<?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-4917728734653200258</id><updated>2012-02-15T15:09:32.908-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love always, Bear</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>716</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-3727390265791695792</id><published>2012-02-15T05:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T05:00:03.931-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BearBear and BearBear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1u_wj9aktSo/Ty4OuQGAsGI/AAAAAAAACxY/AjpNRLmM93k/s1600/IMG_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705513965681946722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1u_wj9aktSo/Ty4OuQGAsGI/AAAAAAAACxY/AjpNRLmM93k/s400/IMG_0406.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FINALLY! I got to play with a guy dog at the beach ! And believe it or not, he was a Golden Retriever named Bear! And amazingly, his Mom called him &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BearBear&lt;/span&gt; ! He loves the beach , loves tennis balls and loves swimming and retrieving tennis balls in the ocean ! If he wasn't taller and redder than me, I would think he is my clone! I didn't ask, but I assume he also loves pizza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-3727390265791695792?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/3727390265791695792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/bearbear-and-bearbear.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/3727390265791695792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/3727390265791695792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/bearbear-and-bearbear.html' title='BearBear and BearBear'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1u_wj9aktSo/Ty4OuQGAsGI/AAAAAAAACxY/AjpNRLmM93k/s72-c/IMG_0406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-862044787211477807</id><published>2012-02-14T03:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T11:30:18.414-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Will you be my Valentine?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lQNamSYl-Fg/Ty4k9eU5ajI/AAAAAAAACxk/pwVD5ifQme0/s1600/IMG_4538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705538416456329778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lQNamSYl-Fg/Ty4k9eU5ajI/AAAAAAAACxk/pwVD5ifQme0/s400/IMG_4538.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is Valentine's Day. I want Mom as a Valentine and Rosy wants Dad. So we thought of a brilliant idea. Instead of getting Mom and Dad Valentine's cards, we thought we would just give them the shirts off our backs! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Valentine's Day !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-862044787211477807?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/862044787211477807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/will-you-be-my-valentine.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/862044787211477807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/862044787211477807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/will-you-be-my-valentine.html' title='Will you be my Valentine?'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lQNamSYl-Fg/Ty4k9eU5ajI/AAAAAAAACxk/pwVD5ifQme0/s72-c/IMG_4538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-2284879470910147096</id><published>2012-02-12T12:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T14:32:26.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Bug Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4iVRsKfW1BY/TzbsYdV5D_I/AAAAAAAACzE/7-tUjxEWe7g/s1600/IMG_4644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708009482676146162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4iVRsKfW1BY/TzbsYdV5D_I/AAAAAAAACzE/7-tUjxEWe7g/s400/IMG_4644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rosy thought it would be nice to dress up for Valentines Day. So she rummaged through her things and thought she found the perfect outfit. She could be a Love Bug Princess. She came over to ask me what I thought. I didn't know what to say. So as not to hurt her feelings, I waited till she turned away to let out a silent chuckle. Really Rosy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-2284879470910147096?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/2284879470910147096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/love-bug-princess.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/2284879470910147096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/2284879470910147096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/love-bug-princess.html' title='Love Bug Princess'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4iVRsKfW1BY/TzbsYdV5D_I/AAAAAAAACzE/7-tUjxEWe7g/s72-c/IMG_4644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-2518670587339242198</id><published>2012-02-11T05:00:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T05:00:09.101-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont Cry Over Spilled Milk !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VTKSvhyzBXo/Ty96z5anBGI/AAAAAAAACyI/b5-tJhpRb3I/s1600/spilled%2Bmilk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 297px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705914284906054754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VTKSvhyzBXo/Ty96z5anBGI/AAAAAAAACyI/b5-tJhpRb3I/s400/spilled%2Bmilk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Don't Cry Over Spilled Milk Day. It is a day to be optimistic, think positive, look on the bright side, and to find something good in everything that happens. We all know that poop happens. But when it does, don't worry, or cry over it. Rather, fix it, or get over it. Take my example, if I spill milk, I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; cry, I just lick it up! YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-2518670587339242198?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/2518670587339242198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/dont-cry-over-spilled-milk.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/2518670587339242198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/2518670587339242198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/dont-cry-over-spilled-milk.html' title='Dont Cry Over Spilled Milk !'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VTKSvhyzBXo/Ty96z5anBGI/AAAAAAAACyI/b5-tJhpRb3I/s72-c/spilled%2Bmilk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-2467823459859994894</id><published>2012-02-10T05:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T05:00:02.608-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry Fields</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6h_Q5lNgRTE/Ty3Kye-e23I/AAAAAAAACw0/jB1XYrJi9dY/s1600/IMG_4506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705439271605689202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6h_Q5lNgRTE/Ty3Kye-e23I/AAAAAAAACw0/jB1XYrJi9dY/s400/IMG_4506.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o0pdgnZ5dkc/Ty3Kj72TwwI/AAAAAAAACwo/w_7-gZXljIc/s1600/IMG_4518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705439021657998082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o0pdgnZ5dkc/Ty3Kj72TwwI/AAAAAAAACwo/w_7-gZXljIc/s400/IMG_4518.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day Mom said she wanted to get strawberries. So we all piled into the car and I figured we would head to the grocery store. But we drove in a different direction and there I saw a big STRAWBERRIES sign. Behind it were these fields of strawberry plants. I got excited cause I thought we could all go out and pick our own. But since I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; allowed, Mom said we would buy them from the little stand. I am not usually attracted to berries, but these looked SO good. So when we got home, Mom let me try a strawberry. YUM! So now I have asked Mom to put some cut up Strawberries on my breakfast kibble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/4917728734653200258-2467823459859994894?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/2467823459859994894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/strawberry-fields.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/2467823459859994894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/2467823459859994894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/strawberry-fields.html' title='Strawberry Fields'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6h_Q5lNgRTE/Ty3Kye-e23I/AAAAAAAACw0/jB1XYrJi9dY/s72-c/IMG_4506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-26514785851622961</id><published>2012-02-09T05:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T05:00:02.529-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Park at the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pf6GFwN7DWM/TyZMsa91_2I/AAAAAAAACvg/PT3w3V7Sch4/s1600/IMG_4453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703330304147980130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pf6GFwN7DWM/TyZMsa91_2I/AAAAAAAACvg/PT3w3V7Sch4/s400/IMG_4453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sightseeing activities continue. This time we ended up in A Park at the Park. Its called that because it is a park in Petco Park, home of the San Diego Padres baseball team (hence, the ballcap.) The park is a grassy berm sloping above the outfield fence. Its open during game time, allowing fans to sit and watch games for only $5. When no games are being played, it serves as a free local park for area residents. I cant wait to come back here in August for Dog Days of Summer. That's when us canines can come and watch the Padres play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-26514785851622961?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/26514785851622961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/park-at-park.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/26514785851622961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/26514785851622961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/park-at-park.html' title='Park at the Park'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pf6GFwN7DWM/TyZMsa91_2I/AAAAAAAACvg/PT3w3V7Sch4/s72-c/IMG_4453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-4762604785166141034</id><published>2012-02-08T05:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T05:00:13.197-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy Scout Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CqsoP5hJixw/Ty9xpNH_q1I/AAAAAAAACx8/prQ9XRo9-r4/s1600/Boy%2Bscout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705904205613476690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CqsoP5hJixw/Ty9xpNH_q1I/AAAAAAAACx8/prQ9XRo9-r4/s400/Boy%2Bscout.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the birthday of Scouting in America. On February 8, 1910, Chicago publisher William Dickson Boyce filed incorporation papers in the District of Columbia to create the Boy Scouts of America. I read that Scout law says a Scout is trustworthy, loyal, helpful, friendly, courteous, kind, obedient, cheerful, thrifty, brave, clean, and reverent. Well, I think I have those qualities. I wonder if they would let me, a canine, be a boy scout. I would start as a (Bear) Cub Scout of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-4762604785166141034?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/4762604785166141034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/boy-scout-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4762604785166141034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4762604785166141034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/boy-scout-day.html' title='Boy Scout Day'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CqsoP5hJixw/Ty9xpNH_q1I/AAAAAAAACx8/prQ9XRo9-r4/s72-c/Boy%2Bscout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-2721363502191933131</id><published>2012-02-07T05:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T05:00:03.772-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaslamp Quarter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MvPwN7uF14s/Tyec0VLX8-I/AAAAAAAACvs/cIPTfxShK-0/s1600/Gaslamp%2Bdistrict.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703699875940004834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MvPwN7uF14s/Tyec0VLX8-I/AAAAAAAACvs/cIPTfxShK-0/s400/Gaslamp%2Bdistrict.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Mom is not supposed to walk much now, she has decided that we all need to drive around and see the sights of San Diego (other than the beach.). So the other day we ended up in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gaslamp&lt;/span&gt; Quarter, the historic heart of the city. In the 1860s, it was known as New Town, in contrast to Old Town, which was the original Spanish colonial settlement of San Diego. And &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yah&lt;/span&gt;, gas lamps do line the streets and there's lots of restaurants and shops. All the Victorian architecture is real cool. I wonder where my sightseeing will bring me next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-2721363502191933131?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/2721363502191933131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/gaslamp-quarter.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/2721363502191933131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/2721363502191933131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/gaslamp-quarter.html' title='Gaslamp Quarter'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MvPwN7uF14s/Tyec0VLX8-I/AAAAAAAACvs/cIPTfxShK-0/s72-c/Gaslamp%2Bdistrict.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-7911119990216211107</id><published>2012-02-06T06:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T06:00:08.584-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bachelor ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--N_i9zeNXcA/TyZHgV1DIlI/AAAAAAAACvU/Mg3b7bSK6o0/s1600/Bachelor%2BBear-BEn%2B2012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703324599052345938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--N_i9zeNXcA/TyZHgV1DIlI/AAAAAAAACvU/Mg3b7bSK6o0/s400/Bachelor%2BBear-BEn%2B2012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is another episode of The Bachelor . Every week, Ben has lots of girls wanting him to like them and give them a rose. That got me to thinking. Could I be the next bachelor? I already have lots of girls wanting me to like them. And instead of spending lots of time in pools and hot tubs, my girls could spend time in the ocean! And instead of giving them roses, I could give them my tennis balls. What do you think? (Of course this does assume that Lu never calls me.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-7911119990216211107?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/7911119990216211107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/bachelor.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/7911119990216211107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/7911119990216211107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/bachelor.html' title='The Bachelor ?'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--N_i9zeNXcA/TyZHgV1DIlI/AAAAAAAACvU/Mg3b7bSK6o0/s72-c/Bachelor%2BBear-BEn%2B2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-3475564989842747202</id><published>2012-02-05T02:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T02:00:07.900-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Superbowl XLVI</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704000550461722114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RlJl-WisEUo/TyiuR5DnTgI/AAAAAAAACwc/pjcT0Gvf92c/s400/Superbowl%2B2012%2BNBC%2BCommentators.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Superbowl Sunday. Its the New York Giants vs the New England Patriots. I am not partial to either team which got me to thinking. Maybe that qualifies me to be a guest commentator. Al &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Michaels&lt;/span&gt; and Cris &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Collinsworth&lt;/span&gt; are great announcers, but I bet I could bring in a whole new audience that may otherwise only watch the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PuppyBowl&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SuperSunday&lt;/span&gt;. Would you watch me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-3475564989842747202?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/3475564989842747202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/superbowl-xlvi.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/3475564989842747202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/3475564989842747202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/superbowl-xlvi.html' title='Superbowl XLVI'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RlJl-WisEUo/TyiuR5DnTgI/AAAAAAAACwc/pjcT0Gvf92c/s72-c/Superbowl%2B2012%2BNBC%2BCommentators.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-1222200020236481340</id><published>2012-02-03T05:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T18:34:20.334-06:00</updated><title type='text'>King Pin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PUt_cCBW5ng/Tyhq8LcPlvI/AAAAAAAACwE/eN0muXzfyHc/s1600/IMG_4471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703926510160680690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PUt_cCBW5ng/Tyhq8LcPlvI/AAAAAAAACwE/eN0muXzfyHc/s400/IMG_4471.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I got to go to the bowling alley. First, I freaked at all the crashing sounds. But then when I took my paws off my eyes, I saw balls rolling down lanes and hitting big bowling pins. Cool! It got me to thinking, how could I bowl? Well, my paw fingers could not fit into bowling ball holes. But I could nudge the ball with my nose real hard. I bet I could get lots of strikes. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe I could be the King Pin of the bowling alley! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BearHUGs&lt;/span&gt; to Mira Mesa Bowling alley for letting me visit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/4917728734653200258-1222200020236481340?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/1222200020236481340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/king-pin.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1222200020236481340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1222200020236481340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/king-pin.html' title='King Pin'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PUt_cCBW5ng/Tyhq8LcPlvI/AAAAAAAACwE/eN0muXzfyHc/s72-c/IMG_4471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-3498751190045058585</id><published>2012-02-01T03:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T03:00:10.761-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Groundhog Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SMTS3eVeSBY/TyiEGG-GAJI/AAAAAAAACwQ/G2DElo6BOcg/s1600/groundhog%2Bday%2B2-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703954168549867666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SMTS3eVeSBY/TyiEGG-GAJI/AAAAAAAACwQ/G2DElo6BOcg/s400/groundhog%2Bday%2B2-12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tomorrow is GroundHog Day. So everyone will be watching to see whether Punxsutawney Phil will see his shadow or not. That got me to thinking. If someone dropped a tennis ball down his hole would he would retrieve it when he came out ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-3498751190045058585?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/3498751190045058585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/groundhog-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/3498751190045058585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/3498751190045058585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/02/groundhog-day.html' title='Groundhog Day'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SMTS3eVeSBY/TyiEGG-GAJI/AAAAAAAACwQ/G2DElo6BOcg/s72-c/groundhog%2Bday%2B2-12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-5632158181461533819</id><published>2012-01-30T05:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T05:00:03.270-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain preparedness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_hfK7efbB7w/Tx-mVl-sTXI/AAAAAAAACuk/hPUMn-oY_HU/s1600/IMG_4424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701458543176863090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_hfK7efbB7w/Tx-mVl-sTXI/AAAAAAAACuk/hPUMn-oY_HU/s400/IMG_4424.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; rain that much here in San Diego. But when it does, we believe in being prepared. Rosy has a pretty pink raincoat with a hood. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; need to cover my body cause I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mind being wet. Except sometimes when it rains it is annoying to have the rain go in my eyes. So now I have an umbrella hat ! But Rosy and I refuse to wear galoshes cause we think we would look silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-5632158181461533819?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/5632158181461533819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/rain-preparedness.