<?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-7898958747609051448</id><updated>2012-01-28T20:20:24.276+13:00</updated><category term='naughty'/><category term='Chocolate'/><category term='bichon'/><category term='Party'/><category term='Ribbon Trial'/><category term='wool'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='Cancer'/><category term='Border Collie'/><category term='Smooching'/><category term='barking'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Knitting Pattern Dog Jacket Bichon Frise'/><category term='BeeGee'/><category term='Blitz'/><category term='shower'/><category term='Orb'/><category term='Toy Poodle'/><category term='Schnauzer'/><category term='Cute Dog'/><category term='Bichon Frise'/><category term='Agility'/><category term='Obedience'/><category term='knitting'/><category term='Puppy'/><category term='french terrorist'/><category term='Sad Bichon'/><category term='jumper'/><category term='Vegetables'/><category term='alligator'/><category term='Poodle'/><category term='Cat'/><category term='cake'/><category term='Samoyed'/><category term='Bath'/><category term='Non hodgkins lymphoma'/><category term='Ramp'/><title type='text'>BeeGee The Bichon</title><subtitle type='html'>All about BeeGee the Bichon Frise, ratbag extraordinaire.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-2277882694684289062</id><published>2011-09-23T18:34:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T18:59:56.566+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bichon Frise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poodle'/><title type='text'>A Video</title><content type='html'>Mum took this video of me playing with the ginga poo...she says there are some 'orbs' in the video. Maybe its my Nana playing too?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AOTjxmLtf28"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AOTjxmLtf28&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-2277882694684289062?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/2277882694684289062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=2277882694684289062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/2277882694684289062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/2277882694684289062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2011/09/video.html' title='A Video'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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-7898958747609051448.post-5863618935769208485</id><published>2011-05-27T21:23:00.006+12:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T21:58:59.735+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Good times and Sad times</title><content type='html'>Its been a busy year so far for a little white fluffy dude. My Nana, she was real sick, she made it through Christmas, and then she made it for my Mamas birthday...and then she died. Just like that, one day she was here, and the next she was gone. I never saw her again and I miss her lots.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heres a pic of us with our Nana...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lO-N41TZ4Sc/Td9wHWT5OtI/AAAAAAAAAS4/DrzbuyRo-Sk/s320/SDC10058.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611326932277344978" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We miss you Nana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soooooo...what did my silly Mum go and do....well, she says it was cos she was sad, but really, how could she be so sad that she would need a puppy. Thats just silly. Anyway, she got another puppy. He's a POODLE. Another one!!! His name is Bailey...what kinda name is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heres a pic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A4-sGo9DCQc/Td91C4q2EJI/AAAAAAAAATQ/bWLNuZTU26I/s320/Bailey1.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611332353159205010" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's got red furr for goodness sake, thats not a real dawg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I hate him. he's red and smelly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soooooo I went to the Masters Games with Mum. Cos ya know I'm a master of everything. I did some agility with Mum, I did win any medals (the poo did) but Mum got an awesome pic of me. Here it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8CY5s55g_K0/Td90O8gugeI/AAAAAAAAATI/hraJksyVX4k/s320/beegee%2Bagility.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611331460837310946" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, by the way, in the background, thats my Nana on the right, this was in January, before she went away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I winned some other ribbons, three for obedience (oh yeah I'm REAL obedient hehe) and one for agility, I came third.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, time to snuggle my Mama so she doesnt get too sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BeeGee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-5863618935769208485?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/5863618935769208485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=5863618935769208485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/5863618935769208485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/5863618935769208485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2011/05/good-times-and-sad-times.html' title='Good times and Sad times'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lO-N41TZ4Sc/Td9wHWT5OtI/AAAAAAAAAS4/DrzbuyRo-Sk/s72-c/SDC10058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-4681787457458345034</id><published>2010-12-17T22:21:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T22:38:07.454+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toy Poodle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bichon Frise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obedience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Agility'/><title type='text'>More ribbins</title><content type='html'>Mum taked me (and that poodle) to some more competitions. And guess what? I even beat the poodle haha. We went to New Plymouth and the poodle got disqualified and I came 2nd woop woop. I musta been awesome, cos I stopped half way round the course to check out some rabbit poop, and I STILL came 2nd, so they must have thought i was real handsome or something.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, last weekend we went to our dog clubs 'club champs' day. Mum took me and Maddy in the morning to do some obedience. The first test&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; was a hard one, I had to walk off the lead and mum says i get a bit distracted. So I headed off out of the ring, cos there was exciting stuff happening out there ya know, and this scary lady standing by the rope, well, she put her foot out and gave me a tap!!! So I thought I'd better go back to my Mum. I did all my stays perfectly though it was really tempting to move. Most of the other dogs moved. This judge musta thought I was handsome as well, cos I cam 2nd again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second test Maddy and I both did. Maddy was real brave, cos even after it started to rain a bit, she still lay down on the grass (she hates wet grass). And even after Shema the basenji broke her stay and came over for a sniff, brave Maddy just stayed there. So I came 2nd (again) and Maddy came 3rd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then in the afternoon we did some agility. Mum let me run with Melissa, but I know that I can pull a swifty with her so i got some faults when I ran around a jump.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then that Poodle did a couple of courses. She came first in elementary (she got a ribbon AND a cup) and um er I think it was 2nd in starters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She also won a cup for the best new competitor (someone else has it though cos they forgot to bring it back from last year) and Mum won a  trophy for dedication to the club (she makes the newsletter). Was sooo tired at the end of the day. Heres a pic of me, Daisy and Maddy with our ribbons and trophys (except for the extra one).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/TQsu86tb19I/AAAAAAAAASo/phd59MD_fOw/s320/SDC10005.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551582589751121874" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-4681787457458345034?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/4681787457458345034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=4681787457458345034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/4681787457458345034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/4681787457458345034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2010/12/more-ribbins.html' title='More ribbins'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/TQsu86tb19I/AAAAAAAAASo/phd59MD_fOw/s72-c/SDC10005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-4639341985510869319</id><published>2010-09-18T16:47:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T17:01:03.136+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toy Poodle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bichon Frise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obedience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Agility'/><title type='text'>I went to some shows with that poodle</title><content type='html'>So Mum and I have been practicing agility real hard. I can do it, and I really like to weave, but ya know, when we get to a show, and theres lots of people, and dogs and smells, I can get a little distracted.  The first agility show Mum took me too, I ran all over the place, sniffing here and there, did a few jumps, cos I felt like it, and then I tried to pee on the timing pole, but Mum stopped me. I dont know what the problem was, what else is a pole for but to pee on. Anyways, heres a vid link of me at my first show. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q-dOtAVsmEg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q-dOtAVsmEg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after that, Mum was really brave and decided to try again..and she took me (and that poodle) to Hawera for a ribbon trial. I have won ribbons there before for obedience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum only entered me in one event, thats all she thought I could cope with (I know I coulda done more though). So I went first before the poodle, and I was darned amazing I must say. I ran right round that ring, went over all the jumps, through all the tunnels, weaved perfectly and I got a clear round. Mum even had a tear in her eye at the end she was so proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The the poodle went, she dint do as good as me cos she fluffed up the weave a bit. She got a clear round too though (she are allowed to fluff the weave when you are a beginner).