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   <title>Relish's Dog Quotations Blog</title>
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   <pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 14:00:56 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>My Boy Jack</title>
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    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EHPygOlIM7QWyLVZWiUiArP-SlM/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EHPygOlIM7QWyLVZWiUiArP-SlM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EHPygOlIM7QWyLVZWiUiArP-SlM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EHPygOlIM7QWyLVZWiUiArP-SlM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Jack was the family dog, but my special boy. He made us laugh and made us mad but he always knew he was top dog.  Everything revolved around keeping&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/7-TA7AuNkCo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 14:00:53 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Duddly the Road Dog</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/2whJVjTVP5Q/duddly-the-road-dog.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DTd7qNIly_F1HNal9BbNjTHsRGo/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DTd7qNIly_F1HNal9BbNjTHsRGo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DTd7qNIly_F1HNal9BbNjTHsRGo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DTd7qNIly_F1HNal9BbNjTHsRGo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I got Duddly as a 5 week old puppy. A lady was outside of the Walmart on the westend of Billings selling them. I fell in love with him on first sight.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/2whJVjTVP5Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 13:58:07 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>I miss you Chippy Doddle</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/c2bKgdy40j4/i-miss-you-chippy-doddle.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hle2nRLFykyFr86Jv1x2k5F64TE/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hle2nRLFykyFr86Jv1x2k5F64TE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hle2nRLFykyFr86Jv1x2k5F64TE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hle2nRLFykyFr86Jv1x2k5F64TE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Chippy Doddle was a stray that came to us one cold December day back in 2001. For a few days he ran between houses, each of us feeding him. My&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/c2bKgdy40j4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 12:32:58 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Farewell to Russel the Dog -Part 2</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/fnIqAQQrip4/farewell-to-russel-the-dog-part-2.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/l8ySHwpq1D2RIPL_oZ9UYgbhWDw/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/l8ySHwpq1D2RIPL_oZ9UYgbhWDw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/l8ySHwpq1D2RIPL_oZ9UYgbhWDw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/l8ySHwpq1D2RIPL_oZ9UYgbhWDw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Over the course of the next year or so, Russels digestive problems persisted. The following summer, Alexis moved back home for a summer job, with her&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/fnIqAQQrip4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 12:30:18 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>A Farewell to Russel the Dog -Part 1</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/JE1ca-10lA4/a-farewell-to-russel-the-dog-part-1.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0PDRNQ3MFgn2Dw3f9TXiEpmuvAs/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0PDRNQ3MFgn2Dw3f9TXiEpmuvAs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0PDRNQ3MFgn2Dw3f9TXiEpmuvAs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0PDRNQ3MFgn2Dw3f9TXiEpmuvAs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Saturday was a day that inevitably had to come but it came much too soon and much too suddenly. It was the day we put Russel to sleep.  I sit here&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/JE1ca-10lA4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 12:27:19 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Kelly, My Youngest Little Girl</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/JxW0_t_6Pns/kelly-my-youngest-little-girl.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/s8A3p10qXSJXimFKdgTh6a9TLnQ/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/s8A3p10qXSJXimFKdgTh6a9TLnQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/s8A3p10qXSJXimFKdgTh6a9TLnQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/s8A3p10qXSJXimFKdgTh6a9TLnQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Third Daughter! Born 15th June, and a little trouble maker. Wrecked the kitchen, sofa actually most things really, even the birthday cake I had spent&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/JxW0_t_6Pns" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 12:15:43 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Proof That Dog Is Man's Best Friend</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/A8lGNryOTaE/proof-that-dog-is-mans-best-friend.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kALkS-o6sSaA8ECW-grpIcpqPSg/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kALkS-o6sSaA8ECW-grpIcpqPSg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kALkS-o6sSaA8ECW-grpIcpqPSg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kALkS-o6sSaA8ECW-grpIcpqPSg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;If you doubt that dog is man's best friend, try the following: lock your wife and your dog in the trunk of your car. After an hour, who's happy to see&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/A8lGNryOTaE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 12:11:25 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>This Is to Fatboy, the Greatest Dog/Friend Anyone Could Ask for</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/jtjRRkg-8S8/this-is-to-fatboy-the-greatest-dogfriend-anyone-could-ask-for.