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/5632158181461533819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/5632158181461533819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/rain-preparedness.html' title='Rain preparedness'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_hfK7efbB7w/Tx-mVl-sTXI/AAAAAAAACuk/hPUMn-oY_HU/s72-c/IMG_4424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-4406487479041588189</id><published>2012-01-29T05:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T05:00:01.115-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Foxy Roxy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X2Izn-g8EII/TyTx0gWHx0I/AAAAAAAACvI/lHJo0dykMbQ/s1600/IMG_0442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702948912496101186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X2Izn-g8EII/TyTx0gWHx0I/AAAAAAAACvI/lHJo0dykMbQ/s400/IMG_0442.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702172507219992498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B5pCcgSkKVY/TyIvrxTYn7I/AAAAAAAACuw/HR2YOHmELFU/s400/IMG_0437%2Bcrop.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are all these babes at the beach and they all want to play with me. If they like fetching and swimming, then I will play with them. But I do make it clear that my heart belongs to &lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-love-lu.html"&gt;Lu&lt;/a&gt;. But if they don't like to swim and just like to run around, they are not at all my type. So I try to let them down easy. But this foxy Boxer Roxy just wouldn't give up and kept chasing me. Doesn't she know that it would be a lot more attractive if she played hard to get?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-4406487479041588189?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/4406487479041588189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/foxy-roxy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4406487479041588189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4406487479041588189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/foxy-roxy.html' title='Foxy Roxy'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X2Izn-g8EII/TyTx0gWHx0I/AAAAAAAACvI/lHJo0dykMbQ/s72-c/IMG_0442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-8768743471024785599</id><published>2012-01-27T05:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T08:26:54.175-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2sGOWel4fw/Tx9qStnLPaI/AAAAAAAACuM/Wc3em5gjwYg/s1600/IMG_4387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701392522988436898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2sGOWel4fw/Tx9qStnLPaI/AAAAAAAACuM/Wc3em5gjwYg/s400/IMG_4387.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear world,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone said to me that I am their hero. I thought that was SO nice. And then it got me to thinking. What if I was a Super Hero? What would my special power be? Well, everyone always says I make them smile. So I want to be the Super Hero in pursuit of creating smiles around the world. I wonder if my new cape has turbo power cause I have lots of faces to cover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-8768743471024785599?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/8768743471024785599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/super-bear.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/8768743471024785599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/8768743471024785599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/super-bear.html' title='Super Bear'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2sGOWel4fw/Tx9qStnLPaI/AAAAAAAACuM/Wc3em5gjwYg/s72-c/IMG_4387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-4778103534088032145</id><published>2012-01-26T11:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T11:06:46.419-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Birthday Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nq6J25Z_SBA/Tx-R9T1OV1I/AAAAAAAACuY/uoFAy2VYRg4/s1600/IMG_4438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701436135755896658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nq6J25Z_SBA/Tx-R9T1OV1I/AAAAAAAACuY/uoFAy2VYRg4/s400/IMG_4438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought a cake for my &lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-blog.html"&gt;blog's second birthday &lt;/a&gt;yesterday. As I was nudging the cake over to my blog for the first bite, Mom said to keep the cake away from the computer. Well, I didn't know how else to give my blog a piece, so Rosy, Bunnybell and I just dug in ourselves. YUM! No pizza since Mom and Dad took Sydne for sushi dinner. But Mom promised we can have a birthday pizza for my blog tonight. I wonder if she will let me give my blog a slice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;P.S. You can still comment on yesterday's &lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-blog.html"&gt;blog birthday post&lt;/a&gt;. For each comment will donate $1 to my fave charity (the rescue group where they found me!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-4778103534088032145?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/4778103534088032145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-birthday-cake.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4778103534088032145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4778103534088032145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-birthday-cake.html' title='Blog Birthday Cake'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nq6J25Z_SBA/Tx-R9T1OV1I/AAAAAAAACuY/uoFAy2VYRg4/s72-c/IMG_4438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-495361537672904104</id><published>2012-01-25T05:00:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T11:07:36.087-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EbIw9_g5lQk/Tx9Li57oe3I/AAAAAAAACuA/kS2zkHmMqcI/s1600/IMG_4416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701358716312910706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EbIw9_g5lQk/Tx9Li57oe3I/AAAAAAAACuA/kS2zkHmMqcI/s400/IMG_4416.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is my blog's second birthday! I cant believe my blog is already a toddler! I have written about 700 posts and my paws aren't even tired! Last year I commemorated my blog's birthday with a donation. I want to do that again this year. So for every comment I get on this post (1 per anipal please), I will donate $1.00 to &lt;a href="http://retrieversandfriends.com/"&gt;Retrievers and Friends of Southern California &lt;/a&gt;(that is where Mom and Dad found me.) The comment needs to say what your favorite post has been so far. (I know its hard, I don't even know what my fave is!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I think this calls for a pizza party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4917728734653200258-495361537672904104?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/495361537672904104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-blog.html#comment-form' title='66 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/495361537672904104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/495361537672904104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-blog.html' title='Happy Birthday Blog!'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EbIw9_g5lQk/Tx9Li57oe3I/AAAAAAAACuA/kS2zkHmMqcI/s72-c/IMG_4416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>66</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-727766978409335717</id><published>2012-01-24T06:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T12:22:21.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gold Miner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H_oR8pA0Vlg/Tx6M783JYhI/AAAAAAAACt0/yh44u8fD8zM/s1600/Goldminer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701149139875226130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H_oR8pA0Vlg/Tx6M783JYhI/AAAAAAAACt0/yh44u8fD8zM/s400/Goldminer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On this date in 1848, the California Gold Rush began when gold was found by James W. Marshall at Sutter's Mill in Coloma, California. That is way north of where I live. But it got me to thinking. What must it be like to be a forty-niner panning for gold?. (that is what the gold seekers were called, I wasn't talking about the football team.) Anyway, maybe I could take my food bowl by the river near where I live and see if any gold floats in it. That would make me a Gold(en) Miner! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-727766978409335717?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/727766978409335717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/gold-miner.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/727766978409335717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/727766978409335717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/gold-miner.html' title='Gold Miner'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H_oR8pA0Vlg/Tx6M783JYhI/AAAAAAAACt0/yh44u8fD8zM/s72-c/Goldminer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-5782457519376089720</id><published>2012-01-23T09:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T10:47:22.764-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Year of the Dragon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CYDezdLzyRs/Tx0c_gDroeI/AAAAAAAACto/iKNQuJEzdso/s1600/Baby%2BDragon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700744580583629282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CYDezdLzyRs/Tx0c_gDroeI/AAAAAAAACto/iKNQuJEzdso/s400/Baby%2BDragon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is the beginning of the Chinese Lunar New Year. It is the Year of the Dragon. I told Mom that I was a bit scared of Dragons. So she eased my fear by telling me a nice story of a baby dragon named Bear. The dragon was known for his passion, intuitiveness, and superior intellect. Then we googled and found so much to read about the Chinese New Year, also known as Spring Festival. The celebrations last 15 days! Gosh, it sounds like such a fun and delicious holiday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy New Year to all those that celebrate!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-5782457519376089720?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/5782457519376089720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/year-of-dragon.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/5782457519376089720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/5782457519376089720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/year-of-dragon.html' title='Year of the Dragon'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CYDezdLzyRs/Tx0c_gDroeI/AAAAAAAACto/iKNQuJEzdso/s72-c/Baby%2BDragon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-4758311743158102577</id><published>2012-01-22T05:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T05:00:00.129-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GuIJ_CnYTLY/TxuGWVeQ3ZI/AAAAAAAACtc/lVkaVn47eGc/s1600/IMG_4333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700297471646817682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GuIJ_CnYTLY/TxuGWVeQ3ZI/AAAAAAAACtc/lVkaVn47eGc/s400/IMG_4333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a big day in American Football. It is the Conference Championships. That means at least 7 straight hours of football on TV. So Mom knew that I may get bored after awhile, so she decided we could play our own football game. That is when I became a goal post! So now everyone gets to score on my head! Wanna play?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-4758311743158102577?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/4758311743158102577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/football-head.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4758311743158102577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4758311743158102577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/football-head.html' title='Football Head'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GuIJ_CnYTLY/TxuGWVeQ3ZI/AAAAAAAACtc/lVkaVn47eGc/s72-c/IMG_4333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-538484238534262012</id><published>2012-01-21T08:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T11:40:29.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Boot for Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KVBtz0QetsU/TxpfjabYmhI/AAAAAAAACtQ/ozuS93kPX3Y/s1600/IMG_4326%2Bcrop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 332px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699973340385024530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KVBtz0QetsU/TxpfjabYmhI/AAAAAAAACtQ/ozuS93kPX3Y/s400/IMG_4326%2Bcrop.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom went out the other day and came home with this weird looking shoe on one of her feet. I asked her where her other new shoe was. She explained that there is only one, and it is a medical boot. (I was relieved, cause it is really ugly.) Anyway, she has to wear it and stay off her feet! So now Dad has to be Mr. Mom and take care of everything including me and Rosy. To help Dad, I suggested ordering in food so no one has to cook. Maybe Dad will take my advice and order pizza tonight. Paws crossed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-538484238534262012?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/538484238534262012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/boot-for-mom.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/538484238534262012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/538484238534262012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/boot-for-mom.html' title='A Boot for Mom'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KVBtz0QetsU/TxpfjabYmhI/AAAAAAAACtQ/ozuS93kPX3Y/s72-c/IMG_4326%2Bcrop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-8298062540088412142</id><published>2012-01-20T05:00:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T12:49:57.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Cheese !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b11fYdTew5M/Txjoz-J8yVI/AAAAAAAACss/g-sbiXd4wHs/s1600/IMG_4301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699561307993065810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b11fYdTew5M/Txjoz-J8yVI/AAAAAAAACss/g-sbiXd4wHs/s400/IMG_4301.JPG" /&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/-Dur7saQNN-s/Txjopq7nV1I/AAAAAAAACsg/s8zkqzlWO4g/s1600/IMG_0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699561131033974610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dur7saQNN-s/Txjopq7nV1I/AAAAAAAACsg/s8zkqzlWO4g/s400/IMG_0461.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today is yet another food holiday... Cheese Lovers Day! I really would love to personally thank the people that come up with these days! Anyway, I really love cheese. Other than on pizza, my favorite is string cheese. It comes in these wrapped up sticks which Mom unwraps, and then tears the cheese into stringy strips. She dangles them and I usually can't wait until she throws it to me. They are just so yum. Hope you get to enjoy Cheese Lovers Day with your favorite cheese!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4917728734653200258-8298062540088412142?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/8298062540088412142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/say-cheese.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/8298062540088412142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/8298062540088412142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/say-cheese.html' title='Say Cheese !'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b11fYdTew5M/Txjoz-J8yVI/AAAAAAAACss/g-sbiXd4wHs/s72-c/IMG_4301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-3272928623974121211</id><published>2012-01-19T05:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T09:07:52.880-06:00</updated><title type='text'>National Popcorn Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VXZUM6kACvQ/TxfAYAoZRgI/AAAAAAAACsU/HaS1q6GpLTw/s1600/Popcorn%2BDay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699235372179473922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VXZUM6kACvQ/TxfAYAoZRgI/AAAAAAAACsU/HaS1q6GpLTw/s400/Popcorn%2BDay.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is National Popcorn day. I learned that Americans eat over 4 billion gallons of popcorn a year. (I really would like to know how that fact is obtained.) Anyway, I usually get popcorn from Dad when he plays popcorn catch with me. But since today is Popcorn day, Mom gave Rosy and I each our own bowl of popcorn! We ate it plain to make sure it was a healthy treat and it was total YUM! (But I think my bowl should have been even bigger to truly correlate with my size vs Rosy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Popcorn Day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-3272928623974121211?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/3272928623974121211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/national-popcorn-day.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/3272928623974121211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/3272928623974121211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/national-popcorn-day.html' title='National Popcorn Day'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VXZUM6kACvQ/TxfAYAoZRgI/AAAAAAAACsU/HaS1q6GpLTw/s72-c/Popcorn%2BDay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-3869860651372843544</id><published>2012-01-18T05:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T05:00:00.261-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Frisbee Dreaming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-74ZT9p1M-y8/TxZSay5u4HI/AAAAAAAACr8/M9yE_gAnviw/s1600/Frisbee%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698832998777938034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-74ZT9p1M-y8/TxZSay5u4HI/AAAAAAAACr8/M9yE_gAnviw/s400/Frisbee%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day at the beach I watched this dog play Frisbee. His dad threw the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Frisbee&lt;/span&gt; and it soared across the sand. The dog leaped high into the air and caught it each time. So I asked my Mom if she would play &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Frisbee with me&lt;/span&gt;. She told me she can't throw a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Frisbee&lt;/span&gt; so I need to play with someone else. I said never mind cause I just want to play with Mom. So I will just keep dreaming about the awesome Frisbee dog and remain an awesome ball dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-3869860651372843544?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/3869860651372843544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/dear-world-other-day-at-beach-i-watched.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/3869860651372843544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/3869860651372843544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/dear-world-other-day-at-beach-i-watched.html' title='Frisbee Dreaming'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-74ZT9p1M-y8/TxZSay5u4HI/AAAAAAAACr8/M9yE_gAnviw/s72-c/Frisbee%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-1750319493040748623</id><published>2012-01-17T05:00:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T05:00:08.934-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Benjamin Franklin Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697730955438482034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEft8T2FKRw/TxJoHbioYnI/AAAAAAAACrA/FC8xO58gozU/s400/Bear%2BFranklin%2B2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Benjamin Franklin's Birthday. He was a super impressive guy. Not only was he one of the Founding Father's of the United States but he was an author, printer, political theorist, politician, postmaster, scientist, musician, inventor, satirist, civic activist, statesman and diplomat! I am so inspired by him. And to think I am just an author (blogger). Maybe as I get older I should try to expand my accomplishments.&lt;br /&gt;Well, then I better go to bed early. After all, early to bed, early to rise, makes a dog healthy, wealthy and wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-1750319493040748623?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/1750319493040748623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/benjamin-franklin-birthday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1750319493040748623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1750319493040748623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/benjamin-franklin-birthday.html' title='Benjamin Franklin Birthday'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEft8T2FKRw/TxJoHbioYnI/AAAAAAAACrA/FC8xO58gozU/s72-c/Bear%2BFranklin%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-318439345018992127</id><published>2012-01-16T05:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T05:00:06.165-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Penny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vnCjJRjY1lk/TxO7o3bHfpI/AAAAAAAACrw/lgEuFxILF3o/s1600/Penny%2B1-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698104264300658322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vnCjJRjY1lk/TxO7o3bHfpI/AAAAAAAACrw/lgEuFxILF3o/s400/Penny%2B1-12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day at the beach, I met his beautiful young Golden Retriever named Penny. She was totally obsessed with me! I didn't mind cause she liked to swim and play in the water. I tried to not have too much fun with her though because my heart still remains true to &lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-love-lu.html"&gt;Lu&lt;/a&gt;. (But Lu still hasn't called :( )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-318439345018992127?