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, she ran faster than I did, so she got second place, and I got third. WOOHOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So then a couple of weeks ago, Mum took me and the poo to an obedience show. We entered different events, cos I have already won the first beginners event. So the poo got second place in that one, which wasnt too bad cos that is the first time she has competed in obedience. And then I competed in the next contest and I got second place too. So Mum was pretty please with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-4639341985510869319?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/4639341985510869319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=4639341985510869319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/4639341985510869319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/4639341985510869319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-went-to-some-shows-with-that-poodle.html' title='I went to some shows with that poodle'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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-7898958747609051448.post-8219135873365493967</id><published>2010-07-04T19:47:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T20:01:53.018+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bichon Frise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obedience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bichon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Agility'/><title type='text'>I got another fourth place ribbon</title><content type='html'>So Mum took me to another Obedience competition. She entered me in two events (didnt ask me though). Elementary 2, which I have already winned, but I'm still aloud to enter til I win again. And Special Beginners I'll tell ya about that in a minute).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we did the elementary 2, and I walked on the lead blah blah, did mug sits and down etc. And then when I did my recall, I just knew Mum was gonna make me do that 'finish' thing, where she asks me to walk around her legs and sit on the other side, so I thought I'd just do it anyway, before she even asked me to...clever huh! So yeah, anyway, I came fourth. Mum said we need to practise that one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Special Beginner, well thats a bit tougher. We started off walking on the lead, no worries there. But then...Mum took my lead off and handed it to a lady. Well, I thought that ladys got my lead so I'd better go and sit next to her (I think Mum said she was a judge or something like that). The lady wrote some things down on her pad (Proably how amazingly handsome I am).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I had to walk around the course next to Mum without the lead, I did ok I guess, but its a bit tough without that lead on. Theres just so much stuff to sniff ya know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we did a recall, Mum had to call me a couple of times, cos I was a bit tired  by then. So I went to her and ran straight through her legs and then lay down haha. That'll teach her, I done hate that recall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So then we had to do the sit and down stays. It was for a really long time. No leads once again. So I thought I'd just remind Mum that I was waiting for her, and I did some barking. There were people giggling so I think I musta been pretty cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, anyway, we didnt come anywhere in that competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now Mums decided she wants me to try agility too! I love it, so long as I can do what I want. None of this following the course for me. No siree. I'll just run all over the ring and pee wherever I want. I made people laugh again (even Mum laughed) so it musta been ok) thats how ya do agility isnt it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-8219135873365493967?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/8219135873365493967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=8219135873365493967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/8219135873365493967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/8219135873365493967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-got-another-fourth-place-ribbon.html' title='I got another fourth place ribbon'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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-7898958747609051448.post-5965328373465146628</id><published>2010-02-19T22:08:00.005+13:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T22:34:44.655+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bichon Frise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ribbon Trial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obedience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poodle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Schnauzer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samoyed'/><title type='text'>More Ribbons....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh...I'm so darned clever. With absolutely no help from my Mum, I won some more ribbons.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won a third place ribbon at the Hawera Dog Training Club Obedience Ribbon Trial&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/S35Y5FvyTXI/AAAAAAAAASI/QruS-9u7prI/s1600-h/IMG_0923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/S35Y5FvyTXI/AAAAAAAAASI/QruS-9u7prI/s320/IMG_0923.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439883137728531826" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 204px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then...then.....OMG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won not one, but TWO FIRST PLACE RIBBONS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats right, Mum kindly drove me to Feilding for the ribbon trial over there. It was too cool, I met this really nice white fluffy dog, called Bear (whats that about). She smelled sooo good and I just wanted to play with her. She liked me too, but she was really big for a Bichon, and her fur wasn't curly, and she shed like crazy. Mum said something about a Samoyed, I dont know what that means, but if I ever meet Bear again I'm gonna ask her to be my girlfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, back to the topic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First we entered Elementary 1 Obedience, and Mum worked really hard not to walk too fast and to keep my lead loose. Then she gave me just the right amount of encouragement so I could do a nice recall. And then during the stays she kindly removed some horsey poop so I wouldn't get distracted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The we did the Elementary 2 test, which is a little bit harder than the 1st one. But I still did really well. During the down/stay, one of the other dogs, a mini schnauzer stood up (that is definitely a no-no) and came over to me and sniffed me. I could hear my Mums heart pounding, but she shouldn't have worried. I didn't get up. I just rolled over and the the schnauzer 'the look' (I learned that from my poodle friend).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways. When the results came in, they called my number first. Mum couldn't believe it but I wasn't surprised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then...then they called the result for the 2nd test, and and I won AGAIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/S35atNk9Y5I/AAAAAAAAASY/zO7oDHDxIQg/s1600-h/BeeGee1st+place.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/S35atNk9Y5I/AAAAAAAAASY/zO7oDHDxIQg/s320/BeeGee1st+place.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439885132695430034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only thing is, now I can't compete in Elementary 1 anymore, cos that's for newbies, and I aint no newbie no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/S35atNk9Y5I/AAAAAAAAASY/zO7oDHDxIQg/s1600-h/BeeGee1st+place.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-5965328373465146628?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/5965328373465146628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=5965328373465146628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/5965328373465146628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/5965328373465146628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2010/02/more-ribbons.html' title='More Ribbons....'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/S35Y5FvyTXI/AAAAAAAAASI/QruS-9u7prI/s72-c/IMG_0923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-4900598837247651892</id><published>2010-01-19T07:16:00.005+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T07:31:42.834+13:00</updated><title type='text'>I winned I winned I winned</title><content type='html'>OMG 2010 off to a good start. Mummy took me to a competiton on the weekend. I had such a nice time. Lots of people came up to me and stroked me, telling me how handsome I am, and feeding me tidbits. I got ham and muffin and bun (amongst other things) it was darn good.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the competition was for obedience, Mummy hasnt done any obedience with me for ages, cos she does agility with that poo. We she decided we give give it a go. WE entered two events and the first one we came nowhere cos Mum keeped tugging on my lead when I wasnt walking fast enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in the second competition, she didnt tug on my lead, she just kept patting her lead and calling my name so I trotted along after her. Then we had to do a recall, which I wasnt very happy about cos it was a hot day and I was getting a bit bored and tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The we did some stays and that was ok, I sat for a minute and then lay down for a minute and a half. No Problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then when everyone had finished, and Mummy thought we didnt come anywhere again (this event was harder than the first one) they called my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; number and two others to do a run off!!! Arrgghh we had to do another recall. Now I didnt know this, but Mummy put an empty plastic treat bag in her pocket. I saw her put it in her pocket....but I thought it had food in it (I forgot that I just just eaten it all). So when she called me in the ring...I ran straight to her to get that treat, and sat down nicely in front of her (she likes it when I do that).