<?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-9187212</id><updated>2012-02-05T21:01:21.936-05:00</updated><category term='calendar'/><category term='puppy treats'/><category term='website'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='b&apos;s'/><category term='michigan humane society'/><category term='scooter'/><category term='pet food recall'/><title type='text'>Brucie's Bloggings</title><subtitle type='html'>The diary of a spoiled Shih-Tzu.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-6773108884840678557</id><published>2009-09-21T15:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T15:06:19.710-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy treats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scooter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet food recall'/><title type='text'>Puppy treats.</title><content type='html'>I'm a dog who'd call himself a connisseur of puppy treats.  Okay, really... I love almost &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;puppy treats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the pet food recall happened a couple years ago, my Mumma and Girl switched to making all of my food and my puppy treats.  Lately though, they haven't been able to make me special puppy treats; instead, they've been very careful about finding me treats that were made in the USA since those should be safer than those made in China.  I don't mind the variety I have right now... from Snaps to T-Bonz and Milkbones... yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, Scooter's daddy gave me a few Canine Carry Out's to try.  I don't know whether it was because I was upset about playing with Scooter or if it was the puppy treats themselves, but I got sick.  I hadn't really wanted those puppy treats, but I tried them anyway.  It was no fun to feel and be sick!  I think I'll stick to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my &lt;/span&gt;puppy treats and Scooter can have his all to himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;~Bruce&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-6773108884840678557?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/6773108884840678557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=6773108884840678557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/6773108884840678557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/6773108884840678557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2009/09/puppy-treats.html' title='Puppy treats.'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-674429235398626353</id><published>2009-09-05T13:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T13:11:38.790-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Long type no type!</title><content type='html'>Well, hello again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since The Girl has let me at the keyboard!  I promise to regularly blog now that Catherine has overhauled my website (&lt;a href="http://www-personal.umd.umich.edu/%7Ecparkins/bruce"&gt;Brucie's Batcave&lt;/a&gt;) to make it look pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bark at you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Brucie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-674429235398626353?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/674429235398626353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=674429235398626353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/674429235398626353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/674429235398626353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-type-no-type.html' title='Long type no type!'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-116058265260346385</id><published>2006-10-11T12:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T13:12:42.755-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michigan humane society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calendar'/><title type='text'>Pre-order your calendar today!</title><content type='html'>The MHS website now has the 2007 calendar (featuring me!) available for pre-order on their &lt;a href="http://www.shop-michiganhumane.org/gifts/forpeople.htm"&gt;retail page&lt;/a&gt;.   Help the other doggies, kitties and other animals by supporting the Michigan Humane Society!  You get to see ME on the cover!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-116058265260346385?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/116058265260346385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=116058265260346385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/116058265260346385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/116058265260346385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2006/10/pre-order-your-calendar-today.html' title='Pre-order your calendar today!'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-115376910266029987</id><published>2006-07-24T15:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T13:12:55.327-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michigan humane society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calendar'/><title type='text'>My calendar proof!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www-personal.umd.umich.edu/%7Ecparkins/bruce/images/photos/shoot/calendar-brucie.jpg"&gt;My Calendar Proof!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-115376910266029987?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/115376910266029987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=115376910266029987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/115376910266029987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/115376910266029987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-calendar-proof_24.html' title='My calendar proof!'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-114667018267487061</id><published>2006-05-03T11:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T13:13:05.682-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michigan humane society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calendar'/><title type='text'>Calendar Dog!</title><content type='html'>Mumma &amp;amp; Catherine won me the honor of being the Michigan Humane Society's cover dog on their 2007 calendar!  I'm gonna be famous!  Can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady named Kim is going to come out and take a lot of pictures of me soon and one of those photos will be used for the cover of the 2007 calendar!  Me!  Bruce Wayne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tackles Green Monster and runs off to the frisbees from Gramma Helen*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-114667018267487061?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/114667018267487061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=114667018267487061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/114667018267487061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/114667018267487061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2006/05/calendar-dog.html' title='Calendar Dog!'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-114313663628516000</id><published>2006-03-23T12:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T13:13:18.704-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='b&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Prayers.</title><content type='html'>I hope Grampa John pulls through okay.  My girls were so nervous last night that my antics didn't cheer them up too much.  I hope he is okay.  I love my Grampa John.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-114313663628516000?