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/318439345018992127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/penny.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/318439345018992127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/318439345018992127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/penny.html' title='Penny'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vnCjJRjY1lk/TxO7o3bHfpI/AAAAAAAACrw/lgEuFxILF3o/s72-c/Penny%2B1-12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-5388951536613309572</id><published>2012-01-15T15:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T18:45:07.061-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ricky Bearvais</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697749823238205570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VyNkKG_5LWs/TxJ5RrkocII/AAAAAAAACrk/DaC2UjKE33U/s400/Ricky%2BBearvais.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight is the Golden Globes Awards show. It is always fun to see the fashion and see who wins the awards. However, everyone will be on the edge of their seat wondering what Ricky &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gervais&lt;/span&gt;, the host may say. He can be very naughty sometimes. So I thought I would offer myself up as an understudy just in case he gets too naughty and they need a good boy as a quick replacement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-5388951536613309572?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/5388951536613309572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/ricky-bearvais.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/5388951536613309572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/5388951536613309572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/ricky-bearvais.html' title='Ricky Bearvais'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VyNkKG_5LWs/TxJ5RrkocII/AAAAAAAACrk/DaC2UjKE33U/s72-c/Ricky%2BBearvais.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-1246108066075780887</id><published>2012-01-14T05:00:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T05:00:01.962-06:00</updated><title type='text'>National Dress up your Pet Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ll0rdyf1tfM/Tw--xyOdIfI/AAAAAAAACq0/s5o4CJiHzMw/s1600/dress%2Byour%2Bpet%2Bday%2B1-14-12%2BRev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696981816152236530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ll0rdyf1tfM/Tw--xyOdIfI/AAAAAAAACq0/s5o4CJiHzMw/s400/dress%2Byour%2Bpet%2Bday%2B1-14-12%2BRev.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Dear world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Today is Dress Up Your Pet Day. Well I dress up very often. So depending on what I want to do today, I will decide what to wear. Should I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/10/bikerbear.html"&gt;Go on a bike ride&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/04/final-four.html"&gt;Shoot some hoops&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/02/hawaian-massage.html"&gt;Make a spa appointment&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-at-spa.html"&gt;Travel to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Margaritaville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2010/09/dr-mccuddly.html"&gt;Volunteer at the Veterinary hospital&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-bastille-day.html"&gt;Go on a romantic date&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2010/12/where-are-my-pajamas.html"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ake&lt;/span&gt; a nap&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2010/08/hollywood-bear.html"&gt;Go to a Hollywood party&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What do you think I should dress up to do today?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-1246108066075780887?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/1246108066075780887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/national-dress-up-your-pet-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1246108066075780887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1246108066075780887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/national-dress-up-your-pet-day.html' title='National Dress up your Pet Day'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ll0rdyf1tfM/Tw--xyOdIfI/AAAAAAAACq0/s5o4CJiHzMw/s72-c/dress%2Byour%2Bpet%2Bday%2B1-14-12%2BRev.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-722271506806415584</id><published>2012-01-13T05:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T05:00:11.657-06:00</updated><title type='text'>RubBear Duckie</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695910901765447874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wA2ijh2iwJY/TwvwyXQBIMI/AAAAAAAACqc/oPmgJR9sFzk/s400/Rubbear%2BDuckie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear world,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend Winslow told me that today is Rubber Duckie Day. That got me to thinking. What would it be like to be a Rubber Duck? Well, it would be fun to get to swim all day, that is for sure. And since I would have no ears, no worry about getting those nasty ear infections. Only problem is I dont think I would like being squeezed all the time . I wonder if the squeeze would make me bark or squeak. Hmmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-722271506806415584?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/722271506806415584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/rubbear-duckie.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/722271506806415584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/722271506806415584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/rubbear-duckie.html' title='RubBear Duckie'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wA2ijh2iwJY/TwvwyXQBIMI/AAAAAAAACqc/oPmgJR9sFzk/s72-c/Rubbear%2BDuckie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-3878560066679511480</id><published>2012-01-12T05:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T10:23:20.625-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Car shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BcCiummqIs8/Twv3uE9Y0BI/AAAAAAAACqo/ert-SZoN81k/s1600/IMG_4091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695918524717387794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BcCiummqIs8/Twv3uE9Y0BI/AAAAAAAACqo/ert-SZoN81k/s400/IMG_4091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day Mom took Rosy to the mall. I thought they went to get Mom eyeglasses. But when they came back Rosy showed me pictures of cars she was looking at. I was a bit upset. Mom never took me to look at cars. I told Rosy that I should get a car &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; since I have dog seniority in the house. But Rosy said since she is older, she can get her license first, so she could have a car before me. Bummer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-3878560066679511480?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/3878560066679511480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/car-shopping.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/3878560066679511480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/3878560066679511480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/car-shopping.html' title='Car shopping'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BcCiummqIs8/Twv3uE9Y0BI/AAAAAAAACqo/ert-SZoN81k/s72-c/IMG_4091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-7828568025053719571</id><published>2012-01-11T05:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T10:01:36.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Giftgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Re4vQEjuh1g/Twkf0zNBMhI/AAAAAAAACqQ/rz0fi3HN3G8/s1600/IMG_4136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695118195745174034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Re4vQEjuh1g/Twkf0zNBMhI/AAAAAAAACqQ/rz0fi3HN3G8/s400/IMG_4136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom sent a gift of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pupcakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from me and Rosy to our friend in Florida. A few days later a box of treats arrived from the company thanking us for sending a gift! So I suggested to Mom that we should send more gifts so that I get can get gifts too. She told me to remember that when I give a gift it is to make someone else happy, not me. And there it was, yet another life lesson for Bear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PS. Thanks so much &lt;a href="http://www.ourgooddogspot.com/default.asp"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OurGoodDogSpot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.com &lt;/a&gt;for making my friend Harley happy. (And thanks for making me happy too! Love those Coconut Chips! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BearHUG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/4917728734653200258-7828568025053719571?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/7828568025053719571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/giftgiving.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/7828568025053719571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/7828568025053719571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/giftgiving.html' title='Giftgiving'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Re4vQEjuh1g/Twkf0zNBMhI/AAAAAAAACqQ/rz0fi3HN3G8/s72-c/IMG_4136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-4447152748281401706</id><published>2012-01-10T05:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T10:54:14.674-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Direction decision</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1H-wKYFGc9g/TvgiC1Cal5I/AAAAAAAACms/hMW595162yM/s1600/IMG_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690335561174914962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1H-wKYFGc9g/TvgiC1Cal5I/AAAAAAAACms/hMW595162yM/s400/IMG_0133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really interesting taking a walk with three other dogs. What do we do if we all want to go in different directions? Well, Rosy said the smallest dog should decide. Bunny said the hungriest one should. &lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/buddy.html"&gt;Buddy &lt;/a&gt;said the biggest decides. Sydne said the human decides. But I said the one posting it on the blog should decide. So we got to go my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-4447152748281401706?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/4447152748281401706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/direction-decision.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4447152748281401706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4447152748281401706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/direction-decision.html' title='Direction decision'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1H-wKYFGc9g/TvgiC1Cal5I/AAAAAAAACms/hMW595162yM/s72-c/IMG_0133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-772048763026771668</id><published>2012-01-09T05:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T05:00:14.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubble Bath Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zAm_aDtNl_o/TwKqg1DbaBI/AAAAAAAACoY/IvUqEzrQyVo/s1600/Bubble%2BBath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693300359923722258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zAm_aDtNl_o/TwKqg1DbaBI/AAAAAAAACoY/IvUqEzrQyVo/s400/Bubble%2BBath.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I heard that yesterday was Bubble Bath Day. That got me to thinking. What must it be like to have a bubble bath? I always get bathed outside with a hose. A few times I went to the groomers and had a bath, but I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;recall&lt;/span&gt; any bubbles. I think Mom would let me take a bubble bath. But do you think she would light some candles and put on some soft music for me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-772048763026771668?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/772048763026771668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/bubble-bath-day.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/772048763026771668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/772048763026771668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/bubble-bath-day.html' title='Bubble Bath Day'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zAm_aDtNl_o/TwKqg1DbaBI/AAAAAAAACoY/IvUqEzrQyVo/s72-c/Bubble%2BBath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-2391368055557274406</id><published>2012-01-08T05:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T05:00:09.361-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hometown Team ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjgSB8jccaw/TwkWd3dnv8I/AAAAAAAACqE/ttpvrUdY544/s1600/Grizzlies%2Bvs%2BLakers%2Bgirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695107906146910146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjgSB8jccaw/TwkWd3dnv8I/AAAAAAAACqE/ttpvrUdY544/s400/Grizzlies%2Bvs%2BLakers%2Bgirls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rfVUSkIgjQk/TwkUeXg2noI/AAAAAAAACp4/v8cE3hijDSI/s1600/Grizzlies%2Bvs%2BLakers%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695105715727146626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rfVUSkIgjQk/TwkUeXg2noI/AAAAAAAACp4/v8cE3hijDSI/s400/Grizzlies%2Bvs%2BLakers%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Memphis Grizzlies play the Los Angeles Lakers tonight. So Rosy and Bunnybell got dressed to cheer for their hometown teams. Bunnybell put on her Kobe Bryant Lakers jersey. Rosy dressed in her Grizzlies t-shirt. She says even though she moved from Memphis, she will always be a Grizzly girl. But I am in a dilemna. Bunnybell says I should be a Lakers fan now since I live in Southern California. But Rosy says I should be a Grizzlies fan and be true to my brother Bears. What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-2391368055557274406?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/2391368055557274406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/hometown-team.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/2391368055557274406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/2391368055557274406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/hometown-team.html' title='Hometown Team ?'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjgSB8jccaw/TwkWd3dnv8I/AAAAAAAACqE/ttpvrUdY544/s72-c/Grizzlies%2Bvs%2BLakers%2Bgirls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-8334930997117680300</id><published>2012-01-07T05:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T13:10:57.330-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Over Thinkers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mo1XdMFgacI/TwfF3eEglPI/AAAAAAAACpg/xu4fOLq0UI0/s1600/Over%2BThiinking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694737810588734706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mo1XdMFgacI/TwfF3eEglPI/AAAAAAAACpg/xu4fOLq0UI0/s400/Over%2BThiinking.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day when Mom and Dad went out, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bunnybell&lt;/span&gt; pointed out that they left the lid off my &lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/10/thinkers.html"&gt;Thinkers &lt;/a&gt;on the counter. She asked if I could reach it. I stared at the 24 ounce container, full of my favorite treats. I tried closing my eyes and chanted "I am a good boy, I am a good boy" , but the aroma of the Thinkers and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BunnyBell's&lt;/span&gt; barking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;interrupted&lt;/span&gt; my attempted meditation. So I knocked them off the counter, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bunnybell&lt;/span&gt; ate one and I ate the rest (Rosy was sleeping).&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think I will do that again, I now know the definition of nauseous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-8334930997117680300?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/8334930997117680300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/over-thinkers.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/8334930997117680300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/8334930997117680300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/over-thinkers.html' title='Over Thinkers'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mo1XdMFgacI/TwfF3eEglPI/AAAAAAAACpg/xu4fOLq0UI0/s72-c/Over%2BThiinking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-4035884446145106410</id><published>2012-01-06T05:00:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T11:15:06.961-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bearlock Holmes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BrJt6Gvb5lE/TwU60I_jRcI/AAAAAAAACpU/K7IYMvpWhBs/s1600/IMG_4047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694021971321505218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BrJt6Gvb5lE/TwU60I_jRcI/AAAAAAAACpU/K7IYMvpWhBs/s400/IMG_4047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Today is Sherlock Holmes birthday. That got me to thinking. What would it be like to be a famous London detective? I would be able to solve very challenging cases through brilliant dogduction. And of course I would bark in an English accent saying somthing like "Elementary my dear Woofson".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday Mr. Holmes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4917728734653200258-4035884446145106410?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/4035884446145106410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/bearlock-holmes.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4035884446145106410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4035884446145106410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/bearlock-holmes.html' title='Bearlock Holmes'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BrJt6Gvb5lE/TwU60I_jRcI/AAAAAAAACpU/K7IYMvpWhBs/s72-c/IMG_4047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-6982133050592563265</id><published>2012-01-05T05:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T05:00:00.999-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L-koKJ9bG1s/TwT_2cTQnJI/AAAAAAAACpI/TRZjL6on190/s1600/Bear%252C%2BRosy%252C%2BBunny%2Bbeach%2Brun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693957139678141586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L-koKJ9bG1s/TwT_2cTQnJI/AAAAAAAACpI/TRZjL6on190/s400/Bear%252C%2BRosy%252C%2BBunny%2Bbeach%2Brun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today is Mom's birthday. I tried really hard to come up with the best thing to do to celebrate the day. So I decided we should do her favorite thing. -- taking me, Rosy and Bunnybell to the beach and watching us play. Don't you think that sounds like just the most perfect birthday day?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-6982133050592563265?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/6982133050592563265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/perfect-birthday.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/6982133050592563265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/6982133050592563265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/perfect-birthday.html' title='The Perfect Birthday'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L-koKJ9bG1s/TwT_2cTQnJI/AAAAAAAACpI/TRZjL6on190/s72-c/Bear%252C%2BRosy%252C%2BBunny%2Bbeach%2Brun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-6904323996002124854</id><published>2012-01-04T05:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T05:00:00.792-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spa flight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-636mLb9ESZg/TwPXUu4KgSI/AAAAAAAACo8/v34ZrLekfPk/s1600/Aussie%2BPet%2B1-12.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693631105107394850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-636mLb9ESZg/TwPXUu4KgSI/AAAAAAAACo8/v34ZrLekfPk/s400/Aussie%2BPet%2B1-12.2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rosy was looking like a shaggy dog, so Mom called Aussie Pet Mobile. Up drove the spa and in went Rosy. Rosy is not allowed to have anything around her neck, so it is quite the challenge to put clippers near her face without her biting them. But Laura the spa therapist figured it out. She suspended her in this hammock like thing and Rosy got to fly ! Incredibly cool! Now Rosy is thinking of becoming a flight attendant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4917728734653200258-6904323996002124854?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/6904323996002124854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/spa-flight.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/6904323996002124854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/6904323996002124854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/spa-flight.html' title='Spa flight'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-636mLb9ESZg/TwPXUu4KgSI/AAAAAAAACo8/v34ZrLekfPk/s72-c/Aussie%2BPet%2B1-12.2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-6618048844649252838</id><published>2012-01-03T05:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T05:00:12.852-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Lu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zMSieaPZVZU/TwJmUYd29jI/AAAAAAAACoM/XGd1w4aGXbA/s1600/BEar%2Band%2BLU%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693225379300832818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zMSieaPZVZU/TwJmUYd29jI/AAAAAAAACoM/XGd1w4aGXbA/s400/BEar%2Band%2BLU%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-il2Ul57RZac/TwJjo9qI6DI/AAAAAAAACoA/EKd62Mng5eg/s1600/IMG_3947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693222434346952754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-il2Ul57RZac/TwJjo9qI6DI/AAAAAAAACoA/EKd62Mng5eg/s400/IMG_3947.