo/JrnL2jzsLM4/s320/Rachels+Camera+488.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had one more chance to see the excitement in your eyes when we were going for a walk&amp;nbsp;Boog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-5553370015163440736?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/5553370015163440736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=5553370015163440736&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/5553370015163440736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/5553370015163440736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2010/01/power-of-words.html' title='The Power of Words'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/S1Z4zroYf-I/AAAAAAAAAZo/JrnL2jzsLM4/s72-c/Rachels+Camera+488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-7308844305494512182</id><published>2010-01-18T13:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T13:17:42.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicknames</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;"&gt;Ziggy Marley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;That was his full name. But it was a very rare name you ever heard one of us using while talking to him. It was more of a name you would hear when a mother or father was upset with their child and calls their child by their first and middle name to give them a warning they were unhappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Although it has only been a day I have been constantly searching my mind for memories of Ziggy. In none of them did I ever call him by his full name. He never needed to be yelled at or given a second warning. He always knew the right thing to do, and although he may have put up a big of a playful struggle he would always come around just to please anyone who would give him love and attention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;One thing I have found while searching is that Ziggy had a ton of nicknames:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Zig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Zigster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Zigger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Zig Zag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Boobie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Doo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Duface&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Old Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;And the list just goes on and on.... and although he may have been called so many different things, he always answered you. Simply because he knew you were talking to him. Simply because all he wanted was to please you. Simply because he wanted to show you that he loved you and was listening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;I miss you so much Boog, and I know you still listen when I call your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/S1SlPDrmQ4I/AAAAAAAAAZg/yNQsI4CNuYw/s1600-h/Rachels+Camera+059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/S1SlPDrmQ4I/AAAAAAAAAZg/yNQsI4CNuYw/s320/Rachels+Camera+059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;I think the thing I'm missing most is the sound of your nose hitting my door in the morning, telling me it's time to get up and play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-7308844305494512182?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/7308844305494512182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=7308844305494512182&amp;isPopup=true' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/7308844305494512182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/7308844305494512182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2010/01/nicknames.html' title='Nicknames'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/S1SlPDrmQ4I/AAAAAAAAAZg/yNQsI4CNuYw/s72-c/Rachels+Camera+059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-6409528650525683634</id><published>2010-01-17T15:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T15:25:45.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow Bridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the end it turned out that Ziggy's big loving heart just wasn't big enough to keep him here on earth. He's passed over the Rainbow Bridge. I'm at a loss of words for now..... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We miss you and love you boy, more than words will ever explain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-6409528650525683634?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/6409528650525683634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=6409528650525683634&amp;isPopup=true' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/6409528650525683634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/6409528650525683634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2010/01/rainbow-bridge.html' title='Rainbow Bridge'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-6216525395270387700</id><published>2010-01-17T11:17:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T15:32:58.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoping for the Best.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello everyone, this is Jessie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you have been over to &lt;a href="http://voteforpedrotheche.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pedro's&lt;/a&gt; blog I'm sure you know that Ziggy has not been in the best condition this past week. As of right now we are waiting on more news about his health and hoping for some good news. I don't want to say much because even still we are not one hundred percent sure what is making our poor beloved boy so dreadfully sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are just hoping for a miracle that will make him better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As time progresses I will try to keep you all updated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you for all of your prayers and hopes for Ziggy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We know he hears them and is fighting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are just a few of my favorite pictures of Ziggy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427749841845201154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/S1M9uUTdqQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/J8aZYVpOJSg/s320/post+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427749840114120290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/S1M9uN2vdmI/AAAAAAAAAY8/tLdpEVI5kKo/s320/Feelin+Beachy+088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427749156041726274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/S1M9GZfLGUI/AAAAAAAAAY0/AM9aQ94dBw0/s320/Super+Post+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427748754682075122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/S1M8vCTk1_I/AAAAAAAAAYs/XwL0FWtReXg/s320/Super+Post+034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427748174798387618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/S1M8NSEh-aI/AAAAAAAAAYk/UzDzIH82joQ/s320/11-18-08+(18).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427747835161052226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/S1M75g0rhEI/AAAAAAAAAYc/0jJqqGnYomM/s320/february+014.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a small update.... If things do take a turn for the worst I have already decided that Ziggy's blog will always remain. I may still post every so often as a way to cope with the loss. Things like poems and memories and just a space to reflect on my wonderful loving boy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thank you again for all of your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-6216525395270387700?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/6216525395270387700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=6216525395270387700&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/6216525395270387700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/6216525395270387700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2010/01/hoping-for-best.html' title='Hoping for the Best.'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/S1M9uUTdqQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/J8aZYVpOJSg/s72-c/post+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-6654014053212755396</id><published>2009-12-31T13:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T13:06:38.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy New Year to all my furry and human friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421463029279319906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Szzn5qcbZ2I/AAAAAAAAAWc/kv7IwoTAXxg/s320/DSCF0463.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We got some more snow today! I can't wait to go out and play with Pedro! Stay warm and see you all next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-6654014053212755396?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/6654014053212755396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=6654014053212755396&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/6654014053212755396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/6654014053212755396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Szzn5qcbZ2I/AAAAAAAAAWc/kv7IwoTAXxg/s72-c/DSCF0463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-7807257045087565441</id><published>2009-12-20T13:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T13:23:40.041-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Back To Blogging.... I Think?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey there everyone! So I think we are finally back to blogging. Jessie should have said that we were taking a break for awhile, but she didn't. I guess we are going to have a talk about finding some time to dedicate to my blog.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417382230803416114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sy5ob7eNBDI/AAAAAAAAAWM/wOgi4X_Dku4/s320/Christmas+010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, blogger has just been getting on Jessie's nerves allllll day long. She had just finished a nice long post about everything that has been going on since we have been gone.... and then it somehow all got deleted and the stupid blogger auto saved and the entire post is long gone..... So we're just going to start from today and as the week goes on Jessie will try to recover the memories and post about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417383885758184962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sy5p8QqKvgI/AAAAAAAAAWU/XjZflc38Q4c/s320/memories.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have all had a chance to visit my brother &lt;a href="http://voteforpedrotheche.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pedro's&lt;/a&gt; blog and meet our newest family member. Just before Leah went back to school Mom found a little critter who just stole her heart. He gave us quite a scare in the beginning with some health issues but little Natty Do is just the happiest little guy on earth as of now. His favorite place to sleep.... is with me. More often than not I'm pushed out of my bed cause this little guy just wants to snuggle, and I just want to sleep! Silly kitten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417381841655504290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sy5oFRyHHaI/AAAAAAAAAWE/fZpZ7wZjUJ8/s320/DSCF0445.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417381442623717042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sy5nuDRhPrI/AAAAAAAAAV8/lBWnMpuYvlk/s320/Christmas+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417381091423797490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sy5nZm87wPI/AAAAAAAAAV0/p_h_1FQCj7Q/s320/Christmas+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as today.... Pedro woke Dad up bright and early to go outside to pee and when we got to the door.... SNOW!!! And not just a few puny flurries but 20 sparkling frosty inches! I absolutely love the snow, Pedro not so much.... It was the first time Natty has even seen snow and he wasn't quite to sure what to make of it. Dad spent the entire morning digging us out of the frozen snowy prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417380815105401954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sy5nJhlfpGI/AAAAAAAAAVs/M-yIb6GOh7I/s320/DSCF0449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooh that's a lot of snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417380405501528242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sy5mxrsUiLI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Eq0ph0LGbRg/s320/DSCF0446.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm I love snow, just not the yellow kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417379963633129074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sy5mX9mr1nI/AAAAAAAAAVc/KG-Vfy2lGos/s320/DSCF0448.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we go inside pleaseeeee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417379363014950050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sy5l1AIJvKI/AAAAAAAAAVU/X5tfQrXPHyE/s320/IMG_7904.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you find three cars in this picture?&lt;br /&gt;(Leah's jeep, Jessie's celia, and Mom's mini.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417379214139229842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sy5lsVhahpI/AAAAAAAAAVM/b7Koyfk6t4g/s320/DSCF0444.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope you are all staying nice and warm! As for me, I'm about to go make an igloo to snooze in while everyone else keeps cozy in the house. Jessie promises to try and catch up on everyone's blog as soon as she can! Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated Hanukkah for those who celebrate! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-7807257045087565441?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/7807257045087565441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=7807257045087565441&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/7807257045087565441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/7807257045087565441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/12/finally-back-to-blogging-i-think.html' title='Finally Back To Blogging.... I Think?'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sy5ob7eNBDI/AAAAAAAAAWM/wOgi4X_Dku4/s72-c/Christmas+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-6952551796113910922</id><published>2009-07-19T18:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T18:00:47.834-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Paw It Forward!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey there everyone! You will never guess what I got in the mail the other day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360290376472703106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SmOTsoaZsII/AAAAAAAAAS0/VzfmLLHGkYw/s320/Package!+044.JPG" /&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360290381224865042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SmOTs6HZ7RI/AAAAAAAAAS8/lxUiNWgJLJU/s320/Package!+059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My very first package! And from none other than my best cousins &lt;a href="http://rambothechihuahua.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rambo and Molly&lt;/a&gt;! I was so excited to having received my very first package I nearly ripped the package open myself! Mom wound up having to help me create a hole but afterwards I pulled everything out by myself! Just check out the neat video!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360290381238602146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SmOTs6KriaI/AAAAAAAAATE/JC32zCCqnms/s320/Package!+046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360290387131441362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SmOTtQHpINI/AAAAAAAAATM/J6550ORc5oI/s320/Package!+048.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nom Nom Nom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ee6ec8de9abe3374" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dee6ec8de9abe3374%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330111083%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4BD397A9683C011BBD48E2BC13B533CF344201D3.1DA013C3091FD3E04044ACBC5671C3BEBE371826%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dee6ec8de9abe3374%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ddfxg740cKXOEuiXJudbjHxfUsp8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dee6ec8de9abe3374%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330111083%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4BD397A9683C011BBD48E2BC13B533CF344201D3.1DA013C3091FD3E04044ACBC5671C3BEBE371826%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dee6ec8de9abe3374%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ddfxg740cKXOEuiXJudbjHxfUsp8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inside the package was a letter from Rambo and Molly, a cute blue dog stuffie, a rope toy, a realistic looking hotdog, and some yummy yummy treats!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360292394971924850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SmOViH6HiXI/AAAAAAAAATs/MrxFALwEjCg/s320/Package!+055.JPG" /&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360291534232877666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SmOUwBZ7-mI/AAAAAAAAATc/dInR9UDplSA/s320/Package!+056.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360291539913578850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SmOUwWkUmWI/AAAAAAAAATk/N5PccVP4cKo/s320/Package!+057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks so much Cousins! I love my gift so much!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-6952551796113910922?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ee6ec8de9abe3374&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/6952551796113910922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=6952551796113910922&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/6952551796113910922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/6952551796113910922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/07/paw-it-forward.html' title='Paw It Forward!'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SmOTsoaZsII/AAAAAAAAAS0/VzfmLLHGkYw/s72-c/Package!+044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-2006417888347695574</id><published>2009-07-12T20:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T20:11:11.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pony Rides</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey there again everyone! Jessie found some time to help me with another post! Hopefully we are getting back to some sort of schedule.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since my last post the baby birds at the park have seemed to disappeared. Jessie thinks they probably left the nest late at night or very early in the morning. She was very happy to be able to get a picture or two before they jumped ship... er nest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had some more visitors at my dog house before Chrissy and Daniel left, but this time, Pedro wasn't to up for playing nice. Mom's nephew Paul and his wife and children came over for a bbq Friday night. I have always loved meeting new humans, especially ones that like to play. But Pedro is a different story. He did not like Mom's nephew and his son one bit. I'm not too sure why, maybe he was just a little sleepy and cranky, but Paul and Colten couldn't go near Pedro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I on the other hand, couldn't care less about the little guy playing with my toys or running around my yard. At one point Colten even decided to play dress up with me and I gave him a sort-of pony ride! Jessie and Mom said that I was a total mush. I'm not sure what that means, but I know as long as I was doing it, Colten was feeding me yummy treats!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357727895851760706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Slp5IoNx_EI/AAAAAAAAASs/e566jrhAEoA/s320/DSCF2648.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357727883894177618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Slp5H7q3v1I/AAAAAAAAASk/tZPR4NoDbic/s320/DSCF2647.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What do you think of my fabulous flip flops?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the second photo you can see a bit of Jessies bandaged up foot. She wants to let you all know that it is feeling MUCH better! Thank you for all of your concerns!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-2006417888347695574?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/2006417888347695574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=2006417888347695574&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/2006417888347695574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/2006417888347695574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/07/pony-rides.html' title='Pony Rides'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Slp5IoNx_EI/AAAAAAAAASs/e566jrhAEoA/s72-c/DSCF2648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-7781117734552296304</id><published>2009-07-09T21:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:42:52.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruised, Babies and Visitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello again everyone! It's been almost two weeks since I've been able to do a little blogging, and I do have to say I miss you all so much. A lot has been going on, and Jessie apologized for a lack in photographic documentation, but she has been a busy girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The past holiday weekend (Psst: Happy Late Independence Day!) the park was full with campers and hikers so Jessie didn't have a moments peace. Then Tuesday afternoon Jessie tried to fly down a flight of stairs and busted her foot up pretty bad. She didn't actually tried to fly, but slipped down the last four steps and twisted her foot. She went to the doctor and got x-rays. Luckily nothing is broken, but the swelling and bruising still hasn't gone down. She says she will be fine in a couple of days but if she doesn't get better Pedro and I will have to pull her around on a sled or something so we can still go for walks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the 4th of July, Jessie went down to the beach she used to work at a few years ago to watch fireworks. It looks like a pretty place, but is not dog friendly. Hmph... While there Jessie had to call Parks Police to rescue a drunk guy from drowning in the bay! Apparently he had a little too much to drink while celebrating the holiday and couldn't get himself out of the 2ft deep water he was swimming in. Once the Police got him out, he wound up hitting his head on a hand blow dryer in the bathroom while trying to blow dry his hair. He was taken to the hospital and bandaged all up. But Jessie wound up missing all of the fireworks! At least she got a nice picture of the sunset for me to share with you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356638861520863282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SlaaqfMBADI/AAAAAAAAASU/F1bQuLmqCII/s320/meschutt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In other news... This past week two of Mom's human relatives have been spending some time with us. Mom's niece Chrissy and her husband Daniel came all the way from Texas to visit us! They are pretty nice humans and came to spend their anniversary on Long Island. Even Pedro doesn't mind having them in the house too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;About a week or so ago Leah's boyfriend Moe was out to visit us as well. He's from PA and goes to school with Leah in West Virginia. He was a nice human too, and again Pedro didn't mind him much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jessie's boyfriend from NC is still out visiting this summer. Like everyone else he has to go home pretty soon, and I know Jessie is going to miss him, but then I'll have my girl all to myself again. Jessie and Brian took Pedro and I for a walk the other night and it was really nice. I met a black lab down my the water and we got to sniff each other out for a bit. Pedro didn't like him too much, and when Brian went to pick him up he tried to bite back. I know he didn't mean it, and that Pedro likes Brian, but now Brian is calling him the Devil Dog. Jessie laughed and said something about Pedro not being a pastry. I'm not quite sure what they mean, but I know my little brother is no Devil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jessie never got around to taking me to the park. But she did get a snap shot of the baby birds. They still have a little growing to do before they leave the nest, and Jessie is hoping to be around for it. In the picture you can see four little babies, but there might be five. We're not too sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356638855408720434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SlaaqIaxGjI/AAAAAAAAASM/iJFVE3kCP3o/s320/outings+056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I hope to be back to a normal blogging schedule pretty soon. I'll try my best to getting around to every ones blogs. I'm sorry again I haven't been around much. Hope to hear from you all soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-7781117734552296304?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/7781117734552296304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=7781117734552296304&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/7781117734552296304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/7781117734552296304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/07/bruised-babies-and-visitors.html' title='Bruised, Babies and Visitors'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SlaaqfMBADI/AAAAAAAAASU/F1bQuLmqCII/s72-c/meschutt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-8311171862621592745</id><published>2009-06-24T22:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:40:53.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Betrayed... Sort Of.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hello again all. Long time no chat. Jessie is STILL being a work-a-holic and I just can't bring myself to replace her. Good help is hard to find these days as I'm sure much of you know. So Jessie and I are taking my blog one step at a time when we have the chance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Since my last post, Jessie has found several other turtles in her backyard. Shes beginning to think its become some sort of stopping ground for them. Photographing Mama sparrow at her job is proving to be one of the greatest challenges Jessie has yet to face with my blog. This little lady comes to the park every season apparently and uses the same nest to raise her babies. She's grown a little skittish of people because her nest is directly over the door to the office. So when ever she sees Jessie, Mama sparrow takes to flight. She's also taught her babies well, and as soon as their mother leaves they tuck themselves deep in the nest to stay out of view. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I do forgive my girl for not being able to help me with my blogging at my every wish... but when I found out that she had puppysit this past week.... I just couldn't believe my fluffy ears. Mulligan, a friend of the family's little 6th month old puppy, got to spend some quality time with my girl. His Mom was going to be away from her house for a few hours the other day, so Jessie offered to watch the little guy for her. What nerve?!? She can't find time to come over and walk Pedro and I but she can spend time with this little furball? Hmmmm.... well Dad did say something about Jessie being over here Friday, and the little guy is kinda cute. There are also rumors going around about a special someones birthday! Please stayed tuned to help us celebrate! At least my girl isn't replacing me, she's just offering some help to a fellow dog lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351086614070028002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SkLg7Jn95uI/AAAAAAAAAR8/tD1dnr2PPss/s320/mully.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I just want to take a quick minute and thank all of you followers who have stood by my bloggie. You are all very dear friends and I appreciate your blogging dedication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351087028160674530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SkLhTQO3uuI/AAAAAAAAASE/jCKktm7tCr4/s320/j0271200%2520THANK%2520YOU%2520DOG.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-8311171862621592745?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/8311171862621592745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=8311171862621592745&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/8311171862621592745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/8311171862621592745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-been-betrayed-sort-of.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Betrayed... Sort Of.'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SkLg7Jn95uI/AAAAAAAAAR8/tD1dnr2PPss/s72-c/mully.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-2235761828064156684</id><published>2009-06-16T11:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T11:38:44.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Minutes To Spare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi all... I'm not going to be able to talk long. Jessie is busy... again.... But I've got two minutes just to say that I hope everyone is doing well! It's been raining a lot here latley so Jessie still hasn't taken Pedro and I to the park, but were keeping our paws crossed for some sunny weather. I tried to visit everyones blogs today and I'm so sorry if I missed anyone! I'll try to have my secretary keep up with my blogging as much as possible. Good news is that Mom, Leah, and Dad are all home! For good I hope too! All we need is Jessie to get over here and everything will be perfect. Hope you all enjoy the remaining week and maybe I'll see you this weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On more of a quick blogging note. Jessie had been up to a little something interesting while at work. She's been on a constant bird watch. Turns out a momma sparrow has decided to make a nest up in the rafters of the office Jessie works in! She's been able to hear some peeping, but hasn't had much of a photoshoot opportunity. Hopefully she can snag a quick pic of the cute baby birds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347950109620782002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sje8SkB1Q7I/AAAAAAAAAR0/yw3iSBPoZ4s/s320/misc+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-2235761828064156684?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/2235761828064156684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=2235761828064156684&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/2235761828064156684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/2235761828064156684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/06/two-minutes-to-spare.html' title='Two Minutes To Spare'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sje8SkB1Q7I/AAAAAAAAAR0/yw3iSBPoZ4s/s72-c/misc+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-1613795097710223184</id><published>2009-06-10T17:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T17:37:51.885-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One In &amp; One Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom and Leah are finally back from their trip to Texas and visiting Rambo &amp;amp; Molly's G-parents! Pedro and I couldn't be happier to have them back. But now Dad is leaving! He's going to New Jersey to watch a bunch of really fast cars race each other down a long straight road. Jessie is still being a work-a-holic.... but luckily she found time to come visit me at the house today! While she was there she said something about taking me on a walk to the place where she is always stuck at work. She works at a campground that has nice hiking trails, so maybe we can get some nice nature pics up for everyone to look at!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345806554472532866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SjAevO1KS4I/AAAAAAAAARY/ufFYyJEpv9A/s320/Fun+fun+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today at the other house Jessie lives out she found a little box turtle in the back yard! Poor little fella looks pretty scared. She relocated him away from the cats that live at the house and away from the raccoon nests in the woods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345806543726682194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SjAeumzJoFI/AAAAAAAAARI/JgDEWP_2wKY/s320/Fun+fun+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345806549348910482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SjAeu7vmBZI/AAAAAAAAARQ/icWNatuipnk/s320/Fun+fun+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See you all soon! I'll try to visit everyone as soon as possible!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-1613795097710223184?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/1613795097710223184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=1613795097710223184&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/1613795097710223184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/1613795097710223184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-in-one-out.html' title='One In &amp; One Out'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SjAevO1KS4I/AAAAAAAAARY/ufFYyJEpv9A/s72-c/Fun+fun+045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-8462916343006042144</id><published>2009-05-31T21:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:32:21.872-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's Yer Daddy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was a very special day. Not only did Mom and Leah arrive safely in Vegas (hopefully to see Rambo's g-mom and g-pop!), but Jessie graduated from college with her associates degree... and its Dad's Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342165092437481474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SiMu2Po6WAI/AAAAAAAAARA/KYFOHNOZQ5M/s320/Grad+140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although Dad wasn't home most of the day because he was watching Jessie at the college, but when he got home we shared a nice big delicious banana split! Mmmmm ice cream! Of course Pedro and I let Jessie and Dad eat their fill before we polished it off, but it sure was good! Afterwards Dad relaxed for a bit on the couch watching some fishing shows before a boys night out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342163340582379074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SiMtQReG3kI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/P657AyoECw4/s320/out+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahahah! Out as in asleep that is! I woke up when I heard Jessies camera turn on. I'm not being caught sleeping! Happy Birthday Dad! How cool are these cakes?!?!?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342160518238617058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SiMqr_a6veI/AAAAAAAAAQo/y6OdgMUY0GA/s320/cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342160518732744482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SiMqsBQuhyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/mijf0nIPYQ8/s320/cake1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In other news, Jessie felt compelled to dig out my old bandanna and make me wear it around the house today. She thinks it looks good on me when I'm all shaved down in my summer do. Hopefully we will be able to get some pics from mom and make a post about that when she gets home. For some reason when I wear the stupid thing I have a very short attention span. Jessie was having a hard time snagging me with the flashy beast. She whipped out some treats hoping to grab my attention but I just got even more excited. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342158927966090882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SiMpPbMZtoI/AAAAAAAAAQA/0tVbut0gFho/s320/post+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342158930402980114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SiMpPkRZsRI/AAAAAAAAAQI/U1ltN4OCyUk/s320/post+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She grabbed one good shot mid bark! Grrrrrr... look at my scary teeth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342158922560022290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SiMpPHDfpxI/AAAAAAAAAP4/6XU26F_0VAo/s320/post+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nah Nah! Can't get me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342158940208967458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SiMpQIzVLyI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Y_80FiyjdJ0/s320/post+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ziggy Marley... singing out... have a good week bloggers! I'll see you soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-8462916343006042144?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/8462916343006042144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=8462916343006042144&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/8462916343006042144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/8462916343006042144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/05/whos-yer-daddy.html' title='Who&apos;s Yer Daddy?'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SiMu2Po6WAI/AAAAAAAAARA/KYFOHNOZQ5M/s72-c/Grad+140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-5650346938171863098</id><published>2009-05-29T20:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T20:27:07.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Wanted!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm thinking of hiring a new/another secretary to help me with my blog!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Position: Blog Secretary&lt;br /&gt;Requirements: To help me with my blog whenever needed. Must enjoy long walks on the beach, playing fetch with tennis balls, giving belly rubs, and giving out treats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello again everyone. I'm finally back to blogging now that Jessie has reappeared. She left for almost two weeks and couldn't help me with my bloggie. And do you know where she went? TO WORK! Hmph.... I hate when my humans have to go to work. It means that Pedro and I have to sit at home all alone. Jessie is all finished with school for the summer so now she doesn't come home to visit Pedro and I anymore during the week. Leah came home a week or two ago and I was hoping she would be home with us but she has to work too! What is with these humans and work!?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341398555211158690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SiB1r58lVKI/AAAAAAAAAPY/9ts7qJOi7vU/s320/hello.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least she found some time this week to help me out. Everyday can't be a blogging day. At least some good things have happened since my last post! Like I said before... Leah is home! Everyone was so happy to see her again. She was gone away at school for so long. It is very nice to have her back in the house and be able to spend some time with her before she goes back to school. Pedro is very happy to have her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie's boyfriend Brian is back to visit for the summer as well. He lives in North Carolina with his family now (he used to live here on Long Island) and visits every summer. I'm sure Jessie has been spending plenty of time with him and that's another reason why she hasn't been able to help me with my posting. Brian is okay, I don't mind his as much as Pedro does, plus he has a dog of his own down in NC. His name is Buddy and he's a handsome mutt like me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341396781480420082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SiB0EqSOIvI/AAAAAAAAAPA/-SFPRIjD7eE/s320/Brian,+NC+2008-09+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341396786483923874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SiB0E87Ji6I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Yw4D1HGtYto/s320/P1010021.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom finally decided to give me a buzz so now I'm sporting around my summer do. Jessie wasn't there to help out in the process but she thinks Mom did a great job and I look very handsome. Everyone was saying that I don't look as big without all of my fur. At least I won't get so hot in the heat. Although the water from the pool does feels a lot colder without all of my fur to soak it up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341404164639228386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SiB6yasdAeI/AAAAAAAAAPg/BK3CGFn2UOQ/s320/misc+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341404170121258018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SiB6yvHeJCI/AAAAAAAAAPo/wM2doXJ2HaI/s320/misc+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my good friends and very dedicated blogger &lt;a href="http://joeythegoldenretriever.