<?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-7910808210926436771</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:53:54.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Devil Dog</title><subtitle type='html'>Serving satan since 2007</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodathedevildog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910808210926436771/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodathedevildog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Todd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07283861360063729664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SsDtKmME6UI/AAAAAAAAAFI/qULweQvcnuQ/S220/Jan+%2708+228.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910808210926436771.post-4502610785545218648</id><published>2008-10-25T12:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T13:01:53.628-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You're never gonna wear me out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So my owners bought me a treadmill. It's true. They really bought it just for me!! They're hoping it'll help me get some exercise since they don't get me out for a walk every single day. Also, since I'm so athletically trained, I jump that fence more than they like as a result, they don't let me outside as much as they used to. I'm not gonna lie... sometimes I like the treadmill. Especially when I get treats!!  I'll jump on and go for sometimes 5 miles!! But I keep trying to tell them: "You're never gonna wear me out!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Check my video out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                            &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f8502474826164b2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df8502474826164b2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331165001%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D460CA9C3057FE7044D86A75EA82797A1A30ADAD9.395234EFF9674B1F02FA3610F642C6EC3BF5027B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df8502474826164b2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2aOJJgQGjNz5c6cWmeJLB-JR250&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df8502474826164b2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331165001%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D460CA9C3057FE7044D86A75EA82797A1A30ADAD9.395234EFF9674B1F02FA3610F642C6EC3BF5027B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df8502474826164b2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2aOJJgQGjNz5c6cWmeJLB-JR250&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910808210926436771-4502610785545218648?l=kodathedevildog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f8502474826164b2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodathedevildog.blogspot.com/feeds/4502610785545218648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910808210926436771&amp;postID=4502610785545218648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910808210926436771/posts/default/4502610785545218648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910808210926436771/posts/default/4502610785545218648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodathedevildog.blogspot.com/2008/10/youre-never-gonna-wear-me-out.html' title='You&apos;re never gonna wear me out!'/><author><name>Todd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07283861360063729664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SsDtKmME6UI/AAAAAAAAAFI/qULweQvcnuQ/S220/Jan+%2708+228.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910808210926436771.post-2313683818183358787</id><published>2008-10-25T11:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T12:35:49.554-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What?!! You don't ALWAYS want to play?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SQNmwLoOizI/AAAAAAAAAEI/xwAfAo1bCqk/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261161767640140594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SQNmwLoOizI/AAAAAAAAAEI/xwAfAo1bCqk/s400/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SQNmvwUZTwI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mR8DexB8Db8/s1600-h/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261161760309202690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SQNmvwUZTwI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mR8DexB8Db8/s400/059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Puma is my new obsession! I've never experienced something like her before. She belongs to Mike and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt;, friends of ours who are staying with us for a while. I spend my days following her around. She even plays with me. I try to get her to play with me like I played with hades. Only she doesn't like being as rough. She does now and again need her space. Which I just don't understand very well. Why does she run and hide from me? What?!! You don't always want to play?&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/7910808210926436771-2313683818183358787?l=kodathedevildog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodathedevildog.blogspot.com/feeds/2313683818183358787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910808210926436771&amp;postID=2313683818183358787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910808210926436771/posts/default/2313683818183358787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910808210926436771/posts/default/2313683818183358787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodathedevildog.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-you-dont-always-want-to-play.html' title='What?!! You don&apos;t ALWAYS want to play?'/><author><name>Todd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07283861360063729664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SsDtKmME6UI/AAAAAAAAAFI/qULweQvcnuQ/S220/Jan+%2708+228.