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the beach yesterday and fell in love with Lu. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; take my eyes off off her and I just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to leave her alone. Mom and Dad made me take a time out because they said I needed to take a break and give Lu a break too. But then I ran back in the water to be with Lu. But she loved me too, so we just played and played. She &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; live close, but she said she will come back to the beach. I gave her my number. I await her call. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4917728734653200258-6618048844649252838?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/6618048844649252838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-love-lu.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/6618048844649252838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/6618048844649252838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-love-lu.html' title='I love Lu'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zMSieaPZVZU/TwJmUYd29jI/AAAAAAAACoM/XGd1w4aGXbA/s72-c/BEar%2Band%2BLU%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-2601309167699212681</id><published>2012-01-02T05:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T05:00:09.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GmJ6wP6DNwk/Tv-uxvn1KMI/AAAAAAAACn0/pkIJ-OZ4PH8/s1600/IMG_3933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692460623639947458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GmJ6wP6DNwk/Tv-uxvn1KMI/AAAAAAAACn0/pkIJ-OZ4PH8/s400/IMG_3933.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my New Year's wishes was to have more pizza's arrive. This is not exactly what I meant. I did not want to be the pizza delivery. Mom always said that with all my talk about pizza, one day I will turn into one. Anyone want a slice? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-2601309167699212681?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/2601309167699212681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/pizza-bear.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/2601309167699212681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/2601309167699212681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/pizza-bear.html' title='Pizza Bear'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GmJ6wP6DNwk/Tv-uxvn1KMI/AAAAAAAACn0/pkIJ-OZ4PH8/s72-c/IMG_3933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-3903290295091522656</id><published>2012-01-01T05:00:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T10:59:09.038-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tOCAoD-VBi0/Tv5by3ikwzI/AAAAAAAACno/-fnT3_-1eEs/s1600/IMG_3897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692087908503438130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tOCAoD-VBi0/Tv5by3ikwzI/AAAAAAAACno/-fnT3_-1eEs/s400/IMG_3897.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first day of the new year, 2012. It is the day to make New Years resolutions. Rosy said she will try not to show her teeth unless she is smiling. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bunnybell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; said she will not ask me anymore to steal the bread off the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;counter&lt;/span&gt;. I had a hard time coming up with my resolution because I try to be such a good boy all the time. Some say I am too nerdy. So I told Mom maybe my New Year's resolution should be to be more hip and edgy. And there was the first eye roll of the New Year! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's your New Year's resolution?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-3903290295091522656?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/3903290295091522656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/3903290295091522656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/3903290295091522656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tOCAoD-VBi0/Tv5by3ikwzI/AAAAAAAACno/-fnT3_-1eEs/s72-c/IMG_3897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-1598802210619310297</id><published>2011-12-31T05:00:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T05:00:04.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2011 !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iqB6Gmwihhk/Tv1XhBbxl-I/AAAAAAAACnc/6aIh3ebfrhM/s1600/IMG_3791.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691801728898406370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iqB6Gmwihhk/Tv1XhBbxl-I/AAAAAAAACnc/6aIh3ebfrhM/s400/IMG_3791.2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to say goodbye to 2011. For me, this year was very good and very bad. On the bad side, I lost my bro Fuzz who I miss very much. On the good side, I got to move back to the home I love and have my beach again. So now I am spending the last evening of 2011 with my sis Rosy and my niece &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BunnyBell&lt;/span&gt;. They planned a nice New Year Eve's party with very pretty decorations. I am just hoping that they remembered to order the pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-1598802210619310297?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/1598802210619310297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/goodbye-2011.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1598802210619310297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1598802210619310297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/goodbye-2011.html' title='Goodbye 2011 !'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iqB6Gmwihhk/Tv1XhBbxl-I/AAAAAAAACnc/6aIh3ebfrhM/s72-c/IMG_3791.2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-4526848524223662474</id><published>2011-12-30T05:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T10:09:21.911-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wombat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PvJ0OPRlgiA/TvlsCfWhPEI/AAAAAAAACnE/4eNC_Tcp0YM/s1600/IMG_3741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690698394190822466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PvJ0OPRlgiA/TvlsCfWhPEI/AAAAAAAACnE/4eNC_Tcp0YM/s400/IMG_3741.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; get a pet chinchilla. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;But Mom&lt;/span&gt; and Dad adopted a wombat for me from the &lt;a href="http://www.worldwildlife.org/gift-center/gifts/Species-Adoptions.aspx"&gt;World Wildlife Fund&lt;/a&gt;. I never heard of a wombat. No wonder, cause they live in southeastern Australia . They are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;vegetarians&lt;/span&gt; that sleep all day and stay out late at night before going home to their burrow. And their poop is square! The girls have pouches on their backs to carry their baby. I will carry my wombat in my mouth, hope it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; mind. (I like my wombat, but &lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/pet-chinchilla.html"&gt;still dream of having a chinchilla&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-4526848524223662474?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/4526848524223662474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-wombat.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4526848524223662474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4526848524223662474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-wombat.html' title='My Wombat'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PvJ0OPRlgiA/TvlsCfWhPEI/AAAAAAAACnE/4eNC_Tcp0YM/s72-c/IMG_3741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-3976453458722653469</id><published>2011-12-29T05:00:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T05:00:03.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Masterpieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UKwkNzDd6pg/Tvv2P-OtLpI/AAAAAAAACnQ/HUEUEM3iazU/s1600/IMG_0255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691413308375903890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UKwkNzDd6pg/Tvv2P-OtLpI/AAAAAAAACnQ/HUEUEM3iazU/s400/IMG_0255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom believes in introducing children to art. So Mom got each of us a famous painting. Rosy got a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pupcasso&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BunnyBell&lt;/span&gt; got an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arfy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Woofhall&lt;/span&gt; and I got a Vincent Van Dog. These masterpieces are very inspirational. Maybe I can be an artist... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rembearant&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-3976453458722653469?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/3976453458722653469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/masterpieces.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/3976453458722653469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/3976453458722653469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/masterpieces.html' title='Masterpieces'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UKwkNzDd6pg/Tvv2P-OtLpI/AAAAAAAACnQ/HUEUEM3iazU/s72-c/IMG_0255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-322670089281741476</id><published>2011-12-28T05:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T05:00:00.728-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Package from Chicago</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pWwCQH7wC8E/TvV0wjB6D_I/AAAAAAAACl8/9Rp6mrf34z8/s1600/chicago%2Bpackage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689582081638273010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pWwCQH7wC8E/TvV0wjB6D_I/AAAAAAAACl8/9Rp6mrf34z8/s400/chicago%2Bpackage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christmas, my family in Chicago sent us a big box of food stuff from their town. Dad was SUPER excited about the Italian Beef sandwich kit. But I had my eye and paw on the two deep dish pizza pies. Mom and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sydne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; made one of the pies. They let me have a VERY small slice. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OMD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! So yum. SO much cheese! I never had a pizza like that before. I can't wait till Mom makes the next one. But I really do hope she is a bit more generous with my slice. After all, it was a present for the whole family, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-322670089281741476?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/322670089281741476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/package-from-chicago.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/322670089281741476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/322670089281741476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/package-from-chicago.html' title='Package from Chicago'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pWwCQH7wC8E/TvV0wjB6D_I/AAAAAAAACl8/9Rp6mrf34z8/s72-c/chicago%2Bpackage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-7346226103183556565</id><published>2011-12-27T05:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T05:00:08.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Man dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690333346465099298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FHTq5JDXSfs/TvggB6mcriI/AAAAAAAACmg/N1_7cHxG2Ws/s400/BEach%2Bwalk%2Bwith%2BBear%2B%2526%2BBuddy%252C%252C%252C%252C.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, my neighbor Buddy joined us on our beachwalk. It is usually me and only girls (Rosy , Mom and sometimes Bunnybell and Sydne, my human sis.) So I like having another man dog on my walk. Then I dont have to talk about shopping, I can talk about playing ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-7346226103183556565?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/7346226103183556565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/man-dogs.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/7346226103183556565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/7346226103183556565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/man-dogs.html' title='Man dogs'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FHTq5JDXSfs/TvggB6mcriI/AAAAAAAACmg/N1_7cHxG2Ws/s72-c/BEach%2Bwalk%2Bwith%2BBear%2B%2526%2BBuddy%252C%252C%252C%252C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-6342359073123563404</id><published>2011-12-26T05:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T05:00:04.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pajama Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DYqUK0ZgP5Y/TvfsBZ_bNXI/AAAAAAAACmI/S1O6loMVV9I/s1600/IMG_3725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690276163106846066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DYqUK0ZgP5Y/TvfsBZ_bNXI/AAAAAAAACmI/S1O6loMVV9I/s400/IMG_3725.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been unusually cold in San Diego this past month, especially at night and in the early morning. So that got me to thinking that maybe Rosy and I need pajamas. And since &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bunnybell&lt;/span&gt; was coming to visit, maybe she needs pajamas too. And then I realized what a perfect gift that would be for Christmas. Now we can have a pajama party! (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; you have pizza at pajama parties?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-6342359073123563404?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/6342359073123563404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/pajama-party.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/6342359073123563404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/6342359073123563404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/pajama-party.html' title='Pajama Party'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DYqUK0ZgP5Y/TvfsBZ_bNXI/AAAAAAAACmI/S1O6loMVV9I/s72-c/IMG_3725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-1713375234616120393</id><published>2011-12-25T03:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T03:00:03.312-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jzLKDcWHmzY/Tu1IaIxTnxI/AAAAAAAACkY/RhRIIZWmt08/s1600/Xmas%2Bbeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687281518306893586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jzLKDcWHmzY/Tu1IaIxTnxI/AAAAAAAACkY/RhRIIZWmt08/s400/Xmas%2Bbeach.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Christmas. Christmas came early for me this year when I got my wish to live in San Diego again, I hope everyone gets what they wish for, especially those dogs and kitties that are wishing for a forever home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To all our friends around the world, warm wishes for a very Merry Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;L&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;v&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;w&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;y&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and Rosy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-1713375234616120393?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/1713375234616120393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1713375234616120393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1713375234616120393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jzLKDcWHmzY/Tu1IaIxTnxI/AAAAAAAACkY/RhRIIZWmt08/s72-c/Xmas%2Bbeach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-3789155919361995914</id><published>2011-12-24T05:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T05:00:12.487-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Carolers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gtUnUXFoV1s/TtCYsrnfUsI/AAAAAAAACdQ/0sN0V-clZZk/s1600/IMG_3296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679207023504216770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gtUnUXFoV1s/TtCYsrnfUsI/AAAAAAAACdQ/0sN0V-clZZk/s400/IMG_3296.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it is almost Christmas, Rosy and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bunnybell&lt;/span&gt; thought it would be nice to be carolers. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BunnyBell&lt;/span&gt; suggested they sing holiday songs about food and maybe they would get some. So &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BunnyBell&lt;/span&gt; started singing "Chestnuts roasting on an open fire... " Rosy said, but I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; like chestnuts. So then Bunny skipped a few verses of We wish you a Merry Christmas and sang " Please bring me some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;figgy&lt;/span&gt; pudding and bring it right now... Rosy said, but I dont like figs! So then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bunnybell&lt;/span&gt; sang"Its a Marshmallow World in the winter, when the snow comes to cover the ground, its the time for play, its a whipped cream day..." Rosy said, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;. I like to play and I like whipped cream. And so they sang Marshmallow World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-3789155919361995914?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/3789155919361995914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/carolers.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/3789155919361995914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/3789155919361995914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/carolers.html' title='The Carolers'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gtUnUXFoV1s/TtCYsrnfUsI/AAAAAAAACdQ/0sN0V-clZZk/s72-c/IMG_3296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-2191384456977765144</id><published>2011-12-23T18:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T18:00:02.979-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Naughty Bunnybell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hgA23LvqIt0/TvP4WwMD4pI/AAAAAAAAClk/Xvj2s1Dv1Ao/s1600/IMG_3706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689163824075367058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hgA23LvqIt0/TvP4WwMD4pI/AAAAAAAAClk/Xvj2s1Dv1Ao/s400/IMG_3706.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zgJ7kDn-mag/TvP4SI5BAHI/AAAAAAAAClY/arKbPtKL2go/s1600/IMG_3705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689163744807026802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zgJ7kDn-mag/TvP4SI5BAHI/AAAAAAAAClY/arKbPtKL2go/s400/IMG_3705.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While Mom and Dad were out of the house earlier, I decided to take a nap. When I woke up I saw a ripped bag on the floor under the Christmas tree. Uh Oh. I looked at the card and saw that it was one of my Christmas presents from Santa! Then I heard a munching sound. There was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bunnybell&lt;/span&gt; eating my favorite treats! Guess who's going to be on Santa's naughty list, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bunnybell&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4917728734653200258-2191384456977765144?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/2191384456977765144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/naughty-bunnybell.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/2191384456977765144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/2191384456977765144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/naughty-bunnybell.html' title='Naughty Bunnybell'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hgA23LvqIt0/TvP4WwMD4pI/AAAAAAAAClk/Xvj2s1Dv1Ao/s72-c/IMG_3706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-5500780289096109347</id><published>2011-12-22T20:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T00:25:49.241-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit with Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n5p-_Ue6cY0/TuwnFw8icsI/AAAAAAAACkM/4KDna_6f0Mo/s1600/Santa%2Bwith%2BBear%2B%2526%2BRosy%2B20110001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686963409453740738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n5p-_Ue6cY0/TuwnFw8icsI/AAAAAAAACkM/4KDna_6f0Mo/s400/Santa%2Bwith%2BBear%2B%2526%2BRosy%2B20110001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day, Mom and Dad took us to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PetSmart&lt;/span&gt;. To our surprise, we got to see Santa! Rosy settled in comfortably onto Santa's big lap. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know why Santa &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; allow me on his lap, he did last year. I guess people change. Anyway, Rosy asked Santa for (another) new bag. I told Santa I wanted to adopt my own animal and looked longingly in the direction of the &lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/pet-chinchilla.html"&gt;chinchilla&lt;/a&gt; cage. As I turned around, I saw Mom's and Dad's eyes roll in unison.