<?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-33119846</id><updated>2011-10-10T10:33:04.811-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Macie-Malechai</title><subtitle type='html'>Our "Mom" decided that we needed a page of our own. What good is a page if you can't eat it we ask?! Oh &amp; yes we know she's not really our Mom, try &amp; tell her that though.......</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-3591798419950463515</id><published>2011-08-31T17:39:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T18:13:56.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're baaaaaaack........</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haroooooo! We can't believe we've not wooooded anypup in almost 2 years, you know, in dog years that's like 14, wossers! So many adventures have come &amp;amp; gone since then we wouldn't even know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;The human kids that live in the basement (we're not allowed down ther, it's also where the dreaded cats dwell) brought home a dog 2 July's ago, we're not sure what he is, our Mom calls him a wrinkleheaded wigglebutt, but we have no idea what breed that could possibly be. He's OK, sometimes we like to attack him just to make sure he knows who the boss is, mostly infront of the humans, we kinda like to show him up, he is the littlest &amp;amp; newest to the pack after all. We've heard mention that he's some kind of a pitbull mix but we've sniffed him high &amp;amp; low &amp;amp; haven't found not one horn or hole on him so we think the humans are silly, he's just a dog. Mom said he thinks he's a Husky the way he likes to stay out in the snow with us, but we are possitive he's NOTHING like us.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647143885479519602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7aifev4RB6Y/Tl6vcamGpXI/AAAAAAAAA2A/snHVXyCbE94/s320/DSCN0304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There he is, sometimes we tell him he's part Beagle &amp;amp; sometimes Mom tell's him he's part pig cause he makes weird grunting noises. Like we said he's OK, someone smaller than us that we can boss around &amp;amp; blame stuff on. Oh poopsycles, Mom says she has work to do so we have to give her back the computer. We will Woooo again very soon. Take Care Everypup &amp;amp; Chicken for all! M &amp;amp; M&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. - Malechai here, Roo have you forgotten me, I've not forgotten you, woooowoooooo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3J-S_DLh7Y/Tl6xwrb9_lI/AAAAAAAAA2I/z3pWYkZt6vQ/s1600/DSCN1060_0093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647146432621051474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3J-S_DLh7Y/Tl6xwrb9_lI/AAAAAAAAA2I/z3pWYkZt6vQ/s320/DSCN1060_0093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-3591798419950463515?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/3591798419950463515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=3591798419950463515&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/3591798419950463515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/3591798419950463515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2011/08/were-baaaaaaack.html' title='We&apos;re baaaaaaack........'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7aifev4RB6Y/Tl6vcamGpXI/AAAAAAAAA2A/snHVXyCbE94/s72-c/DSCN0304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-6473616813735113709</id><published>2008-03-28T16:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T14:02:50.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haroooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;everypup&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Malechai&lt;/span&gt; here to bring you a special message, see these black dots down here, these are Geese, they come to our river by the hundreds. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182899424137350610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/R-1bkOpIjdI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/5LyO4p7dF6Y/s320/100_2044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The river is directly across from our house (it's where I like to go when ever I'm able to "escape"). The message I would like to share is, DO NOT CHASE GEESE INTO THE RIVER! They may look like they'd be fun to catch but just let me tell you from experience, it will NEVER happen!&lt;br /&gt;Let me back up just a tad. This last summer, Mom was half awake when we were getting ready for our morning walk &amp;amp; didn't have a very good hold on my leash, me being the "Thrill Seeker" that I am, seized the moment &amp;amp; made a break for the half shut screen door. Before she knew what was happening, I had broke free &amp;amp; was on the move. I went straight for the river. I could hear Mom &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Macie&lt;/span&gt; calling for me but I knew this was my big chance at getting one of these dang geese that drive me crazy with all their honking &amp;amp; splashing. So of course I ignored Mom's frantic shrieking &amp;amp; headed into the river after them, bad plan! She figured out real quick from all the geese screams where I was, yep, in the river swimming for all I was worth after a whole flock of them. I was so close to getting them I could taste the feathers, then I realized how far away I was from the shore, way out past that last line of geese you can see in this picture. Now the panic set in, I turned around to start swimming back to the bank &amp;amp; suddenly got really tired. So tired all I could to was smack at the water, my short little life was flashing before me. Next thing I know, my Mom was grabbing me around my tummy &amp;amp; dragging me through the water to the shore. Cats was I tired! I thought I was headed to the Rainbow Bridge for sure. Moral of the story, Geese are wicked evil &amp;amp; all dogs should stay away from them! One of Mom's hunter friends told her that that's what Geese do is lure things out in the water far enough until they drowned, I can contest to that being a fact now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, here are a few pictures of me &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Macie&lt;/span&gt; this winter in the snow.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182899475676958194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/R-1bnOpIjfI/AAAAAAAAAlg/BcSZHvo9K0g/s320/100_2071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Macie&lt;/span&gt; made me post this one of her with snow on her nose. We don't get the official "Snow Noses" like some of you Huskies so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Macie&lt;/span&gt; thought she'd make herself one, she's so silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/R-1blupIjeI/AAAAAAAAAlY/S_YE_P5wSvQ/s1600-h/100_2070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182899449907154402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/R-1blupIjeI/AAAAAAAAAlY/S_YE_P5wSvQ/s320/100_2070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am looking all handsome &amp;amp; fluffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/R-1bsupIjgI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Neof52Xhd4E/s1600-h/100_2064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182899570166238722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/R-1bsupIjgI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Neof52Xhd4E/s320/100_2064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, that's it for now. Next time we'll have to share some pictures of our newest friend, Manny.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;everypup&lt;/span&gt; remember, Geese are NOT chicken &amp;amp; they ARE EVIL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-6473616813735113709?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/6473616813735113709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=6473616813735113709&amp;isPopup=true' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/6473616813735113709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/6473616813735113709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2008/03/haroooo-everypup-gg-malechai-here-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/R-1bkOpIjdI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/5LyO4p7dF6Y/s72-c/100_2044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-9105169462223725922</id><published>2008-03-27T15:55:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T16:52:41.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SuperPet Saga</title><content type='html'>Harooo everypup &amp;amp; GG! We left off with wanting to woo to you all about our terrible experience at SuperPets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there we were, minding our own business trying to help our Mom find us a new dog food (Nutro has discontinued our lamb &amp;amp; rice for large breed dogs), she was talking with one of the people that work there when up comes this lady with her Malamute. We all sniff each other &amp;amp; say our harooos (he was quite handsome!) our Mom is telling the lady how pretty her dog is &amp;amp; asks if he's still a puppy(he was very "short" for his breed). Note: the mean lady will be represented by purple &amp;amp; our Mom in green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"No he's 18 months, but is EXACTLY breed standard"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I just always assumed that Malamutes were taller".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Well what are those supposed to be?!"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Meaning us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"They are Siberian Huskies".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I don't think so, not that one at least.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(pointing at Malechai) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyone that knows anything about dogs can tell that's not a full blooded Husky, they don't get that big"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"I beg to differ with you, according to his papers, he's full blooded, he's just larger than breed standard"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Papers don't mean anything &amp;amp; if you paid anything for him, you paid too much! That one&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(pointing at Macie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; is a Husky but there's no way this one is."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"That's funny since they're brother &amp;amp; sister!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There's no way these are litter mates!"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(come on now, you all have seen us, we're almost twins)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182526681105599922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/R-wIjupIjbI/AAAAAAAAAlA/F-fcZFUTZCA/s320/Macie%26Malechai6weeks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;At this point, even us dogs can tell things are about to get ugly. Truly, our lady is NOT a trouble maker, but was ready to teach this human some manners. Thank dog the man that worked there stepped in &amp;amp; asked that other lady(if you can call her that) to leave (there were other words exchanged but we don't think they should be repeated). Upon doing so, our Mom offered to go out in the parking lot, kick her mean, you know what, &amp;amp; take her dog, (we would've liked that, as we said he was very handsome). If a human is that mean to other humans, we can only imagine that her dog doesn't get treated right either, plus when she stormed out, she yanked him around so fast that he flipped over. Of course Mom didn't lower herself to that level, all though, if we were the biting kind, we woulda bit her right in her caboose on her way out, stupid, stupid, mean human!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182522454857780610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/R-wEtupIjYI/AAAAAAAAAko/d-8ps0GoCO8/s320/4269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;So there you have it, according to the "know it all" at SuperPets, Malechai is a mutt &amp;amp; we are not brother &amp;amp; sister. Not that it would matter to our Mom if all this was true, it was just the nerve of that woman, first she butted into our Mom's conversation with the employee &amp;amp; then basically tried to pick a fight with us. We just don't get some humans. Well, there's our story for the afternoon, can you pups believe it, geesh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Until next time, watch out for stupid, Husky hatin' humans, there out there ya know......M&amp;amp;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-9105169462223725922?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/9105169462223725922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=9105169462223725922&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/9105169462223725922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/9105169462223725922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2008/03/superpet-saga.html' title='SuperPet Saga'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/R-wIjupIjbI/AAAAAAAAAlA/F-fcZFUTZCA/s72-c/Macie%26Malechai6weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-3518900198582577706</id><published>2008-02-12T17:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T16:35:01.392-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long time no woo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everypup&lt;/span&gt;! We've started to post several times but we're starting to think our Mom has that A.D.D. thingy, she just can't seem to stay on the task at paw. Most times she lets us start &amp;amp; then decides we have to get off so she can upload more pictures of us, which then turns into her spending hours editing them, next thing you know, &lt;em&gt;we've&lt;/em&gt; lost interest. We just can't believe we haven't wooded since August, so much has happened we really don't even know where to begin. First the human wanted to know if someone can tell us how to post videos (ya, cause another distraction is truly what she needs). Also, have you pups noticed that not one of those pictures has been posted here, see it's all a bunch of hooey, she lures us off with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;temptation&lt;/span&gt; of adding pictures of us (we do like to see ourselves) and then doesn't even do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everypup&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; their humans are all well! We are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;woorific&lt;/span&gt; over this way. Spring is springing around here, which is good we guess, we would rather there be snow all year round, but she won't move us to Alaska like we've wooed for her to. We just wish it didn't mean summer was coming, it gets so hot here that we have to stay inside all the time in the air conditioning. The good news is that it usually means 2 walks a day since it's not dark when she gets home, so we're all good with that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, she's starting to get distracted again, so we're going to go ahead &amp;amp; post this one before she throws us off. We promise we'll get get some new photos of our full grown fluffiness soon, you all probably don't even remember what we look like it's been so long. We'll also have to share our experience at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SuperPets&lt;/span&gt; with a REALLY mean lady the next time, we thought our lady was gonna punch her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;! M&amp;amp;M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Notice the date this was started was in February, it's actuall March 25th today, see what we mean, geesh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-3518900198582577706?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/3518900198582577706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=3518900198582577706&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/3518900198582577706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/3518900198582577706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2008/02/long-time-no-woo-everypup-weve-started.html' title=''/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-1334133925915548513</id><published>2007-08-29T18:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T16:51:55.828-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Humans Are So Stupid!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haroooo&lt;/span&gt; every pup &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;GirlGirl&lt;/span&gt;, long time no woo!!!!!! We know, we know, tell the lady, it's ALL her fault! speaking of which, back to our post title...in our lives there are some humans that we are just not too thrilled with right now (OK actually they're in the ladies life but they directly affect us).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First up is the lady's Dad, he's really the reason for this rant of ours. A few weeks ago (we'll just go ahead and call her Mom it takes less time to type) "Mom" went to visit her Dad down in the Ozarks, we of course, did not get to go, but after hearing what he had to say about us, we're glad we didn't go! He told our Mom that we were &lt;em&gt;those kind of dogs&lt;/em&gt;, of the wolf breed that is, and that we were very intimidating to others. He went on to say that it's not "normal" the way we play, that eventually we will hurt each other very badly. If all this wasn't enough, the idiot went on to say that one of us would eventually rip our Mom's face off when she's in the middle of "breaking us up". The horror of the very thought we say! We would NEVER hurt our Mom, we love her more than anything in the world (even chicken).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103873470381362738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RtSZ4TyfDjI/AAAAAAAAAkg/5ldDe3WQO3I/s400/happybunny.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We thought this Happy Bunny kind of summed it up for him. That's just crazy, we are not even from the wolf family. So Mom was quick to get on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;upon&lt;/span&gt; her return &amp; printed off lots of information about our breed, highlighted the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;controversial&lt;/span&gt; points &amp;amp; mailed it on to her Dad, we'll be curious to see the outcome. Mom said she doesn't really care if he ever comes back to our house if that's how he feels about us! Sure he plays all nice to our face but now we see how it really is! See if he gets any of our sweet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;woooos&lt;/span&gt; next time he comes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Moving right along to the lady down the street(our little friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Maggies&lt;/span&gt; Mom), whom we used to like a lot, until this happened, she banned us from her backyard! Can you believe it?! All because they have this wonderful pond that we like to lay in. OK, so we tend to mess the filter up a little when we get in, but is that any reason to ban us, we think NOT! For almost a year now, on our morning walk, we stop down at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Maggies&lt;/span&gt; house cause her yard is even bigger than ours &amp; all fenced in. Well, after running like crazy for a few minutes we like to cool off in their nice big fish pond. So Monday we went to go back in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Maggies&lt;/span&gt; yard &amp;amp; out comes her Mom saying that we can go back there but we can't get in the pond anymore. Our Mom has &lt;em&gt;tried&lt;/em&gt; to keep us out of it, but come on, we are Huskies ya know, so we tend to ignore her when she tells us to get out. Now all we get to do is stand in the tiny front yard, on our leashes &amp; try to play, it really doesn't work very well as we're sure you pups can imagine.   Today we didn't even go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Maggies&lt;/span&gt;, our Mom took us down to the river instead cause it's just so hot here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Lastly&lt;/span&gt; is our Mom's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;PaPa&lt;/span&gt;, again, we &lt;em&gt;used &lt;/em&gt;to like him a lot, but our parents are going to visit him over Labor Day &amp; come to find out, we're not welcome. What is the deal here, we're starting to see a pattern, apparently these humans don't know superior dogs when they meet them. We even told our Mom we would go &amp;amp; just stay in the basement, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;nooooooo&lt;/span&gt;, CATS we say! We can't figure out why she would want to go somewhere that we're not wanted, but as we said in the beginning, some humans are so stupid!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The only good part about this weekend is that our &lt;strong&gt;true&lt;/strong&gt; human friends, Beth &amp; her boy Bobby, are going to come &amp;amp; stay with us. We sure love us some Bobby, he runs &amp; giggles &amp;amp; we chase &amp; maul him (in a fun way, not a face ripping off sort of way). He's the biped that we've posted pictures of putting him in our crate before. So it won't be all bad. Plus Beth knows how to cook our meals for us like Mom does &amp;amp; we heard her tell our Mom that she was going to stop at our favorite doggy bakery before she comes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;woohoooo&lt;/span&gt;, Mom who?! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Haroooo&lt;/span&gt;, just kidding, we'll miss her but at least we won't have to go to one of those dog jail places while they're gone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, we better run for now, woo at you all later, M&amp;amp;M&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-1334133925915548513?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/1334133925915548513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=1334133925915548513&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/1334133925915548513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/1334133925915548513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/08/humans-are-so-stupid.html' title='Humans Are So Stupid!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RtSZ4TyfDjI/AAAAAAAAAkg/5ldDe3WQO3I/s72-c/happybunny.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-3616448664714539270</id><published>2007-08-27T16:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T16:40:28.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>M&amp;M's Very Angry Mom!</title><content type='html'>I just want to start this with an excerpt from Newsweek who is questioning the NAACP:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"But this is the same media scrutiny that all celebrities get. Paris Hilton was skewered by the media during her court proceedings. Do you think Vick is being treated differently because he's black?&lt;/strong&gt;I think part of it is his celebrity status, but I think it's racially influenced as well. Obviously celebrities are scrutinized, but he has attracted scrutiny prior to this case for no other reason than because of his "thuggish" image. That persona may have turned some people off, and when people see that they assume you've done something wrong. He's definitely getting attention because of his celebrity, but in terms of people's judgment of his guilt, that's essentially racial profiling. He's been completely vilified. I haven't heard one commentator come to Vick's defense, even to play devil's advocate".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this type of media is what really drives me to the brink of insanity! This case sooo doesn't have anything to do with the fact that the man is black. It has to do with him being a very sick individual. The NAACP is always so quick to jump on "racial profiling" instead of just taking things the way they are, he's sick! A White, Mexican, Chinese or any other race of people would get the same public outcry that Vick is receiving for such cruel acts. It's almost like their way of trying to detour us from the case at hand by making it a racial thing. Bottom line is the man tortures what should be pets for pleasure. It may disturb me more that he says he didn't take any money for the wins &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"In his written plea filed last week, Vick admitted helping kill six to eight pit bulls and supplying money for gambling on the fights. He said he did not personally place any bets or share in any winnings."(&lt;/span&gt;which we all know is a lie) so that would mean he did this out of pure sickness. Note he admits to helping to kill 6 to 8 of these animals. Now he wants to apologize, I'll bet he does, given he's looking at not only the end of his career but up to 6 years in federal prison. I'd apologize too! I really believe this is Vick just showing his true colors, he was a thug before coming to football &amp; now he's just a thug with lots of money. The NAACP makes a point to bring up his "thuggish image", hey walks like a duck talks like a duck, I say. People who are not thugs don't make a point to represent themselves as such.&lt;br /&gt;I am an advocate of animals, they're kind of like small children, very innocent &amp;amp; unable to protect themselves, they look to us to be their caregivers, not to fight them to the death, or torture them when they don't win! I hope you all will join me in praying for Vick to get the maximum sentence out of all of this. He should be an used as an example for all the dogfighters out there, a lot of our children looked up to this man as a professional athlete &amp; he needs to be held accountable for his actions. At least, maybe then, not all of those poor animals will have died in vain, if there can be some sort of retribution towards even one of the villains in this very sick sport!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pups will return with happier thoughts soon, I have to admit, I've become a little obsessed with this all. To the point of bad dreams &amp; the whole 9 yards. My mind just can't process how some humans can be so very sick, the things that are done to these animals are truly unthinkable in a "normal" mind.  I've started another blog elsewhere to get these issues out but just had to post my thoughts here as well knowing the outrage that you all must be feeling too. I've always kept this blog a very happy &amp; positive place so I won't continue to rant here about this, I just hope that justice will be served upon this man as well as all the others out there like him. Thanks for listening! M&amp;amp;M's Mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-3616448664714539270?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/3616448664714539270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=3616448664714539270&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/3616448664714539270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/3616448664714539270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/08/m-very-angry-mom.html' title='M&amp;M&apos;s Very Angry Mom!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-895668262840183110</id><published>2007-07-02T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T23:10:12.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag and Q&amp;A with M&amp;M</title><content type='html'>We've been tagged by Dave over at the A04, the way it works is, we have to tell 7 things about ourselves. I'm going to go ahead &amp; take this as Malechai will take forever &amp;amp; tell untrue things about me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. We love to "Fight Club", we would do it all day long if the humans would let us. It freaks people out that don't know much about our breed &amp; our "playing" habits. We find this very funny, geesh, we're just playing!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082723983445416242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rol2iJSfWTI/AAAAAAAAAjI/nu21xKhs0Jc/s320/fightclub.0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2. We like all other non-aggressive dogs, even the little bitty ones! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082786526759180610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RomvapSfWUI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/u4lUz8t9K7U/s320/100_1512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;3. Malechai is very rude!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082789065084852578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RomxuZSfWWI/AAAAAAAAAjg/55__8WTH_BA/s320/100_0640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;4. Sit is our only "trick" &amp; we pretty much only do it for food.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082790289150531954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Romy1pSfWXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/FKKfrSg4V30/s320/000_0254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;5.We DO NOT like our crates, we think they are far better suited for putting bipeds in!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082790963460397442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Romzc5SfWYI/AAAAAAAAAjw/rKdMNTa6MIQ/s320/000_0390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;6.We live with 5 stupid cats, (kind of anywoo, we've banished them to the basement).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082791727964576146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rom0JZSfWZI/AAAAAAAAAj4/hg1H0B3GgHQ/s320/100_1077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;7.We LOVE SNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082792904785615266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rom1N5SfWaI/AAAAAAAAAkA/E0a4c65sJ54/s320/100_0841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So there ya have it, now we would like to tag, Lucy, GirlGirl &amp; Sitka. OK, moving right on to the questionnaire &amp;amp; then you'll have gotten all the M&amp;M you could possibly stand for one post, haroooo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We hope you enjoy getting to know us better!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Your age? 1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Your age when you came to live with your people? 8 Weeks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. What color collar are you wearing right now? None, our stupid lady hasn't put them back on us yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Who is your favorite person other than the people you live with? Bobby, he runs &amp;amp; makes this funny squeaking noise that we like to attack him over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. How much do you weigh?Macie, 59 &amp; Malechai, 67 (we're NOT fat, we're just "Big Boned")&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Most expensive thing you ever chewed up? The wall!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Do you like other dogs? Oh yes, VERY MUCH!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Who is your best non-human friend? Maggie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. Squeaky toys or tennis balls?Squeaky toys, we don't do balls, we're Huskies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. Do you like to be brushed? NO!!!! Stupid Furminator........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. Peanut Butter or Cheese? Yes please!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. Do your people cut your toenails? Nope, we only allow Dr. Turner to give us our pedicures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. Any formal education?&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Does flunking out of beginner class count?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. Couch Potato or Energizer Bunny? Both, we love to lay on the couch with our people (just so we can hog it) but we get a good case of the zoomies too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. Five nicknames people call you?Macie:Doodles, Doodlebutt, Witchypoo, Baby Girl, Thing 1 Malechai:Moose, Loverboy, Baby Boy, Lumpy, Thing 2 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16.What's your best trick? Macie:Yoga, Malechai:Couch Balancing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. Do you like kitties? What's that, did you say lunch?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. What did you have for breakfast? 2 eggs, cottage cheese &amp;amp; berries&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. Can you hunt and have you ever killed anything? Only the critters that are dumb enough to come in our yard and yes, we ripped a rabbit in half playing tug with it, we killed a baby possum last week (human man thought it was a rat) &amp; we've takin' down a few birds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. When was the last time you went to the Vet? 2 weeks ago for our shots &amp;amp; pedicure&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21. Where do you sleep at night? Next to our lady on our mats in front of fans (she sleeps on a giant mat on the floor, she so wants to be one of us, it's a little creepy really). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;22. Do you like to swim? Yes, in our pool or in the river, we're not fussy &amp; when we go to Maggie's house we get to go in her fish pond.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;23. Can you make puppies? No, thanks to our stupid humans!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;24. Your favorite place to visit? Detweiller Park, there's lots of trail to hike on there, it's really cool in the winter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25. Do you give kisses? Sure, when we feel like it, Macie mostly &amp;amp; only to be annoying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;26. Can you potty on command? No&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-895668262840183110?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/895668262840183110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=895668262840183110&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/895668262840183110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/895668262840183110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/07/tag-and-q-with-m.html' title='Tag and Q&amp;A with M&amp;M'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rol2iJSfWTI/AAAAAAAAAjI/nu21xKhs0Jc/s72-c/fightclub.0' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-5565719817489402558</id><published>2007-07-02T16:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T17:07:12.644-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alaska</title><content type='html'>Wooowoooo everypup &amp; GirlGirl, just a quick posting for now, we were going to post about frozen treats &amp;amp; Macies destruction of our ladies stuffed husky but we've just received some photos that are far more worthy of our posting time today. These are from our humans friend Beth (whom we've wooed about lots), well actually her Mom, anywoooo, recently Beth's Dad went to Alaska &amp; made a special point to go check out Susan Butcher's (God rest her soul) place &amp;amp; her dogs &amp; took pictures to bring back for us, wooooooooo, thanks Jim! So here goes, we'll start with Susan's place...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082704093451868386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RolkcZSfWOI/AAAAAAAAAig/bWr0l934Jlw/s320/Iditaron+Dogs2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082703861523634386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RolkO5SfWNI/AAAAAAAAAiY/VxbWiLkzTZo/s320/Iditaron+Dogs1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082703599530629314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rolj_pSfWMI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/A0TdoL5lCkk/s320/Iditaron+Dogs.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We don't know who the human is in the picture, but it wasn't about her anywooo, so we guess that's OK. Pretty cool place (but where's all the snow, that human has on a tank top!). Next are some really cool scenery pictures we want to share also, we're wooing pretty hard at our lady to take us to Alaska, she'd go tomorrow but the man doesn't seem overly excited about the idea (we told him we'd fight off any polar bears that came our way (we Huskies can do that ya know)).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082705399121926386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RolloZSfWPI/AAAAAAAAAio/FVJCN3TwmXw/s320/alaska.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't this look refreshing, that would be our kind of vacation!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082705613870291202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Roll05SfWQI/AAAAAAAAAiw/2LhmgVMdv8I/s320/alaska3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;See the seals in this one, here get a closer look....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082705850093492498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RolmCpSfWRI/AAAAAAAAAi4/RaqNM3hgU-Q/s320/seals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pretty cool, eh?! Then lastly, check these big dudes out, they should hook these up &amp; let them pull us Huskies through the iditarod, haroooo!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082707933152631074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Roln75SfWSI/AAAAAAAAAjA/oLyURRXdFss/s320/alaska1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, hope you all enjoyed our "show &amp; tell", we sure did!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Face Licks, M&amp;amp;M&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-5565719817489402558?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/5565719817489402558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=5565719817489402558&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/5565719817489402558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/5565719817489402558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/07/alaska.html' title='Alaska'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RolkcZSfWOI/AAAAAAAAAig/bWr0l934Jlw/s72-c/Iditaron+Dogs2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-3467545574925340179</id><published>2007-06-27T08:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T21:56:34.664-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shhhhhh, Be Vewy Vewy Quiet We're Hunting Wabbits</title><content type='html'>Harooo everypup &amp; GirlGirl!