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/r2FX0cjToHNcR0QIQBK86E_25tc/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/r2FX0cjToHNcR0QIQBK86E_25tc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/r2FX0cjToHNcR0QIQBK86E_25tc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/r2FX0cjToHNcR0QIQBK86E_25tc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;To Fatboy:  You were the most amazing dog any human could ever ask for.  He was not only a dog but a true friend. He was always there for us when we&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/jtjRRkg-8S8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 12:18:37 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Thank You for Choosing Us</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/JEv9_P9ltCQ/thank-you-for-choosing-us.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XpPm-Vkl0ej0LavffefAmJTVzuw/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XpPm-Vkl0ej0LavffefAmJTVzuw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XpPm-Vkl0ej0LavffefAmJTVzuw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XpPm-Vkl0ej0LavffefAmJTVzuw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Tuesday 17th November 2009 we lost a member of our family.  Boss, you chose us and we were so blessed that you did. You became the centre of our&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/JEv9_P9ltCQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 11:50:08 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Missing QUEENIE..</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/zwH98dxQOas/missing-queenie.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NMfCf6LdJseaxrHA-l1JQQ3owpA/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NMfCf6LdJseaxrHA-l1JQQ3owpA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NMfCf6LdJseaxrHA-l1JQQ3owpA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NMfCf6LdJseaxrHA-l1JQQ3owpA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Queenie Bem  Dec. 16, 2003- Nov. 15, 2009  Dog is the only thing in this world who loves more than he loves himself.  Her being selfless and giving,&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/zwH98dxQOas" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 11:36:52 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>The QUEENie of my life</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/-ApXXjSdjjg/the-queenie-of-my-life.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IxZfTsWqmJtxwBEU2XbaTvjr_u4/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IxZfTsWqmJtxwBEU2XbaTvjr_u4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IxZfTsWqmJtxwBEU2XbaTvjr_u4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IxZfTsWqmJtxwBEU2XbaTvjr_u4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Queenie Bem  Dec. 16, 2003- Nov. 15, 2009  Queen, I miss you, you know?  I just don't know how to say it, how to express it.  You did not know how&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/-ApXXjSdjjg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 11:34:59 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>For My Beautiful Husky Boy "Effah"</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/8xtGHbscmUQ/for-my-beautiful-husky-boy-effah.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/buaoYsfC0BYrjklSFN0M3Qolcfk/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/buaoYsfC0BYrjklSFN0M3Qolcfk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/buaoYsfC0BYrjklSFN0M3Qolcfk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/buaoYsfC0BYrjklSFN0M3Qolcfk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;For Effah, who passed during routine neutering on 12-11-09  Words cannott express how much mummy will miss you my faithful friend. I hope you now&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/8xtGHbscmUQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 11:42:11 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>To Our Beloved Baylee</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/vcav9cNgPWQ/to-our-beloved-baylee.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VmwKN3igh25bkPSRSlxgYPO1zAQ/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VmwKN3igh25bkPSRSlxgYPO1zAQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VmwKN3igh25bkPSRSlxgYPO1zAQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VmwKN3igh25bkPSRSlxgYPO1zAQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Today we said goodbye to our little Bayleebeans. She was a small boxer who developed cancer.  She was loved by everyone, and loved everyone. We have&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/vcav9cNgPWQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 11:38:42 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>My Pepper-Sallyann</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/ub0vx9Bjrbk/my-peppersallyann.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4kwWfADCG85e2GyTuKjWHCRM6_o/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4kwWfADCG85e2GyTuKjWHCRM6_o/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4kwWfADCG85e2GyTuKjWHCRM6_o/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4kwWfADCG85e2GyTuKjWHCRM6_o/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;You left me 2 weeks ago, You fought so hard, but in the end, it got too much for you.  