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-5500780289096109347?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/5500780289096109347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/visit-with-santa.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/5500780289096109347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/5500780289096109347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/visit-with-santa.html' title='Visit with Santa'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n5p-_Ue6cY0/TuwnFw8icsI/AAAAAAAACkM/4KDna_6f0Mo/s72-c/Santa%2Bwith%2BBear%2B%2526%2BRosy%2B20110001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-7544093749148116299</id><published>2011-12-22T05:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T05:00:13.489-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Elves again</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686947318259727730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UEYGRGc2RTk/TuwYdIk7PXI/AAAAAAAACjc/bSQsff_YczQ/s400/P1030782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0UgRiciWDho/TvGQqjKS4SI/AAAAAAAACk8/2RXA4TolYys/s1600/Elves%2BII%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688486865012973858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0UgRiciWDho/TvGQqjKS4SI/AAAAAAAACk8/2RXA4TolYys/s400/Elves%2BII%2B2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Again, Rosy and I have become elves. This time our hats come with ears. I am not sure why we need another set of ears, especially such large ones. Maybe they are supposed to enable us to hear Santa summoning us to the North Pole to help make toys. Beam me up Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;North Pole photo from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imaginaryworld.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;www.imaginaryworld.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-7544093749148116299?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/7544093749148116299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/elves-again.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/7544093749148116299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/7544093749148116299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/elves-again.html' title='Elves again'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UEYGRGc2RTk/TuwYdIk7PXI/AAAAAAAACjc/bSQsff_YczQ/s72-c/P1030782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-8084220955615422722</id><published>2011-12-21T05:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T05:00:02.059-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowman Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A7svdqk-p6w/TuwaKtVyVJI/AAAAAAAACjo/zxmVg942yDY/s1600/P1030797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686949200734082194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A7svdqk-p6w/TuwaKtVyVJI/AAAAAAAACjo/zxmVg942yDY/s400/P1030797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the snow around the country reminds me of how I used to love to play in the snow when I lived in Memphis. So when I told Mom that I missed the snow, I thought it was a hint to take us on a trip to the Southern &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;California&lt;/span&gt; mountains. I should have known better. So now I have become, Snowman Bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-8084220955615422722?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/8084220955615422722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/snowman-bear.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/8084220955615422722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/8084220955615422722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/snowman-bear.html' title='Snowman Bear'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A7svdqk-p6w/TuwaKtVyVJI/AAAAAAAACjo/zxmVg942yDY/s72-c/P1030797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-367797573075139259</id><published>2011-12-20T05:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T05:00:07.715-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chanukah !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5dfbyDDXX_Y/Tu_ob-2GU-I/AAAAAAAACkw/23u1cVTm8sQ/s1600/Hanukkah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688020421816243170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5dfbyDDXX_Y/Tu_ob-2GU-I/AAAAAAAACkw/23u1cVTm8sQ/s400/Hanukkah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight is the first night of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chanukah&lt;/span&gt;. Last year I blogged about the &lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-chanukah.html"&gt;story of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chanukah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and why we light candles. It is a real fun holiday. We get to play with a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dreidel&lt;/span&gt; (a 4-sided spinning top) and sing about it. We also recieve Hanukkah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gelt (money) &lt;/span&gt;which is in the form of carob coins for us pups. But my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fave&lt;/span&gt; is when we get to eat &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;latkes&lt;/span&gt; (fried potato pancakes). Total yum. And we get to do all this for eight nights! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chanukah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-367797573075139259?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/367797573075139259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-chanukah.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/367797573075139259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/367797573075139259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-chanukah.html' title='Happy Chanukah !'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5dfbyDDXX_Y/Tu_ob-2GU-I/AAAAAAAACkw/23u1cVTm8sQ/s72-c/Hanukkah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-1611688409029425627</id><published>2011-12-19T05:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T10:43:01.815-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Burger Wars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FM48AEYfh-s/Tu19UKUZY9I/AAAAAAAACkk/8MTPAb5o6Os/s1600/IMG_3576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687339689759564754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FM48AEYfh-s/Tu19UKUZY9I/AAAAAAAACkk/8MTPAb5o6Os/s400/IMG_3576.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the local newspaper yesterday and headline news was a story about hamburger taste testing! Do you think they got that idea from reading my blog? Anyway, they talked about three local places. I will not read the article since I do not want it to influence my opinion. I already covered &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/smash-lunch.html"&gt;SmashBurger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, so now I need to try burgers at the The Counter and Chiefs Burger &amp;amp; Brew. This hamburger taste testing is a tough job, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; gotta do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-1611688409029425627?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/1611688409029425627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/burger-wars.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1611688409029425627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1611688409029425627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/burger-wars.html' title='Burger Wars'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FM48AEYfh-s/Tu19UKUZY9I/AAAAAAAACkk/8MTPAb5o6Os/s72-c/IMG_3576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-8431840944796019251</id><published>2011-12-18T05:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T05:00:02.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Soonday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lzBLi5stsCw/Tuwi681_2KI/AAAAAAAACkA/ivDLnOP3ZG8/s1600/IMG_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686958825622460578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lzBLi5stsCw/Tuwi681_2KI/AAAAAAAACkA/ivDLnOP3ZG8/s400/IMG_0051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The doc told Mom she can play ball with me and watch how my toe is. If I am running fine and not limping afterward, I am almost ready to resume my normal activities. So each time Mom played ball with me this week. I merrily ran, fetched, gave my Mom a high toe and barked "Look Mom, toe is fine. Lets go to the beach! Each day I heard "soon". Is today &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Soonday&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-8431840944796019251?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/8431840944796019251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/soonday.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/8431840944796019251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/8431840944796019251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/soonday.html' title='Soonday?'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lzBLi5stsCw/Tuwi681_2KI/AAAAAAAACkA/ivDLnOP3ZG8/s72-c/IMG_0051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-2709729304001615666</id><published>2011-12-17T05:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T05:00:00.441-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Encounter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f-GLhbrsUPc/TurItu6fPlI/AAAAAAAACjQ/FhJdV13z58s/s1600/great%2Bdane%2B12-15-11%2B2%2Bnd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686578167521689170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f-GLhbrsUPc/TurItu6fPlI/AAAAAAAACjQ/FhJdV13z58s/s400/great%2Bdane%2B12-15-11%2B2%2Bnd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day Rosy and I were on a walk and encountered a giant Great Dane. I respectfully greeted him from the front trying to impress him with a European air kiss. He &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; impressed and proceeded to check me from behind. Then Rosy tried to check him from behind but she never did reach. Then Mr. Dane turned around and tried to greet Rosy. When Rosy saw the slobber dripping from his jowls she barked "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;eeeeeeeeewe&lt;/span&gt;! and ran away. Such a princess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-2709729304001615666?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/2709729304001615666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/great-encounter.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/2709729304001615666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/2709729304001615666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/great-encounter.html' title='A Great Encounter'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f-GLhbrsUPc/TurItu6fPlI/AAAAAAAACjQ/FhJdV13z58s/s72-c/great%2Bdane%2B12-15-11%2B2%2Bnd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-4376370294729769357</id><published>2011-12-16T05:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T05:00:09.887-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WwXuHw4oiwE/TuhFAhvZMxI/AAAAAAAACis/eFHZf61Pl8o/s1600/elves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685870404914721554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WwXuHw4oiwE/TuhFAhvZMxI/AAAAAAAACis/eFHZf61Pl8o/s400/elves.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day Mom was so excited when she received a package. I had a feeling that it was an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;uh oh&lt;/span&gt; for me. Yup. Out came the matching elf attire for Rosy and me. The headgear was a bit warm for the San Diego sunshine. So as Mom's camera clicked, I imagined being an elf in a winter wonderland in the North Pole. (These are the kinds of thoughts that get me through these photo shoots.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-4376370294729769357?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/4376370294729769357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/winter-wonderland.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4376370294729769357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4376370294729769357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/winter-wonderland.html' title='Winter wonderland'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WwXuHw4oiwE/TuhFAhvZMxI/AAAAAAAACis/eFHZf61Pl8o/s72-c/elves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-5094415252818946700</id><published>2011-12-15T05:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T05:00:14.649-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coastal Rail Trail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yBs1fevKV80/TumqDl7GReI/AAAAAAAACjE/vXbaieTEyGU/s1600/IMG_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686262983228278242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yBs1fevKV80/TumqDl7GReI/AAAAAAAACjE/vXbaieTEyGU/s400/IMG_0026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My toe is better, but not ready for the beach. So Mom wanted to take us somewhere interesting for a walk. So we went to the start of the Coastal Rail Trail in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Solana&lt;/span&gt; Beach. Humans love to walk, jog and bike along the trail and admire all the art, especially the entrance arches. The arches tell the story of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Solana&lt;/span&gt; Beach. Rosy and I loved the smells from all the different plants. But there was so much &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;peemail&lt;/span&gt; that we need to go back soon to reply to it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/4917728734653200258-5094415252818946700?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/5094415252818946700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/coastal-rail-trail.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/5094415252818946700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/5094415252818946700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/coastal-rail-trail.html' title='Coastal Rail Trail'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yBs1fevKV80/TumqDl7GReI/AAAAAAAACjE/vXbaieTEyGU/s72-c/IMG_0026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-2699199434714844641</id><published>2011-12-14T05:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T05:00:02.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Monkey Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B7DW7Iue8CA/Tugeh-_wZHI/AAAAAAAACig/hR3F9e9qLNM/s1600/Monkey%2BBear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685828098750178418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B7DW7Iue8CA/Tugeh-_wZHI/AAAAAAAACig/hR3F9e9qLNM/s400/Monkey%2BBear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today is Monkey Day, a day to celebrate monkeys! There are over 200 different types of monkeys! I would love to be a monkey for a day to see what it would be like to hang around a troop and do monkey business! If I were a monkey, I could I pick up my ball with my hand and I could catch it with my tail. How cool would that be? Only problem is I don't like bananas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Monkey Day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-2699199434714844641?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/2699199434714844641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-monkey-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/2699199434714844641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/2699199434714844641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-monkey-day.html' title='Happy Monkey Day!'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B7DW7Iue8CA/Tugeh-_wZHI/AAAAAAAACig/hR3F9e9qLNM/s72-c/Monkey%2BBear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-6505681384794218395</id><published>2011-12-13T05:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T05:00:06.884-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catcher of the Rye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pq57DuZL8Bo/TuKJ0HOXm6I/AAAAAAAAChM/YKv7ItL140o/s1600/P1030906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684257208080505762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pq57DuZL8Bo/TuKJ0HOXm6I/AAAAAAAAChM/YKv7ItL140o/s400/P1030906.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day Mom and Dad came home with a rye bread. It reminded me of an old book by J.D. Salinger that I saw on the shelf . That gave me an idea. Since they &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; played ball with me in a while, I thought maybe I could play with the bread . So I brought Dad the bread and asked if he could throw it so I could be The Catcher of the Rye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-6505681384794218395?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/6505681384794218395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/catcher-of-rye.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/6505681384794218395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/6505681384794218395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/catcher-of-rye.html' title='Catcher of the Rye'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pq57DuZL8Bo/TuKJ0HOXm6I/AAAAAAAAChM/YKv7ItL140o/s72-c/P1030906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-6446677946090426679</id><published>2011-12-12T05:00:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T05:00:12.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poinsettia Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X34UNaxLSk4/TuVHazG3rXI/AAAAAAAACiI/BjOjQKCxNGo/s1600/Pointsettia%2Bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685028630346313074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X34UNaxLSk4/TuVHazG3rXI/AAAAAAAACiI/BjOjQKCxNGo/s400/Pointsettia%2Bday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard that today is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Poinsettia&lt;/span&gt; Day. So I wanted to find out more about Poinsettias. Well, they are native to Mexico. They are named after Joel Robert &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Poinsett&lt;/span&gt;, the first Ambassador to Mexico who brought the plant back to his greenhouse in South Carolina in 1825. They used to be called &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cuetlaxochitl&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt; the Aztecs. (Can you imagine trying to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pronounce&lt;/span&gt; that?) Poinsettias are the best selling flowering potted plant in the US. And my state, California, is the top producing state. And my town, San Diego, hosts the Poinsettia Bowl! And &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Poinsettias&lt;/span&gt; do make very pretty props for pictures, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; ya think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Poinsettia Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-6446677946090426679?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/6446677946090426679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/poinsettia-day.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/6446677946090426679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/6446677946090426679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/poinsettia-day.html' title='Poinsettia Day'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X34UNaxLSk4/TuVHazG3rXI/AAAAAAAACiI/BjOjQKCxNGo/s72-c/Pointsettia%2Bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-2898974230593219092</id><published>2011-12-11T05:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T10:21:13.015-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Air Balloon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lPwoFDyzDxc/TuRZD98h04I/AAAAAAAAChw/fiiTXS7UBNo/s1600/Balloon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684766554351326082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lPwoFDyzDxc/TuRZD98h04I/AAAAAAAAChw/fiiTXS7UBNo/s400/Balloon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yesterday when we were driving, I saw something in the distance that looked interesting. I asked Mom and Dad if they would take me and they obliged. (This broken toe thing really has some magic power to it). Anyway, I saw a big hot air balloon taking off. Wow. It reminded me of the ending in the Wizard of Oz. Dorothy nor Toto were in the basket, but this white haired older man was. Could it have been the Wizard? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-2898974230593219092?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/2898974230593219092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/hot-air-balloon.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/2898974230593219092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/2898974230593219092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/hot-air-balloon.html' title='Hot Air Balloon'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lPwoFDyzDxc/TuRZD98h04I/AAAAAAAAChw/fiiTXS7UBNo/s72-c/Balloon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-1502900376542773625</id><published>2011-12-10T05:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T05:00:08.138-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Smash Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OzRV9yoLljM/TuKUpWKDa3I/AAAAAAAAChk/MhNsdrKc9Fg/s1600/Smash%2BBurger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684269117738281842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OzRV9yoLljM/TuKUpWKDa3I/AAAAAAAAChk/MhNsdrKc9Fg/s400/Smash%2BBurger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IJVuYFCzTIc/TuKTdIOmUAI/AAAAAAAAChY/ir0pHdUC_Gg/s1600/P1030931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684267808329191426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IJVuYFCzTIc/TuKTdIOmUAI/AAAAAAAAChY/ir0pHdUC_Gg/s400/P1030931.