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RoG1jJSfWGI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pctHu_694ys/s1600-h/100_1481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080541470044149858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RoG1jJSfWGI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pctHu_694ys/s320/100_1481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today on our walk, we got to go back in the woods. We don't get to do this everyday, it just depends on if the lady gets up early enough. We like it in the woods , you just never know what you might get a chance to drag her down the trail over. Specially when we get her up REAL early &amp; her eyes are barely open, then she's not nearly as coordinated &amp;amp; easily pulled. Enough about the human though, we were pretty sure we smelt a "wabbit" so we had to check a little closer.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080540078474745922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RoG0SJSfWEI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/S7LAJpsAFBw/s320/100_1480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Is it, could it be? Gotta look a little closer....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080540507971475538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RoG0rJSfWFI/AAAAAAAAAhY/ckl0CiKySME/s320/100_1483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;No, nadda, nothin'! Not even a cricket (those are always fun to chase). So back home we headed. On the way we did see this funny critter, can you see him? Yep, it's a duck, right in the middle of someones yard. We thought this was kinda funny, it's not even on the river side, just out taking a stroll, so we said harooo &amp; kept on going.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080542960397801586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RoG255SfWHI/AAAAAAAAAho/riATYBErV2U/s320/100_1485.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Then a little further down the lane are the dogs we've wooed about before, they're the ones that don't seem too friendly, they make us whine &amp; carry on. They don't say haroo in a nice way so we've never gotten to officially meet them. The poor things are always in this little yard or in the house, we don't think their humans have been trained right as we never see them going for walkies. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080718044739623074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RoJWJJSfWKI/AAAAAAAAAiA/lPAMF724Nxw/s320/100_1488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Last we wanted to show you all the present we got from our friend Maggie's humans (well they gave to our human) for dog watching her a few weeks ago, wasn't that nice?! It kinda looks like us, our lady said even when we were first born we probably weren't this small, woowoo! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080718517186025650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RoJWkpSfWLI/AAAAAAAAAiI/gA7yThOM_hw/s320/100_1640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Well that's all for now puppers, the lady has to get ready to go to that stupid work place again. Have a wonderful day &amp; stay cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Face Licks, M&amp;amp;M&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-3467545574925340179?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/3467545574925340179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=3467545574925340179&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/3467545574925340179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/3467545574925340179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/06/shhhhhh-be-vewy-vewy-quiet-were-hunting.html' title='Shhhhhh, Be Vewy Vewy Quiet We&apos;re Hunting Wabbits'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RoG1jJSfWGI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pctHu_694ys/s72-c/100_1481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-9072239786843135022</id><published>2007-06-14T07:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T21:56:57.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, In The Park........Feels Like the 4th of July</title><content type='html'>Haroo everypup &amp; GirlGirl! We just have a minute before the lady boots us off but we wanted to post some pictures of last Saturday. We got to dogsit our friend Maggie for the whole day! Check her out, we love this dog!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075896481815912946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RnE09PtK4fI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Ki5ognPN3-s/s320/100_1510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075896490405847554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RnE09vtK4gI/AAAAAAAAAf4/nb27wYz-Z3o/s320/100_1499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075896503290749458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RnE0-ftK4hI/AAAAAAAAAgA/WaxECi51DDU/s320/100_1516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was hot but we all stayed cool in our pool!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075897336514404898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RnE1u_tK4iI/AAAAAAAAAgI/hW5sR1VqhoI/s320/100_1521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075897349399306802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RnE1vvtK4jI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/I4iw71yboRw/s320/100_1522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We even shared our big bones with her (they're as bis as her, harooooooo!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075897353694274114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RnE1v_tK4kI/AAAAAAAAAgY/I2thEmn82mk/s320/100_1534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075897357989241426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RnE1wPtK4lI/AAAAAAAAAgg/HoiCGuAa1x4/s320/100_1533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Well, kinda, then Macie relized "Keep Away" was more fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course all good things come to an end, then our lady had to finish a perfect day with the evil furminator. Don't we look thrilled?!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075898663659299474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RnE28PtK4pI/AAAAAAAAAhA/2X8BQdDojB0/s320/100_1543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075898650774397554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RnE27ftK4nI/AAAAAAAAAgw/4ad6gmAd-p8/s320/100_1540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075898646479430242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RnE27PtK4mI/AAAAAAAAAgo/e4eQuDkLaw0/s320/100_1539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075898659364332162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RnE27_tK4oI/AAAAAAAAAg4/twJk2f8dh44/s320/100_1541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This was just the pile from the right side of Macie's butt, we wanted to show you all the fur she "ripped" out of us, but we like to try &amp; eat it (hey, it's ours) so she had to pick it up as she went. Needless to say, that purple shirt of hers was a bewootiful shade of white when all was said &amp;amp; done. Gotta run for now, have a great day all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Face Licks, M&amp;M&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075899737401123490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RnE36vtK4qI/AAAAAAAAAhI/S1uqUSrISbI/s320/100_1542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-9072239786843135022?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/9072239786843135022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=9072239786843135022&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/9072239786843135022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/9072239786843135022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/06/staurday-in-parkfeels-like-4th-of-july.html' title='Saturday, In The Park........Feels Like the 4th of July'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RnE09PtK4fI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Ki5ognPN3-s/s72-c/100_1510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-2736811850082694824</id><published>2007-06-08T16:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T17:34:57.231-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it RooRoo or Is It Memorex......</title><content type='html'>I think I look alot like RooRoo, what do you pups think? You would think this would make Malechai nicer to me as he LOOOOOVES RooRoo, but it does not. Can you all see the likeness or is it just wishful thinking on my part?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RmnAUvtK4aI/AAAAAAAAAfI/1jO9WD_zigI/s1600-h/macie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073797917845414306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RmnAUvtK4aI/AAAAAAAAAfI/1jO9WD_zigI/s320/macie2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RmnAe_tK4bI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/InRg-vy51Kw/s1600-h/rooroo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073798093939073458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RmnAe_tK4bI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/InRg-vy51Kw/s320/rooroo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RmnAn_tK4cI/AAAAAAAAAfY/6hRfXcALQ6g/s1600-h/macie5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RmnCn_tK4dI/AAAAAAAAAfg/yIs3EUyCfA8/s1600-h/rooroo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Face Licks, Macie&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RmnKlvtK4eI/AAAAAAAAAfo/LtpkM5zUaGE/s1600-h/rooroo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-2736811850082694824?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/2736811850082694824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=2736811850082694824&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/2736811850082694824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/2736811850082694824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/06/is-it-rooroo-or-is-it-memorex.html' title='Is it RooRoo or Is It Memorex......'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RmnAUvtK4aI/AAAAAAAAAfI/1jO9WD_zigI/s72-c/macie2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-4006941955123485421</id><published>2007-06-05T08:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T08:53:47.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The M&amp;M Woo In</title><content type='html'>Since we've been gone so long, we want to catch up on a few things. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First off, the lady finally got one of those stupid furminators last month. Now if that thing isn't straight from hell, we don't know what is. We bet cats designed it. We're not much for the brushing thing anyway. Yes, we know it makes us all fluffy but we still hate it. It removed BAGS of our fur, that's just not right! The lady pretty much has to lay on top us us to get us to cooperate, which makes the whole brushing ordeal even longer &amp; we wooo like we're being killed the entire time. You should see her though, when all is said &amp;amp; done, she kinda looks like a human in a Sibe disguise, pretty funny in that regard. Takes her another hour to get all the fur of herself, see, another reason she shouldn't do that to us.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072561023098741042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RmVbX_tK4TI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/HKXzG_XQMmg/s200/100_1462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, it's HOT! Hey lady, you have &lt;em&gt;Siberian Huskies &lt;/em&gt;and we promise it's not hot or humid there, turn on the flippin' air! Really, she acts like giving us a fan will compensate for the lack of air conditioning, NOT! We keep hearing her &amp; the man saying about how it's only going to be in the low to mid 80's, try that with 2 fur coats on &amp;amp; see how well you all do! At the very least, let us in the big pool, she keeps saying the water is &lt;em&gt;only &lt;/em&gt;72, sounds like heaven to us. Apparently she has to be able to get in the pool with us &amp; won't do so until around 75ish, close enough we say, let's do it!!! She won't even let us get in the river anymore. We had a lot of rain a few weeks ago &amp;amp; she heard that the sewers were overflowing into the river with human poo, GROSS! So, ya, we'll pass on the river thing too.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072561272206844226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RmVbmftK4UI/AAAAAAAAAeY/XYWWrf-E09U/s320/100_1465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a more positive note, we have a new friend, her name is Maggie &amp; she's a Jack Russell, kinda confusing, is her name Maggie or Jack, geesh! Anywoo, we get to go into her yard &amp;amp; play sometimes when we're on our walk &amp; she's out. That is one fearless little dog! She is only 1 month younger than us so she likes to play A LOT! And she's really smart too, as soon as she sees us she runs right to us &amp;amp; then drops to her back in a subservient manner. We play very nice with her cause she's so small, but we don't think she knows she's small so we don't tell her. This weekend when we stopped by her house, we were all running the yard &amp; Macie fell right into Maggie's humans fish pond, harooooo, you shoulda seen the look of suprise on Macie's face as she went down, it was great! And the humans there are very nice too, they didn't even get mad, they just made sure Macie was OK &amp;amp; then laughed a lot. Our lady was pretty imbarassed though. Here's a couple pictures of the 3 of us in action, it was hard to clear ones as we were all VERY excited.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072561963696578898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RmVcOvtK4VI/AAAAAAAAAeg/FlcQ1vT-3LA/s320/100_1496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072561967991546210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RmVcO_tK4WI/AAAAAAAAAeo/ZyKZCuI_8Y8/s320/100_1498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072561976581480818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RmVcPftK4XI/AAAAAAAAAew/isDzTA-U7VA/s320/100_1495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Well, we better run for now, it's time to demand the air conditioner again, we're going to have to resort to the claw, wooing isn't getting through to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snowy Thoughts To All, M&amp;amp;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-4006941955123485421?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/4006941955123485421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=4006941955123485421&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/4006941955123485421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/4006941955123485421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/06/m-woo-in.html' title='The M&amp;M Woo In'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RmVbX_tK4TI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/HKXzG_XQMmg/s72-c/100_1462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-6844357742974423949</id><published>2007-05-23T17:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T22:27:28.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Harooooo, remember us?!</title><content type='html'>Woo, it's been ALONG time (April 11th to be exact) since we've wooded. First off we wanted to say how sorry we are to hear about fufu's passing over the bridge! We've been trying to catch up on everypups blogs &amp; got the news. How very sad! At least now Bibi won't be lonely! We've also had more death in our family, the lady's Aunt passed this month &amp;amp; her Uncles dog passed this week, very sad times AGAIN! And our humans put some new fish in one of our tanks &amp; ALL the fished died within days, soooooo.....lets' move right on to happier things.&lt;br /&gt;Since the weather has been so much nicer we've gotten to take the humans on LOTS of walks. We even remembered the camera for one of them, we went back to Detweiller Park (we've wooed about it before) and here's a couple shots.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069792571506361554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RluFe52NBNI/AAAAAAAAAc4/dkHNaaZH2ME/s320/park.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Those are tulips behind us, they were really pretty until we got this last frost, it kinda killed off alot of the flowers around here. Our lilac that we love the smell of so much, didn't get one flower. They were tasty too!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069792970938320098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RluF2J2NBOI/AAAAAAAAAdA/eCXeGx7GRdE/s320/100_1303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here's Malechai walking the man, he does a great job with the human, he's got him trained really well now!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069796608775619826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RluJJ52NBPI/AAAAAAAAAdI/eMDg6iWfOQw/s320/100_1306.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is us checking for those sickada bug things that are supposed to be coming out of the ground anytime now. We don't know why everyone making such a big deal over a sick bug but we don't seem to have any.We hear the lady say that's OK with her, she's not much for crunchy bugs &amp; especially ones that can fly!&lt;br /&gt;She's been crazy planting all kinds of flowers (as if she needed more) and wooing about all the ones that made it through the frost. We don't care, she won't let us eat any of them, and she doesn't plant anything in our yard for us. We'll show you some of our favorites anyway.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RluKpp2NBQI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/7CAPOP1W0CQ/s1600-h/100_1430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069798253748094210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RluKpp2NBQI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/7CAPOP1W0CQ/s320/100_1430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RluLC52NBSI/AAAAAAAAAdg/_-i2l2LqFzI/s1600-h/100_1373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069798687539791138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RluLC52NBSI/AAAAAAAAAdg/_-i2l2LqFzI/s320/100_1373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069799421979198818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RluLtp2NBWI/AAAAAAAAAeA/B3wpKMauwnY/s200/100_1438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069799400504362290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RluLsZ2NBTI/AAAAAAAAAdo/fHfWjUXECTk/s200/100_1351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069799417684231506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RluLtZ2NBVI/AAAAAAAAAd4/p3dnUmJ2yuI/s200/100_1380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069799409094296898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RluLs52NBUI/AAAAAAAAAdw/8arZZi2o_6M/s200/100_1354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069800500015990130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RluMsZ2NBXI/AAAAAAAAAeI/smtdxCum1ZE/s200/100_1359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;These are just a few that we like alot.&lt;br /&gt;Well, we're going to run &amp; go read more of everypups blogs &amp;amp; try to catch up some more. Hopefully it won't be so long between blogs, the lady is outside all the time now though so we can't promise anything. Woo at you all soon, Macie &amp;amp; Malechai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-6844357742974423949?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/6844357742974423949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=6844357742974423949&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/6844357742974423949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/6844357742974423949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/05/harooooo-remember-us.html' title='Harooooo, remember us?!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RluFe52NBNI/AAAAAAAAAc4/dkHNaaZH2ME/s72-c/park.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-4907031076165249502</id><published>2007-04-11T22:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T22:16:26.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Is This Marcie &amp; What Has She Done With My Sister?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rhqi57yWTmI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/USy5j0FOTyY/s1600-h/maciesevenweek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051529048234544738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rhqi57yWTmI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/USy5j0FOTyY/s400/maciesevenweek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haroooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;everypup&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fufu&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Malechai&lt;/span&gt; here. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;All though&lt;/span&gt; it's against my better judgement, I went ahead &amp;amp; posted this picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Macie&lt;/span&gt; at 5 weeks old, just because I feel it shows how truly evil she was from the very get go. Look at her, all ready to attack, she's thought she was the s**t from the beginning, it's no wonder I've had such a hard time dominating her! I think that today I have finally been victorious however. We just got word from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Raisa&lt;/span&gt; in our comments that we are being featured this month on the Husky Ring, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wooowoooo&lt;/span&gt;. Now for the funny part, they spelled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Macie's&lt;/span&gt; name, MARCIE, again &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;woowoooooo&lt;/span&gt;! I think it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;woolarious&lt;/span&gt;, of course she's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pouting&lt;/span&gt; &amp; doesn't want to blog right now, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wha&lt;/span&gt; I say, that's what she gets, if this doesn't show her (in writing if I might add) that I am superior to her (after all, mine is the hardest to spell &amp;amp; it's spelled correctly) I don't know what else would. I am a little confused though, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Raisa&lt;/span&gt; said we would be the April feature &amp; it still shows Steve &amp;amp; Kat, that's OK with me though, I love looking at those little pups!&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;anywoo&lt;/span&gt;, wanna see the Easter card I got for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Macie&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052355749606781186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rh2SySY28QI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Nm9MQMcL9Xc/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;I thought it was funny! She didn't find the humor in it, I tried to find one about stinky paws (Her paws are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;stiiiinky&lt;/span&gt;!) But I figured this one pretty much covered everything, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Haroooooo&lt;/span&gt;! Our Mom got us a GREAT Easter present, check these out, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;gianormous&lt;/span&gt; femur bones straight from the butcher.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052357291500040466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rh2UMCY28RI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Yl_v6mozJSk/s400/100_1273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052358094658924834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rh2U6yY28SI/AAAAAAAAAco/pUOBVRsc1T4/s400/100_1277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Dog, they were tasty! We only got to have them while being "supervised" though, have one little tiff with your stupid sister &amp; then you have to be watched all the time, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sheesh&lt;/span&gt;! Do I look like a Dog who has anything other than that bone on my mind, come on now. Oh, gotta go, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Macie's&lt;/span&gt; going outside &amp;amp; I gotta make sure she doesn't get my spot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woo at you pups later, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Malechai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-4907031076165249502?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/4907031076165249502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=4907031076165249502&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/4907031076165249502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/4907031076165249502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/04/who-is-this-marcie-what-has-she-done.html' title='Who Is This Marcie &amp; What Has She Done With My Sister?!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rhqi57yWTmI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/USy5j0FOTyY/s72-c/maciesevenweek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-5852785762172018277</id><published>2007-03-28T17:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T11:20:53.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aggression?!</title><content type='html'>Hi everypup, me Malechai here. It seems in the last month that I have been changing. It doesn't take much to "set me off" anymore. It used to be that I would take Macie's "crap" all day long, not so much anymore. We just turned a year old this month so I'm not sure if that's part of what's going on or not. For instance, last week we got into it over, I don't even know what &amp; the next thing I know, the lady is ripping us apart &amp;amp; I have a big chunk missing out of the back of my right front leg &amp; I had bit a hole all the way thru Macie's ear &amp;amp; gave her a bloody eye. Again, I don't even know why we got into it, there was no toy or anything around to fight over. It really freaked our lady out though. We have always played rough, we call it fightclub, but we have NEVER drawn blood on one another. Then, just yesterday, we were out in the yard helping the lady scoop poop &amp; there were a couple of bones out there that we had been working on, I had gotten up &amp;amp; left mine to go help so Macie went over to see if I left anything tasty on it &amp; boy did I tear into her again. So of course, here comes the lady, rips us apart again &amp;amp; this time I actually tried to bite her when she went to take the bones away, not smart on my part. As you all can imagine, I got in trouble AGAIN. I really didn't mean to snap at the lady, Macie was still sitting there eyeballin' my bone though, what was a boy to do?! So I'm just wondering if any of you older male dogs can tell me whats happening? Is this like a "coming of age" thing, are we now going to try &amp; establish dominance? I also WILL NOT tolerate Macie trying to hump me anymore, it used to be kinda funny, now, not so much. Since we are the only ones of our kind around here, we really don't know what to expect as we get older, hopefully this is just a "phase", I don't like getting in trouble all the time but I like Macie trying to be the boss of me even less! Any thoughts &amp;amp; words of wisdom from our older "pack members" would sure be appreciated! Meanwhile, I'm going to go lay down &amp;amp; work on my self control (per the ladies request).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-5852785762172018277?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/5852785762172018277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=5852785762172018277&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/5852785762172018277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/5852785762172018277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/03/aggression.html' title='Aggression?!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-4094830985229299397</id><published>2007-03-25T17:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T19:25:24.022-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tide Is High...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rgbvs45BmXI/AAAAAAAAAbM/SFCXXd8h9iQ/s1600-h/100_1148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045983986980067698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rgbvs45BmXI/AAAAAAAAAbM/SFCXXd8h9iQ/s320/100_1148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rgbu_o5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAa0/3M8SHcTGtUE/s1600-h/100_1248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045983209590987074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rgbu_o5BmUI/AAAAAAAAAa0/3M8SHcTGtUE/s320/100_1248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rgbva45BmWI/AAAAAAAAAbE/i4vSihdELis/s1600-h/100_1153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045983677742422370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rgbva45BmWI/AAAAAAAAAbE/i4vSihdELis/s320/100_1153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgbvKo5BmVI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ec1zt7yXdus/s1600-h/100_1249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045983398569548114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgbvKo5BmVI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ec1zt7yXdus/s320/100_1249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the river, she's a risin'! We thought we'd do a little before &amp; after, the lady is always so gungho for snow &amp;amp; she seems to forget that we live on a river that rises as the snow melts. (Sorry about the Blondie song, it's stuck in your head now isn't it, it is in ours, thanks to the stupid lady!) The rising river won't have any direct effect on us unless it gets above 28', then our basement takes on water &amp; everything has to be put up on blocks &amp;amp; the carpet rolled up...The long &amp; the short of it is that the evil cat nation would have to be brought upstairs, THIS WOULD NOT BE GOOD! We would either get stuck outside all the time or have to stay in the kitchen as we just can't help but chase them. If they wouldn't run like idiots, it wouldn't spark that prey drive thingy in us &amp;amp; all would be good. But noooooo, they have to act like paranoid skitso all the time! How it is that we're the ones that get punished for their disorders is completely beyond us!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045988062904031618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgbzaI5BmYI/AAAAAAAAAbU/AyZ4sjQfoyU/s320/100_1235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to squeakier things. So we saw that alot of you have these "cuz" toys, so of course, we clawed &amp; wooded at the lady until she got us some. We have to say we're a little disappointed, it's a ball with feet but a ball just the same. And what are balls for, yes that's right, fetch. And what don't Huskies do? You got it, fetch, see where we're going with this. The funny part is that the lady isn't overly impressed with us not caring so much for them.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgbuTo5BmTI/AAAAAAAAAas/iNo15kpEEzE/s1600-h/100_1253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045982453676742962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgbuTo5BmTI/AAAAAAAAAas/iNo15kpEEzE/s320/100_1253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rgbt945BmSI/AAAAAAAAAak/ojBxy1g3P6g/s1600-h/100_1265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045982080014588194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rgbt945BmSI/AAAAAAAAAak/ojBxy1g3P6g/s320/100_1265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if she wants to continue to squeak them &amp;amp; throw them, we'll gladly pounce after them, but how many times do you think &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; wanted to "retrieve", ya, that game got old for her real quick.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgbtmY5BmRI/AAAAAAAAAac/hiab6k7qYkI/s1600-h/100_1256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045981676287662354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgbtmY5BmRI/AAAAAAAAAac/hiab6k7qYkI/s320/100_1256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It did end up clearing up &amp; being a very nice day today though so we got to go for a nice long walk, that was great! The grass is getting green &amp;amp; there were all kinds of new spring smells (not to mention all the mud puddles that we got to splash around in!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rgb5KY5BmZI/AAAAAAAAAbc/RMmo5ZTgDq0/s1600-h/100_1181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045994389390858642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rgb5KY5BmZI/AAAAAAAAAbc/RMmo5ZTgDq0/s320/100_1181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rgb5i45BmaI/AAAAAAAAAbk/YCImHVL3jP8/s1600-h/100_1270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045994810297653666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rgb5i45BmaI/AAAAAAAAAbk/YCImHVL3jP8/s320/100_1270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We better run for now, we want to go back outside before it rains again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll woo again soon, M&amp;amp;M &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-4094830985229299397?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/4094830985229299397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=4094830985229299397&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/4094830985229299397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/4094830985229299397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/03/tide-is-high.html' title='The Tide Is High...'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rgbvs45BmXI/AAAAAAAAAbM/SFCXXd8h9iQ/s72-c/100_1148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-5695488252898423051</id><published>2007-03-24T11:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T12:24:33.529-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Of These Things Is Not Like The Other...</title><content type='html'>Haroo every pup &amp; fufu! Some of you have been posting about your "parts" so we thought we'd post some parts of another sort, dinosaur parts (or better the lack of). Can you find all the differences between the two (it's like that game they post in the comics sometimes)?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045522039780237538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgVLkBeBYOI/AAAAAAAAAZU/xAMZlNZ-fnM/s320/100_1246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045522233053765874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgVLvReBYPI/AAAAAAAAAZc/wKa0DJSE__c/s320/100_1243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Need a little closer look?!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045522701205201154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgVMKheBYQI/AAAAAAAAAZk/PczjirJaFBk/s400/100_1226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgVMYxeBYRI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Cynd3suJGSk/s1600-h/100_1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045522946018337042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgVMYxeBYRI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Cynd3suJGSk/s200/100_1241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgVMsBeBYTI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Nr9ithed6ZA/s1600-h/100_1244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045523276730818866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgVMsBeBYTI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Nr9ithed6ZA/s200/100_1244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgVMiBeBYSI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/_OEdnxctYAg/s1600-h/100_1242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045523104932127010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgVMiBeBYSI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/_OEdnxctYAg/s200/100_1242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgVM9ReBYUI/AAAAAAAAAaE/D6X4ZSNSmuY/s1600-h/100_1245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045523573083562306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgVM9ReBYUI/AAAAAAAAAaE/D6X4ZSNSmuY/s200/100_1245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what they &lt;em&gt;used&lt;/em&gt; to look like: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045526235963285858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgVPYReBYWI/AAAAAAAAAaU/YaYnUw0Acs0/s320/100_1137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We think we've done a pretty good job keeping them intact, for the most part.  So today the lady performed surgery on our critters for us, they've been in isolation for weeks due to their various injuries (missing wings, tails &amp; holes in the head). And it's rainy &amp;amp; yucky out so she decided it would be a good day to fix us something to do. Other than things like this...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045525016192573778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgVORReBYVI/AAAAAAAAAaM/NntRrHOg2zI/s400/100_0821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yep, these be the ladies glasses, what's left of them anyway, we got a little bored yesterday while she was in the shower &amp; well, they just happened to be within paws reach, soooo.... Ya, that didn't impress her too much. Hey, she should know better than that by now, come on! Well, we're off to "rehabilitate" the newly stitched critters properly.&lt;br /&gt;Hope everypups day is drier out than ours! Macie &amp;amp; Malechai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-5695488252898423051?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/5695488252898423051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=5695488252898423051&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/5695488252898423051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/5695488252898423051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-of-these-things-is-not-like-other.html' title='One Of These Things Is Not Like The Other...'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgVLkBeBYOI/AAAAAAAAAZU/xAMZlNZ-fnM/s72-c/100_1246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-331443192546084235</id><published>2007-03-21T19:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T20:43:13.017-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAROOOOO Every Pup &amp; FuFu!