You were 15, and I had you for 13 and a half years. Those years&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/ub0vx9Bjrbk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 04:09:35 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>My Dog Tommy</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/alvAH4OSAEw/my-dog-tommy.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Ynks-ojYwMQEnx6qxnYBAIdQIXE/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Ynks-ojYwMQEnx6qxnYBAIdQIXE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Ynks-ojYwMQEnx6qxnYBAIdQIXE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Ynks-ojYwMQEnx6qxnYBAIdQIXE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Have you ever had a dog that is a soul mate?? Well, I did. He was my  constant companion for 11 short years.  I knew he was very special the moment I&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/alvAH4OSAEw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 14:40:04 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Bye Bye Kodaa</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/8UsiUQfjRYg/bye-bye-kodaa.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IhpzQJJSHhHBEOpOofBSrxdv3Ic/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IhpzQJJSHhHBEOpOofBSrxdv3Ic/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IhpzQJJSHhHBEOpOofBSrxdv3Ic/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IhpzQJJSHhHBEOpOofBSrxdv3Ic/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;You were so young, only 1 year old, and the horrible defect of epilepsy took you away from us. I hope you go up to heaven with all your dog friends&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/8UsiUQfjRYg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 17:35:26 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>To My Best Friend "Fred"</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/bCatPPiIFmQ/to-my-best-friend-fred.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/h9xNjgDX2g6plKbu_qGJOYAQcqo/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/h9xNjgDX2g6plKbu_qGJOYAQcqo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/h9xNjgDX2g6plKbu_qGJOYAQcqo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/h9xNjgDX2g6plKbu_qGJOYAQcqo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It was a sunny day in May 2001 when you entered in my heart forever. You were still a 2 month old puppy... small, cute and adorable. We had such a&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/bCatPPiIFmQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 17:34:48 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>For My Beloved Max</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/Ps77tkjVprg/for-my-beloved-max.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/feqUMsBiaXVaOMHicN0Qfr3WQ5Q/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/feqUMsBiaXVaOMHicN0Qfr3WQ5Q/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/feqUMsBiaXVaOMHicN0Qfr3WQ5Q/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/feqUMsBiaXVaOMHicN0Qfr3WQ5Q/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Max came into my life when I felt alone and unloved. He too was alone, having been saved from euthanasia only to be fostered for 6 months without hope&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/Ps77tkjVprg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 17:33:17 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>My Old Plod Sammy Dog</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/KKlg4A-5EYg/my-old-plod-sammy-dog.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_rKk-9XwlJM_AnIbxGg2nlGhahg/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_rKk-9XwlJM_AnIbxGg2nlGhahg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_rKk-9XwlJM_AnIbxGg2nlGhahg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_rKk-9XwlJM_AnIbxGg2nlGhahg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I lost my beloved member of my family on Saturday 31st October 2009. He died in my Dad's arms, and I wasn't there. I was on a rare night out, and&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/KKlg4A-5EYg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 20:43:37 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Lexi Nitz </title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/1RXvpwn9sdw/lexi-nitz.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/APdChuDgY6ykpK-CVit8_mknt2o/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/APdChuDgY6ykpK-CVit8_mknt2o/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/APdChuDgY6ykpK-CVit8_mknt2o/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/APdChuDgY6ykpK-CVit8_mknt2o/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Our dog Lexi was 13 years old when we put her to sleep. She was the best dog ever. She was a chocolate lab who up until a week before her death acted&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/1RXvpwn9sdw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 16:27:14 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Relationships</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/Ioi-Ef_cYZE/relationships.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rurzmzhmdcJcSMlbA4h47uA4jtU/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rurzmzhmdcJcSMlbA4h47uA4jtU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rurzmzhmdcJcSMlbA4h47uA4jtU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rurzmzhmdcJcSMlbA4h47uA4jtU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The only relationship that I've been in with a female where there haven't been any regets has been with my dog. ~ Michael Belz  I started thinking&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/Ioi-Ef_cYZE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 15:44:14 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>To My Dear Kaya</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/dwu4pgsVVqg/to-my-dear-kaya.