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing with my hamburger taste testing, yesterday I dined at &lt;a href="http://www.smashburger.com/"&gt;SmashBurger&lt;/a&gt;. I got the Classic Burger. OMD! How many ways can I say YUM! Rosy wants to keep her slim figure so she ordered the Fido style burger, which is just the patty. She thought her burger was perfect, especially since it was giant, even by my standards. Mom and Dad loved their burgers, fried pickles and sweet potato smash fries. And we all especially enjoyed the ambiance of the beautiful corner cafe location in the heart of sunny Del Mar. Oh how I love this taste testing activity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;P.S. Thanks Trish for hosting us and preparing a delicious lunch! BearHUG!&lt;/span&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/4917728734653200258-1502900376542773625?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/1502900376542773625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/smash-lunch.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1502900376542773625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1502900376542773625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/smash-lunch.html' title='Smash Lunch'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OzRV9yoLljM/TuKUpWKDa3I/AAAAAAAAChk/MhNsdrKc9Fg/s72-c/Smash%2BBurger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-1619347040588297579</id><published>2011-12-09T05:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T05:00:03.781-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reindeer in-training</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZZUI6-dn8A/TtwfN6chmYI/AAAAAAAACgE/NPFWwp2anzs/s1600/IMG_3514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682451153722382722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZZUI6-dn8A/TtwfN6chmYI/AAAAAAAACgE/NPFWwp2anzs/s400/IMG_3514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear world,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, likely wishful thinking, Rosy thought she would just be watching me in Christmas attire. She should know Mom better than that. So Rosy is officially a Reindeer in training. She is really hoping that she can at least keep her black nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-1619347040588297579?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/1619347040588297579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/reindeer-in-training.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1619347040588297579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1619347040588297579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/reindeer-in-training.html' title='Reindeer in-training'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZZUI6-dn8A/TtwfN6chmYI/AAAAAAAACgE/NPFWwp2anzs/s72-c/IMG_3514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-8986447039842047625</id><published>2011-12-08T05:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T11:17:52.561-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reggae Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I6HIEi4LUCU/Tt-2F-tyQSI/AAAAAAAAChA/DJiwW0hL7Hc/s1600/reggae%2Bsanta%2Bfinal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683461468615491874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I6HIEi4LUCU/Tt-2F-tyQSI/AAAAAAAAChA/DJiwW0hL7Hc/s400/reggae%2Bsanta%2Bfinal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you all figured eventually I would be dressed as Santa. But I bet you never thought I would be a majorly cool Reggae Santa ! Lets all woof together .. Don't worry, Be Happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ho Ho Ho &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mon&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-8986447039842047625?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/8986447039842047625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/reggae-santa.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/8986447039842047625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/8986447039842047625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/reggae-santa.html' title='Reggae Santa'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I6HIEi4LUCU/Tt-2F-tyQSI/AAAAAAAAChA/DJiwW0hL7Hc/s72-c/reggae%2Bsanta%2Bfinal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-4267744079900069050</id><published>2011-12-07T05:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T05:00:00.258-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Chinchilla</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9mCihljylUM/Tt7rGr2sfcI/AAAAAAAACgQ/Fa8ow6_vpSE/s1600/IMG_3520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683238279872019906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9mCihljylUM/Tt7rGr2sfcI/AAAAAAAACgQ/Fa8ow6_vpSE/s400/IMG_3520.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For one of my broken toe activities, Mom took us to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PetSmart&lt;/span&gt;. She told us to look at things we may want as holiday presents. So we looked at the toys, and the treats and of course the bags for Rosy. But then I saw what I wanted. ..a pet Chinchilla. Just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;before &lt;/span&gt;I got to ask Mom, Rosy saw that there was another one and she wanted one too. Then she started barking at them like a crazy lady. Rosy ruined it for me. I knew at that point, there would not be a chinchilla coming to my house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-4267744079900069050?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/4267744079900069050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/pet-chinchilla.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4267744079900069050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4267744079900069050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/pet-chinchilla.html' title='Pet Chinchilla'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9mCihljylUM/Tt7rGr2sfcI/AAAAAAAACgQ/Fa8ow6_vpSE/s72-c/IMG_3520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-231361430092983718</id><published>2011-12-06T05:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T05:00:08.791-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Napping place</title><content type='html'>y&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4WZxMkvENkw/TtsnTB2kVvI/AAAAAAAACfs/SYi1KFzUKNs/s1600/IMG_3488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682178562726319858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4WZxMkvENkw/TtsnTB2kVvI/AAAAAAAACfs/SYi1KFzUKNs/s400/IMG_3488.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This restricted activity because of my broken toe is a real bummer. I have been doing so much napping that even napping was becoming boring. So I decided to try out a new place to nap.... Bunnybell's bed. I know it is small, but it is actually comfortable. My body overflows a bit onto Rosy's bed which makes Rosy growl. I hope Bunnybell doesn't mind. I will give it back to her when she comes for Christmas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-231361430092983718?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/231361430092983718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/napping-place.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/231361430092983718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/231361430092983718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/napping-place.html' title='Napping place'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4WZxMkvENkw/TtsnTB2kVvI/AAAAAAAACfs/SYi1KFzUKNs/s72-c/IMG_3488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-8873249298634614335</id><published>2011-12-05T05:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T05:00:07.429-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XpYUxmM3U6I/Tssi15pM16I/AAAAAAAACbM/tD_FI0dy0wY/s1600/IMG_3256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677670064632682402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XpYUxmM3U6I/Tssi15pM16I/AAAAAAAACbM/tD_FI0dy0wY/s400/IMG_3256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I hear people talk about Golden Retrievers. They say we are loyal, fun loving, sweet and just the best breed. But then they say,not to get a Golden if you want a watch dog. Well, that got me to thinking. I could be a watch dog too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-8873249298634614335?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/8873249298634614335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/watch-dog.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/8873249298634614335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/8873249298634614335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/watch-dog.html' title='Watch Dog'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XpYUxmM3U6I/Tssi15pM16I/AAAAAAAACbM/tD_FI0dy0wY/s72-c/IMG_3256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-7729213509242742218</id><published>2011-12-04T05:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T05:00:07.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In-N-Out Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6XADYmdHPrY/TtsTsSK1YdI/AAAAAAAACfg/5xCVchcZxqk/s1600/InNOut%2B11-30-11%2B2nd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682157006370464210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6XADYmdHPrY/TtsTsSK1YdI/AAAAAAAACfg/5xCVchcZxqk/s400/InNOut%2B11-30-11%2B2nd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Continuing with my hamburger taste test, I got to go to In-N-Out again. This time we ate at the restaurant on the outside patio. And I got a hat which made me feel very official. It is a very close call between the burgers. Mom favors &lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/double-double.html"&gt;In-N-Out&lt;/a&gt;, Dad is leaning toward &lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/five-guys.html"&gt;Five Guys&lt;/a&gt;. But I am not going to make a decision yet. I decided I should expand my hamburger taste test. Next stop Smash Burger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-7729213509242742218?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/7729213509242742218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-n-out-again.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/7729213509242742218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/7729213509242742218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-n-out-again.html' title='In-N-Out Again'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6XADYmdHPrY/TtsTsSK1YdI/AAAAAAAACfg/5xCVchcZxqk/s72-c/InNOut%2B11-30-11%2B2nd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-3071087511903365970</id><published>2011-12-03T05:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T05:00:07.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Eyes ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673223409709802386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xdscZ-Pl70Q/TrtWohMu45I/AAAAAAAACWU/7pGCvq21ec0/s400/Bear%2BBrown%2Bvs%2BBlue%2Beyes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was reading about a doctor in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Laguna&lt;/span&gt; Beach, CA that says he thinks he found a way to turn brown eyes blue. Well that got me to thinking. What would I look like if I had blue eyes? A &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; with blue eyes, I think I like it. Doc is not ready yet, so maybe I should try color contacts in the meantime. What do you think? Brown or blue?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-3071087511903365970?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/3071087511903365970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/blue-eyes.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/3071087511903365970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/3071087511903365970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/blue-eyes.html' title='Blue Eyes ?'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xdscZ-Pl70Q/TrtWohMu45I/AAAAAAAACWU/7pGCvq21ec0/s72-c/Bear%2BBrown%2Bvs%2BBlue%2Beyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-1513905025717310126</id><published>2011-12-02T05:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T05:00:02.797-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Beginning to Look a lot like Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cAMKLKdtKEo/TthntC2NQfI/AAAAAAAACfI/C3qNt2W1Xck/s1600/IMG_3412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681404953483887090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cAMKLKdtKEo/TthntC2NQfI/AAAAAAAACfI/C3qNt2W1Xck/s400/IMG_3412.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started noticing a lot of houses putting up Christmas decorations. And yesterday was the lighting of the National Christmas tree at the White House. So I asked Mom when we were going to start with our holiday decorating. She said we were planning on doing that next week. But then she said she sees no reason why we cant do something earlier. And there I was, the start of our holiday decor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-1513905025717310126?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/1513905025717310126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1513905025717310126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1513905025717310126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html' title='Its Beginning to Look a lot like Christmas'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cAMKLKdtKEo/TthntC2NQfI/AAAAAAAACfI/C3qNt2W1Xck/s72-c/IMG_3412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-3420331465179866971</id><published>2011-12-01T05:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T09:49:07.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying Leathernecks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CjTF97-V-2w/Ttbi1tucIbI/AAAAAAAACe8/um0wgXPec6g/s1600/Aviation%2BMuseum%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680977392409780658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CjTF97-V-2w/Ttbi1tucIbI/AAAAAAAACe8/um0wgXPec6g/s400/Aviation%2BMuseum%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NEmb9nyXXQ8/Ttbf3-A10eI/AAAAAAAACek/d9vU6w3XevI/s1600/IMG_3390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680974132606783970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NEmb9nyXXQ8/Ttbf3-A10eI/AAAAAAAACek/d9vU6w3XevI/s400/IMG_3390.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I went to the &lt;a href="http://www.flyingleathernecks.org/index.html"&gt;Flying Leatherneck Aviation Museum&lt;/a&gt;. It is the only museum in the world dedicated to preserving the history of the United States Marine Corps Aviation. I got to see nearly 40 vintage aircraft. SO cool! I was a bit embarrassed though. Mom made Dad carry me over the stones cause she was worried about my broken toe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you U.S. Marines Corps for all you have done and all you do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-3420331465179866971?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/3420331465179866971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/flying-leathernecks.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/3420331465179866971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/3420331465179866971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/12/flying-leathernecks.html' title='Flying Leathernecks'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CjTF97-V-2w/Ttbi1tucIbI/AAAAAAAACe8/um0wgXPec6g/s72-c/Aviation%2BMuseum%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-9120791534056413421</id><published>2011-11-30T05:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T05:00:11.281-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nap time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dRg0FMJcL-I/TtXG_LHAw_I/AAAAAAAACeY/S7knoDbtlg0/s1600/IMG_3225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680665293614007282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dRg0FMJcL-I/TtXG_LHAw_I/AAAAAAAACeY/S7knoDbtlg0/s400/IMG_3225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I usually am very alert all day until I see Mom get ready to take us to the beach. Then after the beach I take a good nap until its time to eat. But now that I know I am not going to the beach, I have a lot of time on my paws. So Rosy suggested I should nap more and she will keep me company. So that is what I decided to do. At least I can dream about the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-9120791534056413421?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/9120791534056413421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/nap-time.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/9120791534056413421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/9120791534056413421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/nap-time.html' title='Nap time'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dRg0FMJcL-I/TtXG_LHAw_I/AAAAAAAACeY/S7knoDbtlg0/s72-c/IMG_3225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-8775549314506778302</id><published>2011-11-29T05:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T05:00:02.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fracture!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yvq1nIOkEMs/TtQ3IfxgImI/AAAAAAAACeM/Ht8IZFKSV8A/s1600/IMG_3373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680225649128645218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yvq1nIOkEMs/TtQ3IfxgImI/AAAAAAAACeM/Ht8IZFKSV8A/s400/IMG_3373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D6OYouJ4yQU/TtQ27QvH4YI/AAAAAAAACeA/TxAW_ci1k5A/s1600/IMG_3370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680225421753835906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D6OYouJ4yQU/TtQ27QvH4YI/AAAAAAAACeA/TxAW_ci1k5A/s400/IMG_3370.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am SO bummed. My ear was doing so well that I got to go back to the beach last week. On Friday I was jumping up and down waiting for Mom to throw my ball. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; looking and I jumped back on a sand drop off and sort of tumbled over backward. I lifted my hurt paw to show Mom but then I acted like I was fine. (I knew otherwise I would have to go home.) I also got to go swimming on Saturday cause I was walking OK in the morning. But after that I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disguise&lt;/span&gt; the pain anymore and I started to limp. So back to the vet yesterday! I have a fractured digit (a funny name for a toe). Translate to NO BEACH! actually no anything for at least two weeks until my recheck. Mom feels so bad. She is already trying to plan what to do with me to keep me and my blog readers entertained. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-8775549314506778302?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/8775549314506778302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/fracture.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/8775549314506778302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/8775549314506778302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/fracture.html' title='Fracture!'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yvq1nIOkEMs/TtQ3IfxgImI/AAAAAAAACeM/Ht8IZFKSV8A/s72-c/IMG_3373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-6602583177728153274</id><published>2011-11-28T05:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T05:00:00.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny and Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F4BLP9AA0Ho/Tss9A-embSI/AAAAAAAACb8/Dvl3aFHI28o/s1600/Sunny%2Band%2BBear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677698842211282210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F4BLP9AA0Ho/Tss9A-embSI/AAAAAAAACb8/Dvl3aFHI28o/s400/Sunny%2Band%2BBear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been playing with this really pretty lab at the beach lately. She likes to go swimming and play ball with me. My heart flutters a little when I see her. Her name is Sunny. So that would make us Sunny and Bear. I wish I would hear her sing "I got you Babe". But instead she is singing "I got your Ball."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-6602583177728153274?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/6602583177728153274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/sunny-and-bear.