</title><content type='html'>We're back, finally, geesh, we thought the lady might not ever let us blog again. Things are finally starting to seem a little more normal around here. The lady's Grandpa is back from the Hospital &amp; doing well so now she has more time for us, woowooo! She wanted us to Thank everyone for their kind wishes &amp;amp; prayers (we told her this is a great bunch of pups &amp; humans too!). So anywoo, back to us, she has already caused us to get very behind with everydog, it will take us some time to get back up to speed. But we are soooooo glad to be back, we've missed "Our Pack" terribly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we've been away (and had some much extra time on our paws) we decided to take up dancing (Tango maybe) see what you think, our moves aren't quite perfect yet but we think with a little more "dance" time we could start a new series, &lt;em&gt;Dancing With Huskies.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044538578168799394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgHNHBeBYKI/AAAAAAAAAY0/QMjvRJZEfro/s320/100_1209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                 First the approach.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044539084974940338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgHNkheBYLI/AAAAAAAAAY8/W6-_7mNcqfc/s320/100_1210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044539806529446082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgHOOheBYMI/AAAAAAAAAZE/dHdeeSQif4U/s320/100_1184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                           (This is where Malechai is &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to put me on his shoulders.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044540815846760658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgHPJReBYNI/AAAAAAAAAZM/P3pfQcGhIDY/s320/100_1182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                               Straight into the Dip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, so we need a little practice...We're not going to stay long, we want to go get caught up on all your blogs. Woo at you all soon, Macie &amp;amp; Malechai&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-331443192546084235?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/331443192546084235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=331443192546084235&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/331443192546084235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/331443192546084235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/03/harooooo-every-pup-fufu.html' title='HAROOOOO Every Pup &amp; FuFu!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RgHNHBeBYKI/AAAAAAAAAY0/QMjvRJZEfro/s72-c/100_1209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-4058805267393630942</id><published>2007-03-01T17:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T17:48:01.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Message From The Human</title><content type='html'>Sorry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Macie&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Malechai&lt;/span&gt; haven't been able to blog lately. My Grandmother (who is more like my Mother) began a very quick downward spiral a couple weeks ago(she was 84) and died last Monday. Then my Grandfather had to be taken to the VA hospital the following Monday &amp;amp; has been there since. I am both of there primary caregivers &amp; power of attorney so you can imagine the ordeals that have proceeded. And honestly, I just haven't felt like blogging or much else for that matter. It's just a very sad time at our home right now. We will be back soon as happier days are sure to come. And may I just say, love everyone in your life as if there's no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; as there just may not be. Take Care of Each Other! Until Next Time, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Macie&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Malechai's&lt;/span&gt; Lady&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-4058805267393630942?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/4058805267393630942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=4058805267393630942&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/4058805267393630942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/4058805267393630942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/03/message-from-human.html' title='A Message From The Human'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-1695404096320517281</id><published>2007-02-14T08:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T21:56:18.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eagles Have Landed!</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures of the Eagles we were wooing about. Our good friend &amp; nextdoor neighbor was kind enough to share his (he has a much better camera than our lady). These are from last Saturday.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031394150114760546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdMaUnKRl2I/AAAAAAAAAYM/fh1fCmEAeN0/s400/e7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031394296143648626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdMadHKRl3I/AAAAAAAAAYU/bazLHbzWq3c/s400/e-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031394038445610834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdMaOHKRl1I/AAAAAAAAAYE/TdIVpWRvOhU/s400/e5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pretty cool, hu?! If you look real close you can see the first one has a fish in his claw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the view from our front door this morning. WooWoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031587758650529666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdPKaHKRl4I/AAAAAAAAAYo/W1qH_WHmK-8/s320/100_1168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Valentines Day Everypup &amp; fufu!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Face Licks, M&amp;amp;M&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-1695404096320517281?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/1695404096320517281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=1695404096320517281&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/1695404096320517281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/1695404096320517281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/02/eagles-have-landed.html' title='The Eagles Have Landed!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdMaUnKRl2I/AAAAAAAAAYM/fh1fCmEAeN0/s72-c/e7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-7916730302807730955</id><published>2007-02-13T17:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T14:24:25.579-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So this is "Lake Effect Snow", Hawoooo!</title><content type='html'>Finally! We're sure we've mentioned before that we live on the river (well across the street, close enough) so we've been wondering why we haven't gotten any of this "Lake Effect Snow" that our lady keeps wooing about. Well, today it has happened, it started last night &amp; there's no sign of it stopping till late tonight, so far only 8 inches, but there's promises of around 2-4 more, from the looks of things, the weather humans may actually be telling the truth this time. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that our snow dancing has had some impact on the situation. Well, there's lots of snow to get back out in (it's very hot in the house after being out in all the glorious snow) so we'll let the lady show you some pictures while we go back out (for like the 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; million time so far, wonder how long she'll let us play this game). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;WooodyWooWooooo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031162805996328578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdJH6nKRloI/AAAAAAAAAVo/nGviJka_B8Q/s320/100_1167.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Here's our Husky Wrangler after the lady got home from work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdJNunKRlwI/AAAAAAAAAWo/43mjzcG4F00/s1600-h/100_1153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031169196907665154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdJNunKRlwI/AAAAAAAAAWo/43mjzcG4F00/s320/100_1153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdJN8nKRlxI/AAAAAAAAAWw/SNrZqiQeUxc/s1600-h/100_1154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031169437425833746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdJN8nKRlxI/AAAAAAAAAWw/SNrZqiQeUxc/s320/100_1154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the river we live on, check out all the Geese, usually there's even more &amp; lots of Eagles!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rest are really self &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;explanatory&lt;/span&gt;, Huskies &amp;amp; SNOW!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdJKa3KRlsI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-kPMrbVtz1U/s1600-h/100_1160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031165559070365378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdJKa3KRlsI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-kPMrbVtz1U/s320/100_1160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdJKanKRlrI/AAAAAAAAAWA/NPdNcWAzAgw/s1600-h/100_1159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031165554775398066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdJKanKRlrI/AAAAAAAAAWA/NPdNcWAzAgw/s320/100_1159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdJMBXKRltI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/uQsL_3bmhJo/s1600-h/000_0426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031167320006956754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdJMBXKRltI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/uQsL_3bmhJo/s320/000_0426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdJOenKRlyI/AAAAAAAAAW4/pVIsL_BgFW4/s1600-h/100_1119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031170021541386018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdJOenKRlyI/AAAAAAAAAW4/pVIsL_BgFW4/s320/100_1119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We sure hope &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;everypup&lt;/span&gt; has been getting lots of snow in their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dogparks&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdJPTnKRl0I/AAAAAAAAAXI/dZexUeYc9Rs/s1600-h/000_0431.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdJPIHKRlzI/AAAAAAAAAXA/SYJ5GGcM3rs/s1600-h/000_0433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031170734505957170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdJPIHKRlzI/AAAAAAAAAXA/SYJ5GGcM3rs/s320/000_0433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdJPTnKRl0I/AAAAAAAAAXI/dZexUeYc9Rs/s1600-h/000_0431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031170932074452802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdJPTnKRl0I/AAAAAAAAAXI/dZexUeYc9Rs/s320/000_0431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Snowfilled&lt;/span&gt; Woos, M&amp;amp;M&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-7916730302807730955?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/7916730302807730955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=7916730302807730955&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/7916730302807730955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/7916730302807730955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-this-is-lake-effect-snow-hawoooo.html' title='So this is &quot;Lake Effect Snow&quot;, Hawoooo!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RdJH6nKRloI/AAAAAAAAAVo/nGviJka_B8Q/s72-c/100_1167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-1406934513259736873</id><published>2007-02-11T21:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T20:50:53.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smells Be Gone and Treats &amp; Things</title><content type='html'>Woo everypup &amp; fufu! It was an awful day at our house today! Yes, carpet cleaning &amp;amp; bed washing day, boooooo! We thought we had done that stupid vacuum in once &amp; for all, it hasn't worked for a couple weeks (we're sure you all can imagine the amount of hair we've been "sharing") only to find out that just some of it was broke &amp;amp; our man had ordered a new part that came in on Friday. So here Malechai is trying to sneak off with new part before he could fix it.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030442192088438194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rc-4hXKRlbI/AAAAAAAAATM/VlNOCpMz2Ag/s320/100_1128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;No such luck! And as if the vacuum monster wasn't enough, the lady bought this new noisy, smelly contraption.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030442720369415618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rc-5AHKRlcI/AAAAAAAAATU/mmd9o_JL07U/s320/100_1131.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Here, get a closer look...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030442948002682322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rc-5NXKRldI/AAAAAAAAATc/yiJUu8ymqGE/s320/100_1133.JPG" border="0" /&gt; It's something called a SpotBot, whatever that is, all we know is it makes ALOT of noise! Malechai's sticking his tongue out at it, but it doesn't seem to notice, just keeps spraying smelly stuff &amp; stealing all of our "smluff" (that would be our wonderful smells &amp;amp; all of our fluff that we've placed around oh so carefully). We're sure a stupid cat had something to do with the designing of this thing! Malechai even tried to lure it away by teasing it with one of his tasty bones, still nothing!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030444940867507682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rc-7BXKRleI/AAAAAAAAATk/vExjwnTgyc4/s320/100_1134.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Then to make matters worse, it called in backup, the big carpet shampooer, so the little thing was going &amp; the big thing, &amp;amp; now ALL (and we do mean ALL) of our smluff is GONE! Gone off the couch, off the floor, bathroom/kitchen rugs, even off of our mats! It will take us weeks to get things back to smelling normal again. We didn't take any pictures of the big shampooer thingy, it was just too scary to document! Here we are after all the dramatic events of the day, on our "Downyfied" mats just trying to recoop.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030449295964345842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rc---3KRlfI/AAAAAAAAAT8/2O7H2Ors9CM/s320/100_1141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We hate to admit it, but that Downy stuff sure does make our mats soft &amp; fluffy (kinda smells like our lady too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK, enough of the cleaning horrors, some good things happened this weekend too, we'd much rather woo about them! First, on Friday night our ladies friend Beth came over (we love Beth!) This is always a great thing, she is totally dogsome, she gets down on the floor, lets us work her over &amp;amp; doesn't even woo about all the fur. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030460218066179618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rc_I6nKRliI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JLb9cNqDtWU/s320/000_0376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Oh and get a gander at what she brought us everypup, THE SARGE Bone (perfect for the AO4, harooo), we highly recommend these, they are soooo tasty &amp; stinky too, just an added bonus that the smell makes the lady "throw up in her mouth a little bit", end quote. We've pretty much annihilated them already. Thankwoooo BethABoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rc_KhHKRlkI/AAAAAAAAAUw/vrpy02VEXMA/s1600-h/the%2520sarge%2520larger%2520image%25204m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030461979002771010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rc_KhHKRlkI/AAAAAAAAAUw/vrpy02VEXMA/s320/the%2520sarge%2520larger%2520image%25204m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rc_KhXKRllI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Dw8m3_HImXM/s1600-h/100_1147.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next, (and this is just funny) our lady has been &lt;strong&gt;denied twice&lt;/strong&gt; now on Ebay bidding on that dratted FURminator thingy (the Dog Gods are with us!) Not to mention, when she went to the pet store to buy one, we sent forgetful vibes with her &amp;amp; all she remembered to buy was TREATS! Just look at them all, she does love us! Go ahead lady, clean the carpets,  if you must, so long as the tasty snacks keep coming.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030463211658384994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rc_Lo3KRlmI/AAAAAAAAAVA/tL8LHCfOTd0/s320/100_1145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We've aleady wooed about how wooderful the Healthy Choice Desserts are but we have to also give a howl out for &lt;em&gt;Old Mother Hubbard Bac-N-Cheez &lt;/em&gt;Bisquits, of course all natural &amp; Husky friendy, no nasty corn or artificial anything. Nice size too. Then there's the &lt;em&gt;WELLNESS WellBars&lt;/em&gt;, don't be scared of these puppers, they are good eatin'! The yogurt, Apple &amp;amp; Bannana one gets two paws up from us, but there are several kinds to choose from. Again, nothin' but good stuff in these either, the lady even says they smell good enough to eat (DUH lady, why do you think we agree to sit for them) we say get your own! She also brought us these dragon toys, they have squeaky spots everywhere even one in their belly's that sounds like a sick duck. Plus they have "detachable" wings &amp; tail, (although the lady would rather that we didn't).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030466802251044466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rc_O53KRlnI/AAAAAAAAAVI/-raRz8g_JAM/s320/100_1137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So really, it has been a very good weekend, overall.  Hope all you dogs had great ones! We'll have to say goodnight now, today was still rather stressfull &amp; we have lots of smluff to get laid back down . Sweet Dreams of Shampooless Things, Macie &amp;amp; Malechai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-1406934513259736873?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/1406934513259736873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=1406934513259736873&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/1406934513259736873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/1406934513259736873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/02/smells-be-gone-and-treats-things.html' title='Smells Be Gone and Treats &amp; Things'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rc-4hXKRlbI/AAAAAAAAATM/VlNOCpMz2Ag/s72-c/100_1128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-6752809307035844654</id><published>2007-02-07T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T23:12:18.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The "rundown" for Sooky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;everypup&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;fufu&lt;/span&gt;, we need to do our "Brotherly/Sisterly" thing for a minute (which is just so cool ) and give our baby sister a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pawsup&lt;/span&gt; on a few things. You all feel free to fill in whatever we forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing you need to know, the MOST important thing &amp;amp; don't ever forget this, ready...&lt;br /&gt;CATS ARE EVIL! If there are cats in your house, make sure you let them know right away, that you all are NOT gonna be "buddies". Don't harm the cats, as your humans will not be to pleased, but DO NOT trust them EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, you are a Husky, with this comes certain "expectations" shall we say. What this means is you must always do things at a "Huskies Pace", don't come just because the humans tell you to, make sure it's worth it, that there's some sort of treat involved. When you don't care for something or are not getting your way, let them know, give a good woo, loudly. Feel free to tear things up (we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; tasty tissues), especially while you're little (you get away with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; more when you're "just a puppy"), and digging is ALWAYS good, don't let 'em tell you any different. Oh &amp; you should &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;protest&lt;/span&gt; when they try to brush you &amp;amp; get more fur on them then on the brush. Demand to be let in &amp; out all the time (wait till they sit down &amp;amp; repeat). And of course, insist on &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; treats, like anything chicken (or cats, hey, we can dream!) and big fat bones, none of that celery business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll want to join HULA as soon as you've completed all of the official requirements, you can go to &lt;a href="http://www.meeshkaworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Meeska's&lt;/span&gt; blog&lt;/a&gt; for those details. We highly recommend joining the Husky Web Ring too, &lt;a href="http://diariodeumahusky.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Raisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; takes care of that. If you need any weather updates, help picking out colors, or maybe a "CAT Scan", you should check out the &lt;a href="http://www.armyoffourdigest.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;AO&lt;/span&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;. When you want to read cool stories about rescued Huskies, there are a couple great pups to check out, there's &lt;a href="http://mapaw.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;MaPaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.indyscorner.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;IndyPindy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Wanna learn how to be a show pup, go see the pups at &lt;a href="http://dazulsibes.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;D'Azuls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, become a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ninjahusky&lt;/span&gt;, you'll need &lt;a href="http://fofoworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mr.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Frodo&lt;/span&gt; K. Banks&lt;/a&gt; for that. You must go meet &lt;a href="http://worldofturbo.blogspot/"&gt;Turbo&lt;/a&gt;, he's our future president &amp;amp; very wise, he can always tell you if something is stupid or not! Ever wondered what a "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;gruffpuppy&lt;/span&gt;" is, it's &lt;a href="http://www.originalgruffpuppy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Opy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a very sweet girl in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Austrailia&lt;/span&gt; &amp; her buddy &lt;a href="http://www.gruffpuppy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chuck&lt;/a&gt; , they made Dogs With Blogs happen.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get tricked over at &lt;a href="http://scriberianhusky.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Arwen's&lt;/span&gt; Blog&lt;/a&gt; though, you never know, it could be the Evil Commander Bowie of the C(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Un&lt;/span&gt;)IA ! If for some reason you choose to be one of those "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;spazy&lt;/span&gt;" Huskies, go on over to &lt;a href="http://hollyshouse5.blogspot.com/"&gt;Holly's House&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; watch her videos of her spastic brother Sam, he's got it down paw! &lt;a href="http://altheasblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Althea &lt;/a&gt;has great woos about the dog park (we've still never been) &amp; some pretty funny ones about her brother &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Lares&lt;/span&gt;. Bet you don't know what a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hamsterrier&lt;/span&gt; is, well it's &lt;a href="http://fubearbear.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;fufu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, of course! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's lots more great dogs here too, these are the ones that we like to visit regularly &amp;amp; thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;we'd&lt;/span&gt; "introduce" you to, sorry, it's no butt sniff we know, but it's all we can do via the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;. We hope this all helps! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Alot&lt;/span&gt; of stuff you will learn as you go, like how far you should push your humans, too far &amp; you can end up in a Shelter, not far enough &amp;amp; you're really not doing your heritage justice. Anything we can help with, just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;woooooo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029018792022452194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rcqp8ktDJ-I/AAAAAAAAATA/ve8ngz4XLF8/s400/100_1126.JPG" border="0" /&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/33119846-6752809307035844654?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/6752809307035844654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=6752809307035844654&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/6752809307035844654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/6752809307035844654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/02/rundown-for-sooky.html' title='The &quot;rundown&quot; for Sooky'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rcqp8ktDJ-I/AAAAAAAAATA/ve8ngz4XLF8/s72-c/100_1126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-5082463676485139642</id><published>2007-02-06T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T22:34:08.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>EveryHusky, Please Welcome Sooky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RclD6ktDJ5I/AAAAAAAAASQ/CjhN28KlWZk/s1600-h/sookykeanie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028625132499969938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RclD6ktDJ5I/AAAAAAAAASQ/CjhN28KlWZk/s320/sookykeanie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RclD6ktDJ6I/AAAAAAAAASY/Chq3_ATYhlk/s1600-h/Sooky010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028625132499969954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RclD6ktDJ6I/AAAAAAAAASY/Chq3_ATYhlk/s320/Sooky010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are soooo excited everypup and fufu! This is our baby sister Sooky. She just joined us all so everypup please go give her a big harooo. How cool is this?! Just yesterday we were the "New Pups On The Blog" now we're a Big Brother &amp; Sister! And boy are we, by the way. Malechai just went to the vet &amp;amp; was 64lbs. at 11 months old, what a cow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-5082463676485139642?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/5082463676485139642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=5082463676485139642&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/5082463676485139642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/5082463676485139642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/02/everyhusky-please-welcome-sooky.html' title='EveryHusky, Please Welcome Sooky'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RclD6ktDJ5I/AAAAAAAAASQ/CjhN28KlWZk/s72-c/sookykeanie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-2844389821073797750</id><published>2007-02-06T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T19:47:23.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Dancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RckepktDJ3I/AAAAAAAAAR4/lIXrfUaSSvc/s1600-h/100_1107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028584158511966066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RckepktDJ3I/AAAAAAAAAR4/lIXrfUaSSvc/s400/100_1107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here ya go Holly &amp; every snowless pup (and fufu, of course). I'm getting on my best snow dance for you all! Hope it helps, you'll have to consult with Amber for any actual predictions though. I'm just the dancer.&lt;br /&gt;Snowy Vibes For All, Macie (Snow Dancer) Grey&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028586572283586434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rckg2EtDJ4I/AAAAAAAAASE/XvqIxxRzeCs/s400/100_1124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-2844389821073797750?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/2844389821073797750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=2844389821073797750&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/2844389821073797750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/2844389821073797750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/02/snow-dancing.html' title='Snow Dancing'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RckepktDJ3I/AAAAAAAAAR4/lIXrfUaSSvc/s72-c/100_1107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-781325889229223909</id><published>2007-02-06T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T19:15:02.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On Your Mark, Get Set, SNOW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028576869952464706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RckYBUtDJ0I/AAAAAAAAARQ/85dP_xr1zvE/s320/100_1114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028577286564292434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RckYZktDJ1I/AAAAAAAAARY/kn2mcwp7eWI/s320/100_1117.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028576500585277234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RckXr0tDJzI/AAAAAAAAARI/m31zpU-9Vwc/s320/100_1112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028577720355989346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RckYy0tDJ2I/AAAAAAAAARg/d45ipatKqDA/s320/100_1118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;WOOOOOWOOOO! AND our lady came home early so we could play outside before it got dark! Now this is livin', it's in the single digits &amp; there's lots of powdery, glorious SNOW! Do we &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; need to say anymore?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's good to be Husky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-781325889229223909?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/781325889229223909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=781325889229223909&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/781325889229223909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/781325889229223909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/02/on-your-mark-get-set-snow.html' title='On Your Mark, Get Set, SNOW!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RckYBUtDJ0I/AAAAAAAAARQ/85dP_xr1zvE/s72-c/100_1114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-8526415010152415083</id><published>2007-02-04T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T13:56:24.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sure We Only "Shed" Twice A Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RcYmhktDJtI/AAAAAAAAAQA/YHe5OSEH1l0/s1600-h/100_1104.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RcYmwUtDJuI/AAAAAAAAAQI/rYnyo5K-pVc/s1600-h/100_1105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027748645638973154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RcYmwUtDJuI/AAAAAAAAAQI/rYnyo5K-pVc/s320/100_1105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The coat does not need much care except during the twice a year heavy shedding season, when they have to be combed thoroughly with a metal comb."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haroooo, now this is just funny! Whatever human came up with this, obviously has never owned one of us! This is just from one of us...And we get brushed at least once a week. Not to mention, this is just what she gets from brushing us, this doesn't include all of the fur that we also are kind enough to leave around the house for them. We may only actually "blow our coats" twice a year but really that doesn't even begin to cover what we shed on a daily bases. Our lady wishes she knew some way to spin it into yarn, she said she could make some really nice "Afghans" out of it (we've tried to tell her that "Afghans" have their own fur &amp; wouldn't want ours, but whatever).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027751239799219970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RcYpHUtDJwI/AAAAAAAAAQY/tb4w5fd9cjQ/s320/100_1092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our lady has seen this device (The Furminator)on some of your blogs &amp; they just got them at our pet store, so she's thinking we need one. How do those of you that have them used on you feel about them? Does it make the humans stop torturing us any quicker? Does it really get rid of that much more fur than a shed rake &amp;amp; comb? We're all for it if it's going to make the brushing game go any quicker, cause we don't care much for it at all. Yes, it's nice to be all fluffy, but does it really have to take so long?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RcYqj0tDJyI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ulM_jZSXyZk/s1600-h/popup_prod_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027752828937119522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RcYqj0tDJyI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ulM_jZSXyZk/s320/popup_prod_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Give us a wooback everypup &amp;amp; let us know if we should destroy this thing when she brings it home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RcYqQEtDJxI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ux_YikjyhJk/s1600-h/large_b.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&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/33119846-8526415010152415083?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/8526415010152415083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=8526415010152415083&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/8526415010152415083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/8526415010152415083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/02/sure-we-only-shed-twice-year.html' title='Sure We Only &quot;Shed&quot; Twice A Year'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RcYmwUtDJuI/AAAAAAAAAQI/rYnyo5K-pVc/s72-c/100_1105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-8040051321162569943</id><published>2007-01-29T20:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T20:42:35.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025632155399467810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rb6h0YJdsyI/AAAAAAAAAPs/rTf57KVUy64/s400/TheClown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haroooo everypup! It is a glorious 19 degrees outside &amp; it's SNOWING! Our lady was really ticked Friday (you'd think &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; was the northern breed) cause it warmed up enough to melt the majority of our snow. And like we've said before, that &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; leads her into the "Global Warming Rant" that we are ALL so sick of! So we were very glad when the snow starting falling this evening. As soon as she got home from work she came out &amp;amp; we all tried to catch snowflakes on our tongues, it was lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've decided that we really like her alot, we've said before that we think she was one of us in a previous life. She proved this again yesterday. It was really cold out (for a furless human anyway) probably 18 or 19 degrees &amp; she got all of her warm clothes on &amp;amp; took us hiking! This was our firt time on a real hike &amp; we gotta tell ya, it was GREAT! We have a park that has about 6 miles of wooded, hilly trails &amp;amp; we got to go, wooowoooowoooo! Some parts were a little rough for the lady cause it was still kinda icy up in the woods, but we went nice &amp; slow for her &amp;amp; stayed right in front of her in case she fell (which she almost did but we caught her). We forgot to bring the camera in all the excitement, sorry...But we saw 2 deers (she wouldn't let us go run with them), several cardinals and a bunch of black squirrels, we didn't even know there was such a thing, all the ones by our house are red, that was pretty cool too. And the whole place still had it's snow so when we came back down out of the "mountains" we got to run around in it, what a day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now it's snowing again in our yard, it just doesn't get much better than this friends! We better run for now &amp; get back outside before it stops (we hope it NEVER stops).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snowy Woos, M&amp;amp;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-8040051321162569943?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/8040051321162569943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=8040051321162569943&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/8040051321162569943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/8040051321162569943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/01/haroooo-everypup-it-is-glorious-19.html' title=''/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rb6h0YJdsyI/AAAAAAAAAPs/rTf57KVUy64/s72-c/TheClown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-1948975214359643592</id><published>2007-01-28T12:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T13:41:26.