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SQNmwLoOizI/AAAAAAAAAEI/xwAfAo1bCqk/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910808210926436771.post-5653469554202478885</id><published>2008-07-20T13:18:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T13:31:12.952-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I'm gonna like my new friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SIOR2-SuksI/AAAAAAAAADo/qqMXGpmDCCE/s1600-h/dogs+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225180366300418754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SIOR2-SuksI/AAAAAAAAADo/qqMXGpmDCCE/s320/dogs+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So... I've been kinda sad and bored lately. I don't know why, I guess it's just that I used to be the baby; but, now Roman is. I love him so much, it's just hard to not be the special one of the family. I guess I moped around long enough. Todd came home yesterday with this guy!! &lt;div&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;He's huge!! His name is Hades. He's a 3 yr old Boxer. Todd measured him to see just how big he is: Length 26" Height 26" His friggin head circumfrence is 20" Now... He's 70 1/2 lbs! He dwarfs my 52 lb hound body. I'm so stoked!! The first night we played in the backyard for hours. He's kinda easy to wear out; but, he's a good sport. He'll keep playing even when he's exhausted. I think I'm gonna like my new friend.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225178518472659538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SIOQLamQklI/AAAAAAAAADg/QqpIe_FSb1I/s320/dogs+030.jpg" border="0" /&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/7910808210926436771-5653469554202478885?l=kodathedevildog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodathedevildog.blogspot.com/feeds/5653469554202478885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910808210926436771&amp;postID=5653469554202478885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910808210926436771/posts/default/5653469554202478885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910808210926436771/posts/default/5653469554202478885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodathedevildog.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-think-im-gonna-like-my-new-friend.html' title='I think I&apos;m gonna like my new friend'/><author><name>Todd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07283861360063729664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SsDtKmME6UI/AAAAAAAAAFI/qULweQvcnuQ/S220/Jan+%2708+228.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SIOR2-SuksI/AAAAAAAAADo/qqMXGpmDCCE/s72-c/dogs+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910808210926436771.post-2579151715728559678</id><published>2008-07-02T23:00:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:56:08.162-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a thoughtful present...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What can I say... I'm the sweetest dog on the planet! I got to thinking the other day that I should get Sienna a present. (It's been a while since she's yelled at me.) And to my luck, I happened to find a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dead baby bird in the backyard and thought she might like it. There's a nest high in the tree and these baby robins have been falling out. They don't have any feathers yet. We're pretty sure they die from hitting the ground. Somehow, Todd has been finding them before me. Not this time. Anyway, I got it and brought it in the house. She had a little different reaction this time. She started screaming. She must have been really excited!! She even put on gloves to take it from me. Then she pulled out a bunch of cleaners and started scrubbing where I dropped it for an hour. Even though she threw it away, I know she liked it. I mean who wouldn't? I know if someone brought me a dead baby bird I'd think, "What a thoughtful present!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(I wanted her to take a picture for y'all, but she wouldn't. Sorry!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910808210926436771-2579151715728559678?l=kodathedevildog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodathedevildog.blogspot.com/feeds/2579151715728559678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910808210926436771&amp;postID=2579151715728559678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910808210926436771/posts/default/2579151715728559678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910808210926436771/posts/default/2579151715728559678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodathedevildog.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-thoughtful-present.html' title='What a thoughtful present...'/><author><name>Todd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07283861360063729664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SsDtKmME6UI/AAAAAAAAAFI/qULweQvcnuQ/S220/Jan+%2708+228.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910808210926436771.post-5893872232872842215</id><published>2008-06-30T21:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T21:36:06.049-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's a dog to do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SGmfDqyZA5I/AAAAAAAAADY/Guzx5_aru3s/s1600-h/Presentation1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217876528659497874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SGmfDqyZA5I/AAAAAAAAADY/Guzx5_aru3s/s400/Presentation1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, it's about time I got some pictures up here of my fence.  I first learned that I could jump over it when I was about 7 months old.  Sienna went for a walk with Rome; but, she forgot me!   I ran around the backyard frantic for about 5 minutes, then I just decided to go for it.  What do you know?  I went right over it!!  I thought this was so cool!  Sienna asked Todd to go out back and see if there was a hole, or a missing picket in the fence; so, I showed him what I learned.  I looked at him, ran over to it, jumped up on top of it, then back down.  He thought it was pretty cool the first time; then, for some reason, he actually got a little upset!    