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/114313663628516000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=114313663628516000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/114313663628516000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/114313663628516000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2006/03/prayers.html' title='Prayers.'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-113923940376454507</id><published>2006-02-06T10:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T10:23:23.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!</title><content type='html'>The Girl &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally &lt;/span&gt;updated my website.  Take a peek at my new photos here: http://www-personal.umd.umich.edu/~cparkins/bruce/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-113923940376454507?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/113923940376454507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=113923940376454507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/113923940376454507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/113923940376454507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2006/02/yay.html' title='Yay!'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-113898674395920875</id><published>2006-02-03T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T12:12:23.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Gramma!</title><content type='html'>Gramma Helen sent me a present!  I love everything I get from her, but this is too neat!  Gramma sent me a "flashlight" that clips onto my collar or my harness, so if I am outside at night, I can be seen!  Hey, maybe I'll even be able to see better at night too and those darn bunnies will be afraid of me!  Maybe the flashing light will chase them out of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY &lt;/span&gt;backyard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Gramma Helen!  You're the greatest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-113898674395920875?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/113898674395920875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=113898674395920875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/113898674395920875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/113898674395920875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2006/02/thanks-gramma.html' title='Thanks Gramma!'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-113760430307769411</id><published>2006-01-18T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T12:11:43.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year, and...!</title><content type='html'>Whoops.  Catherine didn't let me on the computer again to write in my Brucie Blog!  Happy New Year and a big "woof!" to everyone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got lots of good presents for Christmas from Mumma and Catherine, Barb and of course, Gramma Helen, Grampa John and Pooja!  I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;getting presents!  Thank you so much for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though none of you knew he was lost, I found RINGO yesterday!  Ringo is one of my favorite babies and no one could find him anywhere!  Well.  I won't tell my girls where he was, but I found him yesterday.  Hooray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-113760430307769411?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/113760430307769411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=113760430307769411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/113760430307769411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/113760430307769411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-and.html' title='Happy New Year, and...!'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-113527442503065043</id><published>2005-12-22T12:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T13:00:25.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungary vs. Hungry.</title><content type='html'>The other night, Catherine was talking about something she saw on the TV.  She was talking about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hungary &lt;/span&gt;when I thought she said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hungry&lt;/span&gt;.  How was I supposed to know those are different words?  They both thought I was so funny for turning around to listen in on the conversation because I thought it was about food!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-113527442503065043?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/113527442503065043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=113527442503065043' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/113527442503065043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/113527442503065043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2005/12/hungary-vs-hungry.html' title='Hungary vs. Hungry.'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-113406413586040308</id><published>2005-12-08T12:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T12:48:55.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My ears.</title><content type='html'>Mumma &amp; the Girl had me frustrated and pinned this morning because of my ears.  I was NOT a happy doggy!  Girl keeps saying that if my ears were "floppier," it wouldn't be so much of a problem having to clean them like it is.  But they aren't, so its a problem.  Ouch ouch ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still gave them kisses and hugs afterward because I know they are just trying to take care of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-113406413586040308?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/113406413586040308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=113406413586040308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/113406413586040308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/113406413586040308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-ears.html' title='My ears.'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-113329628782679113</id><published>2005-11-29T15:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T15:31:27.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Presents!</title><content type='html'>Mumma &amp; Catherine think I'm cute because I give kisses to presents and cards from Gramma Helen and Uncle Bill.  I'm so excited to smell their scent and know that they remember me!  I wuv my Gramma and my Uncle Bill!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-113329628782679113?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/113329628782679113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=113329628782679113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/113329628782679113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/113329628782679113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2005/11/presents.html' title='Presents!'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-113155749167202782</id><published>2005-11-09T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T12:31:31.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>But, but...!</title><content type='html'>Mumma &amp; Catherine are getting pretty good at learning how to "speak Brucie" but sometimes... oh, they just don't get it!  I will tell them what I want and they'll ask all the different questions they know to ask, but they never get around to what I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;actually &lt;/span&gt;want.  Silly girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine doesn't understand what fun it is for me to mess up her quilting by sitting on her lap while she tries to do it.  Of course, I would scream if I was poked by any of the pins in her quilt-top... but that's not the point. Distracting her to focus on ME is! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma makes the best "people food" on the block!  Not that I've eaten people food at anywhere else but Gramma Helen's, but you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go for a walk.  But the TV guy said that winter is coming and its supposed to be cold tomorrow.  At least I like to play in the snow when it comes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-113155749167202782?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/113155749167202782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=113155749167202782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/113155749167202782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/113155749167202782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2005/11/but-but.html' title='But, but...!'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-112567788094181484</id><published>2005-09-02T12:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T12:18:00.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A walk!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Catherine's plans changed for her day so when she came home, she took me for a walk!  Really!  A WALK!  I was so happy - I was wiggling all around and pushing her to where my leash and harness are kept!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked a few blocks, then turned because I got barked at by another dog.  Then, we went down another street and back toward our house.  It was so much fun to be outside and seeing the rest of the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home though, I was ready for a nap... that lasted most of the rest of my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-112567788094181484?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/112567788094181484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=112567788094181484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/112567788094181484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/112567788094181484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2005/09/walk.html' title='A walk!'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-112073958720777489</id><published>2005-07-07T08:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T08:33:07.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A new shirt!</title><content type='html'>Gramma Helen and Grampa John sent me a present!  THANK YOU! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a Hawaiian shirt of my very own!  :)  It's a blue and colorful looking.  I'm going to wear it on my walks and be the talk of all the dogs on the block!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-112073958720777489?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/112073958720777489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=112073958720777489' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/112073958720777489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/112073958720777489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-shirt.html' title='A new shirt!'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-112009985439357316</id><published>2005-06-29T22:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T22:50:54.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, remember me?</title><content type='html'>My Catherine is terrible at updating for me, isn't she?  I mean... really! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma fixed my davenport awhile back since I'd kind of messed up the foam with my playing.  So it looks all brand-new again.  Yay Mumma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning to talk some.   They hear me say &lt;em&gt;Catherine&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Yes&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;No&lt;/em&gt;.  :)  I'm a smart shih-tzu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been too hot to play hard or go for walks so I hope it gets cooler soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-112009985439357316?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/112009985439357316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=112009985439357316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/112009985439357316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/112009985439357316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2005/06/hey-remember-me.html' title='Hey, remember me?'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-111409963497161732</id><published>2005-04-21T12:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T12:07:14.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircut.</title><content type='html'>I got a haircut!  I look so cute and little now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-111409963497161732?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/111409963497161732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=111409963497161732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/111409963497161732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/111409963497161732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2005/04/haircut.html' title='Haircut.'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-111128702699584194</id><published>2005-03-19T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T21:50:26.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks!</title><content type='html'>I received a really cool present from Gramma Helen, Grampa John &amp; Pooja for Easter.  They sent me a "safety vest" so that I can be seen when we go for walks!  It's bright green so everyone can see this cute little shih-tzu (me!).  Fits fine and I didn't mind it at all when Catherine put it on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much!  Lots of kisses to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-111128702699584194?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/111128702699584194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=111128702699584194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/111128702699584194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/111128702699584194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2005/03/thanks.html' title='Thanks!'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-110607895196218327</id><published>2005-01-18T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T15:09:11.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, there are PETS at the pet store!</title><content type='html'>The other day, Mumma and Catherine took me to see my bestest friend Barb at the pet store.   I happened to notice that there were BIRDS! in a cage right there &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the pet store&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!  I saw birds that Mumma said were doves sitting in their cage right at my eye-level!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were pretty funny because they surprised me when they'd move.  They're not like my babies that only move when I move them!  I would jump if they moved, then I howled at them for doing it.  The girls thought that was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Barb, I have lots of puppy treats to snack on when I'm a good dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-110607895196218327?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/110607895196218327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=110607895196218327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/110607895196218327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/110607895196218327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2005/01/hey-there-are-pets-at-pet-store.html' title='Hey, there are PETS at the pet store!'