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MzNMgfWRkjqQ6YZuz174zg2xa7g/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MzNMgfWRkjqQ6YZuz174zg2xa7g/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MzNMgfWRkjqQ6YZuz174zg2xa7g/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MzNMgfWRkjqQ6YZuz174zg2xa7g/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;You were an offer I couldn't refuse and this was the beginning of a beautiful friendship. To love is to suffer, and to avoid suffering one must avoid&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/dwu4pgsVVqg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 15:40:32 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>To Patch </title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/pv8dJJ1RAss/to-patch.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KwSz7-A3tzokwUCeL3QDWwYtdqA/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KwSz7-A3tzokwUCeL3QDWwYtdqA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KwSz7-A3tzokwUCeL3QDWwYtdqA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KwSz7-A3tzokwUCeL3QDWwYtdqA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I miss you buddy.  I think about you every day since you left me. I imagine I hear your collar jingling and still look for you.  I know you were very&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/pv8dJJ1RAss" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 15:32:34 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Jasmine</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/SBPxiybwxzM/jasmine.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-W2-pQgcw1EtOLk23DrMeeNAowo/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-W2-pQgcw1EtOLk23DrMeeNAowo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-W2-pQgcw1EtOLk23DrMeeNAowo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-W2-pQgcw1EtOLk23DrMeeNAowo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Jasmine belonged to my brother (Scott) and sister-in-law (Kim) who live next door. She recently turned twelve (I think, if not 13).  Her health had&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/SBPxiybwxzM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 16:18:35 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Scout Boren 1996 - 2009</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/47CS7w9Z1jo/scout-boren-1996-2009.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TNphr--ZREGD9Igsnww_P6Tw3Ac/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TNphr--ZREGD9Igsnww_P6Tw3Ac/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TNphr--ZREGD9Igsnww_P6Tw3Ac/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TNphr--ZREGD9Igsnww_P6Tw3Ac/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;You were the happiest and most easy going dog I've ever known. I got you when I was 18 and you've been my only constant for the last 13 years. Thank&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/47CS7w9Z1jo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 16:12:15 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>To "Early"</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/XVQHxCUJAvE/to-early.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xFPSuA0s_njuJLeSubPV78wTY2M/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xFPSuA0s_njuJLeSubPV78wTY2M/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xFPSuA0s_njuJLeSubPV78wTY2M/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xFPSuA0s_njuJLeSubPV78wTY2M/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The most accommodating Soul I have ever known...no matter the adventure, the hour, or the length of his wait... his only desire was to be next to me.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/XVQHxCUJAvE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 16:11:00 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>My Murphy Dogg</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/L9jUHtwRj4I/my-murphy-dogg.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lwHmSiwTWjc_vWWptqWlb4hvvOo/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lwHmSiwTWjc_vWWptqWlb4hvvOo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lwHmSiwTWjc_vWWptqWlb4hvvOo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lwHmSiwTWjc_vWWptqWlb4hvvOo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My Murphy dogg was the most loyal male I have ever known. When my ex walked out, my Murphy comforted me day and night. He waited by the window for me&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/L9jUHtwRj4I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Fri, 23 Oct 2009 15:20:28 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Jasmine 15 and a Half Years Old</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/Ba1_qAw81IA/jasmine-15-and-a-half-years-old.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Hfz5S87J2oUNAJ3h9WrCqtvXhn8/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Hfz5S87J2oUNAJ3h9WrCqtvXhn8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Hfz5S87J2oUNAJ3h9WrCqtvXhn8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Hfz5S87J2oUNAJ3h9WrCqtvXhn8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I was 5 or nearly 5 years old (I am nearly 21) when we bought our Jack Russel Jasmine. I can remember the day we bought her. I can't believe she is&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/Ba1_qAw81IA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Fri, 23 Oct 2009 15:18:04 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Marlee Mooch "The Bubba"</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/XhYavgLI63g/marlee-mooch-the-bubba.