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joey&lt;/a&gt; gave me another award! Rules are that you have to list seven things you love to do and seven of your favorite blogs! Joey thank you so much! Jessie is very sorry for not posting about it sooner! You sure are a great blogger buddy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341396785991353874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SiB0E7FthhI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GXl77JbiXiw/s320/Kreative_blogger_from_Kess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are my seven favorite things to do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Play with Pedro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Play with my toys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Go for walks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Run on the beach with out a leash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Riding in the car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. Eating yummy treats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. Giving kisses to my family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Here are my seven favorite bloggies to visit! And you all get the award! &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://voteforpedrotheche.blogspot.com/"&gt;Little Brother Pedro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://joeythegoldenretriever.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joey&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://rambothechihuahua.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cousion Rambo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://gsdadventures.com/"&gt;Daphne &amp;amp; Pruett&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://khyraskhorner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Khyra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://jbssmallworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;JB&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://raisingaddie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Addie, Lucie &amp;amp; Hailey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope everyone enjoys the weekend. Jessie is going to try and keep up with my posting requests. Hopefully she keeps her promise or Pedro and I will have to make up some real help wanted signs... Mom and Leah are going away to Texas and the Grand Canyon, and Jessie has her college graduation for her associates degree. Hopefully the weather clears up and all three of my girls enjoy their weekends. I know Dad, Pedro, and I will be enjoying some pool lounging time if its sunny out. P.S. - Happy Late Memorial Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-5650346938171863098?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/5650346938171863098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=5650346938171863098&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/5650346938171863098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/5650346938171863098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/05/help-wanted.html' title='Help Wanted!'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SiB1r58lVKI/AAAAAAAAAPY/9ts7qJOi7vU/s72-c/hello.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-1422461247840200611</id><published>2009-05-12T14:00:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T15:25:39.702-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The rain has finally decided to take a break over at our doghouse.... and you know what that means! Walks! Pedro and I finally got to get out of the house and go patrol our neighborhood after a long week of being cooped up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335016929057589074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SgnJoX8sR1I/AAAAAAAAAOg/p34An9ysFVI/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lets go! Lets go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335016932918122178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SgnJomVHVsI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Ka-4mVdHTXE/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jessie hooked up my leash and put Pedro in the backpack and we headed off. Then as soon as we had gotten out to the road Jessie turned and gasped. Pedro had decided to make a break for it and jumped right out of the backpack! Jessie couldn't believe that Pedro would even attempt to jump out of the backpack and fall about four feet to the ground. When she turned around to see if he was okay Pedro let out a little huff like he was trying to say "I'm not a baby, and I don't need to be carried in a stupid backpack". We quickly ran back into the house to ditch the backpack and grab Pedro's leash. At this point I started huffing.... I wanted to go for a walk! Not chase down backpack fleeing Chihuahua's. When we finally did start to walk Jessie wound up carrying Pedro most of the way! Silly little Chihuahua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335015307562184290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SgnIJ_aD7mI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1NtEP7ouFfA/s320/A+Great+Escape+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once we got back Pedro and I were worn out! Luckily he wasn't hurt from his attempted escape and went to check the yard, bark at the neighbors, and remark "his" territroy. I only had two things on my mind. To cool off on the pool cover....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335015298847174162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SgnIJe8PbhI/AAAAAAAAAOI/DFGaJ2hD_SI/s320/A+Great+Escape+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And take a nap! Ahhhh, this is the life. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335015302227443858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SgnIJriKQJI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/aymAgwjSyN4/s320/A+Great+Escape+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hope everyone has a happy Tuesday! Enjoy the rest of the week!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-1422461247840200611?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/1422461247840200611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=1422461247840200611&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/1422461247840200611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/1422461247840200611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/05/great-escape.html' title='The Great Escape'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SgnJoX8sR1I/AAAAAAAAAOg/p34An9ysFVI/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-1159578564720250972</id><published>2009-05-10T08:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T15:19:27.504-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A mother is a friend, a buddy, a pal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A mother is a person not afraid to get dirty or throw a ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A mother is an angel, a gift from above. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mother is a person who is caring and full and love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A mother is someone who shines from within. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mother can be both strong and delicate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To me my mother is all of the above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone who I could never give enough love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To all of the mothers out there I just want to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope you have a very loving Mothers Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334275971374850530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sgcnu9ezIeI/AAAAAAAAAOA/FB16BZEAM-w/s320/rachel+zig.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a picture of my mom and I on our very first christmas together. Unfortunatley mom's head was cut off when the picture was taken. But that doesn't make my memory of it any less special. Thank you for all you've taught me over the years mom! I love you with all of my heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-1159578564720250972?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/1159578564720250972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=1159578564720250972&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/1159578564720250972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/1159578564720250972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mothers Day'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sgcnu9ezIeI/AAAAAAAAAOA/FB16BZEAM-w/s72-c/rachel+zig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-6628913811960261988</id><published>2009-05-08T00:16:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:48:30.117-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Rain....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So its still raining here at my dog house.... Now, I don't mind if it rains too much, because I know it will eventually end. But THUNDER?!?!?!? I am terrified of thunder. Mom, Jessie, and Dad aren't quite sure why I started to become scared of thunder (I never was as a puppy) and I'm not about to pour my secret. Jessie and Dad think I was out in the yard and a big thunder or maybe lightning bolt scared me.... maybe? I'm not telling. Dad was making fun of me because I was so scared. He even called me a "pansie"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go outside? In this weather? Are you kidding me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333307365892432146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SgO2ys3-IRI/AAAAAAAAANw/1Vhlr92TUZY/s320/thunder+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jessie kept trying to get a lightning bolt or a big crack of thunder caught on tape, but mother nature was just not cooperating with her and the flashy thing. I don't blame mother nature, some days I can't stand the flashy thing. All she got was the pounding rain.... close the door I'm getting wet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8a8cf313f972e48d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8a8cf313f972e48d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330111083%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D61F740F1ED6E711580A8A473DB567F8AFF88E09B.849586DF17065F015010B283B9604B8B04135614%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8a8cf313f972e48d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkFtduJgxygTBOrhsBqs1a8qhbyc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8a8cf313f972e48d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330111083%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D61F740F1ED6E711580A8A473DB567F8AFF88E09B.849586DF17065F015010B283B9604B8B04135614%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8a8cf313f972e48d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkFtduJgxygTBOrhsBqs1a8qhbyc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weirdest thing about this crazy weather, was as soon as it came, it was gone. Jessie left for class in the worst part of the rain, and when she got to her college ( about a 7 minute drive) the sun was poking through the clouds! I hope mother nature is feeling okay because this has been one crazy week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333308460094210674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SgO3yZGAQnI/AAAAAAAAAN4/TOYr8LB_bYI/s320/thunder+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-6628913811960261988?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8a8cf313f972e48d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/6628913811960261988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=6628913811960261988&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/6628913811960261988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/6628913811960261988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/05/more-rain.html' title='More Rain....'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SgO2ys3-IRI/AAAAAAAAANw/1Vhlr92TUZY/s72-c/thunder+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-554653710769809284</id><published>2009-05-05T15:18:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T15:51:14.485-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Rain Go Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rain Rain Go Away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Come Again Another Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;For When The Droplets Fall From The Sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;The Roads And Sidewalks Are Not Dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Puddles Collect On Everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;And Little Birdies Begin To Sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;But I Can Not Be Taken Out On Walks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;And Help Pedro Look For Pretty Rocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;All I Can Do Is Sit And Lay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;And Dream About Walking On Another Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I has been raining non-stop for what seems like an eternity at our dog house. Saturday when Jessie and Dad took me on a walk we were lucky to find a small break in the rain. Sunday was drizzling while I was getting groomed at Petco. And now Jessie, Pedro, and I can't go on a walk today! I know the plants need rain to grow...... but it would be nice to get one warm sunny day a week to get my walk in. Plants need sun just as much as I do! All there is to do is just lay around the house. Luckly enough we just got some new toys along with many more rocks (stay tuned to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://voteforpedrotheche.