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/6602583177728153274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/6602583177728153274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/sunny-and-bear.html' title='Sunny and Bear'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F4BLP9AA0Ho/Tss9A-embSI/AAAAAAAACb8/Dvl3aFHI28o/s72-c/Sunny%2Band%2BBear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-7481081112970926499</id><published>2011-11-27T05:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T05:00:01.007-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair extensions</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679207633701012482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sctQHZJ9Ah4/TtCZQMxvhAI/AAAAAAAACdc/JCRwetDYxZ0/s400/IMG_3311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679544522674294850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fwCqJ4LvwP4/TtHLpuAEUEI/AAAAAAAACd0/jKtLMqcQZ_E/s400/IMG_3318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day Rosy and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bunnybell&lt;/span&gt; were looking through magazines commenting on how many celebrities look so pretty with their hair extensions. So they asked Mom if they could try hair extensions. The next thing I know there they were. While Bunny loved hers, Rosy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; really feel she needed them on her ears. So being helpful, I put one on her tail since the groomer cut off her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pompom&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe she could partner with Jessica Simpson and start a new line of tail extensions! .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4917728734653200258-7481081112970926499?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/7481081112970926499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/hair-extensions.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/7481081112970926499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/7481081112970926499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/hair-extensions.html' title='Hair extensions'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sctQHZJ9Ah4/TtCZQMxvhAI/AAAAAAAACdc/JCRwetDYxZ0/s72-c/IMG_3311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-859737398915372996</id><published>2011-11-26T05:00:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T10:57:10.717-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stone Crabs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YHgdpZCaE1k/Ts3jmXSrZBI/AAAAAAAACcg/W5cpv9mEelc/s1600/IMG_3358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678444953410954258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YHgdpZCaE1k/Ts3jmXSrZBI/AAAAAAAACcg/W5cpv9mEelc/s400/IMG_3358.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sydne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have this Thanksgiving tradition. Instead of having turkey and all the fixings, they have stone crabs and all its fixings. It arrives in a big box from &lt;a href="http://www.joesstonecrab.com/index.html"&gt;Joe's Stone Crab &lt;/a&gt;in Miami Beach. Over the years, I have heard so much about how delicious the crabs are. So this year I actually got to taste them. At first I felt bad for the crabs but then I found out their claws grow back. Well they are very yum, every bit as good as the raves from my family. But honestly, I would prefer turkey or actually pizza if I was asked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PS. This year my family decided to enjoy the crabs as well as go out for Thanksgiving dinner. And they say I'm spoiled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-859737398915372996?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/859737398915372996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/stone-crabs.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/859737398915372996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/859737398915372996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/stone-crabs.html' title='Stone Crabs'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YHgdpZCaE1k/Ts3jmXSrZBI/AAAAAAAACcg/W5cpv9mEelc/s72-c/IMG_3358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-6441114868027069017</id><published>2011-11-25T05:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T05:00:10.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-RUc7beYmI/Ts9JbbkT7KI/AAAAAAAACdA/BzUmGCOp1Ig/s1600/P1030717.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nyABuE5BaFo/Ts9JbM49SiI/AAAAAAAACc0/r8mAHBYUJEw/s1600/P1030742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678838386802903586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nyABuE5BaFo/Ts9JbM49SiI/AAAAAAAACc0/r8mAHBYUJEw/s400/P1030742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night everyone was talking about the deals on Black Friday. We heard people were waiting in line overnight to be the first customers into the stores in the morning. Well that got Rosy, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bunnybell&lt;/span&gt; and me to thinking. Why don't we go and wait in line at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Petco&lt;/span&gt;? So Rosy put on her pink sweater and brought her pink bag and at 10:30 pm, we all went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Petco&lt;/span&gt;. We were the first in line. While Rosy was all warm and settled in for the night, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bunnybell&lt;/span&gt; and I missed bed and snuggling with our Moms. So we all went home and went shopping online. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-6441114868027069017?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/6441114868027069017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/black-friday.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/6441114868027069017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/6441114868027069017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/black-friday.html' title='Black Friday'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nyABuE5BaFo/Ts9JbM49SiI/AAAAAAAACc0/r8mAHBYUJEw/s72-c/P1030742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-1834974342038105393</id><published>2011-11-24T03:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T03:00:09.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Bj8pCx7yWQ/Ts3DAZfoJaI/AAAAAAAACcU/EZYfwEoV3oo/s1600/IMG_3269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678409116795020706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Bj8pCx7yWQ/Ts3DAZfoJaI/AAAAAAAACcU/EZYfwEoV3oo/s400/IMG_3269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Today is Thanksgiving in the U. S. So I sat at the Canine table with my sister and niece and discussed what we have to be thankful for. We are all rescues, so we agreed we are most thankful for our wonderful forever homes. Then we each took turns. I said I am so thankful to be living back at the beach. Rosy is thankful for being totally spoiled and becoming a princess. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bunnybell&lt;/span&gt; is thankful to all people that drop food on the floor at the Hollywood parties she goes to. And we are all thankful for our Thanksgiving dinner. Bone &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Appetit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-1834974342038105393?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/1834974342038105393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1834974342038105393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1834974342038105393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Bj8pCx7yWQ/Ts3DAZfoJaI/AAAAAAAACcU/EZYfwEoV3oo/s72-c/IMG_3269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-9081235277228765398</id><published>2011-11-23T05:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T02:22:54.574-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IJ6zgZGXSR8/TsdY89IjBpI/AAAAAAAACbA/lwqeKvh5sug/s1600/5guys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676603659549607570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IJ6zgZGXSR8/TsdY89IjBpI/AAAAAAAACbA/lwqeKvh5sug/s400/5guys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago I did a post about &lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/double-double.html"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;InNOut&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;burgers. Comments came in that I should try Five Guys. So the other day we all went to Five Guys for a taste test. Rosy and I each had a small bacon burger. I still drool when I think about it. So Mom and Dad asked me which I liked better. I just couldn't decide. I told them that it has been awhile since I had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;InNOut&lt;/span&gt; so I need to try those burgers again. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Aren't&lt;/span&gt; I clever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-9081235277228765398?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/9081235277228765398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/five-guys.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/9081235277228765398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/9081235277228765398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/five-guys.html' title='Five Guys'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IJ6zgZGXSR8/TsdY89IjBpI/AAAAAAAACbA/lwqeKvh5sug/s72-c/5guys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-4264235844922517888</id><published>2011-11-22T05:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T05:00:04.668-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Beach!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cVXMeKhMzDg/Tssqn1TdhuI/AAAAAAAACbY/Z0IeZNXoJcg/s1600/Beach%2B11-21-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677678619042612962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cVXMeKhMzDg/Tssqn1TdhuI/AAAAAAAACbY/Z0IeZNXoJcg/s400/Beach%2B11-21-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was SO excited. I FINALLY got to go to the beach yesterday ! We went during low tide cause Mom and Dad said I cant put my ear under water too much. So instead of swimming I ran and ran with two young pups for an hour (I'm the one jumping for joy in the middle!) . So now my ear feels fine, but my legs are sore. But that's OK. It was worth it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-4264235844922517888?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/4264235844922517888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/back-to-beach.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4264235844922517888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4264235844922517888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/back-to-beach.html' title='Back to the Beach!'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cVXMeKhMzDg/Tssqn1TdhuI/AAAAAAAACbY/Z0IeZNXoJcg/s72-c/Beach%2B11-21-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-197479166905157884</id><published>2011-11-21T05:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T05:00:07.234-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVE! with Kelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JLIkaictKpU/TschY73HMPI/AAAAAAAACao/5dFtjcBE8-M/s1600/Live%2Bwith%2BKelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676542567593226482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JLIkaictKpU/TschY73HMPI/AAAAAAAACao/5dFtjcBE8-M/s400/Live%2Bwith%2BKelly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear world,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Regis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Phibin's&lt;/span&gt; last day as co-host of LIVE! with Regis and Kelly. So now they are looking to replace him. There is a lot of speculation but it seems no decision has been made so far. They will be having lots of guest hosts to see what works. So I thought maybe I could go on as a guest host. I think Kelly and I would have good chemistry. We look good together - both golden. And we both have a Golden personality - friendly, warm, fun, smart. I could even change my name to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Beargis&lt;/span&gt; so the new name would be an easy transition. LIVE! with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Beargis&lt;/span&gt; and Kelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-197479166905157884?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/197479166905157884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/live-with-kelly.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/197479166905157884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/197479166905157884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/live-with-kelly.html' title='LIVE! with Kelly'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JLIkaictKpU/TschY73HMPI/AAAAAAAACao/5dFtjcBE8-M/s72-c/Live%2Bwith%2BKelly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-7179099898140032162</id><published>2011-11-20T05:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T05:00:03.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>La Jolla</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dBsZno0xeyk/TsYW2Gr5zcI/AAAAAAAACaE/rulnG9rB63Q/s1600/Bear%2Bin%2BLa%2BJolla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676249499110591938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dBsZno0xeyk/TsYW2Gr5zcI/AAAAAAAACaE/rulnG9rB63Q/s400/Bear%2Bin%2BLa%2BJolla.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N9q3fUuNlOQ/TsYWbAiGK9I/AAAAAAAACZ4/DIfhPjN2PqY/s1600/Seals%2Bcrop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676249033602378706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N9q3fUuNlOQ/TsYWbAiGK9I/AAAAAAAACZ4/DIfhPjN2PqY/s400/Seals%2Bcrop.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The other day we went to La Jolla, a beautiful town with seven miles of dramatic curving coastline . We took a walk on the bluffs seeing exactly what websites describe: peaceful bays, pounding surf, near shore tide pools, sea caves, seal rookeries, along with beautiful small beaches. My favorite part was seeing the seals on the rocks. Listening to them reminded me of Fuzz's howling bark. My least favorite part was being at the beach and not able to go swimming. Rosy's favorite part was going to a cafe in the pretty village and sharing Dad's cheeseburger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;Bear &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/4917728734653200258-7179099898140032162?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/7179099898140032162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/la-jolla.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/7179099898140032162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/7179099898140032162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/la-jolla.html' title='La Jolla'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dBsZno0xeyk/TsYW2Gr5zcI/AAAAAAAACaE/rulnG9rB63Q/s72-c/Bear%2Bin%2BLa%2BJolla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-5520876954269418921</id><published>2011-11-19T05:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T10:59:59.114-06:00</updated><title type='text'>School Pizza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mcHeAGKQfxw/TsdROOBytCI/AAAAAAAACa0/5TTsQVfJJPI/s1600/Schoolboy%2Bpizza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676595160049431586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mcHeAGKQfxw/TsdROOBytCI/AAAAAAAACa0/5TTsQVfJJPI/s400/Schoolboy%2Bpizza.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This past week, a bill passed in U.S. Congress that says that pizza counts as a serving of vegetables for school lunches as long as it has 2 tablespoons of tomato sauce on it. Not sure I totally understand considering tomatoes are a fruit. But they are lawmakers, so I guess now tomatoes are vegetables by law. Anyway, hearing about this law got me to thinking. Maybe I should go to school. That way I could have pizza everyday! And then I could study to be a politician and make more cool laws! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-5520876954269418921?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/5520876954269418921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/school-pizza.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/5520876954269418921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/5520876954269418921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/school-pizza.html' title='School Pizza'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mcHeAGKQfxw/TsdROOBytCI/AAAAAAAACa0/5TTsQVfJJPI/s72-c/Schoolboy%2Bpizza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-7451219381147474730</id><published>2011-11-18T05:00:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T05:00:04.661-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mickey !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hetEYZW8BGc/TsYqxvtRr7I/AAAAAAAACaQ/nhL85rvumYM/s1600/Mickey%2Band%2BBear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676271414455414706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hetEYZW8BGc/TsYqxvtRr7I/AAAAAAAACaQ/nhL85rvumYM/s400/Mickey%2Band%2BBear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mickey Mouse's birthday is celebrated today because on this date 83 years ago, he debuted in the animated cartoon Steamboat Willie. But actually, this is more like Mickey's Gotcha Day. Cause he first was seen in a test screening of Plane Crazy May 15, 1928 but the audience didn't like him. Then he was in another short - The Gallopin Gaucho, but none of the distributors wanted him. So Mickey and I have that in common. We were both rejected twice until we found our forever home. Happy Gotcha Day Mickey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-7451219381147474730?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/7451219381147474730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-birthday-mickey.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/7451219381147474730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/7451219381147474730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-birthday-mickey.html' title='Happy Birthday Mickey !'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hetEYZW8BGc/TsYqxvtRr7I/AAAAAAAACaQ/nhL85rvumYM/s72-c/Mickey%2Band%2BBear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-5865454254184037071</id><published>2011-11-17T05:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T05:00:03.371-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nYGZqxqRL60/TsNwCXWhu3I/AAAAAAAACZs/Jmq-D8vkJ_A/s1600/IMG_3183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675503141347507058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nYGZqxqRL60/TsNwCXWhu3I/AAAAAAAACZs/Jmq-D8vkJ_A/s400/IMG_3183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NgLnR1mKL-U/TsNv7fVQ8wI/AAAAAAAACZg/nar-U7sqpOk/s1600/IMG_3176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675503023230612226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NgLnR1mKL-U/TsNv7fVQ8wI/AAAAAAAACZg/nar-U7sqpOk/s400/IMG_3176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day we had a new adventure. We went night shopping! One of our fave pet stores stayed open at night to have a Holiday Open House. A lab left when I was arriving, and after that it was all small dogs. All the little dogs including Rosy were wearing something cute and Xmas red from the store. I felt like I walked into Santa's workshop with little elves. Thank goodness Mom didn't see a Santa suit in my size.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/4917728734653200258-5865454254184037071?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/5865454254184037071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/night-shopping.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/5865454254184037071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/5865454254184037071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/night-shopping.html' title='Night Shopping'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nYGZqxqRL60/TsNwCXWhu3I/AAAAAAAACZs/Jmq-D8vkJ_A/s72-c/IMG_3183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-6580685772232537460</id><published>2011-11-16T05:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T05:00:12.105-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A beach walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Y8axN2i-k/TsLqZiH9TiI/AAAAAAAACZU/-CUr9mCK0JE/s1600/IMG_0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675356204818058786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Y8axN2i-k/TsLqZiH9TiI/AAAAAAAACZU/-CUr9mCK0JE/s400/IMG_0733.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a beautiful day so Mom thought Rosy and I would enjoy a walk on the beach. She reminded me that I cant run into the ocean and Rosy that she cant run after the birds. And off we went. So we got to the beach and walked about a mile. Then of course we had to stop for pictures. But all I could do was longingly look at the surfers and think how lucky they are to be in the ocean. And all Rosy could do was look at the birds and think how lucky they are that she cant catch them and eat them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-6580685772232537460?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/6580685772232537460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/beach-walk.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/6580685772232537460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/6580685772232537460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/beach-walk.html' title='A beach walk'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Y8axN2i-k/TsLqZiH9TiI/AAAAAAAACZU/-CUr9mCK0JE/s72-c/IMG_0733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-5896116045102944163</id><published>2011-11-15T05:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T05:00:05.929-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A sweater for Rosy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bw1n7RDLe70/TsCbQTAiE9I/AAAAAAAACYw/uPRzrnSF4i8/s1600/Rosy%2527s%2Bsweater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674706234769544146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bw1n7RDLe70/TsCbQTAiE9I/AAAAAAAACYw/uPRzrnSF4i8/s400/Rosy%2527s%2Bsweater.