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YUM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbzqyIJdssI/AAAAAAAAAOk/O9W6Q62Yc7Y/s1600-h/100_1051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025149431140168386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbzqyIJdssI/AAAAAAAAAOk/O9W6Q62Yc7Y/s400/100_1051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OK, so besides the fact that we are eating out of a spoon, we wanted to tell you all about these wonderfull little cans that we get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbzrNoJdswI/AAAAAAAAAPE/_F9aBgDdMfY/s1600-h/berry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025149903586571010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbzrNoJdswI/AAAAAAAAAPE/_F9aBgDdMfY/s200/berry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbzrNYJdstI/AAAAAAAAAOs/TblC2we3V_A/s1600-h/apple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025149899291603666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbzrNYJdstI/AAAAAAAAAOs/TblC2we3V_A/s200/apple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbzrNYJdsuI/AAAAAAAAAO0/tqT8qYDG1A4/s1600-h/carrot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025149899291603682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbzrNYJdsuI/AAAAAAAAAO0/tqT8qYDG1A4/s200/carrot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbzrNoJdsvI/AAAAAAAAAO8/2-WjmuaGlDM/s1600-h/pumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025149903586570994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbzrNoJdsvI/AAAAAAAAAO8/2-WjmuaGlDM/s200/pumpkin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are made by NUTRO, which is the dog food our lady feeds us also. They are THE BEST desserts ever! All natural &amp; goooooood! We like plain pumpkin too, but a dog can't have the same stuff all the time, we need a little variety. We don't get to have these everyday, of course. Again we'd rather not talk about the whole spoon thing though, you all know how silly humans are, this wasn't our idea at all, just give us the cans, but noooooo.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025151990940676882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbztHIJdsxI/AAAAAAAAAPM/z67j5kFUFbs/s400/100_1048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes we wonder if they really do know that we are dogs &amp; not "Da Babies". Oh well, we'll allow it to continue so long as means tasty treats, even off the spoon. You all really do need to claw your humans for some of these, you won't be disappointed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Face Licks, M&amp;amp;M&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-1948975214359643592?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/1948975214359643592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=1948975214359643592&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/1948975214359643592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/1948975214359643592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/01/yum.html' title='YUM!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbzqyIJdssI/AAAAAAAAAOk/O9W6Q62Yc7Y/s72-c/100_1051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-4294047596046166157</id><published>2007-01-28T12:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T13:23:14.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>C(un)IA Update</title><content type='html'>Haroooo everypup! Just wanted to give the cat update here. After reading about Bowie's episodes we have banished our cats to the basement. Here they are, down in the dungeon. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025145084633264786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rbzm1IJdspI/AAAAAAAAAN0/C1yXVF1OqWs/s400/100_1077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We really don't care if they pee on stuff down there as we don't go down there anyway. In case this doesn't prove just who rules in this house, get a gander at our cold box.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025145711698490018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbznZoJdsqI/AAAAAAAAAN8/NrN0pXXzWDQ/s400/100_1062.JPG" border="0" /&gt; All 3 sides are like that, covered in pictures of US! You won't find 1 picture of the cats up there, now what does that say?! Not only that, but there are several picture frames of us through out the house &amp; again, not 1 of any of the cats. Ha! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025147077498090162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbzopIJdsrI/AAAAAAAAAOE/T8N4lU5SSQE/s320/100_1066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And yet, they still walk around with these smug looks on their faces. Oblivious to the obvious, &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Huskies Rule &amp; Cats Drool!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rbzl7IJdsoI/AAAAAAAAANs/AfxHHup3DYg/s1600-h/pumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rbzl64JdsnI/AAAAAAAAANk/nGGFLILWJrw/s1600-h/carrot.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-4294047596046166157?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/4294047596046166157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=4294047596046166157&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/4294047596046166157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/4294047596046166157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/01/cunia-update.html' title='C(un)IA Update'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rbzm1IJdspI/AAAAAAAAAN0/C1yXVF1OqWs/s72-c/100_1077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-6481100920742619567</id><published>2007-01-25T19:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T20:50:53.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This could be very bad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As you can all see, the lady has been messin' with our page again. While we'll give her it needed to be done, you know how it usually goes when she starts doing things with it. It ends up with half our stuff missin', links not working, and or everything at the bottom of the page. So far so good. We hope no one minds that she pillaged through all of your blogs to find pictures that we wanted to put with your links (this in itself has taken her months to figure out how to do). We did get to help with the picture selections, how nice of her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywoo, while looking around for funny stuff, we came across this picture. We've never thought about cabinet reclining, usually we prefer to use it as steps, but hey, this works too.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024104650280645170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rbk0j4JdsjI/AAAAAAAAAM8/B0MmlIx2BwM/s320/birchcabinet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not that either of our "large frames" could fit in there, but it still looks cool. OK, better run for now, it's about time to claw the lady for dinner. Hope you all like the updates, we like being able to see you all with your links!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Face Licks, Macie &amp; Malechai&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-6481100920742619567?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/6481100920742619567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=6481100920742619567&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/6481100920742619567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/6481100920742619567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-could-be-very-bad.html' title='This could be very bad...'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/Rbk0j4JdsjI/AAAAAAAAAM8/B0MmlIx2BwM/s72-c/birchcabinet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-241112707921288285</id><published>2007-01-25T16:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T17:18:14.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Why own a dog? There's a danger you know,You can't own just one, for the craving will grow.There's no doubt they're addictive, wherein lies the danger.While living with lots, you'll grow poorer and stranger."-Unknown Author&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024092375264113186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbkpZYJdsiI/AAAAAAAAAMw/7JLxpm2AsM8/s400/dog22.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Know You Are a Dog Person When..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Hey, she makes us listen to her read those stupid "You know you're a Redneck when...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You have a kiddie wading pool in the yard, but no small children.&lt;br /&gt;*Lintwheels are on your shopping list every week. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*You have baby gates permanently installed at strategic places around the house, but no babies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*The trash basket is more or less permanently installed in the kitchen sink, to keep the dog out of it while you're at work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*You can't see out the passenger side of the windshield because there are nose-prints all over the inside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*You like people who like your dog. You despise people who don't. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*You talk about your dog the way other people talk about their kids. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*You put an extra blanket on the bed so your dog can be comfortable. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*You go to the pet supply store every Saturday because it's one of the very few places that lets you bring your dog inside, and your dog loves to go with you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*You and the dog come down with something like flu on the same day. Your dog sees the vet while you settle for an over-the-counter remedy from the drugstore. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Your dog is getting old and arthritic, so you go buy lumber and build her a small staircase so she can climb onto the bed by herself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*You match your furniture/carpet/clothes to your dog. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*You lecture people on responsible dog ownership every chance you get.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*You keep an extra water dish in your second-floor bedroom, in case your dog gets thirsty at night (after all, the other dish is way down on the first floor...) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Your freezer contains more dog bones than anything else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*You shovel a zigzag path in the back yard snow so your dog can reach all her favorite spots.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*You avoid vacuuming the house as long as possible because your dog is afraid of the vacuum cleaner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*You keep eating even after finding a dog hair in your pasta. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*You make popcorn just to play catch with your dog. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Your jewelry box contains no jewels ... just those fasteners from vari-kennels.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Every time you read the name Bob, you think the guy's first name is Best of Breed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Your house isn't carpeted - the fuzzy furballs under your feet are soft enough ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Your hungry hubby comes home from work, lifts the cover of the pan on the stove and says, "Is this people food or dog food?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*At your dinner parties, you always double check the butter before putting it on the table. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*You put important papers in the latest issue of your breed magazine ... you know you will find them there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*You have dog hair stuck to the tape on wrapped gifts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*You show up at the car dealers with a ruler, to measure and see if your big dog crate will fit. &lt;/p&gt;*Before the actual purchase you make the dealer cringe by insisting that you load both crates and dog into the shiny, new vehicle to make sure it works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You remove all the seats from the van except the two in the front so you have room for crates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You cringe at the price of food in the grocery store but think nothing of the cost of dog food or treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*When you get your latest roll of film and there isn't a single picture of a two-legged person in it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-241112707921288285?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/241112707921288285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=241112707921288285&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/241112707921288285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/241112707921288285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/01/why-own-dog-theres-danger-you-knowyou.html' title=''/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbkpZYJdsiI/AAAAAAAAAMw/7JLxpm2AsM8/s72-c/dog22.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-7099805397024512794</id><published>2007-01-25T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T12:07:25.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VOTE FOR TURBO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbjjdYJdsZI/AAAAAAAAALk/6nyNCGXoCjg/s1600-h/voteforturbo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024015478169645458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbjjdYJdsZI/AAAAAAAAALk/6nyNCGXoCjg/s400/voteforturbo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOOOOOOOO Tubey For President!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-7099805397024512794?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/7099805397024512794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=7099805397024512794&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/7099805397024512794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/7099805397024512794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/01/vote-for-turbo.html' title='VOTE FOR TURBO!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbjjdYJdsZI/AAAAAAAAALk/6nyNCGXoCjg/s72-c/voteforturbo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-2545297140656415619</id><published>2007-01-22T20:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T21:10:28.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;everypup&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;fufu&lt;/span&gt;! Lately there's been so much "we" blogging here and frankly, I'm rather perturbed that it hasn't been all about me! It's usually, safe to say that when it's "we" that that's when the lady is supervising our blog time &amp;amp; "we" have to "play nice". Well, folks, tonight it's all me, I've bribed the big oaf with a bone that I'd been hoarding for the last couple days. I knew he wanted it, he's been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;eyeballin&lt;/span&gt;' it non stop, so he was quick to agree to just let me blog while he eats. I'm learning very quickly that the male breed is easy to manipulate with just food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I want to start with reiterating the fact that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Malechai&lt;/span&gt; is an idiot! No really, I know that sounds harsh but let me explain. He's a klutz! Not so very "graceful" shall we say? For the last week he has hit his head in the same spot for like 3 days in a row. On the same thing all 3 times, you'd think he'd learn to go a little wider around that part of the picnic table, but no! SLAM right into it, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;geesh&lt;/span&gt;, stupid I say!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023034997265510354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbVnt4Jdr9I/AAAAAAAAAH4/iiBsBSoyOe0/s400/100_0994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So sure, &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt; I may purposely &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; run the same way (cause I know the idiots going to follow) but I really can't help my self, it makes me woo pretty hard. If you could see the look on his face, such surprise &amp; I think, how can you possibly be surprised, you just did the exact same thing 2 minutes ago, silly boy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think it's safe to say that I am the smarter of the two us! He's just such a boy. And he's totally a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;suckup&lt;/span&gt;, always getting up on the couch first, next to the lady. I try to explain to him that that's what she wants &amp;amp; he's supposed to WAIT! Don't do it when she tells you to, instead turn your back &amp; pretend you didn't hear anything. Then once she's good &amp;amp; comfortable, THEN jump up on her legs &amp; pin them down so she can't move them. I tell you, it's hard, he's just so male.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know what else he does, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;woooo&lt;/span&gt; this really annoys me, he lets her brush him! I know, I know, I've tried to explain this to him all so. No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Malechai&lt;/span&gt;, you must run away, refuse to sit once caught &amp;amp; PROTEST LOUDLY when forced to finally submit. (This usually pretty much insures that the lady will be sitting on me by this part of the game.) But no, not him, he sits &amp; lays when she tells him to &amp;amp; I actually think he likes it. Sometimes I'm pretty sure he was "adopted"!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, I am a funny girl!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023041405356716018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbVti4Jdr_I/AAAAAAAAAII/BzHMKSIzf8c/s400/100_0999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Allrighty&lt;/span&gt; then, I better go for now, he's about done with the bone, I'll have to remember to save more next time, I forgot he pretty much inhales his food. Doesn't take long. Until next time, may all your brothers be smarter than mine! Miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;MacieGrey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023039455441563618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbVrxYJdr-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/-ZRXKPbmwIQ/s400/100_0998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-2545297140656415619?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/2545297140656415619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=2545297140656415619&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/2545297140656415619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/2545297140656415619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/01/hi-everypup-fufu-lately-theres-been-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbVnt4Jdr9I/AAAAAAAAAH4/iiBsBSoyOe0/s72-c/100_0994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-407025841982703448</id><published>2007-01-21T13:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T14:12:20.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CATS!</title><content type='html'>WooooWooooWoooooo Every Husky and of course, fufu! Those stupid cats, in true cat style, took our mouse &amp; ran! See, they get to have the basement all to themselves &amp;amp; we aren't aloud to go down there, (but they are free to jump the fence &amp; come into our domain, it's really not fair), so after infiltrating our blog, they took the mouse &amp;amp; ran. Most times this happens while we are outside &amp; all we can do is watch them thru the fench doors, totally helpless to stop them from getting on &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; blog. We've wooded &amp;amp; clawed at the lady trying to tell her of the situation but all of our attempts have fell on stuffed up ears. She's been really sick now for about a week. It was kinda cool at first, she was home all day &amp; we got to be in &amp;amp; guard our computer, but then we realized that all she was going to do was lay around on the couch with a heating blanket (of all things) so we didn't even get to lay up there with her!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, we kinda got on a rant there for a minute... So we are fine, (and NOT brainwashed, Althea, we promise, it's us) we have our mouse back, and have actually cornered the leader of the cats here Sgt. CallieMarie &amp; gave her the scare of her life! Of course, the lady was soooo not impressed but hey, we tried to go through the right channels &amp;amp; then decided it was time to take matters into our own paws, things were getting WAY out of paw!!!!!! This seems to have kept them at bay, thus far. Not to mention the stupid cats across the street that our cats planned to "join forces" with have been locked up! Yep, locked up, their humans have left for about 2 weeks &amp; locked them all down before they left, woohoo! Our cats aren't feeling nearly as "bad" as they were a couple weeks ago! And now that we know that they were using the little one, they call her TalulaBelle, as bait, we don't even give her the time of day, that really seems to have squashed their plans. Try &amp;amp; say we're stupid, hardly, we are smart enough to read their stupid blog &amp; know of their devious plans, now whose the stupid ones?! So it's safe to say that our division of HULA is still safe! We again apologize for you all being subjected to those STUPID cats! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022542809741304338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbOoEyvSohI/AAAAAAAAAGw/0AuAmXYTNec/s320/100_0954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lets move right along to the good news, shall we?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STRAW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbOoeivSoiI/AAAAAAAAAG4/hW1EUBzHokA/s1600-h/100_0961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022543252122935842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbOoeivSoiI/AAAAAAAAAG4/hW1EUBzHokA/s320/100_0961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbOrUCvSojI/AAAAAAAAAHI/jF8b6eJkW84/s1600-h/100_0967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022546370269192754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbOrUCvSojI/AAAAAAAAAHI/jF8b6eJkW84/s320/100_0967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we have straw! Our lady has been "growling" at the man for the last month or so about all the mud. She did kind of have a point, we do love the dirt and all but our beautiful fluffy white fur wasn't so white anymore. We gave her the idea after reading one of D'Azuls blogs. We had forgotten that that's what our bedding was made of as tiny puppies at our "real Mom's" house. It's so great, there's all kind of smells on it &amp; it's dry &amp;amp; clean, right away we had to make a "nest" in it between our tree &amp; the fence. Thanks for the word on this great stuff everyone at D'Azuls, now can you guys tell us how to get them to leave it down all year round? We've already heard them talking that in the spring they plan to rake it all up &amp;amp; plant grass seed again (good luck with that we say). We would really prefer to just have new straw added every so often, we have a whole other section of yard that still has grass. But hey, you all know how the humans are, they'll still think they're going to do it &lt;em&gt;their way&lt;/em&gt;, they'll go &amp; waste all that money on grass &amp;amp; stuff (which takes away form our toy &amp; treat money, we're sure) &amp;amp; we will continue to have it as our race track, we'll fight with them for a few weeks until, as usual, they will give up &amp; let us have it &lt;em&gt;our way&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;This post has been an ongoing work, by the way, like we mentioned earlier the lady had been sick, so the computer hasn't been on much &amp;amp; our paws are to big to get that little button pushed in to turn it on our selves. So we've been working on it here &amp; there when she's forgotten to turn it off. We do appreciate everyones concerns for us on our last post! Should things get out of paw again over here, we'll definitely be callin' on ya Holly, Poseidon &amp;amp; Magnum, sounds like you all are skilled in the "eliminating of vermin" department! What's up with that Justin person anyway?! That was the first time he had posted on our blog, but we've read you alls comments that he's been on yours before &amp; makes our puters sick...Woowoo very much for the paws up Storm! The AO4's always looking out for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have even more good news to report, MORE SNOW! We got up this morning &amp;amp; is was white out again, finally. Screwed up our straw a little, but when it's snow, who cares!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbOz6SvSokI/AAAAAAAAAHU/xC2vw2_-8Do/s1600-h/100_0975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022555823492211266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbOz6SvSokI/AAAAAAAAAHU/xC2vw2_-8Do/s320/100_0975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbO0GyvSolI/AAAAAAAAAHc/XGxhNjitRo8/s1600-h/100_0977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022556038240576082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbO0GyvSolI/AAAAAAAAAHc/XGxhNjitRo8/s320/100_0977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022556287348679266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbO0VSvSomI/AAAAAAAAAHk/llfoZSma7YA/s400/100_0983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not as much as the last time but still plenty to roll around in &amp; eat (not the yellow stuff though). We've had a bunch of other stuff that, at first we thought was snow, until we went out on our deck &amp;amp; slid right off the stairs. This stuff was ice, not nearly as much fun &amp; harder to master walking on. Our lady hopes since all that was on the ground first, maybe the actual snow will stay longer this time. We hope so too, we don't have to hear her &amp;amp; her global warming rantings when it's cold out. We think she musta been one of us in her last life as much as she likes the cold &amp; snow! All the other humans thinks she's crazy, except Lucyloo's Mom, she likes the snow too. Speaking of snow, we're gonna go for now &amp;amp; play in it some more, we just came in to humor the lady for awhile &amp; get a few chicken treats. Hope you all got some snow too, we still haven't figured out how to package it to send to those of you that keep getting robbed, we'll keep working on it though.&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, snowy, catless woooooos! Macie &amp;amp; Malechai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-407025841982703448?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/407025841982703448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=407025841982703448&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/407025841982703448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/407025841982703448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/01/cats.html' title='CATS!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbOoEyvSohI/AAAAAAAAAGw/0AuAmXYTNec/s72-c/100_0954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-261194335878649188</id><published>2007-01-07T15:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T17:56:55.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Interupt This Program For An Important Message...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RaFYa2keVWI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Ng4nR8tzft8/s1600-h/000_0412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017388678215783778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RaFYa2keVWI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Ng4nR8tzft8/s400/000_0412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Commander Bowie &amp; Agent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ryer&lt;/span&gt;, it is with great danger that we come to you, if we are found out, it will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;certainly&lt;/span&gt; mean flying fur. We only have a minute but wanted you to know we too have been keeping an eye on this "Hula Hoop" &amp;amp; would like to join forces with the CIA, there are 5 of us here &amp; another 5 that are ready to come forward across the street. As there are only 2 Huskies in our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;immediate&lt;/span&gt; area, we are sure that with careful planning &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;precise&lt;/span&gt; timing we could secure our small part of the country &amp; rid it of the bothersome beasts! After all they are only Huskies, certainly no match for the far more superior feline! What we lack in size, we make up for in brains. Something we are sure the male Husky of our home is lacking! The female seems to be a little more cunning, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;distractable&lt;/span&gt; with the right "bait"...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RaFckWkeVXI/AAAAAAAAAGI/aAASOI86TzY/s1600-h/100_0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017393239471052146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RaFckWkeVXI/AAAAAAAAAGI/aAASOI86TzY/s200/100_0220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet "The Bait", this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;TalulaBelle&lt;/span&gt;, don't be fooled by her size, this is one fast cat! She can climb up a tree &amp; come back down it face first like a squirrel &amp;amp; with the same quickness. We often deploy her as the "bait" since the stupid Huskies have that "prey drive" thing that over rides their brains &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt;! This is all we can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;divulge&lt;/span&gt; for now as this is not a secure line we're on. We just wanted to pledge our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;allegiance&lt;/span&gt; &amp; let you know there are others out here just waiting for the right moment....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-261194335878649188?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/261194335878649188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=261194335878649188&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/261194335878649188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/261194335878649188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2007/01/we-interupt-this-program-for-important.html' title='We Interupt This Program For An Important Message...'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RaFYa2keVWI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Ng4nR8tzft8/s72-c/000_0412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-5109350991241524736</id><published>2006-12-31T17:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T18:53:12.277-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;WooWoo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Puppers&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;fufu&lt;/span&gt;! Happy New Year!!! We're going to back track a little as we haven't blogged in awhile. Lets go back to the Thursday before Christmas....We got to meet our Aunt Netta for the first time &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;woodywoowoo&lt;/span&gt; did we ever like her! She came &amp; stayed with us for a few days &amp;amp; brought us treats, check these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;mambojambo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;chewies&lt;/span&gt; she brought us.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RZhEmrotCdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/aspnC74y1eo/s1600-h/100_0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014833616416213458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RZhEmrotCdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/aspnC74y1eo/s320/100_0920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RZhEz7otCeI/AAAAAAAAAEo/aIMNO6nGtSQ/s1600-h/100_0918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014833844049480162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RZhEz7otCeI/AAAAAAAAAEo/aIMNO6nGtSQ/s320/100_0918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as if that wasn't enough she also whipped out a brand new roll of toilet paper for us, how did she know that was one of our favorite games?! We got to shred that at will, something the lady frowns on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;normally&lt;/span&gt;, but hey, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tis&lt;/span&gt; the season, right?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014834866251696626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RZhFvbotCfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/NiyPrcrh9Ks/s320/100_0923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh boy! Did we mention, we really like this lady?! But wait, something has went terribly wrong, the next day look what she did to us. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RZhGXbotCgI/AAAAAAAAAE4/fSLPTuUjFZU/s1600-h/100_0915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014835553446464002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RZhGXbotCgI/AAAAAAAAAE4/fSLPTuUjFZU/s320/100_0915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RZhGr7otChI/AAAAAAAAAFA/4R-ThB0W9v4/s1600-h/100_0928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014835905633782290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RZhGr7otChI/AAAAAAAAAFA/4R-ThB0W9v4/s320/100_0928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, she shirted us! Hey lady, what happened, we were getting along so well, what's with the clothes?! As you can all see, neither of us cared for this new game AT ALL! No one has ever tried to put clothes on us before &amp; we think it's safe to say that we won't be going out &amp;amp; purchasing any dog outfits any time soon! We've seen on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Meeshka's&lt;/span&gt; blog that some people put shirts on their dogs during storms &amp; that calms them down, we don't see how, there was NOTHING calming about this experience! Of course her &amp;amp; our lady got a good laugh, humans find the strangest things funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides the clothing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;catastrophe&lt;/span&gt;, we enjoyed our meeting of Aunt Netta &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;immensely&lt;/span&gt;! We hope we get to see her again very soon, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; she lives down in southern Missouri (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;anypup&lt;/span&gt; familiar with Bolivar, MO?) so it will probably be summer before we get to see her again. When she left, we were so sad we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt; by the door she went out the rest of the night, just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;incase&lt;/span&gt; she came back so we could be sure &amp; "greet" her again properly!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014838581398407714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RZhJHrotCiI/AAAAAAAAAFI/sNm4JJ5Up_A/s320/100_0911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This was us when we first met, we even wooed at her, she liked that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; &amp; let us climb all over her. We will miss her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, then after 2 long naps, it was Christmas morning. We got to have those red &amp;amp; green things that have been on the wall torturing us for several days! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hee&lt;/span&gt; Haw look at all this stuff. Would this be considered "Booty" pirate pups?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RZhLPbotCjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ML9HILN2-GQ/s1600-h/000_0415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014840913565649458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RZhLPbotCjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ML9HILN2-GQ/s320/000_0415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RZhLcbotCkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/t6Zq92vbsaU/s1600-h/000_0419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014841136903948866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RZhLcbotCkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/t6Zq92vbsaU/s320/000_0419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was all kinds of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;chewies&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;squeeky&lt;/span&gt; toys ( we have already "killed" one of them), it was hard to decide what to do first. That's something we are both in agreement on, we LIKED Christmas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;! We thought Thanksgiving was good but it doesn't have anything on Christmas! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry all, but the lady is making us go, they have some silly human only party to go to. What fun will that be without us?! Have a safe &amp;amp; Happy New Year all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Until Next Time, Kind Face Licks To All, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Macie&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Malechai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RZhLcbotCkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/t6Zq92vbsaU/s1600-h/000_0419.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-5109350991241524736?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/5109350991241524736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=5109350991241524736&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/5109350991241524736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/5109350991241524736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RZhEmrotCdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/aspnC74y1eo/s72-c/100_0920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-543354442492872158</id><published>2006-12-18T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T21:33:14.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmmmmm, Christmas Cookies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYdFsxvK8qI/AAAAAAAAADk/ORpUxMjqbV8/s1600-h/000_0403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010049746040713890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYdFsxvK8qI/AAAAAAAAADk/ORpUxMjqbV8/s320/000_0403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYdF5xvK8rI/AAAAAAAAADs/zgYxephMPWU/s1600-h/000_0407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010049969379013298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYdF5xvK8rI/AAAAAAAAADs/zgYxephMPWU/s320/000_0407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYdF5xvK8rI/AAAAAAAAADs/zgYxephMPWU/s1600-h/000_0407.