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we ended up getting fourth place so I won a ribbon (I think Mummy is pretty pleased with me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heres a pic....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/S1Sn-e0hRaI/AAAAAAAAASA/JprYVeuhZ1s/s320/IMG_0914.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428148142755366306" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh...I spose I better mention that the silly poo also won some agility ribbons. She got a fourth place and a second place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-4900598837247651892?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/4900598837247651892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=4900598837247651892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/4900598837247651892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/4900598837247651892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-winned-i-winned-i-winned.html' title='I winned I winned I winned'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/S1Sn-e0hRaI/AAAAAAAAASA/JprYVeuhZ1s/s72-c/IMG_0914.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-437285360909158032</id><published>2009-12-01T20:33:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:00:47.357+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cancer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bichon Frise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Non hodgkins lymphoma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bichon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BeeGee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>My year....</title><content type='html'>Can't believe the year is nearly over, I have been so busy, really I have. There's been lots of hedgehogs to shoo out ot the yard. Endless people walking past our house. The occasional smelly carcass washed up on the beach to be smooched, ya get my drift???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think somethingbad is happening in my family. My Mum doesnt seem very happy, she's grumpier than usual (though I still sleep in her arms every night). And my Nana doesnt let me climb all over her like she used too. They cry sometimes and um...I think my Nanas hair is falling out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's talk about someone called non hodgkins grrr woof...I'd like to get my teeth on Mr Hodgkins and teach him a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my Mum still loves me (Nana too) but I sure hope things get back to normal soon. Nana's lap must be getting cold by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Mum did the inevitable and made us dress up for a Christmas photo...heres the evidence.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/SxTKNQ5TJdI/AAAAAAAAARU/FtyGcydL6YE/s1600/christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/SxTKNQ5TJdI/AAAAAAAAARU/FtyGcydL6YE/s320/christmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410171381601215954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the one she chose for her Christmas cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/SxTKOMWF8II/AAAAAAAAARk/2lF6n-WDqd4/s1600/christmas3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/SxTKOMWF8II/AAAAAAAAARk/2lF6n-WDqd4/s320/christmas3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410171397559677058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the one where Daisy is about to fall asleep cos she is sooo bored (Poodles havve a short attention span)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/SxTKN0U_ytI/AAAAAAAAARc/s2H6ZL8UVOI/s1600/christmas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/SxTKN0U_ytI/AAAAAAAAARc/s2H6ZL8UVOI/s320/christmas2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410171391112628946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the one where I say ENOUGH and poke out my tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/SxTKOUA4dgI/AAAAAAAAARs/inTE_mS2Upc/s1600/christmas4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/SxTKOUA4dgI/AAAAAAAAARs/inTE_mS2Upc/s320/christmas4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410171399618196994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the one where I buggered off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-437285360909158032?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/437285360909158032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=437285360909158032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/437285360909158032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/437285360909158032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-year.html' title='My year....'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/SxTKNQ5TJdI/AAAAAAAAARU/FtyGcydL6YE/s72-c/christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-7869099949670503566</id><published>2009-01-06T19:58:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T20:05:30.716+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bichon Frise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>A Bichon Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>So I'm a bit late but the festive season was a busy one (as it was for most Bichons I'm sure). In fact my Mum organised a wee Christmas photo shoot and My pic was in the newspaper. Heres the pic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/SWMB2bss4sI/AAAAAAAAARE/TRF_6oO348E/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/SWMB2bss4sI/AAAAAAAAARE/TRF_6oO348E/s200/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288072422122906306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she took a pic to go in all her Christmas cards.  So consider this my Christmas greeting to you all...and wishing everyone a the very best for 2009...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/SWMCe952CNI/AAAAAAAAARM/2MDLR84tuu8/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/SWMCe952CNI/AAAAAAAAARM/2MDLR84tuu8/s200/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288073118499604690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-7869099949670503566?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/7869099949670503566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=7869099949670503566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/7869099949670503566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/7869099949670503566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2009/01/bichon-merry-christmas.html' title='A Bichon Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/SWMB2bss4sI/AAAAAAAAARE/TRF_6oO348E/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-134450182303906095</id><published>2008-07-19T21:23:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T19:53:39.950+13:00</updated><title type='text'>A Warning about Raisins and Dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;A Message from BeeGee's Mum&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I feel awful as I'm writing this, like I'm such a bad Mum.&lt;br/&gt;On Thursday I came home from work to discover that BeeGee had consumed a bag of mixed dried fruit that I had forgotten to put away. I actually thought it was funny at first, That naughty BeeGee, he's such a piglet.&lt;br/&gt;Thats night he had diahorea, which I had anticipated, having eaten all that fruit, and the next morning he vomited. I was a little concerned but not overly. I thought he was just suffering the effects of being a piglet.&lt;br/&gt;On Friday evening something didnt feel right. I was actually worried about the peanuts that had been in the mix. So I logged onto Bichon.ca/forum  and searched 'peanuts', discovering that I shouldnt be too worried, although best not feed our fluffs peanuts as they dont digest them. But something else caught my eye. To my horror I read about raisin/sultana/grape toxicity, and that it can kill. I just turned cold inside. My poor baby! I really thought I was going to lose him. If I had realised I would have rced him off to the vet on the Thursday, as he must have had a window of about 4 hours in which to consume them, and they could have made him vomit.&lt;br/&gt;However, 24 hours later, its too late for that kind of treatment. So I phoned the afterhours vet. She confimred that it was serious. That they didnt really know how much needed to be consumed to cause a problem, that it was different for every dog (BeeGee had at least a handful). That there is no antidote. And that I needed to watch out for him to be off his food, and for lethargy and pain.&lt;br/&gt;Needless to say I didnt sleep last night. BeeGee was up vomiting again in the middle of the night and I knew the vet was open this morning for a few hours (Its saturday here) so I took him in to get the vet to assess him (the only help they can provide is a saline drip and meds to help stop vomiting and diahorea). We told her that apart from the vomiting BeeGee seemed ok. He still has an appetite, and he still has plenty of energy, seems to be behaving pretty much like the usual BeeGee.&lt;br/&gt;She took his temperature (much to his disgust) which was fine. Said he didnt look dehydrated (she pinched his skin and it bounced back nicely) and then took him off for a blood test. I think she checked his renal function. She said it was at the lower end of the normal scale, so still ok. And that she couldnt see any signs of toxicity. She said that in acute renal failure (which is what happens) she would have expected to see him very sick, very fast. certainly within the first 24 hours of having consumed them.&lt;br/&gt;She said that if he is still ok by Monday, then we can assumed that we've been very lucky and learned an important lesson. She also prescribed him something to coat his tummy lining as a preventative, because apparently renal failure causes ulcers (or something like that).&lt;br/&gt;I guess thats why I'm writing this. I know we have lots of new Bichon Moms and Dads and they may not know of the danger.&lt;br/&gt;The other thing is... I actually did know...I had read it before on this forum...but I didnt really take it in I guess.&lt;br/&gt;I just know that I could bear to be without my BeeGee :cry: and I wanted to warn others to be careful about leaving food around that our babies can scoff into.&lt;br/&gt;Oh...the other thing the vet told me was that they have had other cases of dogs dying from this toxin, so its really not that rare, and definately something we should all be aware of.