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8RfZICBWQNS2w2q6k8ElfOpb7ZQ/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8RfZICBWQNS2w2q6k8ElfOpb7ZQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8RfZICBWQNS2w2q6k8ElfOpb7ZQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8RfZICBWQNS2w2q6k8ElfOpb7ZQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Marlee was the sweetest puppy. The little bubba was only nine and a half month old. I can't understand why someone took her away from me and her&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/XhYavgLI63g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Wed, 21 Oct 2009 11:20:02 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Mother Nature</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/dKRavozq4hM/mother-nature.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NYbiGwxHzRwJisfbAbmdl5fBxvA/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NYbiGwxHzRwJisfbAbmdl5fBxvA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NYbiGwxHzRwJisfbAbmdl5fBxvA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NYbiGwxHzRwJisfbAbmdl5fBxvA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This puppy was born on 09.09.09 by my beautiful Goldee. Although there isn't any spot of gold on the little one, we still love him to bits.  Some say&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/dKRavozq4hM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 21:19:34 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Buzz</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/HFLTHqMqwzY/buzz.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OyKPhsf5N_VZ3AjMMKBWIXIfq7Y/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OyKPhsf5N_VZ3AjMMKBWIXIfq7Y/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OyKPhsf5N_VZ3AjMMKBWIXIfq7Y/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OyKPhsf5N_VZ3AjMMKBWIXIfq7Y/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Born a dog... died a legend. The gates you guarded hold no power now.  I miss&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/HFLTHqMqwzY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 21:18:47 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>PRINCESS a true name to the meaning of love and loyalty</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/TUy9ZHgovtA/princess-a-true-name-to-the-meaning-of-love-and-loyalty.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tg1Laqd5T6oFXTTj6Fr6aFL23Pc/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tg1Laqd5T6oFXTTj6Fr6aFL23Pc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tg1Laqd5T6oFXTTj6Fr6aFL23Pc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tg1Laqd5T6oFXTTj6Fr6aFL23Pc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;After 18 years of faithful dog service and love and loyalty, today, October 12, 2009, at 8pm, Princess moved into the other side of a better place.  I&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/TUy9ZHgovtA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 21:43:04 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Cody</title>
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    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/X42yCqfzW6lp-WJhKUnPEfoxqrw/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/X42yCqfzW6lp-WJhKUnPEfoxqrw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/X42yCqfzW6lp-WJhKUnPEfoxqrw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/X42yCqfzW6lp-WJhKUnPEfoxqrw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Cody was a golden retriever. He was a deep golden, almost copper color. We got him at 6 weeks old. He was the runt of the litter. Last one to be&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/gRHOFtzLSq4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 21:39:11 GMT</pubDate>
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    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/9pVBub_xo4M/cruise.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/skGd7wD3JyJYyihfBfvakpedzeI/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/skGd7wD3JyJYyihfBfvakpedzeI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/skGd7wD3JyJYyihfBfvakpedzeI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/skGd7wD3JyJYyihfBfvakpedzeI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Cruise  we miss you terribly.    There isnt a day that goes by that isnt filled with a million wonderful memories.  You came to us as a cute, fat&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/9pVBub_xo4M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Thu, 08 Oct 2009 22:05:59 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>My One and Only Love</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/eO_ODVdlkvw/my-one-and-only-love.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/q5EGJm6xRDgMIqNR1vmmoyzvuU0/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/q5EGJm6xRDgMIqNR1vmmoyzvuU0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/q5EGJm6xRDgMIqNR1vmmoyzvuU0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/q5EGJm6xRDgMIqNR1vmmoyzvuU0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I suffered depression so, out of desperation, I got a puppy. He had to be walked and fed and soon won my heart every minute of the day and night. We&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/eO_ODVdlkvw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2009 12:45:17 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Webster Boy</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/KTtPikxMfC0/webster-boy.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6vsQpcde-WxZ1BmyCq3TRmUuXqk/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6vsQpcde-WxZ1BmyCq3TRmUuXqk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6vsQpcde-WxZ1BmyCq3TRmUuXqk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6vsQpcde-WxZ1BmyCq3TRmUuXqk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Webster was a 12 year old miniature poodle that recently passed due to an awful illness called Immune Mediated Hemolytic Anemia.  