It's not like I stood there and cried until he lifted me over.  All I need is my own two back legs!  He's got this crazy Idea to build a Kennel out there so I can't do it anymore.  I don't always jump over it now that I know it makes them mad; but, sometimes they just forget that I'm all alone back here.  All of my friends are out front, and I'm out back.  I have no choice!   It seems like everytime that I find something I'm really good at, they take it away.  What's a dog to do?&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/7910808210926436771-5893872232872842215?l=kodathedevildog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodathedevildog.blogspot.com/feeds/5893872232872842215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910808210926436771&amp;postID=5893872232872842215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910808210926436771/posts/default/5893872232872842215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910808210926436771/posts/default/5893872232872842215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodathedevildog.blogspot.com/2008/06/whats-dog-to-do.html' title='What&apos;s a dog to do?'/><author><name>Todd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07283861360063729664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SsDtKmME6UI/AAAAAAAAAFI/qULweQvcnuQ/S220/Jan+%2708+228.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SGmfDqyZA5I/AAAAAAAAADY/Guzx5_aru3s/s72-c/Presentation1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910808210926436771.post-8608039037936820231</id><published>2008-06-19T17:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T20:45:18.687-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's his is mine!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SFsX4Gb1UHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AAjni-SStME/s1600-h/06-19-08_2024.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213787246178947186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SFsX4Gb1UHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AAjni-SStME/s320/06-19-08_2024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Todd and Sienna tell me all the time to watch out for Rome and I'm way careful! I've never hurt him even when I get really excited to see my friends come over. But who ever said that I can't steal his toys? (...beside them?) I'm pretty good for the most part, but this one was just too irresistible. Look! It has my name all over it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SFsUCVLgrLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/eUpG-CyW31Q/s1600-h/Photo0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213783023889198258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SFsUCVLgrLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/eUpG-CyW31Q/s200/Photo0029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Oh and I over heard Sienna telling Todd on Sunday, that she had put Rome and his binky down on his blanket in the living room but when she went to pick him up, the binky was nowhere to be found. She swore to him she thought she thought it was me. (Dang, she's on to me!) He defended me and said it wasn't. (ha ha! Tricked him!!) But she found it today out on the grass and was pretty mad! (should've buried it in my tunnel!) Needless to say, what's his is mine. Even if they don't agree. I'm just learning to be sneakier!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910808210926436771-8608039037936820231?l=kodathedevildog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodathedevildog.blogspot.com/feeds/8608039037936820231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910808210926436771&amp;postID=8608039037936820231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910808210926436771/posts/default/8608039037936820231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910808210926436771/posts/default/8608039037936820231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodathedevildog.blogspot.com/2008/06/whats-his-is-mine.html' title='What&apos;s his is mine!!'/><author><name>Todd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07283861360063729664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SsDtKmME6UI/AAAAAAAAAFI/qULweQvcnuQ/S220/Jan+%2708+228.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SFsX4Gb1UHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AAjni-SStME/s72-c/06-19-08_2024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910808210926436771.post-4081647862409993360</id><published>2008-06-19T17:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T17:36:39.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm considering taking this up as a career!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SFrrwMTw8dI/AAAAAAAAACg/vBTj-bhffl0/s1600-h/Photo0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213738731805143506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SFrrwMTw8dI/AAAAAAAAACg/vBTj-bhffl0/s320/Photo0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SFrrm39k1_I/AAAAAAAAACY/T5mCrEPsGtk/s1600-h/Photo0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So... Todd has definately set his mind against me. I've tried 3 times to get this tunnel project of mine going in the yard. Well, he buried it all up again! He brought in 3 wheel barrows full of dirt the first time. He didn't even get the soft sand that I originally dug up; he got topsoil. So I had to tunnel through that. He only let me get one day's worth of digging in before he was out there filling it up again. He even covered it with sod. Well, that was in the way; so, I dug through it. I thought maybe he just didn't like the direction I was heading in; so, I went the other way. Nope, he filled it up again! Can you believe this guy?! This time, he got some grass seed and spread that out over my tunnel. At least he kept it nice and wet for me so It was easy to dig up again. Do you know anyone who's looking for a great excavating dog? I'm considering taking this up as a career!