&lt;br/&gt;Sorry for rambling. I think thats all I wanted to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-134450182303906095?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/134450182303906095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=134450182303906095' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/134450182303906095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/134450182303906095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2008/07/warning-about-raisins-and-dogs.html' title='A Warning about Raisins and Dogs'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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-7898958747609051448.post-3332371110969780915</id><published>2008-06-26T19:02:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T19:12:44.767+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bichon Frise'/><title type='text'>I Wun a Competition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yep thats right. Mum put a photo of me and Maddy having a snooze up on the Bichon Website we belong to....and we came second. Smack bang in the middle of first and third!!! Anyways...there was prizes, and we got sum...all the way from AMERICA. They arrived today. We got two toys...a aeroplane and a thingy that has balls in it with lots of squeakys. And Mum got a mousepad with a Bichon pic on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways...heres sum pics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/SGNAZU7Fd_I/AAAAAAAAAL0/q-SOPdJRuxQ/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216083597282605042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/SGNAZU7Fd_I/AAAAAAAAAL0/q-SOPdJRuxQ/s200/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/SGNAZWb-7hI/AAAAAAAAAL8/RDffczwnXE4/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216083597689024018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/SGNAZWb-7hI/AAAAAAAAAL8/RDffczwnXE4/s200/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/SGNAZesdY2I/AAAAAAAAAME/XQlL5Z8NFko/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216083599905612642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/SGNAZesdY2I/AAAAAAAAAME/XQlL5Z8NFko/s200/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-3332371110969780915?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/3332371110969780915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=3332371110969780915' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/3332371110969780915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/3332371110969780915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-wun-competition.html' title='I Wun a Competition'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/SGNAZU7Fd_I/AAAAAAAAAL0/q-SOPdJRuxQ/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-7790878717663881165</id><published>2008-02-20T12:09:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T12:33:05.797+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bichon Frise'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Spot (at the moment)</title><content type='html'>I'm just loving the privacy and peace that ya gets when ya crawl under the furnature, ya know? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the couch is the perfect spot for me, cept sometimes my sister Maddy gets under there for a scratchin' and we kinda dont both fit, not while she rubbin and scratchin anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a pic of me under the couch, but I forgot to tuck my tail in....snapped.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/R7tmgR_1rvI/AAAAAAAAALk/gFZhGjoHI-4/s1600-h/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168837702110785266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/R7tmgR_1rvI/AAAAAAAAALk/gFZhGjoHI-4/s320/index.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and here's a pic of the card my Mum got from one of her Bichon Pals...cute huh? (I was that cute when I was a little tacker....no really I was, she only had to pick maggots out of my beard once)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/R7tm-R_1rwI/AAAAAAAAALs/Ouf7jtzZwZI/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168838217506860802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/R7tm-R_1rwI/AAAAAAAAALs/Ouf7jtzZwZI/s200/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-7790878717663881165?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/7790878717663881165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=7790878717663881165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/7790878717663881165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/7790878717663881165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-favorite-spot-at-moment.html' title='My Favorite Spot (at the moment)'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/R7tmgR_1rvI/AAAAAAAAALk/gFZhGjoHI-4/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-5192192771409065824</id><published>2008-02-05T13:50:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T13:54:39.926+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knitting Pattern Dog Jacket Bichon Frise'/><title type='text'>Poochie Jacket</title><content type='html'>Here's the pattern for the jackets Mum makes for me, I been trying to get her to put it in here for ages, so other fluffs can share in the joy of a gorgeous jacket, but she's so lazy ya know? This is a jacket to fit a Bichon Frise, cos that what I am ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fluffer Jacket&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using 4.5mm (8) needles and 8ply/doubleknit wool:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back&lt;br /&gt;Cast on 34 St&lt;br /&gt;Row 1: inc in next st, Knit to last 2 st, inc in next st, knit 1&lt;br /&gt;Row 2: Knit&lt;br /&gt;Row 3: inc in next st, Knit to last 2 st, inc in next st, knit 1&lt;br /&gt;Row 4: Knit&lt;br /&gt;Row 5: inc in next st, Knit to last 2 st, inc in next st, knit 1&lt;br /&gt;Row 6: Knit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There should now be 40 stitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Row 1: inc in next st, Knit to last 2 st, inc in next st, knit 1&lt;br /&gt;Row 2: Purl&lt;br /&gt;Row 3: Knit&lt;br /&gt;Row 4: inc in next st, Purl to last 2 st, inc in next st, knit 1&lt;br /&gt;Row 5: Knit&lt;br /&gt;Row 6: Purl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat these 6 rows once, there should now be 48 stitches.&lt;br /&gt;Continue straight until back measures 26cm (measure from butt to neck and knit more or less according to your pooch) and then leave stitches on holder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chest Piece&lt;br /&gt;Cast on 18 stitches&lt;br /&gt;Knit 2 rows garter stitch&lt;br /&gt;Row 3: K1 *inc in next stitch, k3* repeat to last 2 stitches, increase in next stitch, k1&lt;br /&gt;(should be 24 stitches here if I have counted right)&lt;br /&gt;Knit 3 rows garter stitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work in stocking stitch for (you could make this a bit longer for a girl)17cms (ending on a purl row) then shape legs as follows:&lt;br /&gt;Row 1: cast off 5 stitches Knit to end&lt;br /&gt;Row 2: cast off 5 stitches Purl to end&lt;br /&gt;Continue in stocking stitch until piece measures 20cms, ending with a purl row&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join Back to Chest Piece&lt;br /&gt;Knitting across chest piece first:&lt;br /&gt;*Knit 5, knit 2 together* repeat to last 5 stitches, k to end of chest pieces and then join back as follows *Knit 3, knit 2 together* repeat to end of row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collar&lt;br /&gt;Work in rib (I prefer k2,p2 but whatever you like) for 10cm (or however long you like) Cast off LOOSELY in rib using large needles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making Up&lt;br /&gt;Sew up collar using flat seam&lt;br /&gt;Sew up side seam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this is understandable; I’m not really a pattern writer. As far as decoration, the first six rows of the back piece look nice in fluffy wool and sometimes I knit stripes up the back etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In terms of sizing, you can easily make the jacket larger or smaller by varying the wool and needle size.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-5192192771409065824?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/5192192771409065824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=5192192771409065824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/5192192771409065824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/5192192771409065824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2008/02/poochie-jacket.html' title='Poochie Jacket'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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-7898958747609051448.post-3209633031634701870</id><published>2008-02-01T13:19:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T13:24:30.701+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toy Poodle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cute Dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bichon Frise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Border Collie'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Time of the Day</title><content type='html'>DINNER TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a2d00bcb474381f5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da2d00bcb474381f5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329966877%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3D3F183836272B32159C534BE4E9B5DF8DBC3413.219DE914554DE5D8C2231FA699CA4DEEAC57A6D6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da2d00bcb474381f5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDjkm5XA5mFNXc8N6gkmH1c_440g&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da2d00bcb474381f5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329966877%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3D3F183836272B32159C534BE4E9B5DF8DBC3413.219DE914554DE5D8C2231FA699CA4DEEAC57A6D6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da2d00bcb474381f5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDjkm5XA5mFNXc8N6gkmH1c_440g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Course my other favourite times are 1st thing in the morning when Mums gives me scratchins, Mums breakfast time when I get to watch her eating toast (sometimes she sneaks me a piece) and um when Mum gets home from work thats pretty cool oh and then there's going for a walk...I loooove that time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-3209633031634701870?