He fought the fight&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/KTtPikxMfC0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 13:04:39 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Nano</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/32MMYiov36s/nano.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1w5YQmDqwx9AaoxwZToJldNhQJ4/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1w5YQmDqwx9AaoxwZToJldNhQJ4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1w5YQmDqwx9AaoxwZToJldNhQJ4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1w5YQmDqwx9AaoxwZToJldNhQJ4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The light of my life has gone. I feel part of me has gone with you.  I miss everything about you, your smell, your smile, your mere&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/32MMYiov36s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 12:22:59 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>More Than a Puppy, More Than a Friend</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/W54cF3qzza4/more-than-a-puppy-more-than-a-friend.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DzDhIUPl0zf-ffFM4PidcgSCkFI/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DzDhIUPl0zf-ffFM4PidcgSCkFI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DzDhIUPl0zf-ffFM4PidcgSCkFI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DzDhIUPl0zf-ffFM4PidcgSCkFI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Rocky was with us for 9 1/2 years. A friendly loving dachshund.  I remember when we brought you home, you wre small and cuddly, with tiny paws and&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/W54cF3qzza4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 12:17:05 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Our True Happiness</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/nGeb1DeR0-c/our-true-happiness.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9pZDR7AQIivyNXPKFTnAi9rEAMg/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9pZDR7AQIivyNXPKFTnAi9rEAMg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9pZDR7AQIivyNXPKFTnAi9rEAMg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9pZDR7AQIivyNXPKFTnAi9rEAMg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Born Feb. 8, 2001, Bentlie was a beautiful 12 lb yorkie that loved us more than we will ever know. He was with us through 3 US moves and babysitting&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/nGeb1DeR0-c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 12:08:24 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>For Boomer and Moochie</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/UshXqQIlapg/for-boomer-and-moochie.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cKfpg6km3MC3cR7llUpCgzKmtkA/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cKfpg6km3MC3cR7llUpCgzKmtkA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cKfpg6km3MC3cR7llUpCgzKmtkA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cKfpg6km3MC3cR7llUpCgzKmtkA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;He gave us so much, we could never fully repay him, yet on the day he died the very last words he heard were that we loved him.  The second after he&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/UshXqQIlapg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 12:05:12 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Luke, My Bud 9-26-09</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/RMngqd-8LWI/luke-my-bud-92609.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wXc_g3EiDnFhCB9-T0EAjPhBeE4/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wXc_g3EiDnFhCB9-T0EAjPhBeE4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wXc_g3EiDnFhCB9-T0EAjPhBeE4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wXc_g3EiDnFhCB9-T0EAjPhBeE4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I lost a bud today. He was 12 years old. His name was Luke. What do I say? I'm not an eloquent person.  I'm trying to put into words what I feel. Do I&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/RMngqd-8LWI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Mon, 28 Sep 2009 12:18:36 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Miss Personality, My LUCY!</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/O0-Ph2p47Yk/miss-personality-my-lucy.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8jPl91LHpzWTJEBIxsbykeGd3BA/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8jPl91LHpzWTJEBIxsbykeGd3BA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8jPl91LHpzWTJEBIxsbykeGd3BA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8jPl91LHpzWTJEBIxsbykeGd3BA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Billy wrote the following after my baby girl died last night. She was my heart and I'll be so lonely without her.  Like I always said, Ethel was&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/O0-Ph2p47Yk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 11:51:50 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Bella Was and Is My Baby</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/29G_tFfyc24/bella-was-and-is-my-baby.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Jv8sf7H2qpUhofHpsv4wZo1nvv8/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Jv8sf7H2qpUhofHpsv4wZo1nvv8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Jv8sf7H2qpUhofHpsv4wZo1nvv8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Jv8sf7H2qpUhofHpsv4wZo1nvv8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;About a month ago my 4 year old chihuahua, Bella, died. She was attacked by my cousin's dog. It was a brutual attack and one she did not deserve.