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SFrreXp0Z3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/6rzHmYfkHhc/s1600-h/Photo0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213738425612789618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SFrreXp0Z3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/6rzHmYfkHhc/s200/Photo0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SFrrm39k1_I/AAAAAAAAACY/T5mCrEPsGtk/s1600-h/Photo0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh yeah! Here's my other tunnel in the window sill. I don't think they can even see how deep this one is; so they don't know how much dirt to bring in this time. This one's in a better location, it's under the steps on the patio. I'm the only one that can get in to it; so, I've gotten some good work in. Let's see how far I can get before they stop me! Who wants chinese food?!&lt;/span&gt; &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/7910808210926436771-4081647862409993360?l=kodathedevildog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodathedevildog.blogspot.com/feeds/4081647862409993360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910808210926436771&amp;postID=4081647862409993360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910808210926436771/posts/default/4081647862409993360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910808210926436771/posts/default/4081647862409993360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodathedevildog.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-considering-taking-this-up-as-career.html' title='I&apos;m considering taking this up as a career!'/><author><name>Todd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07283861360063729664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SsDtKmME6UI/AAAAAAAAAFI/qULweQvcnuQ/S220/Jan+%2708+228.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SFrrwMTw8dI/AAAAAAAAACg/vBTj-bhffl0/s72-c/Photo0024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910808210926436771.post-7638267270044107559</id><published>2008-06-16T10:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T17:13:58.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm getting pretty good at this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SFrnuPa57fI/AAAAAAAAACA/ncwBstIUkXE/s1600-h/Photo0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213734300234149362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SFrnuPa57fI/AAAAAAAAACA/ncwBstIUkXE/s200/Photo0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well... Last time was okay; but, this time I think I've got it. So, for father's day, I thought I'd re-do the Home Theater Sytem wiring again for Todd. He didn't appreciate it; but, It was so much better this time around. I got the wiring for both of the rear satellite speakers and chewed out the extra wire. I've been told that they'll sound better with shorter distances; so, I still don't understand what he's so upset about. One day he'll appreciate it, after all, I'm getting pretty good at this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910808210926436771-7638267270044107559?l=kodathedevildog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodathedevildog.blogspot.com/feeds/7638267270044107559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910808210926436771&amp;postID=7638267270044107559' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910808210926436771/posts/default/7638267270044107559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910808210926436771/posts/default/7638267270044107559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodathedevildog.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-getting-pretty-good-at-this.html' title='I&apos;m getting pretty good at this.'/><author><name>Todd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07283861360063729664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SsDtKmME6UI/AAAAAAAAAFI/qULweQvcnuQ/S220/Jan+%2708+228.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SFrnuPa57fI/AAAAAAAAACA/ncwBstIUkXE/s72-c/Photo0025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910808210926436771.post-5883358742258939284</id><published>2008-06-13T04:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T04:51:31.272-06:00</updated><title type='text'>...it all began</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SFJRLeo89lI/AAAAAAAAAAo/w_zgoQD2jzs/s1600-h/Photo0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211316976466327122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SFJRLeo89lI/AAAAAAAAAAo/w_zgoQD2jzs/s320/Photo0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SFJOQeo89hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wa7PaPFn1FU/s1600-h/Photo0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi, I'm Takoda. I was born on August 2nd, 2007. I'm a Treeing Walker and Black'n'tan Coonhound mix out of Fairfield, Ut. My family got me soon after buying their new house, and they've had second thoughts ever since! These are gonna be my adventures in reaking havoc on their lives!&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/7910808210926436771-5883358742258939284?l=kodathedevildog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodathedevildog.blogspot.com/feeds/5883358742258939284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910808210926436771&amp;postID=5883358742258939284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910808210926436771/posts/default/5883358742258939284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910808210926436771/posts/default/5883358742258939284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodathedevildog.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-all-began.html' title='...it all began'/><author><name>Todd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07283861360063729664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SsDtKmME6UI/AAAAAAAAAFI/qULweQvcnuQ/S220/Jan+%2708+228.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J8pdjKJokes/SFJRLeo89lI/AAAAAAAAAAo/w_zgoQD2jzs/s72-c/Photo0014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
