tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96320972009-08-19T07:56:49.700-07:00I decided to start this blog to document the joys of dog ownership from day in to day out. It all started when we decided to get 2 puppies to add to our new home. These are our boys... <center> <img height="125" src="http://www.geocities.com/kaygee_22/dandestack2.jpg" width="117" /> </center>kiminoreply@blogger.comBlogger1014125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-68025069477417040332007-03-02T14:32:00.000-08:002007-05-20T15:05:42.693-07:00He says it all over his face & in his smile.<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce8187997be49b00000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce8187998be46b00000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce81879cc5a4bf00000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-6802506947741704033?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-25785204944684751042007-03-01T14:26:00.000-08:002007-05-20T15:05:23.547-07:00Duke getting a <a href="http://dogisms.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html" target="new">better position</a> in order to bark at the neighbors relaxing in their <em>own</em> backyard. What a pest!<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce81879b90e47100000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce81879868252000000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-2578520494468475104?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-506784182980715822007-02-28T14:23:00.000-08:002007-05-20T15:05:11.075-07:00Duke in the line-up...perfect position.<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce81879afea48700000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-50678418298071582?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-22051959621857226682007-02-27T14:20:00.000-08:002007-05-20T15:04:53.861-07:00Duke took Eddie's cushion for the nite, so Eddie had to find a way to still have a piece of his own to rest his head on.<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce81878173e49f00000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-2205195962185722668?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-24009282014255519032007-02-26T14:14:00.000-08:002007-05-20T15:04:42.671-07:00Eddie can!<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce818784c6258000000046108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-2400928201425551903?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-71683888739374095972007-02-25T14:16:00.000-08:002007-05-20T15:04:26.930-07:00Just sit down and eat lunch in our backyard!<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce81878dd5e43f00000046108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce81878205254000000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce818782cea4bb00000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce81878148659400000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-7168388873937409597?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-78986929116533185052007-02-24T10:54:00.000-08:002007-05-20T15:04:09.047-07:00This time it was Eddie who spotted me first. Maybe he's getting tired of being constantly stalked for his picture. The downside of being a superstar celebrity.<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce81878609254e00000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce81878750e4bf00000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce8187870965d600000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce81878406254000000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-7898692911653318505?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-30903002802251768222007-02-23T10:51:00.000-08:002007-05-20T15:03:39.771-07:00Not something I would expect to see poolside. Looks like someone was snoring a little too loud last nite.<br /><center><br /><img height="355" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce818788c8258800000035108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="238" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-3090300280225176822?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-33786275911410662512007-02-22T10:51:00.000-08:002007-05-20T15:01:54.628-07:00A color that looks good on them! Eddie doesn't mind it, but Duke doesn't seem to fancy that color. Probably a bit too girly for him.<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce8186749384d100000046108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce81878a5f251e00000046108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-3378627591141066251?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-27795140875100846632007-02-21T10:51:00.000-08:002007-05-20T15:01:43.531-07:00For another bath. Eddie's lookin' a bit dirty under the collar.<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce8186724a840b00000036108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-2779514087510084663?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-61001502645942935742007-02-20T10:51:00.000-08:002007-05-20T15:01:12.650-07:00This is what happens when fire truck or police sirens go by our house. Eddie likes to "sing along" to the sound by boo'ing until the noise is gone. Check out how excited Duke is to have such an unexpected surprise performance!<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc35b3127cce81c7ae79bc3f00000036108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc35b3127cce81c7ae11bc5700000036108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-6100150264594293574?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-86994193432860951732007-02-19T10:50:00.000-08:002007-05-20T14:58:31.911-07:00He wasn't there when I was making my breakfast. But a split second later, this is what I saw that made my heart skip a 1/2 of a beat. Kinda cute that he's waiting for me to say "Good Morning", but soooo very creepy at times.<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce81867fb0c46f00000036108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-8699419343286095173?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-78979456493500717862007-02-18T10:50:00.000-08:002007-05-20T14:58:17.663-07:00Eddie's reaction to being at the wrong place at the wrong time. Duke's tail can be a painful weapon if you're not in the safe zone.<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc35b3127cce81c7a9d6fc0b00000046108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-7897945649350071786?