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a2d00bcb474381f5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/3209633031634701870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=3209633031634701870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/3209633031634701870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/3209633031634701870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-favorite-time-of-day.html' title='My Favorite Time of the Day'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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-7898958747609051448.post-6782223590768506136</id><published>2008-01-30T14:39:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T14:46:03.438+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toy Poodle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bichon Frise'/><title type='text'>That Agro Poodle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I just hadtuh show ya this pic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/R5_WV0HYVyI/AAAAAAAAALc/cdCC4ye0OJ4/s1600-h/Poochie+Rumble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161079368245073698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/R5_WV0HYVyI/AAAAAAAAALc/cdCC4ye0OJ4/s400/Poochie+Rumble.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/R5_Vx0HYVxI/AAAAAAAAALU/VDh5UF0m4lA/s1600-h/Poochie+Rumble.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell ya that poodle needs a muzzle,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she's so aggressive. Can ya see those gnashing teeth? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasnt skeered though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-6782223590768506136?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/6782223590768506136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=6782223590768506136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/6782223590768506136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/6782223590768506136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2008/01/that-agro-poodle.html' title='That Agro Poodle'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/R5_WV0HYVyI/AAAAAAAAALc/cdCC4ye0OJ4/s72-c/Poochie+Rumble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-3665881282372775617</id><published>2008-01-22T13:59:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T14:03:25.482+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad Bichon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bichon Frise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alligator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poodle'/><title type='text'>A Sad Day...</title><content type='html'>I cant believe it &lt;sniff&gt; the poodle &lt;hiccup.&gt; she ATE the tail offa my alligator. She ATE it I tell ya. She'll eat anything, ANYTHING I tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after she ate it, the tail I mean, it didnt squeak no more, so she tried to make it squeak by eating MORE of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...Mum &lt;sniff&gt; well she &lt;sniff&gt; she THREW IT AWAAAAAAAYYYYYYY &lt;sob&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-3665881282372775617?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/3665881282372775617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=3665881282372775617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/3665881282372775617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/3665881282372775617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2008/01/sad-day.html' title='A Sad Day...'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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-7898958747609051448.post-1560175873903898497</id><published>2007-12-20T14:56:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T15:02:33.855+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bichon Frise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alligator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BeeGee'/><title type='text'>Muh Birthday</title><content type='html'>Well wadya know, I had muh 4th birthday, and Mum (darn it) well she forgot!!!&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt til she went to her Bichon forum (she's there alllll the time) and there were happy birthday messages for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well she musta bin feelin guilty, cos she got me a couple of pressies, a rawhide bone, which I didnt feel like eating (seeing as Mum forgot and all) and now its disappeared, and a squeaky alligator, which the darned poodle stole off me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tMv_1w0rAv8&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case anyone is interested, heres the link to the Bichon website&lt;br /&gt;that my Mum is obsessed with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bichon-frise.ca/forum/index.php"&gt;http://bichon-frise.ca/forum/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-1560175873903898497?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/1560175873903898497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=1560175873903898497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/1560175873903898497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/1560175873903898497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2007/12/muh-birthday.html' title='Muh Birthday'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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-7898958747609051448.post-3578294562963871599</id><published>2007-12-06T13:04:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T13:21:50.257+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bichon Frise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obedience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BeeGee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Agility'/><title type='text'>Mums taking me to Agility Classes</title><content type='html'>WooHoo I love this stuff. Mums teaching me to go over jumps and through tunnels, and every time I do something good...I get the cheeeeeese yyyaaaayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heres some pics for you's to look at and wish you were me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/R1c9XLM1uyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/7s6TdP5xoOM/s1600-h/BeeGee+jump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140644968019639074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/R1c9XLM1uyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/7s6TdP5xoOM/s200/BeeGee+jump.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/R1c9l7M1uzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/e0eKrbavBsg/s1600-h/1st+jump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140645221422709554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/R1c9l7M1uzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/e0eKrbavBsg/s200/1st+jump.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/R1c96bM1u0I/AAAAAAAAALE/KY536wBhMrw/s1600-h/2nd+jump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140645573610027842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/R1c96bM1u0I/AAAAAAAAALE/KY536wBhMrw/s200/2nd+jump.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/R1c-A7M1u1I/AAAAAAAAALM/yTOGnmQrTjs/s1600-h/BeeGee+fly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140645685279177554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/R1c-A7M1u1I/AAAAAAAAALM/yTOGnmQrTjs/s200/BeeGee+fly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here's a couple of videos of me running through tunnels...I only had three lessons so far, so I'm doin pretty good dont cha think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 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So now I got Grade two obedience, damn I'm hot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-3578294562963871599?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1cf5aa9e2a429916&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9a9e9196bd7f647c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/3578294562963871599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=3578294562963871599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/3578294562963871599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/3578294562963871599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2007/12/mums-taking-me-to-agility-classes.html' title='Mums taking me to Agility Classes'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/R1c9XLM1uyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/7s6TdP5xoOM/s72-c/BeeGee+jump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-4494653796230741300</id><published>2007-10-29T14:32:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T10:15:03.356+13:00</updated><title type='text'>A Game of BeeGee in the Middle</title><content type='html'>So we went outside on the weekend and had a game of 'piggy' in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean really, how un-pc is that? I'm not a pig, I'm a wolf, dressed up as a Bichon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, heres a video...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4959e0c084809e7b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4959e0c084809e7b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329966877%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D59D2BD44A3DB0FA3FB0AAA63207A7DD61B4BEBF.691F94F208A5CCC55CF8CA9966DEF59018D9A931%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4959e0c084809e7b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhJFF6Y25WE9yKBFNDF1Vol7kuUs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4959e0c084809e7b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329966877%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D59D2BD44A3DB0FA3FB0AAA63207A7DD61B4BEBF.691F94F208A5CCC55CF8CA9966DEF59018D9A931%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4959e0c084809e7b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhJFF6Y25WE9yKBFNDF1Vol7kuUs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-4494653796230741300?