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYdF5xvK8rI/AAAAAAAAADs/zgYxephMPWU/s1600-h/000_0407.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYdF5xvK8rI/AAAAAAAAADs/zgYxephMPWU/s1600-h/000_0407.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, every year, our Mom &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Lucyloo's&lt;/span&gt; Mom get together &amp;amp; make Christmas cookies. They spend 1 night at home baking the cookies &amp; then the next night they get together &amp;amp; decorate them all. While doing this they drink this yellow stuff that smells like dirty socks, don't ask us, we thought we were the only ones that liked socks, but whatever. Maybe you guys have seen it? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010051927884100290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYdHrxvK8sI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cetbjuPzu50/s320/000_0404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was a full bottle when they started. Lets just say by the end of the night, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;could've&lt;/span&gt; made prettier cookies! It takes them about 12 hours to get them all done &amp; they play Christmas Movies &amp;amp; Christmas Music the ENTIRE time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now ask if we got ANY of these delicious smelling sugary delights, NO! Not one single morsel. Then as if that wasn't enough, they made all kinds of chocolates &amp; candies &amp;amp; we were denied all of that too. Where's our Christmas cookies?!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010055432577413842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYdK3xvK8tI/AAAAAAAAAD8/tGrNOUNNanc/s320/100_0473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Luckily for us there's our lady's friend Beth who came over during the candy making &amp; brought us each a HUGE bone! She's a super human! We forgot all about the other stuff, wait a minute, maybe that's what they wanted us to do?! Cats! Now it's all put away in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;huskyproof&lt;/span&gt; containers, we're going to have to rethink these bone offerings in the future! Better run for now &amp;amp; see if we can drag any of those containers off the counter. Sugary Dreams ! M&amp;M&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010059517091312354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYdOlhvK8uI/AAAAAAAAAEE/NfpPQ_Mx3Rk/s320/000_0299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-543354442492872158?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/543354442492872158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=543354442492872158&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/543354442492872158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/543354442492872158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/12/mmmmmmm-christmas-cookies.html' title='Mmmmmmm, Christmas Cookies!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYdFsxvK8qI/AAAAAAAAADk/ORpUxMjqbV8/s72-c/000_0403.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-1146530239044674858</id><published>2006-12-18T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T20:49:48.579-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Christmas Tag, Oh Christmas Tag...</title><content type='html'>WooWoo everyhusky &amp; as always, fufu! We've been taged by Kat &amp;amp; Steve &amp; Kelsey &amp;amp; Smokey. For all of you that have had sugar plums dancing in your heads, here's the rules: You have to list 3 things that you do want for Christmas &amp; 3 things that you do not want for Christmas &amp;amp; then pick 5 friends to tag. We'll start with Macie (because as you all know I am the Queen (of everything that is Malechai that is)).&lt;br /&gt;3 Things That I Do Want For Christmas&lt;br /&gt;1. SNOW!&lt;br /&gt;2. More SNOW!&lt;br /&gt;3. Um, let's see, SNOW!&lt;br /&gt;3 Things That I Do Not Want For Christmas&lt;br /&gt;1.NO SNOW!&lt;br /&gt;2. Rain&lt;br /&gt;3. Anymore STUPID Cats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, now Malechai's turn, as I am the most patient, kindest, handsomest boy ever (my Mom says so).&lt;br /&gt;3 Things That I do Want For Christmas&lt;br /&gt;1. Chicken Treats&lt;br /&gt;2. A Tasty Furry Critter of some sort would be nice&lt;br /&gt;3. Oh &amp;amp; of course, SNOW, LOTS OF SNOW!&lt;br /&gt;3 Things That I Do Not Want For Christmas&lt;br /&gt;1. Celery&lt;br /&gt;2. A Bath&lt;br /&gt;3. Another Sister!&lt;br /&gt;Now we would like to tag:&lt;br /&gt;Lucyloo&lt;br /&gt;Chuck&lt;br /&gt;Opy&lt;br /&gt;Meeshka(because she &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; the tags game sooo much)&lt;br /&gt;fufu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-1146530239044674858?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/1146530239044674858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=1146530239044674858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/1146530239044674858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/1146530239044674858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-christmas-tag-oh-christmas-tag.html' title='Oh Christmas Tag, Oh Christmas Tag...'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-1586473736300103133</id><published>2006-12-14T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T07:46:22.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone, All GONE!</title><content type='html'>Well it's official, all the wonderful snow is GONE! No one told us that it melted. It's been a slow agonizing melt too, everyday when we wake up &amp; go outside, a little more has gone. We sat outside today &amp;amp; just watched it melt &amp; there was nothing we could do to stop it. The only bonus is now the ground is getting really muddy (&lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; a good thing). Our lady has also gotten rather sad, everyday mumbling about how if she wanted to have 60 degrees &amp;amp; sun in December she would live in Florida &amp; of course this leads into the "global warming" rant again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides the heat wave, we have been learning about something called Christmas. First, they brought up this big water bowl, OK we have like a gazillion water bowls but whatever. Oh, it wasn't for us come to find out. No instead they brought a tree inside &amp;amp; put it in it, very strange. But again, OK, this is kinda cool, they're bringing the outdoors in for us. No, no not for us at all! They've flipped! They put lights all over it, now why would you ruin a perfectly good tree &amp; water bowl?! Then they put all these shiny balls &amp;amp; stuff on it, of course, not for us either. What in the world is going on here? You've brought in this tree that has taken up half of our play area &amp; we can't drink out of it's bowl or play with any of the balls on it! So far, not diggin' the Christmas deal. Just look at it, it takes up way too much room!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008598525607108738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYId0oVbYII/AAAAAAAAABg/yhjQJM3yxaY/s320/100_0891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's me, Malechai trying to &lt;em&gt;squeeze&lt;/em&gt; into my spot next to the lady's chair, stupid tree!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008599131197497490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYIeX4VbYJI/AAAAAAAAABo/_GV9M40nwo8/s320/100_0906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And it keeps getting worse, the lady comes home late every night with more stuff that she keeps putting under it which takes up even more room.We did notice that last night something cool got put up for us.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008599848457035938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYIfBoVbYKI/AAAAAAAAABw/x6C0seCvmJQ/s320/100_0894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;See the red &amp; green things, they're for us &amp;amp; something in them smells yummy. Lets look a little closer...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYIfd4VbYLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/EYbWhKNLc8o/s1600-h/100_0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008600333788340402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYIfd4VbYLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/EYbWhKNLc8o/s200/100_0896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYIfxoVbYMI/AAAAAAAAACA/lBoxPKJ0_CY/s1600-h/100_0897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008600673090756802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYIfxoVbYMI/AAAAAAAAACA/lBoxPKJ0_CY/s200/100_0897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OK, so &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt; this Christmas deal won't be &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Did anypup notice that there are no stockings thingys for the stupid cats, ha, we rule!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, we saw that new pups have joined the Husky Ring, very cool, we remember being as little as them. Welcome Steve &amp; Kat! You guys sure are cute! Here I am (Macie) when I was your age and now. My markings have changed alot and I've gotten darker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYIh9oVbYNI/AAAAAAAAACI/8kozK2IKX1g/s1600-h/100_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008603078272442578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYIh9oVbYNI/AAAAAAAAACI/8kozK2IKX1g/s200/100_0288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYIkioVbYQI/AAAAAAAAACg/zxFx9Z7Pmkc/s1600-h/100_0764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008605912950857986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYIkioVbYQI/AAAAAAAAACg/zxFx9Z7Pmkc/s200/100_0764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYIjNYVbYOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/JdWkiUHU-Go/s1600-h/000_0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I (Malechai) haven't changed that much, I'm darker &amp; I've gotten ALOT bigger. At least I've finally grown into my ears, haroooooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYIlU4VbYRI/AAAAAAAAACo/qRcqcY8K_FY/s1600-h/Malechai3months.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008606776239284498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYIlU4VbYRI/AAAAAAAAACo/qRcqcY8K_FY/s200/Malechai3months.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYIm-4VbYSI/AAAAAAAAACw/yy7jPHTWtLg/s1600-h/100_0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008608597305418018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYIm-4VbYSI/AAAAAAAAACw/yy7jPHTWtLg/s200/100_0634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our humans can't wait to see what the finished "products" will be. Gorgeous like Huskies are is all we're sure of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, everyhusky &amp; fufu, we have to get to bed. It's going to be sunny tomorrow so we may as well make the best of it &amp;amp; go out &amp; dig in the mud, so we gotta rest up. Keep your paws crossed for more glorious snow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Face Licks, M&amp;amp;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-1586473736300103133?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/1586473736300103133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=1586473736300103133&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/1586473736300103133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/1586473736300103133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/12/gone-all-gone.html' title='Gone, All GONE!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RYId0oVbYII/AAAAAAAAABg/yhjQJM3yxaY/s72-c/100_0891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-5662545075256442560</id><published>2006-12-05T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T08:30:23.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;WooWOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;everyhusky&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;fufu&lt;/span&gt;! Finally the snow has come &amp;amp; in great abundance. The lady thinks we got about 13 or so inches. She loves us so much that she took us out for a walk right in the middle of the blizzard, it was GREAT! We actually got 2 walks that day (Friday) the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; time was with the man too. Here we are, the humans had to keep stopping for a break, apparently they have a hard time when the snow is up to their kneecaps, boy were they "panting"! We're actually standing in what &lt;em&gt;used&lt;/em&gt; to be the road.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005028180868768434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RXVunNuAorI/AAAAAAAAAAo/5fiXATFfWQU/s320/100_0841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;When we first got up Friday morning (at 5:00am to the lady running around &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;yellin&lt;/span&gt;' WE GOT SNOW!) we weren't so sure about all the white stuff, we wouldn't even go out, then the lady put on her boots &amp;amp; came out with us &amp; we LOVE THE SNOW! We found the deepest drifts &amp;amp; jumped right in &amp; stuck our faces in it, now we know what all the woos have been about. Here's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Macie&lt;/span&gt; begging to go back out in it.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005029280380396226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RXVvnNuAosI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QsSlU7lfJAU/s320/100_0857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Now that the "newness" has worn off, we do choose to come back in the house where it's warm. The man keeps telling the lady that she's ruined us, now we want to be house dogs. Hey buddy, you go lay out there with the wind &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;whippin&lt;/span&gt;' around, it's cold!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005030796503851730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RXVw_duAotI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lrsBPsuAjVU/s320/100_0849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see I (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Malechai&lt;/span&gt;) like it better than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Macie&lt;/span&gt;, I lay right in it. The lady says my coat is different than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Macie's&lt;/span&gt;, mine is much thicker &amp; fluffier than hers, she has a thinner more wirier coat, so she always wants to come in before me. Then I lay right in front of the fan while she curls up on the couch with the ladies afghan.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about posting the previous picture without any update, the lady was trying to post this picture to our profile &amp;amp; can't get it to work (of course). We're so sorry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ao&lt;/span&gt;4, Holly, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;MawPaw&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Fufu&lt;/span&gt; that you didn't get any of the glorious snow, we would gladly mail you some, we have plenty. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Lucyloo&lt;/span&gt;, you have your own snow we know, you just live a little ways away from us, maybe you could help us mail some out to these guys?!&lt;br /&gt;OK then we're off to start gathering the goods for you guys, we'll say some snowy prayers for all of you that got robbed!&lt;br /&gt;Snowy Woos, M&amp;M&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005034241067623138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RXV0H9uAouI/AAAAAAAAABM/2Nzu0BylT-s/s320/100_0842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-5662545075256442560?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/5662545075256442560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=5662545075256442560&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/5662545075256442560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/5662545075256442560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/12/snow.html' title='SNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RXVunNuAorI/AAAAAAAAAAo/5fiXATFfWQU/s72-c/100_0841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-5678255552913893692</id><published>2006-12-03T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T20:44:24.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RXN9bduAoqI/AAAAAAAAAAc/CHtciVlcjUQ/s1600-h/100_0860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004481521726300834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RXN9bduAoqI/AAAAAAAAAAc/CHtciVlcjUQ/s320/100_0860.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33119846-5678255552913893692?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/5678255552913893692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=5678255552913893692&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/5678255552913893692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/5678255552913893692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RXN9bduAoqI/AAAAAAAAAAc/CHtciVlcjUQ/s72-c/100_0860.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-3549930009885303611</id><published>2006-11-28T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T22:09:12.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm NOT A "Sick Perv"!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7782/4042/1600/83544/100_0829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7782/4042/400/511887/100_0829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In our hand out from "school" this week it was listing different things about a dogs &lt;em&gt;body language,&lt;/em&gt; and I'll quote, "Mounting is used for mating (duh!) &amp; also as &lt;strong&gt;displays of dominance&lt;/strong&gt;. A dog wishing to vote himself alpha (in this case &lt;em&gt;herself&lt;/em&gt;) dog will mount another dog of either sex as an &lt;strong&gt;act of self-assertion&lt;/strong&gt;." See, I'm not a "sick perv" like my lady says! I'm just showing ol' stupido whose boss. I kept trying to tell the lady that it isn't like &lt;em&gt;that, &lt;/em&gt;geesh&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;he is&lt;em&gt; my brother&lt;/em&gt; you know! Humans are so silly sometimes. I'm not really humping him here, this was just a bad ending (for Malechai) to a good round of FightClub. I'll back up a little, the lady bought some stinky plastic mats to put down where we run in at (as we refuse to stop for a towel) so I was trying to properly inspect it... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7782/4042/320/835495/100_0825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malechai just wouldn't back off, soooooo...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7782/4042/320/429669/100_0827.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I tried to tell him nicely to stop, but would he? That's a big negative! I had no choice but to get down to business &amp; remind him why, &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; am the &lt;em&gt;Alpha&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7782/4042/320/710182/100_0826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Which then takes us back to the first picture, where I have finished him off &amp; obviously I "dominate" him! WooWooWOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7782/4042/320/910091/100_0824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Now the lady's trying to get me to make up with him cause he's POUTING cause he's A BIG SISSY BOY! Notice, me being cute &amp; him being a big sad eyed weenie, he shouldn't start something he can't finish. It does stink to be him though, he just got beat up &amp;amp; mounted by a girl, now that's just funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of all this (besides to torture Malechai) is that the lady needs to stop calling me a sick perv everytime I "hump" my brother, as she has read (from her supposed human experts) for herself that I am merely reminding my brother that I "own" him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7782/4042/320/674282/100_0774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Well everyhusky &amp;amp; fufu, it's time to go hit the lady's blanket with a good dose of "stink foot".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sweet Dreams of little furry type critter things, The Queen of Everything That Is Malechai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-3549930009885303611?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/3549930009885303611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=3549930009885303611&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/3549930009885303611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/3549930009885303611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-not-sick-perv.html' title='I&apos;m NOT A &quot;Sick Perv&quot;!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-7946175140340583171</id><published>2006-11-20T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T08:53:00.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Talk About My Week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7782/4042/1600/690532/100_0573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7782/4042/400/711938/100_0573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;WooWoo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Everypupper&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Malechai&lt;/span&gt; here. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Macie&lt;/span&gt; went on &amp; on about her week (it's always about "Miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Macie&lt;/span&gt;") and didn't even mention mine, not a huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;! While my Dad was sick my Mom got to train me all week. I really enjoyed this, I don't get to train much with her, she's always with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Macie&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; I'm with my Dad. She took me out first every morning, which was all good, or so I thought, but then that meant I was the first one back in my yard, ALONE! I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of you will think I'm a huge wuss (I'm the lover of the two of us) but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Macie&lt;/span&gt; &amp; I have never been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt; a day of our lives, never, ever &amp;amp; I gotta tell you all, it was freaky! OK, there was that time when they did the terrible "fixing" thing to us, but we were doped up the whole time &amp; she was in the kennel right next to me. Anyway, something happened during all of this that I didn't even know was possible, I let out my first official &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;WOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;! Don't get me wrong, I've given little back talking woos before but never anything like this. It was the longest most sorrowful woo any husky could imagine. My Mom said it made the hairs stand up on the back of her neck when she heard it &amp;amp; she came running to see what it was, and it was ME! Of course, once I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;realized&lt;/span&gt; that I could make this beautiful sound I had to do it over &amp; over. The neighbors probably didn't care to much for my serenade at 6:30 in the morning, but I couldn't help myself. After a few days of this, it kinda lost it's appeal with Mom &amp;amp; I had to tone it down a bit, but it's a good thing for a guy to know he can do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, I had to go to a make up class for school on Saturday, cause I missed Mondays. Dad was well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt; to take me for this one. Mom came to watch without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Macie&lt;/span&gt; (didn't know if they would like her getting a "free" class or not). One of the teachers there has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of German Shepherds &amp; asked my Mom if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;she'd&lt;/span&gt; like to train one for him instead of just sitting &amp;amp; watching, I didn't care too much for that, get your own Mom! So that distracted me a little bit, my sister is one thing, but some strange girl, I had to watch &amp; make sure she didn't do anything bad to my Mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I was busy worrying about that, they pulled a fast one on me &amp;amp; started some weird "agility" stuff. Hey, I did NOT agree to running in long tubes barely big enough for me &amp; scaling the side of the wall on some little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;triangle&lt;/span&gt; looking thing, I'm not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Spiderman&lt;/span&gt; ya know! I absolutely refused to do the triangle thing with my Dad so my Mom had to come over &amp;amp; do it with me, I was SCARED &amp; I wanted my Momma, there, I said it, it's true, I'm a wuss &amp;amp; I don't care (you all know I really just wanted her to leave that other dog, right?)! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7782/4042/320/474653/100_0682.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went a little better at tonight's class, it was all the dogs that I've been going to school with &amp; the same teachers. And my sister was there so that helped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;, she went first (again, wanting it to be all about her) and I got to see exactly how it was done. She can say whatever mean stuff she wants about me (cause she's rude &amp;amp; hateful) but I lover her anyway &amp; life is just better when it's the 2 of us together! Plus, she's not scared of &lt;em&gt;anything &amp;amp; &lt;/em&gt;always has cool ideas of what games we should play! She said she has something planned for graduation but she won't tell me what it is, she says I would ruin the surprise, I would not! Oh woo, I'm sure it will be fun whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;Well, goodnight for now all &amp; sweet giant bone filled dreams! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Malechai&lt;/span&gt; (the nice one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7782/4042/400/385187/000_0337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-7946175140340583171?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/7946175140340583171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=7946175140340583171&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/7946175140340583171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/7946175140340583171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/11/lets-talk-about-my-week.html' title='Let&apos;s Talk About My Week...'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-1874528682100701720</id><published>2006-11-19T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T21:45:17.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WooWooWOOOOO! We're back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi everydogster, we're back, FINALLY! After all the issues we've been having with blogger, we've switched to the new one. Only with the helpful woos from you all, thank you so much for all your suggestions about switching!&lt;br /&gt;There's so much to catch up on. First I want to show you all my attempts at Yoga. I saw Fufu &amp; Bibi doing it on their blog &amp;amp; decided to give it a go, Husky style. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7782/4042/320/150981/100_0809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7782/4042/320/828007/100_0808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like to start with a little mild stretching, just to get good &amp; limbered up. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7782/4042/320/398348/100_0815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7782/4042/320/309843/100_0813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And then it's straight to "Downward Dog with Upward Legs". This is a lot tricker than you may think, especially if you add the twist at the hip while jutting your legs up, like I'm displaying here.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7782/4042/1600/335297/100_0814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7782/4042/320/495801/100_0814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok, that's enough, I think I may have pulled a tail or something.&lt;br /&gt;Malechai decided this was not going to be his new favorite sport so he's went back to practing on his couch balancing routine. First he stretches, preparing for his "mount".&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7782/4042/320/520665/100_0786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh, easy....&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7782/4042/320/481805/100_0785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He's not doing too bad really, the back of our couch is very squishy so it takes nerves of steel to be able to balance just right without falling of the back &amp; being immediately disqualified. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7782/4042/320/866205/100_0768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is most generally his "dismount". I swear, he thinks he's a cat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough about him, I'm blogging solo today. Let's start with the man has been sick all week, started last Friday. What this means is that Malechai didn't have to go to school on Monday night. I went all alone with the lady &amp; guess what?! I LOVED it! I didn't have to worry about what my stupid brother was doing, I was the only Husky, which of course meant that I was the most gorgeous!!!!! You see, some silly humans seem to think that my brother is prettier than me, OK I guess, if you like &lt;em&gt;Giant Headed Freaks&lt;/em&gt;! So without him there it was all about me! I pranced with all my fluffiness, tail curled just perfectly &amp;amp; head held high. Of course, the other humans there were telling my lady what a great job &lt;em&gt;she's&lt;/em&gt; been doing training &lt;em&gt;me,&lt;/em&gt; but we all know, had I not felt like being cute &amp; fluffy that night, she wouldn't have &lt;em&gt;made&lt;/em&gt; me do so! I'll let her think what she wants for awhile, live it up lady, I have my payback planned, in about, oh lets say 4 weeks (that would be "Graduation"). We were all told the things that will be expected from us to graduate (I heard, yada yada yada), but one thing the teacher human said that caught my attention was, and I quote, &lt;em&gt;"If your dog eliminates in any way in the ring during graduation it will be immediately disqualified",&lt;/em&gt; oh lady, do I have a surprise for you! Don't worry, I'm not going to do it until the very end, the lady will be so proud of me, I will have shown the world how smart &amp;amp; "trainable" we Huskies are, then I'm going to look right into my ladies eyes &amp; poop right there on the spot! She will be furious (and unable to beat me might I add, since there will be an audience), I can see the different shades of red on her face as I blog this, it will be glorious!&lt;br /&gt;Evil you may think, no, I say vengeful. I've bided my time since the whole cement on our fence thing, done well in "school" (and still no Dog Park, don't forget), walked like "other" dogs on my stupid "training collar", but now I've been shown the way to revenge, normally a dish best served cold, in this case, warm &amp;amp; steamy will do just as well! I know this means I won't graduate, but who cares! It will be worth it! Then maybe she will understand, once &amp; for all that I am the Queen, (well at least of Malechai). All that would mean is that I'de have to take the class over but that wouldn't be so bad, now we've started to do some really cool "agility" stuff, goin though tubes, up big tall ramps &amp;amp; back down, There's even a seesaw thingy, it's really cool! I think if I timed it just right, I could send one of those little dogs flying off it! WooWoo! I better stop! Goodnight everypup! Miss MacieGrey&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7782/4042/400/643870/100_0807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-1874528682100701720?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/1874528682100701720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=1874528682100701720&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/1874528682100701720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/1874528682100701720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/11/woowoowooooo-were-back.html' title='WooWooWOOOOO! We&apos;re back!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-116351174799231266</id><published>2006-11-14T07:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T08:42:28.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOGGER IS STUPID!</title><content type='html'>Well, now it's working this morning, who knows! We will try to post again tonight, keep your paws crossed for us everypup! It's been awhile since we've been able to get blogger to cooperate. Maybe we need to try the new one, heck, it can't be any worse than this one. &lt;br /&gt;Have a Barkful day, M&amp;amp;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-116351174799231266?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/116351174799231266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=116351174799231266&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116351174799231266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116351174799231266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/11/blogger-is-stupid.html' title='BLOGGER IS STUPID!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-116347463819417390</id><published>2006-11-13T22:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T08:38:49.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is soooo weird!</title><content type='html'>Hey everypup, yet again our stupid human needs help! For some reason we can only get to our blog from the Dogs With Blogs sight. When we try to get here from AOL or Internet Explorer we get a Internal Error/Error 500 message. Does anyone have any ideas? We emailed Turbo's Mom (of course) before we tried to get here from DWB. If anyone can help we would sure appreciate it. We really don't think our lady did anything &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; time...&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for help woooos, Macie &amp;amp; Malechai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-116347463819417390?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/116347463819417390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=116347463819417390&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116347463819417390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116347463819417390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-soooo-weird.html' title='This is soooo weird!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-116299443256907986</id><published>2006-11-08T06:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:08:47.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing much to blog about so how bout some pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, I'm a cat! The man would really prefer that I not lay up here (something about being too big &amp; breaking down the back of the couch) but I figure, the cats do it so why not m&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0772.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e! I'm just a baby boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, how about standing on the back of the couch, I am the Queen ya know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0764.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Fine, I'll sit down, kinda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love to lay on the ladies blanket, specially with my stinky feet! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/000_0391.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the biped in the box, get out little boy (apparently he doesn't know that I am the Queen)! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0635.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Queeny seems to think this is her own personal photo shoot, I'm a handsome boy &amp; worthy of being seen too!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0702.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nicer, I actually like to lay &lt;em&gt;with&lt;/em&gt; the lady! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hope you liked our "photo shoot", we're off to plan our days destruction, the weather is beautiful so we're thinkin' it's time to work on our hole diggin' skills, (they don't teach that in puppy class!). Ya all have a howlin' fine day! Macie &amp;amp; Malechai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-116299443256907986?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/116299443256907986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=116299443256907986&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116299443256907986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116299443256907986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/11/nothing-much-to-blog-about-so-how-bout.html' title='Nothing much to blog about so how bout some pictures!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-116282155026744645</id><published>2006-11-06T06:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T09:02:01.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, Quitcher Bitchin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0640.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0640.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi everypup, Malechai here. I'm sooooo tired of Macie whining about dog class. Lets get this straight, if she wasn't such a witch, WE wouldn't have to take classes! She brought this all on herself! I kinda like dog class, I get to strut around &amp; show off how handsome I am &amp;amp; my Dad tells me what a good boy I am, lots better than getting yelled at! She doesn't like it because she doesn't think we should have to listen to anyone, I know it's for our own good though, kinda like the fence deal, that was ALWAYS her idea, I'm just kinda a follower, and all that got us was trouble! And as for this "Vulcan DeathGrip", it is sooooo not that serious, my Mom had to show my Dad, he couldn't find it, all it is, is a little pressure behind the back of our shoulder blades, you can barely feel it, it's just a reminder of what we're supposed to do. Again, Macie's just a cry baby &amp; doesn't like to listen. She even tries to bite our Dad sometimes when he wants to pet her &amp;amp; she doesn't feel like it, our Mom just aggravates her more when she tries that with her, it's really funny, she lays on top of Macie &amp; the more Macie complains, the longer Mom lays there, it's great!