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/29G_tFfyc24" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 11:43:09 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Ruby Was Golden</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/0kvEGVFExkg/ruby-was-golden.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JaJmLbQCP_G27V-s-N-LWSY1B2w/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JaJmLbQCP_G27V-s-N-LWSY1B2w/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JaJmLbQCP_G27V-s-N-LWSY1B2w/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JaJmLbQCP_G27V-s-N-LWSY1B2w/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I was mowing the grass and crying. I was crying because I wasn't having to dodge as much poop as last time. A few days earlier, Ruby, our dog of over&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/0kvEGVFExkg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 11:38:47 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Goodnight Gracie</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/rxPq8xDUSYM/goodnight-gracie.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EnwydeS6aPehVM_3hNozYXYjkCA/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EnwydeS6aPehVM_3hNozYXYjkCA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EnwydeS6aPehVM_3hNozYXYjkCA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EnwydeS6aPehVM_3hNozYXYjkCA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Our sweet Gracie grew up with our daughters, but I was the one she sought since I was her caregiver. She stayed by my side as the girls grew to not&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/rxPq8xDUSYM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 11:33:59 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>My Best Friend, Little Bit</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/y9OEn0dbEyI/my-best-friend-little-bit.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HmPFyB4hcgQn1qG28n7LFNeZg6s/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HmPFyB4hcgQn1qG28n7LFNeZg6s/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HmPFyB4hcgQn1qG28n7LFNeZg6s/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HmPFyB4hcgQn1qG28n7LFNeZg6s/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Little Bit was a St Bernard mix that came in to our family 2 years ago. On Friday, September 18, 2009 she was hit and killed by a car. She was my&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/y9OEn0dbEyI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sun, 20 Sep 2009 22:06:07 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Lil Jack</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/JaF0C-ti99Q/lil-jack.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hBV7RGLzUOBQ2Z-ZlEkgHfRG9qQ/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hBV7RGLzUOBQ2Z-ZlEkgHfRG9qQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hBV7RGLzUOBQ2Z-ZlEkgHfRG9qQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hBV7RGLzUOBQ2Z-ZlEkgHfRG9qQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Yesterday a piece of our family's heart was lost. He was the littlest pup, but had the biggest heart. We will not get over Lil Jack for some&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/JaF0C-ti99Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 22:02:27 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Pebbles, an  Angel in a Dog's Body</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/nydlp7QL6zA/pebbles-an-angel-in-a-dogs-body.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RpKf5PYkJ0xmfgyd4AO34j92o2I/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RpKf5PYkJ0xmfgyd4AO34j92o2I/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RpKf5PYkJ0xmfgyd4AO34j92o2I/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RpKf5PYkJ0xmfgyd4AO34j92o2I/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Where to start? Pebbles died aged 11 years 1 week. She was a miniature yorky, weighing less than two pounds, and very cute. She came  with us&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/nydlp7QL6zA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 22:01:38 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Loveable Lucy</title>
    <link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~3/jycpjLdsMaI/loveable-lucy.html</link>
    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/k9e7xY0BBKQJu-cEZKh_S0Y8XPE/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/k9e7xY0BBKQJu-cEZKh_S0Y8XPE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/k9e7xY0BBKQJu-cEZKh_S0Y8XPE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/k9e7xY0BBKQJu-cEZKh_S0Y8XPE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My beloved dog chose me 13 and a half years ago. I had to put her down on Thursday, August the 20th. One of the hardest decisions I have had to make.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/jycpjLdsMaI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 11:49:03 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>A letter to my precious angel, Abby - my Cairn Terrier, age 9</title>
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    <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/o9A6zqCf69qMQfKJ_4KXJHRq38Y/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/o9A6zqCf69qMQfKJ_4KXJHRq38Y/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/o9A6zqCf69qMQfKJ_4KXJHRq38Y/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/o9A6zqCf69qMQfKJ_4KXJHRq38Y/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My Dearest, Sweetest angel, Abby,  I hope you always knew how much I loved you.  All I ever wanted was for you to be happy and healthy.  You almost&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DogQuotationsBlog/~4/a-JIlEB2B9M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 11:47:30 GMT</pubDate>
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