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4959e0c084809e7b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/4494653796230741300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=4494653796230741300' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/4494653796230741300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/4494653796230741300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2007/10/game-of-beegee-in-middle.html' title='A Game of BeeGee in the Middle'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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-7898958747609051448.post-8361831238220819706</id><published>2007-10-19T13:29:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T13:37:59.024+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toy Poodle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bichon Frise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BeeGee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poodle'/><title type='text'>I Got Me A Bone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum got a us one of them rawhide bone thingies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that poodle just took over. I didnt get a look in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/Rxf7s5zpccI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Gnkrt1oBOG0/s1600-h/Daisypic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122839850007491010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/Rxf7s5zpccI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Gnkrt1oBOG0/s200/Daisypic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then the border collie ate the end of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I got it last night, tastes damn fine too!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/Rxf77pzpcdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/epAo7zjOuUI/s1600-h/Bone+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122840103410561490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/Rxf77pzpcdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/epAo7zjOuUI/s200/Bone+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/Rxf8GZzpceI/AAAAAAAAAKs/NJme3GZGGPo/s1600-h/Bone+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122840288094155234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/Rxf8GZzpceI/AAAAAAAAAKs/NJme3GZGGPo/s200/Bone+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, just to let you know, the jumper I was knitting for ME,&lt;br /&gt;and then Mum undid it cos she reakoned it was to BIG (I'M big),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she ended up giving to that poodle, I'm so disgusted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-8361831238220819706?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/8361831238220819706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=8361831238220819706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/8361831238220819706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/8361831238220819706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-got-me-bone.html' title='I Got Me A Bone'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/Rxf7s5zpccI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Gnkrt1oBOG0/s72-c/Daisypic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-6693679795940589161</id><published>2007-10-01T13:07:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T13:12:01.788+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jumper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bichon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BeeGee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>WHAT THE #%*@</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;She said she's help me...HELP ME does NOT mean pull the whole thing apart. I mean...what was wrong with it. It was a trifle roomy maybe, but I like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just cos she's got opposable thumbs dont give her the right to wreck muh stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RwA7D5zpcaI/AAAAAAAAAKE/LOOyroA7G4Y/s1600-h/Picture+253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116154114935976354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RwA7D5zpcaI/AAAAAAAAAKE/LOOyroA7G4Y/s200/Picture+253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And look what I'm left with....a ball of wool...hhmmmm that gets me thinking, maybe a ball of wools more fun than a new jumper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-6693679795940589161?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/6693679795940589161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=6693679795940589161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/6693679795940589161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/6693679795940589161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2007/10/what.html' title='WHAT THE #%*@'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RwA7D5zpcaI/AAAAAAAAAKE/LOOyroA7G4Y/s72-c/Picture+253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-5281209383139422350</id><published>2007-09-28T11:07:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T13:07:44.177+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naughty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BeeGee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>I'm knitting a new jumper</title><content type='html'>Mum always has wool and needles around so I decided to knit me a new jumper (Mum only made me one and thats not much of a wardrobe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/Rvw4FS4hx5I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/1lMamMu0S3I/s1600-h/Crafty+BeeGee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115024940405475218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/Rvw4FS4hx5I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/1lMamMu0S3I/s200/Crafty+BeeGee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, Mum said she help me when I needed it, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I still got into strife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/Rvw4XS4hx6I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/_ByiSZLNW9I/s1600-h/Naughty+BeeGee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115025249643120546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/Rvw4XS4hx6I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/_ByiSZLNW9I/s200/Naughty+BeeGee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, when I get untangled, and a bit more work done,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll post an update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scratch ya later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-5281209383139422350?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/5281209383139422350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=5281209383139422350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/5281209383139422350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/5281209383139422350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-knitting-new-jumper.html' title='I&apos;m knitting a new jumper'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/Rvw4FS4hx5I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/1lMamMu0S3I/s72-c/Crafty+BeeGee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-3647821335646405128</id><published>2007-08-31T12:52:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T13:05:28.926+12:00</updated><title type='text'>And then she BATHED me</title><content type='html'>Oh the humiliation, whats a poor Bichon to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RtdnrQwAdUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/fv0ZA-Yp3W4/s1600-h/beegeeslurp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104662695576106306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RtdnrQwAdUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/fv0ZA-Yp3W4/s200/beegeeslurp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She washed me and dried me.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RtdnNQwAdSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/0W7xGC4csY0/s1600-h/dryme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104662180180030754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RtdnNQwAdSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/0W7xGC4csY0/s200/dryme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then she got out the hairdryer (I dont mind that too much).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RtdngQwAdTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hy7bUe4Bjh8/s1600-h/whose+yo+dady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104662506597545266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RtdngQwAdTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hy7bUe4Bjh8/s200/whose+yo+dady.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And hey dont i look swanky when I'm all done up? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aint I gorgeous?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/Rtdn3wwAdVI/AAAAAAAAAJE/CjtiFlJfCDY/s1600-h/wetmaddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104662910324471122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/Rtdn3wwAdVI/AAAAAAAAAJE/CjtiFlJfCDY/s200/wetmaddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maddy got 'done' too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RtdpKgwAdWI/AAAAAAAAAJM/7kpAhkfme7c/s1600-h/sillypoodle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104664331958646114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RtdpKgwAdWI/AAAAAAAAAJM/7kpAhkfme7c/s200/sillypoodle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the silly poodle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-3647821335646405128?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/3647821335646405128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=3647821335646405128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/3647821335646405128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/3647821335646405128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-then-she-bathed-me.html' title='And then she BATHED me'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RtdnrQwAdUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/fv0ZA-Yp3W4/s72-c/beegeeslurp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-4139708177947212523</id><published>2007-08-08T12:28:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T12:34:08.425+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My God....She took me to the groomer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant believe she did it. She pack us all off to the groomers yesterday and now I'm nearly Nekkid. How embarrissing. How humiliating (at least I've got muh jacket to maintain some dignity).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I honestly dont know what the problem was....am I not handsome enuff au naturelle?