<?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-8178058681713452676</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:15:16.212-07:00</updated><category term='my dogs'/><category term='kennel'/><category term='going for a walk'/><category term='Jimmy Stewart'/><category term='recipe'/><category term='Divine'/><category term='my three dogs'/><category term='Pet Smart'/><category term='dog quote'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='dogs in cars'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='tortellini artichoke salad recipe'/><category term='Unitarian'/><category term='cats in the kitchen'/><category term='dogs cooking'/><category term='sleeping dogs'/><category term='Muffy'/><category term='Petsmart'/><title type='text'>My Life in Abilene, Texas (with 3 dogs, 2 cats)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diane-lifewihcalliebindiandmarlo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178058681713452676/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diane-lifewihcalliebindiandmarlo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Diane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/TSR_kBO0m6I/AAAAAAAAAmE/Ra5n7VChhOg/S220/FB%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178058681713452676.post-3893899181421262216</id><published>2008-11-24T19:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T19:12:26.672-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kennel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs in cars'/><title type='text'>Trip to the Kennel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SStsQpLVb4I/AAAAAAAAAOo/iKlMMKL6g0o/s1600-h/ourdogs_blog+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SStsQpLVb4I/AAAAAAAAAOo/iKlMMKL6g0o/s200/ourdogs_blog+080.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272426821954400130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor babies! They went to the dog kennel today for a stay of a day and a night.  My daughter and her son, Preston, who is two years old, came for a visit and I didn't feel comfortable enough having three dogs in the house with Preston.  They are not used to children at all, and I'm not sure how they will behave.  I'll go and get them tomorrow, though, so they can be here for a while with the company to see how it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178058681713452676-3893899181421262216?l=diane-lifewihcalliebindiandmarlo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diane-lifewihcalliebindiandmarlo.blogspot.com/feeds/3893899181421262216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8178058681713452676&amp;postID=3893899181421262216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178058681713452676/posts/default/3893899181421262216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178058681713452676/posts/default/3893899181421262216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diane-lifewihcalliebindiandmarlo.blogspot.com/2008/11/trip-to-kennel.html' title='Trip to the Kennel'/><author><name>Diane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/TSR_kBO0m6I/AAAAAAAAAmE/Ra5n7VChhOg/S220/FB%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SStsQpLVb4I/AAAAAAAAAOo/iKlMMKL6g0o/s72-c/ourdogs_blog+080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178058681713452676.post-6041838937302476881</id><published>2008-10-21T08:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T06:20:40.206-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Petsmart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pet Smart'/><title type='text'>PetSmart Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to Petsmart is usually a ton of fun for dogs, except for one thing that is NOT fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SP34MjWRXEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VAvUEnanFSA/s1600-h/petsmart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259632834369379394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SP34MjWRXEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VAvUEnanFSA/s320/petsmart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SP33rn2uWmI/AAAAAAAAAMo/DI4oQDHGxQY/s1600-h/ourdogs+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259632268643555938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SP33rn2uWmI/AAAAAAAAAMo/DI4oQDHGxQY/s320/ourdogs+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Callie, I know you soooooo love to go to PetSmart, but this time you have to stay home with Marlo. Bindi is going to the Petsmart grooming center to get her toenails trimmed today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here's Bindi enjoying her car ride with visions of fun squeeky toys, meeting other dogs, and..............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SP346ryFW5I/AAAAAAAAANA/GbMvRdIpYEY/s1600-h/ourdogs_blog+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259633626907499410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SP346ryFW5I/AAAAAAAAANA/GbMvRdIpYEY/s200/ourdogs_blog+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SP34oqDRocI/AAAAAAAAAM4/pmS8HIwuf4U/s1600-h/ourdogs_blog+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259633317205090754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SP34oqDRocI/AAAAAAAAAM4/pmS8HIwuf4U/s200/ourdogs_blog+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SP346ryFW5I/AAAAAAAAANA/GbMvRdIpYEY/s1600-h/ourdogs_blog+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SP346ryFW5I/AAAAAAAAANA/GbMvRdIpYEY/s1600-h/ourdogs_blog+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Boy, oh, boy is this going to be fun."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, Bindi, it didn't turn out to be as much fun as you imagined. The best part of the ordeal with getting back into the car and going home and telling Marlo and Callie all about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259634999637556722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SP36KlmbvfI/AAAAAAAAANI/o1LPdL0RMYc/s200/ourdogs_blog+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178058681713452676-6041838937302476881?l=diane-lifewihcalliebindiandmarlo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diane-lifewihcalliebindiandmarlo.blogspot.com/feeds/6041838937302476881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8178058681713452676&amp;postID=6041838937302476881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178058681713452676/posts/default/6041838937302476881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178058681713452676/posts/default/6041838937302476881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diane-lifewihcalliebindiandmarlo.blogspot.com/2008/10/petsmart-trip.html' title='PetSmart Trip'/><author><name>Diane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/TSR_kBO0m6I/AAAAAAAAAmE/Ra5n7VChhOg/S220/FB%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SP34MjWRXEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VAvUEnanFSA/s72-c/petsmart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178058681713452676.post-9144527938107414283</id><published>2008-10-17T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T19:36:14.774-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muffy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats in the kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my three dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs cooking'/><title type='text'>My Dogs don't Cook!