&lt;br /&gt;This weekend our favorite boy came over &amp;amp; we got maul him for several hours, he has a high pitched giggle that makes us go crazy &amp; he tries to run from us so that makes the game of chase begin (our Mom lets us run in the house). Here he is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/000_0377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Maulin' on the floor, we got him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/000_0379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maulin' him on the couch (you can run, but you can't hide little boy!) &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/000_0390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we gotcha! It really was fun, Macie had to get in the kennel with him, did I mention she doesn't share well either! I was going to show you some more pictures but yet again, BLOGGER IS STUPID! So goodbye for now fellow puppers, Dog classes tonight, woowoo! I'm gonna make my stupid sister look even stupider when I do down-stay perfect &amp;amp; she has to be wrestled to the ground! Have a great day, we're off to go spend it outside in the leaves, fun fun fun!&lt;br /&gt;Malechai The Good Son (Or suckup as I'm sure Meeshka would say)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-116282155026744645?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/116282155026744645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=116282155026744645&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116282155026744645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116282155026744645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/11/ah-quitcher-bitchin.html' title='Ah, Quitcher Bitchin&apos;'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-116226564542125938</id><published>2006-10-30T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T22:34:05.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Thoughts On Dog School...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/000_0304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/000_0304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Need I say more? Well I'm gonna. Tonight blew, the teacher lady had to show my lady how to give a "proper correction", let's just say I did not care for that. Yanking me dang near off my feet (ok not really, but it seemed like it) in front of the ENTIRE class, how embarrassing. Apparently this woman doesn't understand that I am not like these other dogs, I am Husky &amp; should be treated as such. Admired from a distance by the others, who would of course bring me chicken treats...Oh sorry, that happens sometimes, anyway, as if all that wasn't bad enough, the new torture technique is that they showed my lady how to make me lay down by squeezing a spot under my shoulder blades &amp;amp; basically yanking me down (more with the yanking, are you all seeing the a pattern here?), not liking this at all &amp; everydog should know that I protested &amp;amp; woooed in true Husky form, I wasn't going down without a fight &amp; then, that damned teacher showed this "Vulcan DeathGrip" &amp;amp; I'm ashamed to say that I was momentarily defeated.&lt;br /&gt;By now, I've gotten a little tired, (hey you guys try &amp; wrestle a full grown human for an hour, it ain't easy) so I agreed to "comply" for a while &amp;amp; laid down, still she wasn't happy now wanted me back up, oh this sooooo stinks! Did I mention this goes on for like a good hour.&lt;br /&gt;There is one good thing that is coming out of it all though, the lady &amp;amp; man spend even more time with us before our walks, yes it means we have to do homework, but we are outside of the fence so it's not so bad. Plus, I overheard the lady talking with the man about the dog park, I think we're getting closer! Well goodnight everydog, I'm VERY exhausted (next to the stupid white poodle again this week).&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Dream of Chickeny Things, Macie the Mighty Defiant One&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-116226564542125938?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/116226564542125938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=116226564542125938&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116226564542125938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116226564542125938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-thoughts-on-dog-school.html' title='My Thoughts On Dog School...'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-116173550204410413</id><published>2006-10-24T20:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T20:18:22.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework?!</title><content type='html'>Ok, it's apparent, life as we knew it is now over. We thought this dog school was a one night a week thing. Oh how naive we are! It seems that the &lt;em&gt;rule&lt;/em&gt; following is going to continue into our walks, now that's just wrong! Instead of pull, drag, pull, it's walk, stop, sit, walk, stop, sit, totally ruins the walk all together. And they won't let us be next to each other anymore either, we have to walk at their sides, this is just not right, we are Huskies, for cryin' out loud, we want to pull &amp; lead, this is all very wrong, completely against our nature!!!!! They call this homework, we've heard others talk about their humans having it &amp;amp; now we truly understand the full suckiness of it all! We hope you all understand the severity of how there had better be a dog park at the end of this or the revolting will be catastrophic! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/400/100_0473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-116173550204410413?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/116173550204410413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=116173550204410413&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116173550204410413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116173550204410413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/10/homework.html' title='Homework?!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-116165694075852254</id><published>2006-10-23T22:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T22:52:57.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>About These Dog Classes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/000_0299.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us just begin with the fact that there are no others like us at the dog classes. Not that this is totally bad as we are the fluffiest ones there. &lt;em&gt;However&lt;/em&gt;, there is this one dog that belongs to the teacher lady, so NOT nice! You would think the &lt;em&gt;teachers&lt;/em&gt; dog would at least be well behaved, not so much. We steered clear from her grumpy butt. Speaking of butts, no sniffing of any at all tonight, can you all believe that?! We even insisted that our lady brush our rears real good as we just knew there would be sniffing, and no, none! So none of us even got to properly introduce ourselves, that's a bunch of cat hooey if you ask us. There was also this little white poodle, we don't know what in the heck was wrong with the little guy but he kept standing on his hind legs &amp; wailin' his front paws around and cry, man this dog could cry! We had to be separated right off the bat ourselves, we had a little trouble concentrating when we were to close. But we got the hang of it all pretty quick, prance around in a circle &amp;amp; look fluffy &amp; then stop for a minute for praise &amp;amp; admiration &amp; then prance around some more...If this is all it takes to get to the dog park, we can do it! Well fellow dogsters, we are beat, all that "following rules" stuff is exhausting! It's getting down to 28 tonight so we're pretty excited to get out &amp;amp; "cool" off, the lady's got the stupid heat on in here tonight, grow some fur lady!!! Dreaming of Snow, Macie &amp; Malechai &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/000_0299.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-116165694075852254?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/116165694075852254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=116165694075852254&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116165694075852254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116165694075852254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/10/about-these-dog-classes.html' title='About These Dog Classes...'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-116147223184638417</id><published>2006-10-21T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:20:05.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Can't Everyday Be Saturday?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0713.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WooWoo Puparoos! Today has been an excellent day! As soon as the lady got up we got to come in &amp; spent the WHOLE morning loungin' around with her. She made us some tasty eggs &amp;amp; cheese with our breakfast &amp; then treated us to a rawhide bone for a mid morning snack. Just when we thought it couldn't get any better, her &amp;amp; the man got out the leashes &amp; we got to take them for a really long walk. We've been doing a much better job on our walks (we were hoping they might reconsider the dog class thing). Afterwards she got the mower thingy out &amp;amp; cut our yard (she stepped in so much poop she even had it on her jeans, we found this very amusing!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once we felt the yard had been maintenanced to our liking, we decided they could have a break. This is the man &amp; the only reason we care is, see that glass he has, it has SPRITE in it! We care for Sprite very much! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here we are having a little lick of this wonderful liquid, looks like water, but oh man is it better!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0725.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I was really enjoying my drink......&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And then Macie had to inform me that she had licked her butt right before her drink (of course she was first). She said she thought the man would be taking the next drink, either way she's just RUDE &amp; HATEFUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0726.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Kinda ruined the rest of it for me.&lt;br /&gt;Blogger is being stupid so we will post this one &amp; try again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-116147223184638417?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/116147223184638417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=116147223184638417&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116147223184638417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116147223184638417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/10/why-cant-everyday-be-saturday.html' title='Why Can&apos;t Everyday Be Saturday?!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-116148848404170855</id><published>2006-10-21T23:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:52:04.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0734.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0734.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes blogger is a real pain, just saying for instance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So anyway, after our cool beverage, things took a serious turn, it started to rain, yuck! The only good part is, see the leg on the left, that's our lady &amp; those are her "sleepy pants", what that means to us is that she's not going anywhere so we'll at least get to hang out in the livingroom, not a bad thing really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0737.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Once inside, the lady had yet ANOTHER treat for us (she must &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; be feelin' guilty), a big knuckle bone, woowoowoo! What better way to waste away a rainy afternoon, knawin' on a good bone. While chewing away we had a thought though, if this is a "knuckle bone" we don't want to see the hand that it musta belonged to, we wonder if that means there's giants in our area too, boy we sure hope not!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0738.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also got to get in a couple rounds of bite the ladies arm off, that's always fun, rain or shine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now the night has come to an end &amp; we are pooped! It has been a wonderful Saturday &amp;amp; we're close to forgiving the lady for all this working junk. We'll see how well she does tomorrow! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0741.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0741.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good night everypup, sweet non rainy dreams to everyone, hopefully it will have stopped raining when we wake up &amp; it will be nice &amp;amp; cold (hey a dog can dream!). Face Licks, Macie &amp;amp; Malechai&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-116148848404170855?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/116148848404170855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=116148848404170855&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116148848404170855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116148848404170855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/10/sometimes-blogger-is-real-pain-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-116117282611034951</id><published>2006-10-19T06:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T08:17:20.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Work SUCKS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0641.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0641.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyhusky! Sorry, we haven't been able to post lately. Our lady owns something called a trophy store &amp; apparently Oct-Nov is JFL &amp;amp; fall soccer season. All this means to us is that she works ridiculous hours (really, she leaves at dark &amp; comes home after bedtime). We sooooo want work to be banned! So you won't hear from us nearly as often for a few weeks, boooo hiss! Quick updates before she leaves for work again, last Friday was our 7 month birthday(on Friday the 13th, think that's a sign?) &amp;amp; we got great big huge bones (least she could do). We also broke out the glass in the ladies curio cabinet, total accident, FightClub casualty, she didn't get mad, she was just glad we didn't get cut. They have "fixed" our yard, what a mess! One side is that hard stuff &amp; now the rest of the yard has some kind of log looking things that are nailed into the ground, the fence WILL NOT move. Oh well, we had decided to give all that a rest for awhile anyway. Oh ya, on our birthday we got a rabbit, stupid thing came in our yard, what did it expect?! We can't be sure exactly who caught it, it all happened so fast, when the lady came out to check on us we had allready played tug-o-war with it (those things don't stretch very well). Lets just say we each had half a bunny. She decided not to photograph this as it was kinda gross (to her anyway). So the 7 month b-day was good all around. The rain has finally left so we get to be outside again AND the ground is nice &amp;amp; soft so we've resumed digging to look for that Alaskan Pipeline, it's going pretty good, although we think we're probably still in our yard, drat it all! We found out for sure that we do have grubs here, the lady turned up a couple big rocks &amp; there one was, she said now she wonders if that's not what we've been digging for all along, HELLO STUPID HUMAN! And lastly, 4 more days till puppy classes, we will definately make her let us post about that. Please let there be some others like us there (at least she won't be able to work late on those nights!) Is it the end of Nov. yet?! We have to run now &amp;amp; make her play with us for a little while before she leaves. We miss you all! Macie &amp;amp; Malechai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-116117282611034951?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/116117282611034951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=116117282611034951&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116117282611034951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116117282611034951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/10/work-sucks.html' title='Work SUCKS!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-116044410620896637</id><published>2006-10-12T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T11:07:27.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OK, so maybe we're a little "large"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/000_0285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/000_0285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's pretty apparent that we've grown, the question is becoming, just how large are we going to get? We're starting to get a little concerned with our size. We didn't relies that we were already heavier than a lot of you full grown Huskies. Heck, how are we supposed to know, we've never even &lt;em&gt;met &lt;/em&gt;another one of us yet, we've only seen pictures of all of you. After getting "weigh in's" from the Ao4, Turbo &amp; Althea, we made our lady get our papers out from the breeder to insure that indeed, we are 100% Husky (and of course we are) and not part Malamute. So that poses the question, could it possibly be the chicken treats, (oh please, say no)? Or maybe it's the cottage cheese, sardines, salmon or eggs (we won't even get into the fruits)?! What do you all think?&lt;br /&gt;Face Licks, M&amp;amp;M aka The Mooses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Day one of "behaving" &amp; we have to say, THIS BLOWS! We are going to really try though, the lady keeps talking about some padded room place that we're "driving" her to (as if we can drive, geesh!) &amp;amp; that they don't allow Huskies to come visit there, we don't want her to go there, then we'd be stuck with the man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-116044410620896637?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/116044410620896637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=116044410620896637&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116044410620896637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116044410620896637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/10/ok-so-maybe-were-little-large.html' title='OK, so maybe we&apos;re a little &quot;large&quot;'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-116060283747116648</id><published>2006-10-11T16:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T17:40:37.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy are we in trouble!</title><content type='html'>We saw that our "Mom" got on our blog to whine about us. Shame on her! So we've gotten out a few times, what's the big deal, we don't go in the street, pretty much we just go down to the river &amp; follow the beach up to our "Grandma's" house. Two bedtimes ago the man put more of those stake thingys in the yard &amp;amp; thought he had it taken care of again, NOT! He left one section with only one stake &amp; guess what, yep, out we went. This time the next door neighbors brought us home. Here we thought they were being soooo nice bringing us out a treat, we should've known it was just a ploy to get hold of us. They only had 1 leash so the man neighbor carried one of us back, boy was he out of breath, it was pretty funny, we thought. So back in the kitchen we went. Well, neither of us appreciated the tone that our lady had with us when she left for the day, so we waited till she was gone, jumped the gate &amp;amp; shredded everything in sight! Even dug up some more plants &amp; ate a couple playstation games. When the man got home, we're pretty sure his head started spinning, he was screaming &amp;amp; carrying on. Then he called our lady &amp; she rushed right home (she doesn't like it when he hollers at us). When she got here, he was already outside with some big contraption putting bags of some kinda dirt in it &amp;amp; then dumping it all along our fence, crap, the gig may be up this time! Sure enough, when she let us out this morning there was hard junk all along our fence! Now how are we supposed to get out?! We wooed about it last night &amp; decided to give it a rest for a little while, we actually made the lady cry &amp;amp; well, we do kinda like her, she scolds the man when he yells at us, buys us cool toys &amp; bones &amp;amp; always gives us loves when she gets home no matter what we've done! So we're going to &lt;em&gt;try&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; be good for a little while. If you all see the lady on here again though, tell her to get off, this is a DOGS blog, not to be infiltrated by whining humans!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-116060283747116648?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/116060283747116648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=116060283747116648&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116060283747116648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116060283747116648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/10/boy-are-we-in-trouble.html' title='Boy are we in trouble!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-116056956130654622</id><published>2006-10-11T08:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T08:26:01.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Men.....</title><content type='html'>Hi again everyone, M&amp;M's Mom here. So I get home from work &amp;amp; my husband has the concrete mixer out (NEVER a good thing). Yes, he has now concreted the fence into the ground. I guess that's better than concreting my dogs into the ground. Of course it poured here last night, I don't know how this effects concrete (I'm afraid to look)...What a mess! Thank you all for your help, AGAIN! We will now return to our normally scheduled program, "The Demon Dogs", but I do love them!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-116056956130654622?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/116056956130654622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=116056956130654622&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116056956130654622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116056956130654622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/10/men.html' title='Men.....'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-116051399621112906</id><published>2006-10-10T16:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T16:59:56.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Desperate Cry For HELP!</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone, the pups Mom here. We are really having a hard time keeping the little "darlings" inside the fence now that they've grown (big surprise to everyone, I know). When we prepared for them we did the chickenwire with concrete thing under the grass under the fence line. Digging really isn't the problem (they like to do that where I can break my ankle in the holes, lol), they push together on the fence &amp; crawl under it. We have taken heavy duty long metal stakes &amp;amp; staked down the fence 3 per section &amp; still they manage to get out. Thought I had it taken care of last night as Macie led me to a week spot &amp;amp; I reinforced it. But then this morning, here comes my neighbor &amp; his wife carrying them back, which is no easy task. I am scared to death something is going to happen to my babies &amp;amp; I would be totally devastated! So I'm wondering if any of you have dealt with this issue &amp; if you could offer some helpful solutions. Several months later, it's apparent that chainlink was not the way to go with these two.  Any help you all can offer would be very much appreciated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-116051399621112906?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/116051399621112906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=116051399621112906&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116051399621112906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116051399621112906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/10/desperate-cry-for-help.html' title='A Desperate Cry For HELP!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-116036064584985028</id><published>2006-10-08T22:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T22:28:39.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woooooo To Meeshka!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0680.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0644.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0644.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0627.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh EveryHusky, it's a good day today, Meeshka has finally deemed that we are HULA worthy! As you all know, this is not an easy honor to come by. We feel very privileged to have been accepted at such an early age, we truly have been working hard! Meeshka is how we even found all of you, our lady had entered us on The Daily Puppy, &amp; that's where we saw Meeshka for the first time &amp;amp; went to her blog...and here we are only months later, official HULA members! WOOOWOOO, it's good to be Husky!&lt;br /&gt;Which leads us to our day today, we were pure EVIL! Those stupid humans of ours keep thinking that they've got the fence all figured out, and try as we may to wait &amp; be patient, WE CAN'T! WE MUST DIG AT THE FENCE!!!!We have literally &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; driven the lady insane, (we really don't want to take it to &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; level, she does feed us). They were trying to put up some new screen door (which looked heavy) &amp;amp; we'de wait till they looked really busy &amp; head for the fence, (we've found another weakness in their so called "fortress"), this would've all been fine but we can't seem to not rattle the fence while digging under it. So here comes the lady (she's already crabbed up from having to do a "project" with the man) screamin' like a banshee. We leave the area, go act interested in something else, wait for it, go back to the fence &amp;amp; dig like hell! Repeat 3 or 4 more times, (now her face is a deep shade of red &amp; the mans getting ticked too, this is a GREAT game) so in the house they threw us. Game over?&lt;br /&gt;NOT! The lady has a great big plant in the house that has huge looking ears, she just repotted it, nice fresh dirt....need we say more? Then we got her slippers that look like fluffy cows, which look &lt;em&gt;just like our toys,&lt;/em&gt; (really not our fault), oh, you want to play chase me for the slippers, OK, can you leap the couch in a single bound too, didn't think so, yep, back outside. You'll never guess what happened then, uh hu, back to the fence, now it's dark &amp;amp; and you &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; have to come &amp; get us! She stepped in some poo while trying to coral us, (she acted like we personally smeared it on the bottom of her shoes), look where you're going lady, you don't see us stepping in it, geesh! Apparently we will be spending the night in the kitchen, what, we thought we were playing! Sometimes she has no sense of humor. It's about time to "go potty", she's looking mighty comfy, hey it's really not over till we decide, no matter what she may &lt;em&gt;think. &lt;/em&gt;Goodnight everydog, sweet hole diggin' dreams! Macie &amp;amp; Malechai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-116036064584985028?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/116036064584985028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=116036064584985028&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116036064584985028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116036064584985028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/10/woooooo-to-meeshka.html' title='Woooooo To Meeshka!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-116001495162326765</id><published>2006-10-06T17:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T17:49:18.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In Observation of Sam &amp; Loki's National Pain In The Butt Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0634.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0634.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HaRooooo fellow puppers! Malechai here. We participated in pain in the butt day &amp; we didn't know it had been declared at the time either. Above is the man &lt;em&gt;trying&lt;/em&gt; to coral me back into the house, not happening, I'd rather pose for the lady, I am looking mighty fluffy today! That was just the beginning of things, see the photo below, nice isn't it, that would be the lady's arm. She wanted to get in on FightClub the other night &amp;amp; well she quickly changed her mind. Silly lady, FightClub is for Huskies! I didn't hurt her too bad, it looks worse than it is, told you she'd get hers for that vet business last weekend. Me &amp; Macie also got into the big pool yard the other morning &amp;amp; went for another swim. Now they've turned the yard into a fortress &amp; we can't seem to figure a way out, YET. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The weather has gotten much cooler here, woowooooooo! Now we get to be outside all day instead of cooped up in the house. That was getting old, let me tell ya! Macie was complaining ALL the time, I told her to shut her trap &amp; go to sleep that it would be night time much quicker that way, but noooooo. She did make a point of showing the lady her attitude right away when she got home though, gave her that goose thing that Meeshka was talking about. Good one Meeshka, the lady about jumped out of her skin &amp;amp; dropped that big bag thing she carries, it was great! And I have gotten much better at the bob &amp; weave to avoid being captured by the lady game. She doesn't seem to like it much, but I think it's BIG FUN! Run, run as fast as you can, you can't catch me I'm the huskyman... Hey we're almost 7 months now, we're not little babies anymore, we can come in when we want to. Macie has gotten really good at annoying the lady too, she waits till she's gotten all comfy at the computer &amp;amp; then wants to go out, but then when the lady gets up, she runs around like a crazydog &amp; won't go out. I think I actually saw steam coming out of her ears, funny stuff. This is why we love you fellow dogs so much, we get all kinds of great ideas of how to keep the humans in line, you all are so much wiser than us &amp;amp; we have a lot to learn yet, but we think we're doing pretty darn good so far.&lt;br /&gt;The countdown to puppy class hell is on, it's still several naps away but getting closer with every awakening. There better be others like us there or we may refuse to go back!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Macie wanted me to tell you all that she &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; caught StoneyBob the other night. She was so close but then the man came out shrieking at her to leave the cat alone. What I want to know is why doesn't he yell at the stupid cat for antagonizing us thru the fence? If he only knew half the stuff she says to us when she has the protection of the fence, we don't think he'd be overly impressed, man we hate those cats, especially that one, she's such a witch!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yea, we got weighed at the vet last weekend &amp; I'm up to 56lbs. Macie is only 50lbs. The lady says I'm a moose but I prefer to call it big boned! I don't think my sister will get a hole lot bigger, our mom is pretty dainty, but I plan to be huge! All the better to slam Macie around ya know. I have noticed that I don't seem to eat as much as I did when I was smaller, but Macie seems to eat more, weird, I know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK enough, it's about time for the lady to get home so we can walk her. We wish she would get some skates or something so she could keep up better, she's soooo pokey! Oh well, I'm off to maul Queeny before anyone gets home &amp;amp; maybe do a little "yard work". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Malechai the Mighty&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-116001495162326765?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/116001495162326765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=116001495162326765&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116001495162326765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/116001495162326765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/10/in-observation-of-sam-lokis-national.html' title='In Observation of Sam &amp; Loki&apos;s National Pain In The Butt Day'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115975596289955612</id><published>2006-10-01T21:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T22:40:15.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Man, she's getting all mushy again!</title><content type='html'>We'll go ahead &amp; apologize first, the lady is MAKING us post all these. She started sorting through albums tonight &amp;amp; getting all weepy about how small we &lt;em&gt;were. &lt;/em&gt;She is such an embarrassment! So here we go, we'll try &amp; limit the craziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/blingone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/blingone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/chizleoneface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/chizleoneface.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are at a 1 week (yes this could take awhile, folks)&lt;br /&gt;Macie-left, Malechai-right&lt;br /&gt;The lady's friends couldn't understand &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt; she wanted&lt;br /&gt;such ugly puppies, she even said we looked like rats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/kisstwoweek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/kisstwoweek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/chiselmacie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/chiselmacie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is us at 2 weeks, Malechai-left, Macie-right&lt;br /&gt;We're getting cuter, no "land legs" yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/malechaithree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/malechaithree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/maciethree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/maciethree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three weeks, Macie-left, Malechai-right&lt;br /&gt;Getting much cuter, starting to walk a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/maciemaldoor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/maciemaldoor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four weeks, Macie-left, Malechai-right&lt;br /&gt;Very interested in this walkin business now&lt;br /&gt;(and yes, MUCH cuter, startin to get some fluff on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/Malechai%20&amp;amp;%20Macie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/Malechai%20%26%20Macie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five weeks Malechai-left, Macie-right&lt;br /&gt;Off &amp; runnin', woowoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/maciemalsixweek.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/maciemalsixweek.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six weeks, Malechai-left, yep you guessed it,&lt;br /&gt;Macie-right&lt;br /&gt;The lady got all crazy when she got this picture&lt;br /&gt;of us, &lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt; everyone thinks we're so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you all get a break, bloggers screwin' up.&lt;br /&gt;There is a God!&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continued....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115975596289955612?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115975596289955612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115975596289955612&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115975596289955612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115975596289955612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/10/man-shes-getting-all-mushy-again.html' title='Man, she&apos;s getting all mushy again!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115976079319469948</id><published>2006-10-01T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T23:54:53.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0630.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No such luck you all, she's not giving up yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/maciesevenweek.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/maciesevenweek.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/malechaiseven.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/malechaiseven.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven weeks, Macie-left, Malechai-right&lt;br /&gt;Starting to show off our personalities now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/maciemalowners.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/maciemalowners.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight weeks Macie-left, Malechai-right&lt;br /&gt;Our first meeting of the lady &amp; the man.&lt;br /&gt;Of course they ooohed &amp;amp; aahhhed over us&lt;br /&gt;for hours! Gross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first night in our new home.&lt;br /&gt;They WOULD NOT leave us alone,&lt;br /&gt;kissin' on us &amp; goin' on about how sweet&lt;br /&gt;we were &amp;amp; how we smelled like puppes, duh folks, we are!&lt;br /&gt;The picture craziness will slow down from here a little,&lt;br /&gt;she found that after she actually got us,&lt;br /&gt;there wasn't time for pictures,&lt;br /&gt;there was that stupid &lt;em&gt;potty training&lt;/em&gt; fiasco goin' on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0381.