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-110538346317493291</id><published>2005-01-10T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T13:57:43.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper products get me into trouble.</title><content type='html'>There's just something irresistable about a Kleenex or a receipt or a piece of paper towel.  They &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;call &lt;/span&gt;to me and I can't help but snatch each one up when the girls aren't looking and run it to my davenport.  Mmm, paper! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I love paper products.  But they sure do get me in trouble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-110538346317493291?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/110538346317493291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=110538346317493291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/110538346317493291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/110538346317493291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2005/01/paper-products-get-me-into-trouble.html' title='Paper products get me into trouble.'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-110476708109589515</id><published>2005-01-03T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T10:44:41.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Mumma has been taking down Christmas decorations so I'm allowed out of the Batcave now when my girls aren't home.  There's nothing on or near the tree for me to be able to "play with" - haha - so they are trusting me.  They just hope that I prove myself to be a good dog still and behave myself in the house! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning a new trick these days.  Mumma discovered that if she has me stand up on my back legs (which I do alot anyway), I will walk toward her like I'm a person.  She calls me the "Circus Dog" for that trick and gets soooo excited when I do the walk for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big arf arf and loverboy kiss to Gramma Helen today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-110476708109589515?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/110476708109589515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=110476708109589515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/110476708109589515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/110476708109589515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-110403557362592979</id><published>2004-12-25T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T23:32:53.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Arf arf, everybody!  Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Mumma's help, I was a good dog this Christmas.  We sent a card to my dog-parents, K.T. and Cody so that I could tell them a little about my life since I left my babyhood home to live  with The Girls.  I hope they liked the card and that they come to my website sometime to see what I look like as a dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, Santa Paws was so good to me this year!  Gramma Helen, Barb and my Girls taught me all about getting &lt;strong&gt;presents&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;Christmas&lt;/strong&gt;!  Oh boy!  Last year, I think I was still too little to understand, but this year... wow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to open one present on Christmas Eve.  That was from my friend Barb.  Inside the package that Catherine helped me open, I found a whole bunch of puppy treats!!!  Catherine opened up the P-Nutters for me to sample.  Mmmm, they were delicious!  I came back for seconds and thirds of those! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas Day, we opened presents for me on two different occassions because Mumma wanted to get pictures of me.  I got an Orange Monster who can be friends with my existing baby, the Green Monster (who I love so much!).  There were even more puppy treats too!  Mumma and Catherine confused me a little when I opened up my new Wooly baby.  (My old Wooly, the Girls think, was looking kinda "rough.")  I couldn't find the old Wooly and ran around for awhile, looking for him before I'd play with the new one.  But, I guess they know what they are doing!  From Gramma Helen, I also got a green minty bone.  Mmmm!  Its yummy!  I've been running back and forth from the living room to Catherine's room with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hardly ate any dog food today because Mumma cooked a great meal.  Every now and then, there'd be a bite of potato for me plus all the puppy treats I was enjoying for being a good dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this whole present thing.  I think I'm going to be a very good dog again this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-110403557362592979?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/110403557362592979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=110403557362592979' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/110403557362592979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/110403557362592979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2004/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-110321761507274043</id><published>2004-12-16T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T12:20:15.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh oh, I was a bad dog!</title><content type='html'>Twice this week, I was a bad dog.  I was so bad that Mum and Catherine have made me stay in my Batcave!  What did I do?  Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alleged that I chewed up a Christmas decoration or two.  A plastic icicle was the evidence in question yesteday in fact.  It showed up near my davenport and since I was the only one home, I stand as the accused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, well, yes, I did do it!  And I acted all guilty and ran away from Catherine with my ears down when she caught me!  But isn't the fact that I'm cute and I love to give kisses enough to render me not-guilty?  Isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.  Bad luck for Brucie these past couple of days you could say... I got in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-110321761507274043?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/110321761507274043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=110321761507274043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/110321761507274043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/110321761507274043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2004/12/uh-oh-i-was-bad-dog.html' title='Uh oh, I was a bad dog!'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-110244119725860685</id><published>2004-12-07T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T12:39:57.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunny Chaser, Part II!</title><content type='html'>The other night, I went out to chase the bunny again.  It didn't see me coming and as soon as I got close, it &lt;strong&gt;jumped &lt;/strong&gt;and jumped right over me!  Wow!  Then we ran around the yard as I chased.  But as always, the bunny finds the spot in the fence where he can escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine says, "...the little Girls laughed to see such sport and the bunny jumped over the dog."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-110244119725860685?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/110244119725860685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=110244119725860685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/110244119725860685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/110244119725860685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2004/12/bunny-chaser-part-ii.html' title='Bunny Chaser, Part II!'