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SPlJJdMw7DI/AAAAAAAAAMI/KYE_0FgS9zM/s1600-h/dog_helping_in_kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258314466737581106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SPlJJdMw7DI/AAAAAAAAAMI/KYE_0FgS9zM/s320/dog_helping_in_kitchen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OK, this isn't my dog, but it could be my kitchen. Kind of looks like it. I wish my dogs could do something constructive in my kitchen besides chasing our cat, Muffy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Muffy loves to torment the dogs, get them to chase her, then run and hide underneath the sink, or leap up on top of the cabinets near the ceiling. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258315425594179442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SPlKBRN_f3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/8RqF4lEpXRQ/s320/HOUSE_HAIR+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258315853600412434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SPlKaLqoUxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/5I7omigkA7E/s320/HOUSE_HAIR+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258316253455359378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SPlKxdPenZI/AAAAAAAAAMg/MQQ510R7FPQ/s320/ourdogs_blog+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hehehe.......they'll never get me up here!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178058681713452676-9144527938107414283?l=diane-lifewihcalliebindiandmarlo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diane-lifewihcalliebindiandmarlo.blogspot.com/feeds/9144527938107414283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8178058681713452676&amp;postID=9144527938107414283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178058681713452676/posts/default/9144527938107414283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178058681713452676/posts/default/9144527938107414283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diane-lifewihcalliebindiandmarlo.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-dogs-dont-cook.html' title='My Dogs don&apos;t Cook!'/><author><name>Diane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/TSR_kBO0m6I/AAAAAAAAAmE/Ra5n7VChhOg/S220/FB%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SPlJJdMw7DI/AAAAAAAAAMI/KYE_0FgS9zM/s72-c/dog_helping_in_kitchen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178058681713452676.post-7152712139185392249</id><published>2008-10-16T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T10:07:19.228-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleeping dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jimmy Stewart'/><title type='text'>Dogs in the Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SPdxrSa-QFI/AAAAAAAAAMA/LUqF0VEBJLQ/s1600-h/nap+time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257796078471626834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SPdxrSa-QFI/AAAAAAAAAMA/LUqF0VEBJLQ/s320/nap+time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My dogs love sleeping on beds, sofas, and soft chairs-----and basically anywhere except on their own doggie beds on the floor.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have four big comfy dog beds on the floor of my bedroom (even though there are only 3 dogs, the 4 beds idea was to prevent anyone longing for another's bed and to have lots of choices, I guess).  None of them actually likes their on-the-floor doggie beds.  $200 worth of dog beds and they are hardly used!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Callie has taken to sleeping in my closet lately on the carpeted floor. It's nice and quiet and dark there.  Bindi and Marlo are in dog heaven on our big king sized bed.  Of course!  Why not!    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll admit, I love them sleeping with me.  There is nothing as comforting as having your dog(s) snuggling against you and feeling their warm little bodies vibrating with love all night long.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The late Jimmy Stewart once said, "The truth is that it's just really hard for me to get to sleep without a dog in my bedroom.  I once had a dog named Beau.  He used to sleep in the corner of the bedroom.  Some nights, though, he would sneak onto the bed and lie right between Gloria and me.  I know that I should have pushed him off the bed, but I didn't.  He was up there because he wanted me to pat his head, so that's what I would do."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good for you, Jimmy Stewart, may God rest your soul, that you let old Beau stay up on the bed.  I always knew you were a good person! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178058681713452676-7152712139185392249?l=diane-lifewihcalliebindiandmarlo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diane-lifewihcalliebindiandmarlo.blogspot.com/feeds/7152712139185392249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8178058681713452676&amp;postID=7152712139185392249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178058681713452676/posts/default/7152712139185392249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178058681713452676/posts/default/7152712139185392249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diane-lifewihcalliebindiandmarlo.blogspot.com/2008/10/dogs-in-bed.html' title='Dogs in the Bed'/><author><name>Diane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/TSR_kBO0m6I/AAAAAAAAAmE/Ra5n7VChhOg/S220/FB%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SPdxrSa-QFI/AAAAAAAAAMA/LUqF0VEBJLQ/s72-c/nap+time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178058681713452676.post-1595382806602809134</id><published>2008-10-14T16:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T16:54:16.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going for a walk'/><title type='text'>Anxious to GO!