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-14024357252062662322007-02-17T10:50:00.000-08:002007-05-20T14:57:49.098-07:00They always catch me in the act. Even if I only open the curtains a teeny tiny bit. First it was Duke who found me out, but I guess Eddie's radar was on and he somehow knew what was going on even from inside his house! They're good!<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce81867e26846100000036108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce81867cfc058a00000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce81867d8fc45100000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce81867224846500000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-1402435725206266232?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-72072139408653902862007-02-16T10:49:00.000-08:002007-05-20T14:57:36.997-07:00A big yawn, a silly smirk & his winter coat slowly saying goodbye.<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc35b3127cce81c7aaea3d9e00000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc35b3127cce81c7aabbbcff00000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc35b3127cce81c7ab0a7de600000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-7207213940865390286?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-61836011833898699652007-02-15T10:47:00.000-08:002007-05-20T14:57:18.604-07:00What Duke does in order to bark at the neighbors over the fence. Hopefully V's roof design can hold up to the constant 60 lb dog jumping on it daily.<br /><center><br /><img height="355" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc05b3127cce81867f4145ae00000035108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="238" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-6183601183389869965?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-24689554189127020562007-02-14T14:25:00.000-08:002007-05-20T14:57:01.683-07:00Eddie's winter coat was so thick on his neck that you could see the stress cracks.<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc35b3127cce81c7aab7bcf300000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc35b3127cce81c7aade3daa00000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-2468955418912702056?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-65572828445999242312007-02-13T14:23:00.000-08:002007-05-20T14:56:40.695-07:00They like to pose this way sometimes. For no reason at all.<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc32b3127cce81c7951936e600000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-6557282844599924231?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-199366888125691112007-02-12T13:56:00.000-08:002007-05-20T14:14:09.805-07:00I don't think Duke looked to happy when he found out I was taking pictures of him during his "bonding moment" with his lovely squeaky ball.<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc32b3127cce81c797a8365600000036108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-19936688812569111?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-1637770869927784602007-02-11T14:03:00.000-08:002007-05-20T14:13:51.063-07:00When Eddie scratches his ear with his hind leg, then sniffs it after to inspect what he found! Ew! He's the <a href="http://www.luminomagazine.com/2004.10/spotlight/nerds/boogert.html" target="new">Booger</a> of the dog world.<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc32b3127cce81c7aa60761800000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc32b3127cce81c7aa7ff73700000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-163777086992778460?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-22804860088396703452007-02-10T11:56:00.000-08:002007-05-20T14:13:34.297-07:00Did I forget to mention that there is no time restriction for this sport, too? According to Duke's rules, daylight or not, it's always "Game on!"<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc35b3127cce81c7abfe7d1200000036108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-2280486008839670345?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-65294852399205076122007-02-09T11:51:00.000-08:002007-05-20T14:13:13.078-07:00Duke is back to playing his favorite game...1 player, 1 ball. And I have to mention that it's winter and the water is freezing! There is no off season for this sport in Duke's world.<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc32b3127cce81c79540b78f00000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc32b3127cce81c797d6362800000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc32b3127cce81c79435765200000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-6529485239920507612?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-30311713505928825802007-02-08T11:47:00.000-08:002007-05-20T14:12:53.484-07:00Eddie likes to ham it up for the camera when he's in the right mood. But he does have the weirdest, sloppy and most awkward positions he poses in.<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc35b3127cce81c7a5237dc800000066108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="300" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc35b3127cce81c7a50cfcd700000045108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="200" /><img height="300" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc35b3127cce81c7a5037de800000035108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="200" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-3031171350592882580?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-32392362698633591152007-02-07T11:39:00.000-08:002007-05-20T14:12:46.754-07:00Every time I make the boys sit, they automatically think they're getting a treat for doing so. And when they don't get anything, they get so antsy that it's hard for them to stay still. Nevermind the fact that Eddie has a form of doggie A.D.D.<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc32b3127cce81c79663f73500000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc35b3127cce81c7a572fca900000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-3239236269863359115?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9632097.post-58564677917181933612007-02-06T11:36:00.000-08:002007-05-20T14:11:52.049-07:00I see you! Duke's teeth showing thru his tennis ball, jaw chattering craziness.<br /><center><br /><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc32b3127cce81c79052f70700000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /></center><center><img height="267" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7dc32b3127cce81c79048f71d00000026108AbsWLNi2aNX" width="400" /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9632097-5856467791718193361?l=dogisms.blogspot.com'/></div>kiminoreply@blogger.com0