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the mall the other day, Rosy wanted to stop at an outside shop that had dog stuff. She was very attracted to the bags of course. Mom said no more bags. So instead she bought Rosy a sweater. Rosy asked me what she needed a sweater for. I told her I have no clue. But I told her she looks very pretty in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-5896116045102944163?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/5896116045102944163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/sweater-for-rosy.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/5896116045102944163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/5896116045102944163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/sweater-for-rosy.html' title='A sweater for Rosy'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bw1n7RDLe70/TsCbQTAiE9I/AAAAAAAACYw/uPRzrnSF4i8/s72-c/Rosy%2527s%2Bsweater.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-2864003491380522814</id><published>2011-11-14T05:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T05:00:13.101-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the mall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2Ldkyf8f9k/TsDNh6955rI/AAAAAAAACY8/n1pJBlC-E1E/s1600/Mall%2B11-13-11%2Br.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674761513135105714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2Ldkyf8f9k/TsDNh6955rI/AAAAAAAACY8/n1pJBlC-E1E/s400/Mall%2B11-13-11%2Br.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you know I cant go to the beach for awhile. So Mom thought that maybe I would like to go to the mall with her. I really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know where she gets these ideas. Anyway, the whole family went together. Dad was going to wait with me and Rosy outside, but Mom scooped up Rosy and went into &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Bloomingdale's&lt;/span&gt;. Rosy tried posing with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mannequins&lt;/span&gt;. Then I was excited cause we were headed to the Food Court. I saw the&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt; p&lt;/span&gt;izza place in front of me. But much to my dismay, Mom and Rosy decided they wanted tuna sandwiches! And Dad got one too! Tuna beats out pizza again! What is it with this family? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4917728734653200258-2864003491380522814?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/2864003491380522814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-at-mall.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/2864003491380522814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/2864003491380522814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-at-mall.html' title='Day at the mall'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2Ldkyf8f9k/TsDNh6955rI/AAAAAAAACY8/n1pJBlC-E1E/s72-c/Mall%2B11-13-11%2Br.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-760551015688331061</id><published>2011-11-13T05:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T05:00:00.808-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Anipal Academy Awarads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HOuK_ym0KjM/Tr9FHu4dsbI/AAAAAAAACYM/RHPSeZsLhKc/s1600/Gold%2BTuxedo%2BBear%2B%2Band%2BRosy%2BLamee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674330054656373170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HOuK_ym0KjM/Tr9FHu4dsbI/AAAAAAAACYM/RHPSeZsLhKc/s400/Gold%2BTuxedo%2BBear%2B%2Band%2BRosy%2BLamee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ExzGHHJVQhQ/Tr9FBRmoUYI/AAAAAAAACYA/_CCSGvSFHiw/s1600/Fuzz%2Baward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 393px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674329943717728642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ExzGHHJVQhQ/Tr9FBRmoUYI/AAAAAAAACYA/_CCSGvSFHiw/s400/Fuzz%2Baward.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend has been the Anipal Academy Awards on Twitter. So I got out my Golden Tux and Rosy found a matching Golden gown . And off we went trying to not be blinded by the pupparazzi on the Red Carpet. I was excited to be nominated for Best Blog, but I didn't win. The envelope went to a wonderful &lt;a href="http://mattiedadog.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://mattiedadog.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. But we were so surprised and happy because Fuzz won the Rainbow Bridge Dancing Award. He must still be doing his &lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2010/05/fuzzbuzz-happy-dance.html"&gt;happy dance &lt;/a&gt;there. Congrats Fuzz.....you forever have a star in our hearts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congrats to all the winners and nominees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fuzz award picture by the wonderful @PepiSmartDog &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-760551015688331061?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/760551015688331061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/anipal-academy-awarads.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/760551015688331061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/760551015688331061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/anipal-academy-awarads.html' title='Anipal Academy Awarads'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HOuK_ym0KjM/Tr9FHu4dsbI/AAAAAAAACYM/RHPSeZsLhKc/s72-c/Gold%2BTuxedo%2BBear%2B%2Band%2BRosy%2BLamee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-6448524401800840275</id><published>2011-11-12T05:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T10:26:49.435-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X-mAbdG23XE/Tr3ub-uQu_I/AAAAAAAACXc/qO-hajnonsA/s1600/IMG_3122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673953270017604594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X-mAbdG23XE/Tr3ub-uQu_I/AAAAAAAACXc/qO-hajnonsA/s400/IMG_3122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gv5uchpZIx4/Tr3uTZnS6lI/AAAAAAAACXQ/O9FxmmZY3KE/s1600/No%2Bbeach%2Ballowed%2B11-12-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673953122617322066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gv5uchpZIx4/Tr3uTZnS6lI/AAAAAAAACXQ/O9FxmmZY3KE/s400/No%2Bbeach%2Ballowed%2B11-12-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was not a fun day. I had to go see Dr. Andy. Now &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong, I like him very much as a human. However, its not like I get to play with him. I had to get my annual shots. Ouch! And then my blabbermouth Mom told him she thought I had an ear infection. So Dr. Andy looked inside my ears. I HATE that. Yup, Mom was right. So I had to have my ears cleaned out and get ear drops. Double YUCK. And then if all that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; enough, I was told I cant go swimming for 5-7 days. How many ways can I say BUMMER! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4917728734653200258-6448524401800840275?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/6448524401800840275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/no-fun.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/6448524401800840275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/6448524401800840275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/no-fun.html' title='No beach'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X-mAbdG23XE/Tr3ub-uQu_I/AAAAAAAACXc/qO-hajnonsA/s72-c/IMG_3122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-1536011048227255308</id><published>2011-11-11T05:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T05:00:14.647-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spa Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wi3n4a6TYLA/Try_8Q0E4yI/AAAAAAAACXE/uiKJQKUQwxQ/s1600/Rosy%2BSpa%2BDay%2B11-10-11%2BRev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673620672606429986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wi3n4a6TYLA/Try_8Q0E4yI/AAAAAAAACXE/uiKJQKUQwxQ/s400/Rosy%2BSpa%2BDay%2B11-10-11%2BRev.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673598059642264626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RvDq8ylbeUk/TryrYA9SnDI/AAAAAAAACWs/KhyoVPEimP0/s400/Rosy%2Bspa%2Bday%2BBear%2Brole%2B11-10-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Rosy FINALLY had her spa day. As you can imagine, since she was such a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;messpot&lt;/span&gt;, she needed a lot of work. So while Rosy was in the spa mobile, it was my job to stand by to make sure everything was going OK. I asked Dad to keep me company while I was doing my job. He felt I should have belly massages since my role was so stressful. Then when Rosy was done, I was in charge of inspecting her. She looked and smelled like a poodle again so I gave my stamp of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;apoodle&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-1536011048227255308?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/1536011048227255308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/spa-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1536011048227255308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1536011048227255308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/spa-day.html' title='Spa Day'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wi3n4a6TYLA/Try_8Q0E4yI/AAAAAAAACXE/uiKJQKUQwxQ/s72-c/Rosy%2BSpa%2BDay%2B11-10-11%2BRev.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-4946842246258749446</id><published>2011-11-10T05:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T09:06:26.531-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Topping Per 1000</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_KzX-RJYqFg/TrsvrDTxywI/AAAAAAAACWI/kjbhO-DpuC4/s1600/IMG_3045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673180572272413442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_KzX-RJYqFg/TrsvrDTxywI/AAAAAAAACWI/kjbhO-DpuC4/s400/IMG_3045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few days ago I reached 3000 followers on twitter. My Mom had promised when I reached that milestone she would order a pizza with three toppings - 1 topping per thousand. And I got to choose the toppings! After much deliberation I decided on sausage and bacon and chose chicken for Rosy. While we had to share it with Dad, I asked for and got 1 slice per 1000! Now I need to come up with another milestone pizza goal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-4946842246258749446?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/4946842246258749446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/1-topping-per-1000.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4946842246258749446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4946842246258749446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/1-topping-per-1000.html' title='1 Topping Per 1000'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_KzX-RJYqFg/TrsvrDTxywI/AAAAAAAACWI/kjbhO-DpuC4/s72-c/IMG_3045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-410803088678630766</id><published>2011-11-09T05:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T10:23:52.367-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A leopard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0GZpLNX-ryI/TrijoevKD7I/AAAAAAAACT0/vPPlcm2Z3iE/s1600/2%2BLeopards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672463646514089906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0GZpLNX-ryI/TrijoevKD7I/AAAAAAAACT0/vPPlcm2Z3iE/s400/2%2BLeopards.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was laying on my Mom's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;faux&lt;/span&gt; leopard blanket and it got me to thinking. What would it be like to be a leopard? Well, they are elusive, solitary and nocturnal. So I wouldn't like that since I like to be around people, get lots of attention and sleep at night . But like a leopard, I do hunt - that is I hunt tennis balls. But leopards live in wild very far away places. I wouldn't like that. I like to live at home with Mom, Dad and Rosy. But if I had leopard spots I would look quite fashionable, don't ya think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-410803088678630766?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/410803088678630766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/leopard.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/410803088678630766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/410803088678630766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/leopard.html' title='A leopard'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0GZpLNX-ryI/TrijoevKD7I/AAAAAAAACT0/vPPlcm2Z3iE/s72-c/2%2BLeopards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-4358515918129462870</id><published>2011-11-08T05:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T05:00:07.345-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S4lCq25z35A/Tri3QkBSwjI/AAAAAAAACVw/-7E6XzKiwAg/s1600/IMG_0722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672485225848029746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S4lCq25z35A/Tri3QkBSwjI/AAAAAAAACVw/-7E6XzKiwAg/s400/IMG_0722.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to introduce you to my neighbor and buddy, Buddy. He is a really cool dog, and sometimes he plays ball with me. He used to come into our house to get treats but now Rosy won't let him. So he stays by the door and smiles. Then my Mom goes to my treat cabinet and takes out one treat and gives it to Buddy. That is when he becomes Mom's buddy Buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-4358515918129462870?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/4358515918129462870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/buddy.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4358515918129462870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/4358515918129462870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/buddy.html' title='Buddy'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S4lCq25z35A/Tri3QkBSwjI/AAAAAAAACVw/-7E6XzKiwAg/s72-c/IMG_0722.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-289015641319697961</id><published>2011-11-07T05:00:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T05:00:11.147-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuna, Pupcakes and Bags</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8dAZb7_95os/TrdR1TmjYRI/AAAAAAAACTc/yqRhf_qatfU/s1600/Rosy%2527s%2BGotcha%2BDay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672092231933321490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8dAZb7_95os/TrdR1TmjYRI/AAAAAAAACTc/yqRhf_qatfU/s400/Rosy%2527s%2BGotcha%2BDay.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rosy had a great Gotcha day party. She was given a choice of what she wanted to eat. I gave her the pizza menu but she said she wanted a tuna sandwich. Huh? Then she got into her new fairy princess outfit for pupcakes and presents. She was so full from her tuna that I got her pupcake after she ate some icing. Score! She got a few different toys but her fave presents were the two bags. First she opened my pink bag present. She loved it and got right inside. That made me very happy. Then she opened the navy bag with red accents. She stayed inside it in her fairy princess dress until it was time to go upstairs to go to sleep. She is just such a bag lady! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-289015641319697961?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/289015641319697961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/tuna-pupcakes-and-bags.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/289015641319697961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/289015641319697961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/tuna-pupcakes-and-bags.html' title='Tuna, Pupcakes and Bags'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8dAZb7_95os/TrdR1TmjYRI/AAAAAAAACTc/yqRhf_qatfU/s72-c/Rosy%2527s%2BGotcha%2BDay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-8589330999555160865</id><published>2011-11-06T05:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T05:00:09.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosy's Gotcha Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YC1q8qdIrxI/TrTMGop5gZI/AAAAAAAACRg/545QP0A_pDw/s1600/Rosy%2Bbasket0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671382245130731922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YC1q8qdIrxI/TrTMGop5gZI/AAAAAAAACRg/545QP0A_pDw/s400/Rosy%2Bbasket0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today is Rosy's Gotcha Day! She is a bit annoyed at me for posting her picture before her hairstyling appointment on Tuesday. She hasn't been able to be groomed cause of her surgery, but I think she looks cute as a messpot. She looks almost the same as when &lt;a href="http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2010/11/everythings-coming-up-rosy.html"&gt;Mom found her a year ago &lt;/a&gt;. Boy has her life changed since then! From abandoned on the streets of Memphis to Super Princess status on the beaches of San Diego! Yah, you are probably thinking she is really lucky. But my Mom and Dad and I think we're pretty lucky too. We can't remember what our family was like before Rosy ruled the roost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-8589330999555160865?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/8589330999555160865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-rosy.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/8589330999555160865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/8589330999555160865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-rosy.html' title='Rosy&apos;s Gotcha Day!'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YC1q8qdIrxI/TrTMGop5gZI/AAAAAAAACRg/545QP0A_pDw/s72-c/Rosy%2Bbasket0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-9092806164618198261</id><published>2011-11-05T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T05:00:10.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bury the rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jZr2krBGras/TrNzS8yABFI/AAAAAAAACRU/8BvMN7fVA2s/s1600/IMG_0688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671003125180269650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jZr2krBGras/TrNzS8yABFI/AAAAAAAACRU/8BvMN7fVA2s/s400/IMG_0688.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I went to the beach the other day there were no dogs to play with. There was one dog there named Koa, but he had no interest in swimming. He was too busy digging holes in the sand. He must have dug a dozen holes (some washed away). I asked Koa what he was doing. He said he needed to find the perfect hole to bury his rock. Then he went back to digging. I guess to each his own. (but dont ya think that's a bit weird?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-9092806164618198261?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/9092806164618198261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/bury-rock.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/9092806164618198261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/9092806164618198261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/bury-rock.html' title='Bury the rock'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jZr2krBGras/TrNzS8yABFI/AAAAAAAACRU/8BvMN7fVA2s/s72-c/IMG_0688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917728734653200258.post-1826362284118325598</id><published>2011-11-04T05:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T05:00:14.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Double</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VrI71q-k96w/TqTbaicQNFI/AAAAAAAACQk/_FvHDNaRwtY/s1600/IMG_2823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666895480107316306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VrI71q-k96w/TqTbaicQNFI/AAAAAAAACQk/_FvHDNaRwtY/s400/IMG_2823.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day Mom came home with an InNOut bag ! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! And then there they were - two &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DoubleDoubles&lt;/span&gt;- one for me and one for Rosy (as an aside, I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; quite get why Rosy gets the same amount as me although she is only about 15% of my size). Anyway, for those of you that have never had an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;InNOut&lt;/span&gt; burger - imagine the most perfect double cheese burger ever. I heard someone say I should try &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FiveGuys&lt;/span&gt; . So we are trying those soon! Stay tuned for the taste test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917728734653200258-1826362284118325598?l=lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/feeds/1826362284118325598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/double-double.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1826362284118325598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917728734653200258/posts/default/1826362284118325598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovealwaysbear.blogspot.com/2011/11/double-double.html' title='Double Double'/><author><name>Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472997612854474016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltRfOO0zVHo/S3jmEmpBIHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/A3cVxOBq1lY/S220/IMG_3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VrI71q-k96w/TqTbaicQNFI/AAAAAAAACQk/_FvHDNaRwtY/s72-c/IMG_2823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