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pedro's Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; for updates!).... but there isn't much room in the house to play. Oh well, maybe tomorrow will be a Walking Wednesday. I'm keeping my paws crossed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332428069271675730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SgCXE5tCo1I/AAAAAAAAANo/NJI6KO9k7KA/s320/Rain+Rain+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332428054727147202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SgCXEDhWvsI/AAAAAAAAANY/Wl5-jgFB7us/s320/Rain+Rain+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332428058974179842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SgCXETV7UgI/AAAAAAAAANg/2MfUNSRH9vY/s320/Rain+Rain+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-554653710769809284?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/554653710769809284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=554653710769809284&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/554653710769809284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/554653710769809284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/05/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain Rain Go Away'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SgCXE5tCo1I/AAAAAAAAANo/NJI6KO9k7KA/s72-c/Rain+Rain+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-498243306843423018</id><published>2009-05-03T18:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T15:15:25.371-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Bee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Sunday everyone! I want to apologize for not posting much recently or visiting my bloggie buddies. Jessie had been really busy with school lately...... those silly humans. Its always something about work or school.... oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pedro and I did get to go to Petco today though! Mom said our nails were getting pretty long so Dad and Jessie took us to get a pedicure. Pedro had to be muzzled so he wouldn't bite the lady who cut our nails. Unfortunately..... Jessie forgot her camera and missed the Kodak moment. We also got our ears cleaned which felt really funny. I wasn't quite sure what to make of having cotton balls rubbed in my ears (which were pretty dirty) but it feels pretty nice now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday Dad and Jessie took Pedro and I for a little walk on the beach. It had rained that morning so the beach was nice and hard to walk on. I guess the rain had upset some of the fishes because there were a lot of Skates washed up on the shore. I decided to go on a search and rescue mission but all of the fishes I found were dried up. This is what a skate looks like... its not a picture we took... because there was no camera!! But it gets the point across.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331669043627685122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sf3kvy1f9QI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KF-qfRjUMJg/s320/skate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Last but not least I'd like to congratulate all of the winners from &lt;a href="http://gsdadventures.com/"&gt;GSD&lt;/a&gt;'s April Shower &amp;amp; Spring Flowers photo contest.&lt;br /&gt;Fisrt: &lt;a href="http://reflectionsofadogmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Waldo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second: &lt;a href="http://www.shepherdsledge.com/"&gt;Hoppy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third: &lt;a href="http://diegodog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Diego&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Also my friend &lt;a href="http://www.dackelprincess.com/"&gt;Anneliese&lt;/a&gt; is now a proud mother!!! The Dakel Princess has tons of puppy pictures up at her bloggie and they are just so sweet! Congratulations to everyone on their achievements! Have a great week!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-498243306843423018?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/498243306843423018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=498243306843423018&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/498243306843423018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/498243306843423018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/05/busy-bee.html' title='Busy Bee'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sf3kvy1f9QI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KF-qfRjUMJg/s72-c/skate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-330559589007977678</id><published>2009-04-23T13:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T13:26:50.698-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><title type='text'>Awards!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is a very special day for me.... My friends &lt;a href="http://thetnbullterrors.blogspot.com/"&gt;Darla Jean, Feather, &amp;amp; Pappy&lt;/a&gt; from Kids In Dog Suits have given me my first award!!!! Well, not just one but two!!!! Can you beleive it???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This first one is the Proximity Award.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327932887879184370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SfCeu6Eo7_I/AAAAAAAAAMo/1UpySTywj-k/s320/Proximity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This blog invests and believes in the PROXIMITY - nearness in space, time and relationships. These blogs are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in prizes or self-aggrandizement! Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers! Deliver this award to eight bloggers who must choose eight more and include this clever-written text into the body of their award.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I choose to pass this on to my little brother &lt;a href="http://voteforpedrotheche.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pedro&lt;/a&gt;, our cousion &lt;a href="http://rambothechihuahua.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rambo&lt;/a&gt;, and my good friends.... &lt;a href="http://joeythegoldenretriever.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joey &amp;amp; Zeke&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://khyraskhorner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Khyra&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://gsdadventures.com/"&gt;Purett &amp;amp; Daphne&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://jbssmallworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;JB&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://raisingaddie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Addie &amp;amp; Lucie&lt;/a&gt;, and last but not least &lt;a href="http://dryersheetsandmaplesyrup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hector &amp;amp; Lola&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is the second award.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327932887316264786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SfCeu3-bd1I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Q9vQGdKQmVs/s320/nenosaward.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As a dedication for those who love blogging activity and love to encourage friendships through blogging. To seek the reason why we all love blogging. Put the award in one post as soon as you receive it. Don’t forget to mention the person who gives you the award. Answer the Award’s question by writing the reason why you love blogging. Tag and distribute the Award to as many people as you like.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The reason I love blogging.... Well it really all started when my Mom found Pedro's cousion Rambo on dogs with blogs. We started to follow the little chihuahua from Chino Hills and fell in love with his family. A few months later Pedro made is own blog and gained so many friends and was able to share his adventures with so many great doggies Jessie and I decided she would help me with my own blog. So far I have made a TON of really great friends in the blogging world and really love sharing my adventures with other doggies, and learning about the fun they have! Although we're still kind of new in the blogging world we love the new friends we make and can't wait to make even more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Everyone who was tagged with the Proximity award consider yourself tagged with this award as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you Darla Jean, Feather, &amp;amp; Pappy for these beautiful awards!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-330559589007977678?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/330559589007977678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=330559589007977678&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/330559589007977678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/330559589007977678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/04/awards_23.html' title='Awards!'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SfCeu6Eo7_I/AAAAAAAAAMo/1UpySTywj-k/s72-c/Proximity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-6728528045716891693</id><published>2009-04-18T15:29:00.043-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T16:32:56.499-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Plentiful Posting for a Super Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was beautiful, I think spring is finally in full bloom. Once Jessie was done being lazy and got out of bed we went outside to play in the yard. She was taking pictures of EVERYTHING in sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326126258165901490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SeoznN7b6LI/AAAAAAAAALk/lYwrQ81kwT0/s320/Super+Post+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took pictures of Pedro and I playing with our toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326122901105912082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Seowjz59qRI/AAAAAAAAAKE/nug6Z5Iio-U/s320/Super+Post+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326122906768049346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SeowkI_7BMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/6-PW95Uy5eg/s320/Super+Post+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She took pictures of the beautiful flowers in our yard... or what my friend Joey might consider a tasty treat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326120484383777778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SeouXI6gY_I/AAAAAAAAAJU/xn_j-Ivbaps/s320/Super+Post+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326120487308473186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SeouXTzzs2I/AAAAAAAAAJc/hXCzVxMfl98/s320/Super+Post+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326120492289886482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SeouXmXeCRI/AAAAAAAAAJk/sWTwURO9piQ/s320/Super+Post+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326121455335354658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SeovPp_ZsSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/BiuW5IFBO-g/s320/Super+Post+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pedro was doing some morning yoga while Tommy was taking a morning bath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326122896117708242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SeowjhUrtdI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JYZ7buefmg4/s320/Super+Post+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326122891743776818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SeowjRB20DI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/vH-MRS-a6rA/s320/Super+Post+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Libby was sitting in the garden while I was walking across the edge of the pool cover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326122909817914082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SeowkUXEQuI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Csj697TnH0Y/s320/Super+Post+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326124258243264050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SeoxyzouPjI/AAAAAAAAAKc/XMj_UCNCe58/s320/Super+Post+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jessie took close ups of everyones faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326124273443492770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SeoxzsQvU6I/AAAAAAAAAK0/_7AIouIqDYU/s320/Super+Post+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326124275675887410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Seoxz0k-9zI/AAAAAAAAAK8/0c77X7kSTcg/s320/Super+Post+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326124270806876290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SeoxzicHwII/AAAAAAAAAKs/6ay90D70kQk/s320/Super+Post+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326124263466048210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SeoxzHF7mtI/AAAAAAAAAKk/j4l0G7VAqJw/s320/Super+Post+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can see where Pedro has a different colored stripe going down his