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0381.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to make her rap this nightmare up,&lt;br /&gt;you all have endured enough. She had way to&lt;br /&gt;much time on her hands today. And she said that&lt;br /&gt;blogger is &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; screwin' up (we think it's that&lt;br /&gt;she's stupid), oh darn! If we woulda had&lt;br /&gt;a gong we would've been hitting it way back&lt;br /&gt;in week two. Goddnight &amp; sweet chicken dreams!&lt;br /&gt;Macie &amp;amp; Malechai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0327.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0598.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115976079319469948?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115976079319469948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115976079319469948&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115976079319469948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115976079319469948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/10/no-such-luck-you-all-shes-not-giving.html' title=''/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115966035730795786</id><published>2006-09-30T19:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T19:52:37.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh What A Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/000_0276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/000_0276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are exhausted! It started off like any other morning, mauling the lady followed up by a tasty breakfast of sardines with our dry food. Then before she let us out we heard her talking to the vet about bringing us in to get our nails clipped. We pretended we didn't hear &amp; demanded to be let out, to do our "duty" so she thought. Next thing she knows she's getting a call from her grandma (that lives down the street) wanting to know if the dogs have gotten out, why yes, yes we have. The stupid humans forgot to "stake down" one of the sections of fence and we had taken Meeshka's advice &amp;amp; waited several weeks before making a break for it &amp; this time we did just like she told us to, ran, ran, ran! We went down to the river, had a swim &amp;amp; rolled in some nice dead fish that we found &amp; then cruised the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;The man &amp;amp; the lady were freakin' out, we could hear them calling for us but we weren't about to come back, we were FREE! We managed to allude them for about 15 minutes, they would go one way &amp; we would go the other. But then all the nosy neighbors joined in &amp;amp; were yellin' out of their windows tellin' our humans which way we were going, (note to selves, crap in ALL their yards &amp; eat their flowers next outing). We could've prolonged the game but then we made the mistake of running down a driveway that had a fence at the end &amp; the man there grabbed us &amp;amp; put us in his yard until our lady got there, drat him! Oh well, we gave it a good run!&lt;br /&gt;We thought we had made them chase us long enough to miss the vet appointment, but nooooo, they snagged us up &amp; threw us in her Jeep (fish stank &amp;amp; all) &amp; off to the vet we went. The bonus is that her Jeep now stinks to high heavens like rotten fish &amp;amp; let's just say the back seat is trashed with wet dog hair &amp; sand, woowoo! The vet guy didn't seem to impressed with our wet ordersome selves either. Ha, take that you clipper wielding freak!&lt;br /&gt;It only got worse form there, they brought us back, threw us in the kitchen (it was beautiful out today to did we mention) &amp;amp; left for like 3 hours. By time they got home, the whole house smelt like nasty fish, which we thought was great until the next tragedy occurred, the dreaded bath. Boo hiss, we hate baths! AND she took our beds &amp; washed them again too, so now we're wet &amp;amp; NO BEDS to lay on! That's why we have to lay on our stupid old blankets. You would've thought the madness would have stopped there, nope, then she felt compelled to brush us, we hate that too, she kept saying that's what we get. Just wait till she sees what she's gonna get, not sure what her punishment will be but it will be worthy of the crime we guarantee. It will have to wait for a while though, cause we must admit, we're very tired after our little walk about. See, we're learning, we didn't stick around this time &amp; we didn't go in the road. We're trying to do ya all proud! K, back to nappytown now.&lt;br /&gt;The Elusive Macie &amp;amp; Malechai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115966035730795786?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115966035730795786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115966035730795786&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115966035730795786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115966035730795786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-what-day.html' title='Oh What A Day!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115949510411889345</id><published>2006-09-28T21:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T16:50:44.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I tried to tell him...</title><content type='html'>Humans, stand back, FightClub is about to resume. As you all can see, I give Malechai fair warning &amp; plenty of chances to stop, but no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0620.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0620.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0619.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0619.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm warning you, get away from me!&lt;br /&gt;I mean it, I'm going to be forced to bite&lt;br /&gt;your face off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0609.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0609.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0605.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0605.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Get off me you big Moose! Crap, here comes the lady.&lt;br /&gt;Come on, lets go down in the yard where she can't see us.&lt;br /&gt;This ain't over yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0598.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0598.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once the cameras are off, it's ON! Let's just say, he was beggin' for mercy before I was done. The he goes &amp;amp; cries to the lady, the big wuss. Yet he always wants to start it. Will he never learn?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115949510411889345?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115949510411889345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115949510411889345&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115949510411889345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115949510411889345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-tried-to-tell-him.html' title='I tried to tell him...'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115932169048448447</id><published>2006-09-26T21:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T21:48:10.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooooooh, I Wish This Was A Cat's Head!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/000_0269.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/000_0269.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah, blah, blah, stupid cats! I CAN NOT believe that the lady let that damned Akeer on &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; blog(Yeah, yeah, Malechai, I know it's &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; blog), doesn't she know that's like me using her toothbrush?! Unreal, turn your back for a couple minutes to go out &amp; do your business &amp;amp; this happens. Well, fellow canines, I can not apologize enough for you all being subjected to that cat gibberish. I'm still in shock myself, you know, something bad is going to have to happen for this one. The man's been working on their hot tub(whata stupid contraption) I may have to go out there &amp; "fix" the plumbing! That's a whole nother thing I don't get, a hot tub, why, why, why would anyone want to sit in 100 &amp;amp; something degree water, fill it with snow you idiots! In the mean time, see this bone, I hereby swear to make sure &amp; leave it where she will step on it everytime she goes by! I hear it's painful when stepped on &amp;amp; it makes her dance around like her feet are on fire, always good for a woo or two.&lt;br /&gt;Malechai wanted me to mention about that eye thing. He says he was young then &amp; if she tries that again, he'll give her the slapdown &amp;amp; put her in the Steiner Recliner!&lt;br /&gt;That's what he says, but you should see him run like a sissy when Callie faces him down. She &lt;em&gt;knows&lt;/em&gt; better than to try that with me, I am the Queen! Hey it's my post, I can tell it like I want to.&lt;br /&gt;OK then, I think it's time to get my plans in action for the ladies punishment, until next time, trip your humans! Miss MacieGrey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115932169048448447?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115932169048448447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115932169048448447&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115932169048448447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115932169048448447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/09/ooooooh-i-wish-this-was-cats-head.html' title='Ooooooh, I Wish This Was A Cat&apos;s Head!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115923707237524503</id><published>2006-09-24T19:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T20:57:41.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat Rantings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0220.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/000_0151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/000_0151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These were the days, just lazin' around the house doing the cat thing. Those days are gone! Why they ever decided to get these minions of hell is beside us! We were a CAT HOUSE, the lady was known to others as "The CAT lady", not the dog lady! What happened, where did we go wrong? We knew something big was going to happen when they started screwin' &lt;strong&gt;our&lt;/strong&gt; yard up. They put a huge litter box out there &amp; then fenced it in, what in the world....Then it happened, they left for most of a day &amp;amp; then came back with DOGS!!!!! Little, whinny, peein' in the house, destruction machines. The whole house changed in a matter of a few hours, gates went up in every doorway, our water bowls were moved, a dark gloom had set over the house, the end of days is near! It hasn't changed since, only now the beasts have doubled in size &amp; it's been said that they're not done yet, what have they brought into our home, horses (more like goats)?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I suppose some introductions are due, I'm Akeer (top left) and I am the oldest, wisest &amp;amp; ONLY male of this pride &amp; these are my Harem. CallieMarie(top right) she's my girl, they got her just for me. She's also quite RUDE to everyone, including me, she doesn't take any crap off these dogs, laid the bottom of Malechai's eye open week 1. Then there's WhiteyFord (yes, the black cat), she's pretty mellow, mostly likes to hang out by herself in the garage, we see her at feeding time (she NEVER misses a meal!) and she stays completely away from the hethans. Next we have StoneyBob, (she's the grey one at the bottom), her &amp;amp; Whitey are sisters. She likes to lay on anyone's lap she can, she's a total suckup, her best quality is that she sits on the other side of the dog gates &amp; antagonizes the hell out of them. And lastly, TalulaBelle (she's the little white &amp;amp; grey one on the left), my Mom rescued her from a dumpster behind her work, it took her almost a month before she could actually get her, she kept moving the food closer &amp; closer &amp;amp; then, snatch, she got her &amp; brought her home. She's the smallest of our pride, she will always be little, but she's also the most grateful to have a home. Don't be fooled though, dynamite comes in small packages &amp;amp; she can definitely hold her own. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0220.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0220.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/000_0182.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/000_0182.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/000_0189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/000_0189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So that's all of us, you won't hear much else form us as we don't care to "hang out" with dogs, we just wanted our complaints to be noted for the record. We do plan to teach the dogs to climb the fence so that they can run off &amp;amp; we can have our house back again! When you suddenly stop hearing from them, you'll know what happened....The Cats&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115923707237524503?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115923707237524503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115923707237524503&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115923707237524503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115923707237524503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/09/cat-rantings.html' title='Cat Rantings'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115907406044137348</id><published>2006-09-24T00:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T01:01:00.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody Make Her Stop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is sooo embarrassing, she does this junk all the time. Like we want her hot humanness all over us, get off! It's back to raining 40 days &amp; 40 nights again, which means we're stuck in the house with lady insaneo! My bother just loves it when she gets down on the floor &amp;amp; mauls him, me, not so much. That's me she's got her head on. I don't let her get me in the whole body smotherin' position. I let her know with lots of protestful woos, which just makes her go even crazier &amp; hold me down all the longer, yea it's all funny till I bite your face off like I do Malechai's when he doesn't listen.&lt;br /&gt;Notice our beds are gone, no we haven't chewed them up yet, but "Miss I have To Wash Their Beds All The Time", took them already. They weren't even officially stinkaticed! There she goes, messin' with our stuff yet again, will she never learn?!&lt;br /&gt;We did get to have a nice long game of tug with her today though, that's always a good time. I personally like to act as if I'm losing my grip so I can bite her hand when I reposition myself, it's really the only thing that makes this game worth while. Of course, Malechai had to come over &amp;amp; stick his big fat head in the middle of it so y'all know what happened then, yep, "Fight Club" was on! The lady doesn't even move anymore when we do this, she used to freak out when ever we'de really get going at it, now she just sits there (in our way, might I add) and watches.  This ain't a free show lady, where's your ticket (all chicken treats are acceptable forms of payment)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish she would just let us go out in the rain, we have a big tree that keeps the ground pretty dry &amp; this is truly the best time to dig up nightcrawlers! Mmmmm, wiggly, dirt covered earthworms, oh how I love 'em! They are the greatest, not only are they tasty but they're fun, I like to toss them in the air &amp; catch them.  And all that wigglin' is like a party in your mouth!  I think I will go perform the "peepee dance" at the gate so she will let us out, then good luck getting me back in, it's worm time!&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, if you have a brother, go bite him, I'll about garantee he did something to deserve it! Macie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115907406044137348?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115907406044137348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115907406044137348&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115907406044137348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115907406044137348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/09/somebody-make-her-stop.html' title='Somebody Make Her Stop!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115898027166271200</id><published>2006-09-22T22:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T23:16:49.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This has been so weird, maybe the lady's not as dumb as we thought!</title><content type='html'>First of all we want to give a very special howl out to Turbo's human for helping us out! She took a lot of her time for someone she didn't even know in order to help. For that we extend our most appreciative WOOOOOS! Come to find out, our lady &lt;em&gt;may&lt;/em&gt; not be as dumb as we thought. Turbo's Mom could only see our page right on something called Firefox &amp; not on Internet Explorer. She told us to try another template &amp;amp; just paste the links back in, so we did &amp; even then, the only ones we can get to line up right are the ones that show our profile on the left. Isn't that weird?! So &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt; this wasn't all the lady's fault after all. &lt;em&gt;Maybe&lt;/em&gt;, we're not swearin' to anything, given her past record. The most important lesson she has learned is to copy &amp;amp; paste, BEFORE she makes changes to things, whatever that means, we might like to &lt;em&gt;eat&lt;/em&gt; some paste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Althea put a special "warning" out for us in regards to the before mentioned Birckenstocks, we relies this would be a bad move on our part, however, the lady has been warned, and if we are driven to such drastic measures, know that she will fully deserve it and we will have had no other recourse! She's got to learn sometime, we've had her for 4 1/2 months now. She guards those pretty close along with any other leather goods that we may find yummy so it wouldn't be any easy task by anymeans. Hey, so long as she stops messin' up our stuff, it'll all be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, the man went for a walk with us again, really, it's true. We heard the lady tellin' him the other day that &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; didn't get 2 dogs, &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; got 2 dogs, not sure what than means exactly, but she kinda growled it at him, next thing you know, he's up &amp; going with us. She told us that if he didn't stay out of bed more after work, that she was gonna have to start going in there &amp;amp; checkin' him for a pulse &amp; moving his legs back &amp;amp; forth so he doesn't get bed soars, again, she didn't say it her nice voice... It's funny, he gets in trouble almost as much as us. Only she's a lot nicer to us about it, we know she's all bark. She should just let us go in there &amp; jump on him, that'll get him up with a quickness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we're going to go try &amp;amp; get on the Dogs With Blogs boards now, (the lady had problems with that too, see it may still be all her), you'll all know if she screws something else up as we will post pictures of the doggy demolition that will occur afterwards. Again, thank you all for being so helpful with our very own stupid human!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115898027166271200?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115898027166271200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115898027166271200&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115898027166271200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115898027166271200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-has-been-so-weird-maybe-ladys-not.html' title='This has been so weird, maybe the lady&apos;s not as dumb as we thought!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115880624700990700</id><published>2006-09-20T22:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T21:59:24.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OK, Maybe she's had enough...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/000_0258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/000_0258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, we think that she has had her fair amount of punishment, for now. It's been several days since we've been allowed to get on the puter, which by the way, we think is a buncha poop, so we thought it only right that she get hers. Yep, the last role of their toilet paper, take that! Man, that was good, it was like snow in September, we love toilet paper, it's just fluffier than plain old paper towels! Keep messin' with our stuff lady &amp; the next time it just might be those beloved Birckenstocks of yours. Hey, fair is fair, you mess up our blog, we eat your stuff. Not to mention, she had one coming for those dang backpacks, we DO NOT care for those so much. She says we just need to get used to them, we say, leave them within reach &amp;amp; we will chew them to smithereens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/000_0255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/000_0255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, and we are very proud to announce that we had our first "score" on the counter surfing that we've been trying to master, an entire pack of saltine crackers, now them are some yummy little morsels, a little dry if you get too many in your mouth at once, but overall tasty! Plus you get the bonus plastic wrapper, that's never a bad thing. From there the weekend only improved we must say. First the man had our friend next door over &amp; was showing him how well we "sit", (for Cheetos we will do &lt;em&gt;anything),&lt;/em&gt; this was our first experience with these &amp;amp; they are the dogdiggity! Of course the lady about had a coronary when she saw him so we only got a couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/000_0253.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She did follow up with some watermelon though &amp; it is truly a toss up, (thank you Army of Four for putting the bug in her ear!) cheesy, crunchy stuff or the sweet, juicy stuff, it's probably safe to say that we won't get much of a choice unless we can con the man for the Cheetos when she's not home. We have had the melon a couple times now so we're not feeling too cheated.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/000_0254.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;While we were gone we got tagged by Althea so here are 5 things that make us good dog friends:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. We have a big pool &amp; sandbow that ALL dogs are welcome at.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. There's lots of fruit in our yard that we would share.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. We're not overly eager about the whole butt sniffin thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. We have LOTS of energy so we can play along time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. We like all non-aggressive dogs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not very exciting, we know, but you guys are really all of the friends we have until we start our dog classes &amp;amp; can meet some other dogs. OK, there is Zeus a couple yards down, he's the same age as us but quit a bit smaller even though he's a lab. The only thing with him is, everytime we go down there, he's always got his "you-know-what" pokin' out at us &amp; well it's rather, shall we say, GROSS! Hence the fact the lady doesn't like to take us down there very much, can't really blame her, it is kinda rude. She says she has friends with dogs but they never come over, we don't know why. We have heard her talk about a dog park that's about, oh a medium lenghth nap away. She said we can't go there until we learn some &lt;em&gt;manners&lt;/em&gt;, something about not being &lt;em&gt;socially acceptable&lt;/em&gt;, whatever that means! Just because we get a little excited when we meet people &amp;amp; jump, she says we're gonna knock someone's teeth out, we say get down here where we can give you a proper hello then. Dang, don't sniff butts, don't lick faces, don't jump on people, why doesn't she just go ahead &amp; tell us to be cats &amp;amp; get it over with! So, we're going to go along with the classes if it means the dog park, we're just sure there's got to be others like us there! Well, we have to go for now, we can feel a round of "fight club" coming over us, ya'll go get yourselves some of those Cheetos, you won't be sorry!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115880624700990700?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115880624700990700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115880624700990700&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115880624700990700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115880624700990700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/09/ok-maybe-shes-had-enough_20.html' title='OK, Maybe she&apos;s had enough...'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115835470325350623</id><published>2006-09-15T17:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T17:14:07.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What has she done now?!</title><content type='html'>AAARGGGGG! We are soooooo tired of the lady messin' with our stuff! Now she's somehow gotten all of our sidebar stuff all the way down at the bottom of the page, what the heck! If she doesn't know what she's doing, then she should stop changing things! And of course, she can't recall what she would have changed to make it do that &amp; is scared to try &amp;amp; fix it (remember what happened when she wanted to change the page to green...). If any husky knows how to fix her screw up (AGAIN!) please let us know. We're about ready to ban her from our page all together! Last time we didn't let her get back on for a few days, you'd think she woulda learned! You don't see us going out &amp; trying to drive her Jeep do ya, dang! Turbo is so right, humans are STUPID! We love her &amp;amp; all, but stop messing up our blog, go get your own to screw up!&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, a very aggravated Macie &amp;amp; Malechai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115835470325350623?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115835470325350623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115835470325350623&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115835470325350623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115835470325350623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-has-she-done-now.html' title='What has she done now?!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115828898829136161</id><published>2006-09-14T22:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T22:56:28.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you freakin' kidding me!</title><content type='html'>It's official, the lady has lost her ever lovin' mind! She came home proudly displaying her new "presents" for us last night. I was already a little ticked cause she was late getting home but then the man told us that she was at the pet store, this is usually a good thing so I was pretty excited. And then in she comes with these contraptions, &lt;em&gt;dog backpacks&lt;/em&gt;, great...No bones or new toys or nothin', just backpacks. So tonight she gets our harnesses out &amp; we know what that means, woowoo, momma draggin' time! Then it happened, she put these packs on us &amp;amp; put a water bottle in each side. Now I know that doesn't &lt;em&gt;sound &lt;/em&gt;like much weight, but holy canoli, by half way threw the walk I was sure I was gonna die! She stopped &amp; talked to another lady mid way home &amp;amp; I heard her telling her that we didn't "pull" nearly as bad with these on, du lady, I'm a little busy trying to think of how to get these dang bricks off my back! Macie just trotted right along like she liked it (and she wonders why I give her full frontal face bites). She's gonna get a good howlin' at later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/000_0238.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/000_0238.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I'll ask, are you kiddin' me, the lady freaked out the other day &amp; threw all the Nylabone&lt;br /&gt;stuff out, somethin" about choking hazard &amp;amp; not digestible", whatever, anyway, see the blue &amp; green shreds? That would be a ball that the silly man gave us while the lady was at work, some kinda of tasty foam rubber stuff. Of course the lady gets home, freaks out AGAIN, hollars at the man, throws all the yummy pieces away....We had to listen to her rant a good part of our walk about that ball! By all means take our hard rubber things away &amp;amp; give us some foam rubber,geesh! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/000_0235.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/000_0235.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She did get us some new beds though, her &amp; the man are taking bets on how long before we shred these, they do resemble our old lamby we had that we gutted (she threw that out too), I'm kinda enjoying snoozin' on it right now though, so I may wait awhile before destroying it, we'll have to see. The good news is the sun finally came out today so we got to be outside, big woo there! When the man came home from work we had been dilligently working on our tunnel (we're still looking for that Alaskan Pipeline thing) &amp;amp; he said this was the dirtiest he's seen us yet, it was a very proud moment in our huskism! We got in our pool before the lady got home so she didn't get to see us, we were lookin' good, you all woulda been proud! Better go, time to demand an orange!&lt;br /&gt;Beware of the Backpacks, Malechai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115828898829136161?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115828898829136161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115828898829136161&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115828898829136161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115828898829136161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/09/are-you-freakin-kidding-me.html' title='Are you freakin&apos; kidding me!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115817125960764801</id><published>2006-09-13T14:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T21:22:01.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to Photograph a Puppy&lt;br /&gt;1. Remove film from box and load camera.&lt;br /&gt;2. Remove film box from puppy’s mouth and throw in trash.&lt;br /&gt;3. Remove puppy from trash and brush coffee grounds from muzzle.&lt;br /&gt;4. Choose a suitable background for photo.&lt;br /&gt;5. Mount camera on tripod, check flash and focus.&lt;br /&gt;6. Find puppy and take dirty sock from mouth.&lt;br /&gt;7. Place puppy in pre-focused spot and return to camera.&lt;br /&gt;8.Forget about spot and crawl after puppy on knees.&lt;br /&gt;9. Focus with one hand while fending off puppy with other hand.&lt;br /&gt;10. Get tissue and clean nose print from lens.&lt;br /&gt;11. Put cat outside and put peroxide on the scratch on puppy's nose.&lt;br /&gt;12. Put magazines back on coffee table.&lt;br /&gt;13. Try to get puppy's attention by squeaking toy over your head.&lt;br /&gt;14. Replace your glasses and check camera for damage.&lt;br /&gt;15. Jump up in time to grab puppy by scruff of neck and say- "No, no outside!"&lt;br /&gt;16. Call spouse to help clean up the mess.&lt;br /&gt;17. Fix a stiff drink.&lt;br /&gt;18. Sit back in chair, put your feet up, sip your drink and resolve to teach puppy "sit" and "stay" the first thing in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author Unknown (funny stuff &amp;amp; oh, so true!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115817125960764801?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115817125960764801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115817125960764801&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115817125960764801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115817125960764801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/09/how-to-photograph-puppy-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115816966811421952</id><published>2006-09-13T13:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T23:21:11.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Paranoid New Mother?</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone, Macie &amp; Malechai's Mom here. Recently (Monday) there was a segment on our local news about &lt;em&gt;Nylabone &lt;/em&gt;products. They've stated that they can be harmful to our dogs, especially the greenies. I have done some online research &amp;amp; found that 2 different sights are saying the same thing, &lt;a href="http://www.purelypets.com/healthalert/nylabonewarning.html"&gt;http://www.purelypets.com/healthalert/nylabonewarning.html&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.benderplace.com/allcreaturesgreatandsmall/product_alerts.htm"&gt;http://www.benderplace.com/allcreaturesgreatandsmall/product_alerts.htm&lt;/a&gt; Of course there are several other sights that have individual testimonies as well. I also went to &lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com"&gt;www.snopes.com&lt;/a&gt; to try &amp;amp; see what their findings are on this, they were &lt;em&gt;inconclusive. &lt;/em&gt;Just to be safe, all &lt;em&gt;Nylabone&lt;/em&gt; products have been removed from our home. It's just so hard to know what to believe! Since all of you are veteran dog owners, I wanted to see what you think, am I paranoid or is there reason for alarm? I've been told that I'm pretty "anal" in regards to the feeding of my huskies, but I've read so many different things about their stomachs being sensitive &amp; possible thyroid conditions that I don't want to take any chances. We were also told by our vet to stay clear of any pig ear type stuff so my dogs have never gotten so much as a whiff of those. Now I've also read that rawhides are bad &amp;amp; my pups LOVE those, what the heck?! This is our first time with Huskies &amp; they are the most incredible dogs that I have ever encountered, I just don't want to do anything that could hurt them or shorten their time with us! Any input from you all would be VERY much appreciated! This is all probably old news to everyone else, but we were cat people before our Huskies so it's all new to us. Thank you in advance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115816966811421952?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115816966811421952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115816966811421952&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115816966811421952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115816966811421952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/09/paranoid-new-mother.html' title='Paranoid New Mother?'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115815000005508670</id><published>2006-09-12T08:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T23:15:52.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Did I Tell You?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure I said, "If it continues to rain I will be forced to eat another wall"....Ok, so it's only a roll of paper towels (I was a little leary of the wall after Meeshka's warning about the electricity stuff). Hey, what's a girl to do, this is going on day 3 of being stuck in the house due to the stupid rain! I had to be quick on my paws for this one, the lady was only out of the room for a couple minutes. She needed to know just how disgusted I am over the situation! She musta got the message, she didn't even hollar, just laughed &amp; got the camera. I was a little miffed that she felt she needed to "clean up" my beautiful shredded creation though. I'll let it slide this time, only because she then gave Malechai &amp;amp; I each a big giant bone to work on, good humom! There's hope for her yet. Rain, rain, go away, we want to go outside &amp;amp; play!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115815000005508670?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115815000005508670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115815000005508670&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115815000005508670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115815000005508670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-did-i-tell-you.html' title='What Did I Tell You?!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115802845488776962</id><published>2006-09-11T23:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T23:22:05.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Days &amp; Mondays, Allways Get Me Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0541.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0541.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sigh, bored, bored, bored. Did I mention I'm bored! Hello fellow fluffy ones, Macie here and I'm terribly bored . It rained really hard most of the night, lots of thunder &amp; lightning. And then we get up this morning &amp;amp; guess what, yep, more rain. Those dang humans left us outside till about 3:00 this morning, when the thunder woke the lady. Let us in! We were soaked, all of our furriness was drenched, of course we demanded that she dry us off immediately! We calmed down only after we were sure that we made her feel like a terrible mother. Now she will have to brush us until our furriness is back to the appropriate fluffiness. Well, that's what she gets, leave us outside while she's nice &amp; dry in the house, I think NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, we've had to be inside ALL day! I chose to sleep most of it away. Malechai tried to bug on me a couple times, but figured out I was in no mood after a couple of full frontal face bites! Leave me alone, I'm sulking. The few times that I've been conscious today, I've had a couple thoughts. One, I'm tired of all the "healthy crap" that we have to eat, we want to go to this Fazolis place that we heard Koda talking about. Will you look what she gave us as a "snack" yesterday, yes that's celery! What the heck?! Do we looked excited to you, paleeze, celery....This is what she feeds us friends, celery. Ok, so we are eating it, she had made it pretty clear that that was the snack o' the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the Kong, we HATE THE KONG! It's the debil Bobby Bouche' (hopefully everyone has seen &lt;em&gt;The Waterboy&lt;/em&gt;). Maybe it's just that our lady is stoooopid, we're not sure, but she shoves it full of those biscuit things &amp;amp; we can not get them out! We think it's a doggy torture device that the humans created! My brother is almost tall enough for that counter surfing that I hear you all talk about, his nose is right at the edge. He thinks I should let him climb on my back so he can reach, look at him, he's a moose, not happenin'! (He's the closest one to you, if you all couldn't tell from his big fat head.) That is where all the chicken treats are though &amp; I do like me some chicken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/000_0231.