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SPUu4rGuNhI/AAAAAAAAALM/BWEgPD3E50s/s1600-h/ourdogs+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257159691203393042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SPUu4rGuNhI/AAAAAAAAALM/BWEgPD3E50s/s320/ourdogs+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow, Bindi got left out back on the patio by herself and wanted in. She reminded me of the Big Bad Wolf in the story of The Three Little Pigs trying to get into the house. Callie just stared, trying to figure out what to do for poor Bindi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What they really were wanting to do, all three of them want to go on their evening walk. Restless dogs can be very demanding! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257161212547053186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SPUwROjUNoI/AAAAAAAAALU/6Rgvr-kEUb8/s320/ourdogs+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here we all are. They are all harnessed up and trying to pull me down the street like sled dogs. I think I'll let hubby take the reins. He's much stronger!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257161461686461762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SPUwfuqx5UI/AAAAAAAAALc/gwCqKETA4eA/s320/ourdogs+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178058681713452676-1595382806602809134?l=diane-lifewihcalliebindiandmarlo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diane-lifewihcalliebindiandmarlo.blogspot.com/feeds/1595382806602809134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8178058681713452676&amp;postID=1595382806602809134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178058681713452676/posts/default/1595382806602809134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178058681713452676/posts/default/1595382806602809134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diane-lifewihcalliebindiandmarlo.blogspot.com/2008/10/anxious-to-go.html' title='Anxious to GO!!!!!'/><author><name>Diane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/TSR_kBO0m6I/AAAAAAAAAmE/Ra5n7VChhOg/S220/FB%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SPUu4rGuNhI/AAAAAAAAALM/BWEgPD3E50s/s72-c/ourdogs+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178058681713452676.post-144644985200896924</id><published>2008-10-14T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T16:41:25.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tortellini artichoke salad recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unitarian'/><title type='text'>Recipe from the DIVINE WIND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SPTEF2ORJVI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5OkyhlIcZpM/s1600-h/ourdogs+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257042269781960018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SPTEF2ORJVI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5OkyhlIcZpM/s320/ourdogs+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Callie, my oldest dog, likes to go on morning walks just with me without our younger two dogs coming along. Since Callie is eight years old, she likes to walk at a slow, leisurely pace. (The younger ones get their turns later every evening, along with Callie, also). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning on our walk, Callie and I found a postcard lying on the ground next to the street. I picked it up with the thought of bringing it home to throw away (along with the usual doggie poop bag I carry with me). However, when I looked at the card on the back was a nice picture of a yummy pasta side dish to make with the recipe printed on it. Hmmmmm...........I was VERY interested in this recipe as it was exactly the kind of thing I liked to make-----easy, fast, yet delicious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257154798295162818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SPUqb3mfn8I/AAAAAAAAALE/FfqHDBU1tPg/s320/ourdogs+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I thought more about it, I realized this coming Sunday is "Potluck Sunday" at the Unitarian Fellowship where my husband and I attend. Everyone brings a dish from home and we have a meal after our informal fellowship meeting. AHA!! PERFECT! This recipe was becoming more of a treasure than what I first realized! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe this little card was meant for me to find. Callie's little walks that she loves so much often reveal precious treasures. Once I found a $5 bill neatly folded and lying against a shrubby weed, blown there by the Divine Wind. Many times a special bird feather or a shiny, beautiful stone will be there on my path for me to discover. All are perceived by me as wondrous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RECIPE FOR THE SACRED DIVINE TORTELLINI ARTICHOKE SALAD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1-20 oz pkg. tri-colored cheese tortellini (fresh or frozen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 - 6oz. jar artichoke hearts (chopped)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 Roma tomatoes (seeded &amp;amp; chopped)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 cup white button mushrooms (chopped)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 cup Italian salad dressing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 Tbsp. fresh parsley (chopped)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cook tortellini in boiling salted water according to package directions. Strain, then rinse with cold water. In large bowl, combine pasta, mushrooms and all the veggies. Pour dressing over the entire salad and toss. Add pepper and salt to taste, and garnish with parsley.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Say a gratitude prayer of your own and enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8178058681713452676-144644985200896924?l=diane-lifewihcalliebindiandmarlo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diane-lifewihcalliebindiandmarlo.blogspot.com/feeds/144644985200896924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8178058681713452676&amp;postID=144644985200896924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178058681713452676/posts/default/144644985200896924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8178058681713452676/posts/default/144644985200896924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diane-lifewihcalliebindiandmarlo.blogspot.com/2008/10/recipe-from-divine-wind.html' title='Recipe from the DIVINE WIND'/><author><name>Diane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/TSR_kBO0m6I/AAAAAAAAAmE/Ra5n7VChhOg/S220/FB%2Bprofile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SxbdC7EWLms/SPTEF2ORJVI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5OkyhlIcZpM/s72-c/ourdogs+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