nose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326126238763577058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SeozmFpj7uI/AAAAAAAAALE/Apn4CHiLpEI/s320/Super+Post+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once the sun came up a little more Tommy decided to play "hide and go stalk" in the flower bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326126252395785682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Seozm4bu7dI/AAAAAAAAALc/8BcRfY4AcnM/s320/Super+Post+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326126245004084258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Seozmc5ahCI/AAAAAAAAALM/6WEX3ltLC38/s320/Super+Post+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I decided to play with him and try to get him to chase me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326126249260244658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SeozmswKXrI/AAAAAAAAALU/f0HKi9hWJfE/s320/Super+Post+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;After a little more playing in the backyard Jessie decided to take us for a nice walk down to the bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326130261208176754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Seo3QObFmHI/AAAAAAAAALs/9vwiUH-L9So/s320/Super+Post+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326130266813110226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Seo3QjTaF9I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Mpm3a7USfbo/s320/Super+Post+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326130273379438146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Seo3Q7w8TkI/AAAAAAAAAL8/oa71pnhLz7A/s320/Super+Post+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we got home Jessie left to go to the store. Pedro and I always get upset when she leaves, or when anyone leaves but once she got home I was sure glad she went! We got new treats! &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326130276303653090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Seo3RGqISOI/AAAAAAAAAME/CuHh4_79NJA/s320/Super+Post+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a nice long day and some yummy snacks.... I do declare that it is nap time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326130278077189106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Seo3RNQ-S_I/AAAAAAAAAMM/ehvp5dMJM9Y/s320/Super+Post+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-6728528045716891693?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/6728528045716891693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=6728528045716891693&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/6728528045716891693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/6728528045716891693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/04/plentiful-posting-for-super-saturday.html' title='Plentiful Posting for a Super Saturday'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SeoznN7b6LI/AAAAAAAAALk/lYwrQ81kwT0/s72-c/Super+Post+034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-2983990762711797594</id><published>2009-04-16T08:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T08:35:37.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>April Showers &amp; May Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My friends Daphne and Purett from GSD Adventures have started the voting on their photo contest! (April 16th - 30th) There are 28 great enteries total!!!!! Please remember to stop by and vote for your favorite doggie! The winner will receive a delicious nummy treat and toy from GSD's favorite pet store &lt;a href="http://www.phydeauxpets.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Phydeaux&lt;/a&gt;. Good luck to all who entered and thank you GSD Adventures for holding such a great competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325265085382184050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SeckYXT-zHI/AAAAAAAAAJM/L61mjjesbzU/s320/mayflowers.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. The title of this post has a link in it that will bring you to the voting site.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is a direct link to Daphne and Purett's blog if you would like to give them a visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gsdadventures.com/"&gt;http://gsdadventures.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325265082736323698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 85px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SeckYNdKLHI/AAAAAAAAAJE/MfhYMkyz_0E/s320/gsd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-2983990762711797594?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://gsdadventures.com/contests/april-showers-bring-may-flowers-contest/' title='April Showers &amp;amp; May Flowers'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/2983990762711797594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=2983990762711797594&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/2983990762711797594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/2983990762711797594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-showers-may-flowers.html' title='April Showers &amp;amp; May Flowers'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SeckYXT-zHI/AAAAAAAAAJM/L61mjjesbzU/s72-c/mayflowers.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-6907163461344223094</id><published>2009-04-12T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T11:49:43.552-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy Easter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello again everyone! Jessie is back home so I get to post on my blog again. Turns out she didn't go to find the Easter Bunny. Just to visit her human family in Virginia. She didn't even see any bunnies while she was there. Maybe our cat Tommy has eaten them all already? (He loves to hunt and eat them, but he always leaves a small piece for us to find,)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323830355133979330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SeILgEoz2sI/AAAAAAAAAI8/KTOoMX54FhI/s320/Frying+Pan+Park+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While she was there though she found some silly Easter grass. It was imported from Germany and flavoured to taste like green apples. I didn't get to taste any because Jessie didn't think it would be safe for dogs. (And apparently it turned to a foamy green mess when you ate it.) I don't really mind though, I'm not a fan of apples.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323829611007748818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SeIK0wjSqtI/AAAAAAAAAI0/7qDM6-6IkKo/s320/DC+Ducks+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; What I did get for Easter was a nice bath! I love baths and always get right in the tub without any hassle. Unfortunately Jessie doesn't have any of the pictures with her.... So maybe later this week we will make a post about bath time. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Have a Happy Easter Everyone! I hope the Easter Bunny treats you all well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-6907163461344223094?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/6907163461344223094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=6907163461344223094&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/6907163461344223094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/6907163461344223094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SeILgEoz2sI/AAAAAAAAAI8/KTOoMX54FhI/s72-c/Frying+Pan+Park+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-6576238154826787343</id><published>2009-04-02T13:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T13:43:52.247-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Humans Are Silly</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jessie is going away on "Spring Break" this week so I won't be able to post until she gets back. I'm not quite sure what Spring Break means or where she is going but I know she needs a plane to get there and I won't see her until Easter. I don't understand why she would need a break from spring? Who could get tired of nice warm weather?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Humans do some weird things sometimes. Today Jessie was feeding me yummy treats for doing doggy things. She asked me to sit, to stay, to lay down, to speak, and to high-five. I got a treat for each doggy thing I did. I don't get it. Humans don't get treats for being human, so why do I get treats for being a dog? I swear humans are some funny creatures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jessie's favorite doggy thing I do is called saying "wa". It's like speaking only quieter. Sometimes I get really excited because I know a treat is coming and make "huffing" or "squeaking" noises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1cd090ac8be088dc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1cd090ac8be088dc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330111083%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6C02BD0D82C98C43F4EFEF74F793444CEB5F1B4.711BFED8A9A4CEDC554E2B04D4E246B1DAED6A50%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1cd090ac8be088dc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D35yL8DXMCdPsWtvB4HEhoF3ny9M&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1cd090ac8be088dc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330111083%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6C02BD0D82C98C43F4EFEF74F793444CEB5F1B4.711BFED8A9A4CEDC554E2B04D4E246B1DAED6A50%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1cd090ac8be088dc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D35yL8DXMCdPsWtvB4HEhoF3ny9M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8139e61da1fda505" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8139e61da1fda505%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330111083%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5DADE79C1BAE2680BE303E2E9FC4324BB23F99F0.6BAB1B35F94AE9FB564187DBBD6F0BE981D7814D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8139e61da1fda505%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiNn0sGRn7phDIhfU2szGnDjcN8k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8139e61da1fda505%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330111083%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5DADE79C1BAE2680BE303E2E9FC4324BB23F99F0.6BAB1B35F94AE9FB564187DBBD6F0BE981D7814D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8139e61da1fda505%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiNn0sGRn7phDIhfU2szGnDjcN8k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well I hope everyone has a Happy Easter or even a Happy Spring Break. Hmmm maybe Jessie is going to find the Easter Bunny on Spring Break? I guess I will find out when she gets back! (We didn't make these eggs, we found them on a google search, but they sure are beautiful and took some talent!!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320148665492746674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SdT3Bh72sbI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ZMquevWpvmU/s320/eggs.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;P.S. - Did you know that a Labrador Retriever is one of the only dogs that can hold an uncooked egg in its mouth without breaking it? (Source: Animal Planet). Pretty cool huh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-6576238154826787343?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1cd090ac8be088dc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8139e61da1fda505&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/6576238154826787343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=6576238154826787343&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/6576238154826787343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/6576238154826787343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/04/humans-are-silly.html' title='Humans Are Silly'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SdT3Bh72sbI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ZMquevWpvmU/s72-c/eggs.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-8047217734119844071</id><published>2009-04-01T14:40:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T14:50:39.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ferocious Beasts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I thought our house was being watched by a ferocious beast. Pedro and I were laying nice and warm in bed...... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319791307551560882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SdOyAj3SVLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vNmCLk4Y0Xk/s320/Ferocious+Beasts+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all of a sudden we heard a mysterious noise..... It's wasn't purring or growling.... It was something else, something scary. We got up to go investigate the scene and find the beast making these strange noises.&lt;br /&gt;(I didn't want to get up out of my nice warm bed at first, so I just smiled for the camera).