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-110132725862221096</id><published>2004-11-24T15:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T15:14:18.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruce Wayne: Bunny Chaser!</title><content type='html'>Catherine told me stories about how &lt;a href="http://www.umd.umich.edu/~cparkins/norman"&gt;Norman&lt;/a&gt; (my step-doggy brother) was the great Bunny Hunter of the Backyard.  I'm following in his paw-steps now, finding that it's great fun to chase the bunnies around the yard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, there have been two bunnies who come out at night and sit in &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; backyard.  Who said they could be there?  Who?  Who?  I know it wasn't Norman!  And it wasn't me!  So now, when I spot them, I go racing as fast as my paws can carry me!  Run run run and chase those bunnies around.  Sometimes, they are really fast where I don't get too close to them.  Other times though, I'm the fast one and the bunny &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;runs because I've almost caught him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around and around the yard we go until the bunny finds that edge of the fence and hedges where it can escape me!  Mumma and Catherine think I'm funny and cheer for me when I am the Bunny Chaser.  Sometimes, I even get a puppy treat out of it!  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't talk much about the time when I lost track of the bunny but was having so much fun running around the old raised garden that I just kept going.  Whoops - I just told you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arf arf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to eat your dog food before you get more puppy treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Brucie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-110132725862221096?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/110132725862221096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=110132725862221096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/110132725862221096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/110132725862221096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2004/11/bruce-wayne-bunny-chaser.html' title='Bruce Wayne: Bunny Chaser!'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-110072119299855556</id><published>2004-11-17T17:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T14:53:12.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy treats.</title><content type='html'>Peanut butter puppy treats from Barb are the bestest thing in the world!  I'm so glad I'm a good dog so that I get those treats a lot.  Yay!  I love my Barb and I'm glad she works at a pet store.  It's a fun field trip for me, you know, because all the workers want to give me puppy treats.  Maybe not the really good peanut butter ones, but still lots of treats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, can we go there again soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-110072119299855556?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/110072119299855556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=110072119299855556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/110072119299855556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/110072119299855556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2004/11/puppy-treats.html' title='Puppy treats.'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-110061876670803947</id><published>2004-11-16T10:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T10:26:06.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From yesterday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Arf Arf!  This is Brucie.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Slept on Catherine's bed last night.  At least she stayed in one place so I wasn't bumped into all night.  Thank the Doggy God!  Her alarm clock went off as early as I can stand (6:20).  We got up and she set me on Mumma's bed to wake her up, then came back for me.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went through the usual morning  routine, but they both forgot to give me a morsel of their breakfast.  And I was a good dog and stayed under the table!  Hmph!  A puppy treat consolation prize indeed!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As Mumma left for work, we waved from the porch because I love that, then Catherine and I went back to bed.  Wow, did I sleep good!  I stayed snuggled up by her and her Mickey Mouse "baby" the whole time.  Her alarm clock went off again so we got up.Catherine did her house things (boring!) while I napped on the rug in the kitchen.  Then she went in and sat at this computer - darn it! - and had no pity on me.  I just wanted more puppy treats!  So I went and ran around and played by myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But!  Then, my nice, wonderful Catherine asked if I'd go outside and she even played with me out there!  On top of that, she had my harness!  We put on my "Hog Dog" t-shirt, my harness and my leash and gues what?  She took me for a walk!!!  On the walk, we saw Kim the Mail Lady who said I was "so cute".  We walked a long way so I was tired when we got home.  Catherine said I was a good dog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When Kim came to our house, she gave me &lt;strong&gt;two &lt;/strong&gt;puppy treats!  Yay!  I love Kim!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, I have to tell you too that Mumma and Catherine found Mr. Chicken!!!  Where did he go?  I don't know.  He was gone for a long time because Catherine said he got too dirty and worn out.  But a brand new Mr. Chicken came home the other day.  Hooray!&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/9187212-110061876670803947?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/110061876670803947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=110061876670803947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/110061876670803947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/110061876670803947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2004/11/from-yesterday.html' title='From yesterday...'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187212.post-110061831908158592</id><published>2004-11-16T10:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T10:18:39.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First entry.</title><content type='html'>My girl - Catherine - has too much time on her hands.  She decided to help me out by creating "The Tao of Bruce", my very own blog!  Now, I can "arf arf" to everyone I know and share with you the very interesting life of a spoiled Shih-Tzu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you're all fascinated by this, aren't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Bruce and the Green Monster Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187212-110061831908158592?l=bruciewayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/feeds/110061831908158592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9187212&amp;postID=110061831908158592' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/110061831908158592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187212/posts/default/110061831908158592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bruciewayne.blogspot.com/2004/11/first-entry.html' title='First entry.'/><author><name>Spark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159819957263950154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