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/000_0231.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh and as if the day hadn't been boring enough, the lady gets home from work &amp; instead of paying immediate attention to me, she has to doctor the man. He got himself a good case of some poison plant or somethin' like that. Whatever it is, it makes him itch like he's got fleas. They put all kinds of stuff on him &amp;amp; I tried to be helpful by licking it back off. If he would just let me help, I'm sure I could heal him right up, but noooooo. Don't listen to the dog that licks it's own wounds &amp; heals them, hu uh, cause why would ya, geesh! Humans, I tell ya. Once she was done with him did she do anything fun with us, NO! Gave us each a rawhide &amp;amp; made us lay down on the couch so she can watch football, woohoo, again, boring! Well, the lady's getting her big rear up (finally), she said her team won, some Viking something or other. All I know is where they are gets LOTS of snow so they can't be all bad. I'm going to go tell her we should celebrate with chicken treats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, If it rains again tomorrow, I may be forced to eat another wall, just sayin for instance...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115802845488776962?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115802845488776962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115802845488776962&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115802845488776962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115802845488776962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/09/rainy-days-mondays-allways-get-me-down.html' title='Rainy Days &amp; Mondays, Allways Get Me Down'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115802423076317140</id><published>2006-09-10T19:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T21:24:35.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sure the fence is secure...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/000_0190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/000_0190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, we were just bragging about how our humans had done all kinds of "containment" preparation for us before we came. They cut sod, laid chicken wire, concreted the middle of it in, laid the grass back down &amp; put up this nice tall fence. It all sounds good, but much to &lt;em&gt;their&lt;/em&gt; dismay, we have still managed to do what we Huskies are known for, escape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Apparently, they didn't stretch the fence tight enough or something, (we are not offering any help, of course). OK it was like this, we were outside with the lady &amp; a little boy came up to the fence &amp;amp; well, he had something tasty looking in his hands &amp; on his face, soooooo, we &lt;em&gt;had &lt;/em&gt;to see what it was. Much to our surprise (and the ladies) we pushed on the fence together &amp;amp; voila, we were able to wiggle right under it! Well this caused the lady to go completely insane &amp; start shrieking for the man. Which then inturn caused the boy to freak out (he was doing just fine till the lady let out that death squall), it was ugly! It's not like we were going anywhere, we merely wanted to "clean" the lad up. Next thing we know, one human is running for the kid &amp;amp; our humans are acting like we have just done something awful! We got basically dragged back into our yard &amp; the man went out &amp;amp; got these long metal stake things &amp; pounded them thru the fence &amp;amp; way down into the ground. We've heard that more of that concrete stuff is coming next. It rained here so it was too wet to do immediately. At any rate, we have gotten a good chuckle at them, they did all that work &amp; then all we had to do was push &amp;amp; crawl! WOO WOO!!! We say again, Silly Humans!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115802423076317140?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115802423076317140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115802423076317140&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115802423076317140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115802423076317140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/09/sure-fence-is-secure.html' title='Sure the fence is secure...'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115766609780402436</id><published>2006-09-07T17:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T17:55:12.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PUPPIES!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/kZvDq-xVjMiOgGOT%20mKEHPb67PJinGeK0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/pupsoutdoors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/pupsoutdoors.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are very excited to announce that our &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; Mom is going to have more puppies in October. This is us with our sister Raja. We think our Mom &amp; Dad make beautiful puppies. If anyone is interested you can check out where we came from at &lt;a href="http://www.majesticsiberians.com"&gt;www.majesticsiberians.com&lt;/a&gt; . They are good humans there &amp;amp; only breed about twice a year. Our human parents looked at a lot of different breeders &amp; choose these folks. The lady said she just got the best feeling about this breeder. She still keeps in contact with her &amp;amp; gives her updates on us. Originally the humans wanted to get rescues but since this is there first time having Huskies they thought better of it. Don't worry, we'll get them raised up right so that they can help our fellow Huskies in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115766609780402436?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115766609780402436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115766609780402436&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115766609780402436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115766609780402436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/09/puppies.html' title='PUPPIES!!!!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115759619901760095</id><published>2006-09-06T22:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T16:27:18.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MMMMM! Tasty Flowers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0426.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0426.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0397.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0397.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Remember the flower beds we told ya all about? Well here they are, the top one used to be rose, iris, lily &amp; ribbon grass. It took us all of about a hot 2 seconds to destroy this one. We do wish that the grass stuff would grow back though, that was pretty fun to roll around in when it was really tall. Hey, who knew it was gonna kill it, we were just&lt;em&gt; inspecting&lt;/em&gt; it for any possible critters that might freak the lady out (well, it sounded good). We can not be held accountable for the humans ignorance! They brought us out here for a swim &amp;amp; then just let us run, like we were going to stay up on the hot deck, please!&lt;br /&gt;The bottom one was just plain yummy! That's where the lady grows raspberries and are worth every thorn! And over in the corner there's an apricot tree, it's like a fruit buffet out here! We ask you fellow dogs, would you be able to resist? There ya go then. What do they expect?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/000_0233.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/000_0233.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our newest conquest, it doesn't look like much in the picture, but we feel it has the makings of a good one! Keep in mind, this used to be all nice &amp; grassy. We had to get that out of there, all it does is hinder the digging process. It took us a lot of running &amp;amp; many a "fight club" to get it to stop coming back. We've seen pictures of the craters that other huskies have dug where you can't see anything but their tails, that's what we hope to eventually be able to do! It's never to early to start practicing we figure. Well, until next time, may all your holes be muddy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115759619901760095?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115759619901760095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115759619901760095&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115759619901760095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115759619901760095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/09/mmmmm-tasty-flowers.html' title='MMMMM! Tasty Flowers!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115749155053600795</id><published>2006-09-04T11:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T17:25:58.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On A Sad Note</title><content type='html'>We are very sad to announce the passing of "The Crocodile Hunter", Steve Irwin. Our man just read it to us out of the paper. Although we never met him in person, he kept the human lady entertained for hours while we ransacked the house. She just loved his "Crikey and Look at this little beauty"catch phrases! We send a very sorrowful howl out to his wife &amp; children &amp;amp; especially his best friend, Sue, his dog. He will be missed by all! Now we have to go lick our humans, this has got us all teared up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115749155053600795?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115749155053600795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115749155053600795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115749155053600795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115749155053600795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/09/on-sad-note.html' title='On A Sad Note'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115699045981991061</id><published>2006-08-30T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T16:30:43.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All In A Days Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahhhh, the cool weather has come &amp; we are back to walking ALOT! This is what we do right after words. Most times the lady lets us back in our yard so we can get in the pool &amp;amp; cool off. Nothin like runnin around with your face completely submerged in cold pool water after a long walk. The man came out today &amp; scrubbed our pool, just when you get the right combination of sand &amp;amp; dirt mixed in there, here they come to wash it out. It's funny really, lets see, we have a giant sandbox and lots of dirt and they act like rinsing out the pool is going to keep us clean, silly humans! We let them though cause the cold water from the hose is the best. Once we are good &amp; wet &amp;amp; of course dirty, we like to demand to be let back in the house by scratching on the window looking doors that lead into our peoples room. After that it's on to the cool kitchen floor in front of the fan, it is a good life!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The man actually came on our walk with us tonight, this doesn't happen very often, usually we just get the lady. It wasn't too bad though, he likes to walk faster than the lady, but we don't get to be right next to each other like when it's just her. Not to mention, it's big fun to drag her around! Since it's been nicer outside, there have been a lot more dogs out in their yards. There are some of them that aren't going to be our new best friends, we can tell. They charge at their fences &amp; say some pretty mean things. The lady must speak a little dog cause she always keeps us at the other side of the road. We like it best when we go in the woods or through some tall grass areas. There's lots more to smell than on the stupid street. If it were up to us, there would be no streets, just grass, dirt, rocks....Oh, got a little side tracked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey, we been meaning to mention, we figured out early on that the sandbox was a "ploy" to get us not to dig in other spots. For the most part, we are always in &lt;em&gt;our &lt;/em&gt;yard, but, in the summer they let us in the big pool with them. This is a entirely different part of the yard that is fenced off to us. We like it in here a lot. They had it all nice with their tasty little flower beds &amp;amp; well, lets just say, &lt;em&gt;had,&lt;/em&gt; is the operative word here. We were able to knock this one out in about, oh, 2 minutes. Apparently, the lady is having some difficulties with the computer again so we will have to post this picture at another time. It's a dandy. She says sometimes it will let her post more than 1 picture &amp;amp; then sometimes it won't. Dang human contraptions! Now she's aggravated so we have to sign off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115699045981991061?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115699045981991061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115699045981991061&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115699045981991061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115699045981991061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/08/all-in-days-walk.html' title='All In A Days Walk'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115689706840564087</id><published>2006-08-29T20:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T17:08:33.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi New Friends!</title><content type='html'>We have&lt;em&gt; finally&lt;/em&gt; allowed that woman back on the computer. Boy what a disaster, we still haven't figured out how to get back on to that cool Husky Blogger Ring though. All in good time...&lt;br /&gt;We just wanted to give a howl out to all our new friends! Thank you for "introducing" us Opy! So far we have we have met Kaluah, Raisa (thank you for your help with the Husky Blogger Ring, we are waiting to get the code again), Turbo, Chuck, Dakota, IndyPindy, Koda &amp;amp; Meeshka. We are very excited to have met you all! Hopefully that will be the good thing about these "puppy classes" that we keep hearing about, wonder if there will be any other huskys?! Until next time, stay away from the birds, we hear they're not good to eat right now (ground squirrels might be tasty).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115689706840564087?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115689706840564087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115689706840564087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115689706840564087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115689706840564087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/08/hi-new-friends.html' title='Hi New Friends!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115656046172866578</id><published>2006-08-25T22:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T20:12:44.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy is our "Mom" STUPID!</title><content type='html'>She just &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to pick a new template thingy &amp; CLEARED all the cool stuff we've been adding &amp;amp; finding! All to change it to green.... why must she mess with our stuff, sigh! What a drag! Apparently she didn't relize how &lt;em&gt;hard&lt;/em&gt; it has been for us to learn how to do all this stuff, we are dogs ya know?! Better get busy, dang humans!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115656046172866578?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115656046172866578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115656046172866578&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115656046172866578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115656046172866578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/08/boy-is-our-mom-stupid.html' title='Boy is our &quot;Mom&quot; STUPID!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115654250266856869</id><published>2006-08-25T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T16:34:38.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mastering Our People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VICTORY IS OURS! We have finally trained our human in how to properly walk a Husky. Last night was our most successful walk with her yet. She understands now that we do not care to walk next to her, we are sled dogs, we are supposed to be in the lead! Since we've made that clear she has stopped trying to choke us to death &amp; we have stopped trying to pull her down the street. It all went bad when she started watching that &lt;em&gt;Dog&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Whisperer &lt;/em&gt;guy, she should've taken notice to the fact that he never has puppies or Huskies on his show. Why, because we don't respond well to yanking us, she can be the "Alpha"(she does bring the food) all we want is a few feet, then she's not tripping over us &amp;amp; vice versa. Soooo we had to do a little human reprograming.&lt;br /&gt;Even though we have come to an understanding, she's still been talking to the man about obedience classes, we think she's crazy but what do we know?! Go ahead lady, waste your money, maybe we'll get to make a few new friends. Apparently we have 1 more month of freedom before these classes start, we have to be 6 months old, should be interesting or at the least, very intertaining. We have cousins that go &amp; they love it, 1 is a German Shepherd &amp;amp; the other is an Austrailan Shepherd, we sure hope our "Mom" isn't expecting the same results from us, not gonna happen! We'll humor her for awhile just incase there might be some chicken treats involved, if there's no treats, she'll get tricks all right!&lt;br /&gt;We gotta say, this getting these humans trained is a full days work! They're coming along nicely though. They tell us all the time how much they love us &amp; kiss on us, this makes for a great opportunity for full on frontal face licking! They're rather tasty! It's probabl&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0583.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0583.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y not to soon to assume that we have achieved domination over them. Even when we do this, a few flashes of the baby blues &amp; well, they're pretty much over it.&lt;br /&gt;We finished this beauty while they were at work today, nice eh?! Usually we get to be outside while they're at work but it's been way to hot for our furriness &amp;amp; honestly, we just don't care for our crate, strange, we know. They put it in here &amp; all it does is take up our nice cool floor &amp;amp; we can't get to the air vents. We heard them say at they start that the kitchen would be the cheepest room in the house to have to "redo".......... Well, it's about time to go get a snack, goodnight friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115654250266856869?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115654250266856869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115654250266856869&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115654250266856869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115654250266856869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/08/mastering-our-people.html' title='Mastering Our People'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115647639506257025</id><published>2006-08-25T01:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T16:37:58.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it any wonder we're so darn cute?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/Raja.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/sidebyside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/sidebyside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little "background" history for ya... This is our Mom &amp; Dad (yes, the &lt;em&gt;real &lt;/em&gt;ones). On the Left is our Mom, Corrie and on the Right is our Dad, DJ. There were lots of kids &amp;amp; plenty of green grass to run around in on the farm that we came from. Mom &amp; Dad are still there, they have a human too, she's pure Husky people! We have some very pretty sisters also, they went to separate homes. We wish we could have all stayed together but not many humans are willing or can afford to have 4 of us. Luckily for us, our new "parents" actually wanted 2. So we got to stay together, thank goodness, cause we have pretty much hung together since the very beginning. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/Arie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/Arie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/Raja.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/Raja.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are our sisters Raja &amp; Arie with their new owners. Told ya they were pretty! Looks like they've found good homes too, wonder if they have a sandbox like ours? This is only half of ours, it's around a big tree, the man had to build us some stairs to get in it but we won't need them for much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/MacieMalechaisandbox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of sandboxes, have we mentioned how much fun these are?! Not only are they great to dig in but they also serve as a nice place to poop! Our people tried &amp; tried to get us to not "potty" in there, but now that we see what the cats already knew... You don't have to walk around in circles for 5 minutes to get your spot matted down (so as to not tickle your bum), it's wonderful! The only downfall is now the lady won't let the little kids that come over get in it with us. We don't know why, she goes around with a scooper thing &amp;amp; gets the poo out, what's the big deal?&lt;br /&gt;We like to run around in here as fast as we can right after we get in the pool, this drives the lady crazy, what the heck did she think was going to happen, water + sand = muddy dogs, even we can do that math, come on now! Then there's the hole digging which usually leads to "Fight Club". Neither of us is going to be out dug by the other, so as one of us digs the other backs right up to the hole &amp; or face &amp;amp; starts throwin' sand top speed. Well, you can imagine the riot this starts, nobody likes to get sand in the face.&lt;br /&gt;Lately we have started our tunnel to Alaska (that "pipeline"thing has to be somewhere) under &amp; around the humans deck. We like this much better as we finally figured out that we weren't going to get there via the sandbox (somehow the holes keep filling in). Plus this is actual dirt, yea buddy, there's nothin' quit like it! Nice cool dirt!!! You dig a hole in this stuff &amp;amp; it's still there when you come back later &amp;amp; if you're real lucky, it will rain in the mean time! Oh yea, mud hole here we come! Hey, they said we could dig under there the first day they brought us home, silly humans, apparently they didn't know that we are professional excavaters! Well, we have to go, time for bed, maybe we can con the lady out of a snack...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115647639506257025?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115647639506257025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115647639506257025&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115647639506257025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115647639506257025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/08/is-it-any-wonder-were-so-darn-cute.html' title='Is it any wonder we&apos;re so darn cute?!'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115629581295845698</id><published>2006-08-22T23:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T21:16:53.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/fightclub.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/fightclub.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0381.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Step right up, get your tickets folks, it's "Fight Club". It's what our people refer to this as. Me I call it, Shut Your Big Giant Hole Macie! And well, all I'm thinking is dang brother, have you been eating poo, you're breath is kickin'! (The expression on my face should be enough to convey to you all how bad it really does smell. ) We like to do this most of all, it's just our way of expressing how much we care (yea, &lt;em&gt;that's&lt;/em&gt; what it is)! Most times the lady will let us go to it, but then sometimes she starts hollering somethin' about go to your separate corners, not happening, she does it just when things are starting to get good. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We find this game most entertaining while she's in the kitchen with us trying to cook dinner. We've almost managed to get her on the ground with us a few times, oooh that would be great, then we could mall her &amp; lick all the good food off her fingers! They get to eat all kinds of tasty smellin' stuff, we never get any of it, she has us on some natural diet. It's not all bad though, we do get salmon or sardines in our breakfast most days, sometimes even eggs! Then there's all the fruit, apples, blueberries, oranges (oh how we LOVE oranges!), bananas, gotta say we're to hip on those, what's with the mushiness, YUCK! People actually eat those things, ewww! Carrots, spinach...Ok, enough with the food, oh but wait, the chicken breast jerky things are the bomb, ok there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here lately the lady has been making us stay inside due to the heat. At first we were not at all impressed &amp;amp; just to show them how much we disapproved we created this little&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;masterpiece right in the hallway across from the bathroom. Give it up fellow Huskies, you all know this is a beauty! We didn't think we did to bad for our first try &amp; only being 5 months old! The people really didn't get as mad as we had expected. We heard the lady telling the man about how all the research she had done before they got us said that we were known for such antics. Hey we'd hate to prove the experts wrong! Just doing the "Husky thing". Actually that wall stuff doesn't taste all that great. Plus, we've been outside to pee &amp;amp; all &amp; let's just say, it's HOT!&lt;br /&gt;She set us up on the cool floor in the kitchen with air vents &amp;amp; a fan blowing right on us. We were pretty much outside puppies before this so we had no idea of what we were missing! If she thinks she's going to throw us back outside anytime soon, she's crazy! It's since we've been inside that we have discovered Kleenex, soap, magazines &amp; lots of other wonderful finds, who knew! So we've laid off of the walls &amp;amp; trim, for now anyway, we dig it inside! We only get to go in the other room were the big jumpy mountain thing is, when she is right with us. Normally she sits on this thing but not when we come in, then it's King of the Mountain time! We get her to move off pretty quick. Why would you ever want to just sit on it when you can jump over it &amp; throw each other off, sheesh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0496.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0496.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hot Dog the lady just said it was time for our walk! She likes to go early in the morning &amp;amp; after the sun goes down at night. That's ok with us (all but the early part) cause then it's not so dang hot. Till next time, may all your yummy tissues be snotty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115629581295845698?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115629581295845698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115629581295845698&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115629581295845698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115629581295845698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/08/fight-club.html' title='Fight Club'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115621230089396964</id><published>2006-08-21T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T08:38:55.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And now a word from the Queen of Everything! (Or at least Malechai)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0403.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0403.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So funny, did Malechai &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;think he was going to be the only one to speak, PALEEZE! We need to clear a few things up right off the bat!&lt;br /&gt;1. He doesn't &lt;em&gt;let&lt;/em&gt; me do anything, I kick his butt fair &amp; square!&lt;br /&gt;2. Just look at us &amp;amp; it's perfectly clear that I am the MOST beautiful &amp; of course smartest.&lt;br /&gt;3. If one of us is going to lead anything, let me assure you that it will be me! He does good to find his way to the sandbox!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's much better! He just drives me crazy, always trying to throw his weight around, fat cow! Then when I get on him, he starts whining to the human lady &amp;amp; she actually takes his side! Unreal! I will say this, he is good at getting those tissues though &amp; most times I can get my share before he hogs them all down. Have I mentioned that he doesn't chew his food, it's gross really, just swallows it whole. Sometimes when the lady gives us blueberries, he poops them whole! He's been getting in trouble lately for eating rocks, never guess how the humans found out about that one, yep in the poop! The lady keeps trying to tell him that there gonna get stuck &amp;amp; he's gonna end up with some operation or something like that, again see the end of #2 up there, not the smartest one...&lt;br /&gt;Enough about him, I want to talk about ME! I would have to say one of my most favorite things to do is con Malechai out of the air vent! He falls for it everytime, first I start with a few short yipps, giving him a fair chance to surrender before anyone gets hurt, but noooooo. So then I go for his favorite stupid lamb, it makes a terrible noise that I really can't stand, but I can take it if it gets him off the vent, sometimes this works, sometimes not. If not then the last resort is to go over to the otherside of the refrigerator were he can't see me &amp; act like I see a cat. That, my friends, does it everytime! He just can't stand it, has to come over &amp;amp; get in my business, so while the dumby stands there looking for the cat, I go over &amp;amp; take the vent, VICTORY IS MINE! Most times this ends up in "Fight Club", I'm sure the big baby mentioned that in his earlier ramblings!&lt;br /&gt;Dang, I have to go, the lady says it's &lt;em&gt;potty time,&lt;/em&gt; I think we know when we have to pee...she must be ready for bed, whatever! Tatta for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115621230089396964?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115621230089396964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115621230089396964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115621230089396964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115621230089396964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-now-word-from-queen-of-everything.html' title='And now a word from the Queen of Everything! (Or at least Malechai)'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115620915690502144</id><published>2006-08-21T20:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T22:42:36.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A word from Malechai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/100_0507.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/100_0507.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there, I'm Malechai, doing my favorite thing, laying on the air vent (well, besides fighting with my sister Macie). Sometimes the woman gets a little miffed at this, something about it makes the rest of the kitchen hot, as if I care, it's nice &amp; cool on my fluff! I also really like to jump the fence into the humans bedroom &amp;amp; get into the garbage where all the wonderful tissues are, this trick impresses the heck out of them. If I get the chance, I jump back over the fence &amp; blame it on my sister, I think their starting to get hip to this though. Those humans aren't as dumb as you would think. I still can't understand why they insist on throwing the Kleenex away though, don't they know they are to eaten, relished even! I've recently discovered soap out of the bathroom too, now that's good eatin', I don't care who you are. Of course the man got ticked &amp;amp; shooed me out, says it will give me the squirts, I say well worth it!&lt;br /&gt;Today the female human put up some taller fences, these are going to be a little trickier to master. I think by the end of the week I should be able to conquer them however. My sister kinda leaves that stuff up to me, she's just not as tall, or as strong, fluffy, handsome...oh, sorry, got side tracked.&lt;br /&gt;She's all right as far as sisters go, but every since that 8 Below movie, guys, you know the one, where that female husky is the pack leader, well let's just say &lt;em&gt;Queen&lt;/em&gt; Macie's head has gotten a little big. I let her think she can take me, but sometimes I have to give her the ole' Sumo Slam &amp;amp; remind her who truly is boss. Girls, sheesh! The humans refer to this as "Fight Club", we frequent the joint often, well, that's why they got 2 of us so that we could keep each other entertained...&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go, I think Macie is getting a chicken treat, gotta get me some!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115620915690502144?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115620915690502144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115620915690502144&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115620915690502144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115620915690502144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/08/word-from-malechai.html' title='A word from Malechai'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33119846.post-115619756658603513</id><published>2006-08-21T19:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T17:59:26.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, pleased to meet you!(The human lady made us say it)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/Playing.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/1600/ThePups.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/3632/320/ThePups.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howdy to all our dog buds out there! We are new to the blog business but our "Mom" (we humor her, she brings the food) just thought we needed to do this. We would like to thank Meeshka for turning our human onto this. Meeshka is our idol! It's important for young pups to have good roll models &amp; from what our human has read to us, sounds like Meeshka knows all the cool husky stuff that our "parents" aren't about to tell! We are 5 month old Huskies &amp; all that that implies. We came from a breeder &lt;a href="http://www.majesticsiberians.com"&gt;www.majesticsiberians.com&lt;/a&gt; in Iowa, our "parents" drove for 3 1/2 hours to get us which, in turn, meant we had to ride back crammed in the back of a little Jeep with this goofy human ooohing &amp;amp; aaahing all over us, YUCK! Get off us lady! That was in May.&lt;br /&gt;Once we arrived at our new digs we decided the humans might not be too bad after all. We had a HUGE yard fully equipped with a giant sand box, a dirt hiding place under their deck (that we are allowed to dig in all we want), a great big dog house with a deck (that we never go in) &amp; our own swimming pool. At first she tried to put us in a big cage kinda thing at night, but we weren't having that, we cried &amp;amp; threw ourselves against it &amp; fought between each other until she let us out. Of course we weren't house trained, soooooo, we'd rather not discuss that, it was kinda embarrassing! It's all good now, we know we can only go outside to do that or the female human looses her mind! We kinda like her, as we said, she brings the food &amp;amp; walks us. The man, not so much, he just pets us when he comes home, ok, he's not too bad. These people also have 5 cats, they do not like us &amp; well, we don't really care too much for them either! They are very snotty &amp;amp; don't want to play at all, they just make a strange hssss sound, we're pretty sure that's not cat for hello! Well, gotta run, it's about time for dinner! Until next time, no tasting the cats!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33119846-115619756658603513?l=macie-malechai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/feeds/115619756658603513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33119846&amp;postID=115619756658603513&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115619756658603513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33119846/posts/default/115619756658603513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie-malechai.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-pleased-to-meet-youthe-human.html' title='Hello, pleased to meet you!(The human lady made us say it)'/><author><name>Macie-Malechai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15121568959513861513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rAQ-L7TOanI/RbaoboJdsAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4jT3uQu0r1M/s400/snowdogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