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319791323598318514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SdOyBfpIa7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/2QCQyHgmI3Q/s320/Ferocious+Beasts+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally got up Pedro and I checked the kitchen, and the hallway. I even stuck my head out the doggy door but we didn't see anything. Then all of a sudden there it was! Run Pedro I think its a LION!!!! Look at those teeth and that furry mane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319791311836759474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SdOyAz09RbI/AAAAAAAAAIE/jCoXmNOwCEw/s320/Ferocious+Beasts+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a second... its not a lion.... Its Libby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319791316229259714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SdOyBEMNgcI/AAAAAAAAAIM/PR3t81FlJCY/s320/Ferocious+Beasts+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was taking a nap on the couch and was snoring so loud I thought it was a monster! After a quick inspection of the rest of the house, a few stretches, and some yawns Pedro and I figured it was time to go back to our nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319791323389208578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SdOyBe3RqAI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ZlEBVKAduaU/s320/Ferocious+Beasts+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad there are no ferocious beasts hiding in our house, even though Libby can sure sound like one! Pssst.. Happy April Fools! (Hmmm, now that I think about it, maybe Libby was playing a trick on Pedro and I???).&lt;br /&gt;If so... She sure is one clever kitty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-8047217734119844071?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/8047217734119844071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=8047217734119844071&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/8047217734119844071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/8047217734119844071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/04/ferocious-beasts.html' title='Ferocious Beasts!'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SdOyAj3SVLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vNmCLk4Y0Xk/s72-c/Ferocious+Beasts+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-2540081821794534573</id><published>2009-03-29T13:22:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T14:02:36.312-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This past Wednesday Jessie took Pedro and I for a walk down to the bay where we live. Its a pretty long journey for Pedro so he gets carried about half way there and back. I get really tired too but I'm way to big to be carried so I have to talk the entire way. Once we got there Jessie let us off our leashes and we got to adventure on our own. (We know to be good and stay close.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318666698099122850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sc-zLrLl4qI/AAAAAAAAAGw/u0Vcc5d1O04/s320/Walking+Dog+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so pretty down here. Pedro and I just love it! It's probably my favorite place to walk to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318666701151082386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sc-zL2jPF5I/AAAAAAAAAG4/NAY7NXasLhU/s320/Walking+Dog+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I immediately went running straight into the water to go for a little swim. Once I got in there was a small flock of geese started hollering and yelling. I wanted to play with them but the water they were swimming in was a little too deep so I stayed near the shore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318666706606865570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sc-zMK3_vKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/B9dhXkXLKak/s320/Walking+Dog+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318666706697502034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sc-zMLNmvVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/sTYO96XQtAI/s320/Walking+Dog+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318666710325760738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sc-zMYupkuI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/BpUX12kN_rs/s320/Walking+Dog+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we got back I &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;went to lay &lt;/span&gt;down on the pool cover to wash away all of the salty water. Pedro didn't have to because he didn't go swimming. I love laying on the pool cover or standing on the steps to cool off, even in the winter! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318667893270396914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sc-0RPioP_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/LxoFBydqPl4/s320/Walking+Dog+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to shake off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318667895069176674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sc-0RWPfc2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/SfV6LgMl4qs/s320/Walking+Dog+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-513faf41268b2b8d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D513faf41268b2b8d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330111083%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C5E927E7F00E0780F6ED022825969718FA1DFEC.4C962507B7E5606510550B000CB62EC6166A54FF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D513faf41268b2b8d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-D-jkRutitF002XunX_XWmnnghA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D513faf41268b2b8d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330111083%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C5E927E7F00E0780F6ED022825969718FA1DFEC.4C962507B7E5606510550B000CB62EC6166A54FF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D513faf41268b2b8d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-D-jkRutitF002XunX_XWmnnghA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also got to play a little tug of war with my favorite stuffed toy. Grrrrrr let me have it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318667902035377650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sc-0RwMXPfI/AAAAAAAAAHo/-2WSaWYowe8/s320/Walking+Dog+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Once we were all done playing and running around (and Pedro was done leaving peemails) I went back inside to take a nap with my little brother. I'm not sure why humans call it a "cat nap" when dogs nap just as much as the cats around this house!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318670232849538066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sc-2ZbJw3BI/AAAAAAAAAHw/uySJbTwHpHg/s320/Walking+Dog+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-2540081821794534573?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=513faf41268b2b8d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/2540081821794534573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=2540081821794534573&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/2540081821794534573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/2540081821794534573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/03/walking-week.html' title='Walking Week'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sc-zLrLl4qI/AAAAAAAAAGw/u0Vcc5d1O04/s72-c/Walking+Dog+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-3677493974651573151</id><published>2009-03-22T17:56:00.023-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T18:44:56.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was just not fair...... Mom and Jessie went to PetCo and left Pedro and I HOME!!! Can you believe it?!? They went to PetCo and left us! Dad was gone all day too. He went to Sunday Dinner at my human Grandparents house. Doesn't he know I love pasta &amp;amp; gravy? (Spaghetti and red sauce). I just can't believe they would leave us all alone the entire day and go to two of my favorite places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmph... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316138694104429250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sca3-ebNssI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/XbKMr6fia38/s320/Play+Ball+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;And then when they got home I was betrayed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pedro is playing with MY TENNIS BALL!! With MY GIRL!!! &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316138731866850610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sca4ArGehTI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v4D9fcY_4Ac/s320/Play+Ball+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316138716434800466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sca3_xnMH1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/IEg5aPFPXQg/s320/Play+Ball+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just couldn't believe it. I got so mad at Jessie for letting Pedro play with my tennis ball I pushed her right into the side table in the living room. I didn't hurt her of course, she just laughed when I pushed her, but I had to let her know that was MY ball and she can't play with Pedro using MY ball. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grrrrr....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316138703809980530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sca3_ClMqHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/S6VWqJpc4A0/s320/Play+Ball+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think she got the message though, because she took me out in the backyard and we played fetch for a little while. Check out the Video! I'm such a good fetcher! &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-628b8aa8cfd2c983" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D628b8aa8cfd2c983%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330111083%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D45111272B1319895629C199D9A69210E10950A5.5B6BBB44C77EA4AAAEC46A3E7073504FF430C9E1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D628b8aa8cfd2c983%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOtawA_2-u_4g5hW1jrOnJ0_qIZ8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D628b8aa8cfd2c983%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330111083%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D45111272B1319895629C199D9A69210E10950A5.5B6BBB44C77EA4AAAEC46A3E7073504FF430C9E1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D628b8aa8cfd2c983%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOtawA_2-u_4g5hW1jrOnJ0_qIZ8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;So maybe today wasn't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bad. I got to play some ball with my girl, and Mom bought Pedro and I a new bag of Beggin' Strips. But they better not try to leave us home next time they go to PetCo or out for Sunday Dinner. And Jessie better not use MY ball to play with Pedro again or I'll pin her against a wall so she can't!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-3677493974651573151?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3621465955dc81bf&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=628b8aa8cfd2c983&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/3677493974651573151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=3677493974651573151&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/3677493974651573151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/3677493974651573151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-ball.html' title='Sunday Ball'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sca3-ebNssI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/XbKMr6fia38/s72-c/Play+Ball+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-8548916770719720054</id><published>2009-03-21T13:40:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T16:31:08.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelin' Beachy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday we had an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L Day! Pedro and I just lounged around in the backyard and soaked up the nice warm sun. When we woke up this morning.... well it was just as beautiful if not more beautiful then yesterday! Jessie and Mom must have had a touch of spring fever because the loaded Pedro and I up in the Tahoe and took us down to the beach!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come on Pedro lets go! &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315735866764379810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/ScVJm1pLRqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/aqNYUBEDJ3Q/s320/Feelin+Beachy+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to stick my head out the window when we go for rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315735870835471426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/ScVJnEzzNEI/AAAAAAAAAEg/bQP0iXCBo0E/s320/Feelin+Beachy+069.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Pedro likes to ride up front with Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315738869836057074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/ScVMVo9QifI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Txbsz7hVUgw/s320/Feelin+Beachy+107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Pedro and I started reading and leaving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;peemails&lt;/span&gt; as soon as we got there. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315735879887707874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/ScVJnmiBXuI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Wj2wdPcfqhI/s320/Feelin+Beachy+072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I left a walking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;peemail&lt;/span&gt;. Mom and Jessie were cracking up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315735883161060626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/ScVJnyucxRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/zcWgjqaLzTw/s320/Feelin+Beachy+073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at how beautiful it was! &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315738876431877890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/ScVMWBh0xwI/AAAAAAAAAFo/96uzsgvGcmI/s320/Feelin+Beachy+088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even me another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;doggie&lt;/span&gt; at the beach. Her mom let us play for a little bit. Pedro didn't like her that much though so Mom had to hold him. I don't remember her name but she was very fun to play with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315735890728160818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/ScVJoO6ljjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/qRkzJD6wKEg/s320/Feelin+Beachy+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My favorite thing to do at the beach is chase these little quirky birds. Mom said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;they are&lt;/span&gt; called Piping Plovers. Jessie told me I was being a bad boy for chasing after them, but I think its so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315738880565270002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/ScVMWQ7TVfI/AAAAAAAAAFw/oEDa8NoOzhQ/s320/Feelin+Beachy+098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;It felt so great to lay down in the car once we were done walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315738885667461794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/ScVMWj7wmqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/s9t8q1trz5E/s320/Feelin+Beachy+105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mom for driving us to the beach!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315738897547735202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/ScVMXQMPMKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/uAUXHM7d0Wg/s320/Feelin+Beachy+086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-8548916770719720054?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/8548916770719720054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=8548916770719720054&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/8548916770719720054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/8548916770719720054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/03/feelin-beachy.html' title='Feelin&apos; Beachy'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/ScVJm1pLRqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/aqNYUBEDJ3Q/s72-c/Feelin+Beachy+064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-3596621992755493618</id><published>2009-03-20T17:55:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T16:43:16.798-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring &amp; Love Are In The Air!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spring is finally on the horizon! Our backyard has green little sprouts shooting up all over. Some flowers have even bloomed! They look so beautiful and I just love the way they smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315393739195714098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/ScQScZIYijI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OaSzQbFFBTo/s320/DSCF3266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315393743468621362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/ScQScpDH7jI/AAAAAAAAADY/YmxCYNIfpC4/s320/DSCF3270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315393746608625170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/ScQSc0vwlhI/AAAAAAAAADg/926yCGaRdR4/s320/DSCF3272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spring makes me so happy. I love to just sit out in the yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315393756603752850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/ScQSdZ-yIZI/AAAAAAAAADo/SWoIi5OqS8E/s320/DSCF3280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pedro loves spring too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315393764841611906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/ScQSd4q14oI/AAAAAAAAADw/_SKOQmKbirc/s320/DSCF3291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love to play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bitey&lt;/span&gt; face with Pedro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315395445706818866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/ScQT_uYVhTI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Y1h8MJpx1Mk/s320/DSCF3312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or play with my toys. (Sometimes I don't want to share).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315395446306761138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/ScQT_wnX6bI/AAAAAAAAAEA/7S_Lum_IOro/s320/DSCF3320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love laying in my bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315743496061528338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/ScVQi6_XKRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/J1Js5USMyGg/s320/Feelin+Beachy+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love making silly faces in pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315395452501189090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/ScQUAHsPYeI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nHZyfAKVeU0/s320/DSCF3299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all I love this girl. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315395457873973394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/ScQUAbtNkJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/S17h1FZsyBI/s320/DSCF3303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What are some of your favorite things to love?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-3596621992755493618?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/3596621992755493618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=3596621992755493618&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/3596621992755493618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/3596621992755493618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-love-are-in-air.html' title='Spring &amp; Love Are In The Air!'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/ScQScZIYijI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OaSzQbFFBTo/s72-c/DSCF3266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-6178797939768077022</id><published>2009-03-14T22:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T18:41:12.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy Power!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Welcome back everyone! I'm glad to see you again. This past week Jessie and I have been debating on the posting situation. She's a busy college girl and I can't type with paws so we decided weekends, mainly Sunday's, are going to be our designated posting days. (heads up for any followers). Somehow Jessie managed to find some free time and was looking through some old stuff and guess what she found.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BABY PICTURES!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312841930907478914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbsBlmeKa4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/7OBm-2ngLuI/s320/Ziggy%26Smokey.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This first one is of me and my &lt;em&gt;litter&lt;/em&gt; brother Smokey playing bitey face. Smokey was adopted by another member of my human family so we got to grow up together. He lives in Riverhead with my Aunt Cathy and Uncle Peter. I haven't seen him in a long time, but I got to see his parents a few weeks ago when our Dads took a vacation to Las Vegas. Smokey and I have another member of our litter family on Long Island named Dozer. I have never met him, but my Mom did once. He has one blue eye and one brown eye. I have a blue eye too, but there is only a smudge of different color. I'm not sure if Smokey does, I'll have to ask him next time I visit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312841934967603794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbsBl1mLAlI/AAAAAAAAACA/pZOjw9rDkpg/s320/ZIggy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second picture is of me and Libby. I'm about two months old and Libby is about five years old. This was long before she was attacked by the dog in our front yard and lost her hind leg. (Sometimes I wish I could have opened the front door to save her, but I don't have thumbs or a doggie door out to the front yard.) I look so little laying next to her! She is about the size of my head now (my parents call me a meathead), but I still know she's the Queen of our house and that I should not bother her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312841936019391522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbsBl5g8BCI/AAAAAAAAACI/8GfpGzE_M8U/s320/Ziggy2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The third picture is one of our old Christmas cards (or at least Jessie thinks so). I don't look so little but Leah and Jessie do! Look at those braces! Jessie isn't too sure about the year this picture was taken, but she thinks I still have a bit of a puppy face. I think I'm the best part about this photo, I'm such a handsome boy even as a young pup. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Leah informed us this morning that this picture is from 2002, So I was about a year old!!! Definitely still a puppy. Leah's about 12 and Jessie is about 13!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312836520803691218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/Sbr8qsQ56tI/AAAAAAAAABw/q41kefWsD4E/s320/Pedro+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last picture is of baby Pedro! This was his first Christmas with our family. He has his baby fur coat in the picture and believe it or not is even smaller then he is now! He looks like hes really enjoying that Beggin' Strip. Those are probably our favorite treats next to human food.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks for stopping by! Happy trails! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Psst... Happy Friday the 13th!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-6178797939768077022?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/6178797939768077022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=6178797939768077022&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/6178797939768077022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/6178797939768077022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/03/puppy-power.html' title='Puppy Power!'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbsBlmeKa4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/7OBm-2ngLuI/s72-c/Ziggy%26Smokey.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002385593867157399.post-2238531034489596040</id><published>2009-03-09T18:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T19:27:44.197-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hey everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome to my first Dog's with Blog's post ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My name is Ziggy Marley, Ziggy or Zig for short. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am an eight year old German Shepard, Huskey, and Golden Retriever mix. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My Dad, Noodles, was a German Shepard and Huskey mix. &lt;/span&gt;He's where I get my handsome curly tail and my "blue" eye from. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;While my Mom, Sam, was a big ol' Golden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She's well... where I got my size from. I live on Long Island with my human family and a house full of animals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Some of you may already know me through my little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; brother Pedro the Chi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;He is so famous for his blog, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;has so much fun, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and has so many friends I figured it was worth a shot. &lt;/span&gt;My Human sister, Jessie, promised me that she would help me with my posting. Hopefully she does a good job! &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well I can't wait to tell you all about my adventures!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please visit me soon!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311332017981020386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWkVGfq2OI/AAAAAAAAABg/_FTUSGUUBwo/s200/11-18-08+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Props to the lil' bro for inspiring my new blogging career.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://voteforpedrotheche.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://voteforpedrotheche.blogspot.com/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Trails
Ziggy Marley&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002385593867157399-2238531034489596040?l=zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/feeds/2238531034489596040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002385593867157399&amp;postID=2238531034489596040&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/2238531034489596040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002385593867157399/posts/default/2238531034489596040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zig-ziggymarley.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-first-post.html' title='My First Post!'/><author><name>Guardian Angel Ziggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08693428458219824176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWXrvGfPpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wT_OBb3_ELQ/S220/11-18-08+(18).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSw5IrakcEs/SbWkVGfq2OI/AAAAAAAAABg/_FTUSGUUBwo/s72-c/11-18-08+(4).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry></feed>