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;sigh&gt;I'll never trust her again, mind you &lt;snort&gt;you should see what she got done to the poodle haha, she's got a pompom on her tail : )&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RrkPUurflOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_erZRH0YlgY/s1600-h/BeeGee+post+pamper1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096121302148682978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RrkPUurflOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_erZRH0YlgY/s200/BeeGee+post+pamper1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096120954256331986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RrkPAerflNI/AAAAAAAAAIU/cih6amcnmM8/s200/BeeGee+post+pamper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-4139708177947212523?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/4139708177947212523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=4139708177947212523' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/4139708177947212523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/4139708177947212523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2007/08/oh-my-godshe-took-me-to-groomer.html' title='Oh My God....She took me to the groomer'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RrkPUurflOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_erZRH0YlgY/s72-c/BeeGee+post+pamper1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-2453592778564407468</id><published>2007-08-06T12:16:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T12:24:49.606+12:00</updated><title type='text'>I gotta new jacket</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Mum knitted me a new jacket. It took her a while cos the poodle kept trying to eat all the wool. But anyway's it really nice and warm and I like wearing it after I've had a bath cos even though my uses the blow dryer on me ( I LOVE that) I still gets a little chilly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell ya what else though, that silly poodle chewed the buttons off (I dont think Mum's gonna use buttons anymore, even though they look real swanky) so she had to be rescued before she choked and then Mum sewed up the jacket so it just slips on now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loves it!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095376554819556546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RrZp-urflMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/vS8ShYx0Uzo/s200/Picture+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-2453592778564407468?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/2453592778564407468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=2453592778564407468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/2453592778564407468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/2453592778564407468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-gotta-new-jacket.html' title='I gotta new jacket'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RrZp-urflMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/vS8ShYx0Uzo/s72-c/Picture+099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-8164322435144083481</id><published>2007-06-26T12:24:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T14:03:46.875+12:00</updated><title type='text'>I Was Right....</title><content type='html'>She did get us pressies, tasty ones too. Pics to follow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBdLvfRb9I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HkafGTrbOjA/s1600-h/Whats+in+the+box+Sam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080162835981496274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBdLvfRb9I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HkafGTrbOjA/s200/Whats+in+the+box+Sam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whats in that box?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBeyvfRb_I/AAAAAAAAAGc/ejUSJN-8Xs8/s1600-h/let+me+see+too.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080164605508022258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBeyvfRb_I/AAAAAAAAAGc/ejUSJN-8Xs8/s200/let+me+see+too.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me see too.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBwm_fRcMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/gmfNPA_p17E/s1600-h/hmmm+interesting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080184194853859522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBwm_fRcMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/gmfNPA_p17E/s200/hmmm+interesting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmmm looks interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBgH_fRcBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/zdxZeSkSyM8/s1600-h/ooooh+whats+that.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080166070091870226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBgH_fRcBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/zdxZeSkSyM8/s200/ooooh+whats+that.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooooh whats that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBigPfRcFI/AAAAAAAAAHM/RDXfSvLvcAQ/s1600-h/i"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080168685726953554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBigPfRcFI/AAAAAAAAAHM/RDXfSvLvcAQ/s200/i%27ll+just+read+these+instructions.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll just read these instructions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBhivfRcDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/hYE9co7gY5U/s1600-h/smells+good.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080167629164998706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBhivfRcDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/hYE9co7gY5U/s200/smells+good.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smells really good... wonder what it tastes like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBh6vfRcEI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Dn6rzDvlKUM/s1600-h/tastes+good+too.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080168041481859138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBh6vfRcEI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Dn6rzDvlKUM/s200/tastes+good+too.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yuuuuuuuummmmmmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBkTPfRcHI/AAAAAAAAAHc/YqGqEossNE4/s1600-h/that+looks+REALLY+good.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080170661411909746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBkTPfRcHI/AAAAAAAAAHc/YqGqEossNE4/s200/that+looks+REALLY+good.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That looks really good.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBkLffRcGI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Yf7KIMfLpbQ/s1600-h/look+at+those+girls+go.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080170528267923554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBkLffRcGI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Yf7KIMfLpbQ/s200/look+at+those+girls+go.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at those girls go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBkcvfRcII/AAAAAAAAAHk/T6GDufBdy0Y/s1600-h/whats+in+this+roly+poly+thing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080170824620667010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBkcvfRcII/AAAAAAAAAHk/T6GDufBdy0Y/s200/whats+in+this+roly+poly+thing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whats this? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where's the yummy smell coming from?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBkj_fRcJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/NuMngJTVHMU/s1600-h/something+smells+really+good.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080170949174718610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBkj_fRcJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/NuMngJTVHMU/s200/something+smells+really+good.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I CAN get those yummy goodies out, I CAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBv3vfRcKI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Hzg5QlaxqlE/s1600-h/I"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080183383105040546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBv3vfRcKI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Hzg5QlaxqlE/s200/I%27m+sure+i+can+get+into+it.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GGrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBwE_fRcLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/kFujJym5Q9s/s1600-h/pre+destruction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080183610738307250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBwE_fRcLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/kFujJym5Q9s/s200/pre+destruction.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what our new toy looked like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before that stupid poodle killed it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-8164322435144083481?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/feeds/8164322435144083481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898958747609051448&amp;postID=8164322435144083481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/8164322435144083481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/8164322435144083481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-was-right.html' title='I Was Right....'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RoBdLvfRb9I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HkafGTrbOjA/s72-c/Whats+in+the+box+Sam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-2249027140261071981</id><published>2007-06-15T11:29:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T11:39:04.030+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Peeved Bichon</title><content type='html'>Well thats it, now I'm really annoyed. Mum's leaving us alone for the WHOLE day. Thats like from 8.30 in the morning to 4 in the afternoon. Its far too long for a bichon (and another bichon and a poodle) to be alone. Even if she does leave goodies out for us. Thats just a mere distraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we decided, the three of us, just to let Mum know how upset we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day we got into the rubbish bin. Spread around an old meat tray (licked off the fat first and then chewed into a thousand pieces), some hairy stuff, a few used tissues, an empty (bugger) dog bickie bag, and then piddled on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day we got into Mums knitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third day we got into Mums knitting AGAIN (and she thought it was safe haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday we chewed up as many tissuesas we could pull out of the box and then chewed the ends of Sams MP3 headphones yeah. She wanted new headphones anyway. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no pics of this distruction cos  a pic wouldnt do justice, and a pic wouldn't show the look on Mums face when she walked through the door. She was smiling ya know. Really she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She think thinks I'm so cute I tell ya I could get away with ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, on each of the above days, there were various poops and piddles and maybe a puke (I didnt do that) for her to clean up. I mean, leave us alone for that long and what does she expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think maybe I might get some new toys in the next few days. If she thinks we're upset enough, she might provide us with better entertainment!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-2249027140261071981?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/2249027140261071981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/2249027140261071981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2007/06/peeved-bichon.html' title='Peeved Bichon'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-6599313537911839527</id><published>2007-05-23T11:46:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T11:57:56.543+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad Bichon'/><title type='text'>Whats a poor Bichon to do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RlOCUHcWjsI/AAAAAAAAAF8/IvU-eZrnUes/s1600-h/Picture+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067537287828901570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RlOCUHcWjsI/AAAAAAAAAF8/IvU-eZrnUes/s200/Picture+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its really terrible now. Mum was home with us for a whole three months. It was great. I just love snuggling up to her. Here's a pic of me when I was happy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandad came to visit and that was pretty cool too. He did all kinds of man things with paintbrushes and ladders. I supervised of course. Heres &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RlOC_XcWjtI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Z15gYzWmoRQ/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067538030858243794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RlOC_XcWjtI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Z15gYzWmoRQ/s200/Picture+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a pic of me and Grandad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, Mum musta had enough of me cos she went back to work. NOOOOOooooooo!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I just sit by the front door waiting for her to come home. I do a lot of barking to let everyone know I miss her and every now and then a bit of howling too, when I feel really bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At night, I have started sneaking back into her bed. I dont get in very far, just enough to curl up in her arm. Sometimes she gets cross and kicks me out, just cos my feet are wet and dirty, I dont know what her problem is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How will I ever cope?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-6599313537911839527?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/6599313537911839527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/6599313537911839527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2007/05/whats-poor-bichon-to-do.html' title='Whats a poor Bichon to do?'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RlOCUHcWjsI/AAAAAAAAAF8/IvU-eZrnUes/s72-c/Picture+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-5386367209369409152</id><published>2007-02-20T20:32:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T20:48:44.388+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toy Poodle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bichon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BeeGee'/><title type='text'>Yipee, Mums Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RdqneOAKHQI/AAAAAAAAAFk/EOBWhr_gVIc/s1600-h/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033519671136623874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RdqneOAKHQI/AAAAAAAAAFk/EOBWhr_gVIc/s200/IMG_0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was bad bad bad. Mum went away last week. I thought she was just going to work like she usually does, but then she didnt come home. It was terrible. I felt sooo abandoned. I thought she didnt love me any more. I had to sleep with Daniel that night night and he snores and kicks. It was horrible. But then the next day, joy!!! The car pulled up and Mum got out. She had some sling thing on her arm. I dont know what thats about, She probably just wants sympathy or something. I was so happy to see her. She was in a bad way. I could tell she really missed me so I gave her lots of cuddles and kisses. Anyway, she hasnt been to work this week so it looks like I'm in for some good times. Happy Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Here's a pic of me when I am happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-5386367209369409152?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/5386367209369409152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/5386367209369409152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2007/02/yipee-mums-home.html' title='Yipee, Mums Home'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RdqneOAKHQI/AAAAAAAAAFk/EOBWhr_gVIc/s72-c/IMG_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-8104148531419317742</id><published>2007-02-15T14:34:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T14:43:56.231+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french terrorist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bichon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cat'/><title type='text'>Harley the Ginge.</title><content type='html'>Stoopid kat. (thats why we are called the french terrorists ya know. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RdO6azmfNII/AAAAAAAAAFM/3sZ4vkjXOto/s1600-h/Picture+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031570178393977986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RdO6azmfNII/AAAAAAAAAFM/3sZ4vkjXOto/s200/Picture+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;we chased one of my mums cats so much that he had to move out &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and go live at Nana's house. Yeah!! thats what we do. Terrorise cats)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would ya take a look at him, sleepin' in the kennel? just who does he &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think he is? I'll get him, I'll eat all his food and then chase him over the fence. Course, we wont mention the scratch marks on my nose, self defence wounds they are they, comes with the job of being a french terrorist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-8104148531419317742?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/8104148531419317742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/8104148531419317742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2007/02/harley-ginge.html' title='Harley the Ginge.'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RdO6azmfNII/AAAAAAAAAFM/3sZ4vkjXOto/s72-c/Picture+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-1261319188382400562</id><published>2007-02-12T13:58:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T12:14:23.699+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toy Poodle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bichon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BeeGee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barking'/><title type='text'>What happened to my ramp?</title><content type='html'>I tell ya, I'm a creature of habit (most men are). I Loved that ramp. No really, I mean it!! So...Mum comes home after work, and she lets me out of the house (she makes me stay inside during the day cos she says I bark too much...WOTEVA) and the bloody thing is gone!!! WHERES MY RAMP! I'm devastated. How'm I gonna get inside now? And what are these stupid things the builder left behind? &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/Rc-9SDmfNEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/-0yCgvtIMpE/s1600-h/Picture+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030447426698163266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/Rc-9SDmfNEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/-0yCgvtIMpE/s200/Picture+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gona stand here and bark and bark until someone comes and gets me, picks me up and carries me inside. I'm a bichon I tell ya. I need my Ramp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/20RMGlNkPLM"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/20RMGlNkPLM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah check out the stupid choclate pooh trying to copy my style.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-1261319188382400562?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/1261319188382400562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/1261319188382400562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-happened-to-my-ramp.html' title='What happened to my ramp?'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/Rc-9SDmfNEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/-0yCgvtIMpE/s72-c/Picture+069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-1743686506971391160</id><published>2007-02-11T18:39:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T18:47:10.723+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smooching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bichon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BeeGee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blitz'/><title type='text'>My Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had such a good day today. Woke up early, got Mum out of bed for breakfast. Then she went outside to play in the garden, so while she wasnt watching, I was really quiet and I went and found something nice and smelly to roll in. It was sooo good. I smooched all over it. But then she made me have a shower with her. Its not too bad I spose. Better than a bath, cos she picks me up and she's naked ya know. (thats the crazy Maddison in the background smooching the couch).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Ia1gGr-34E" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-1743686506971391160?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/1743686506971391160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/1743686506971391160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-sunday.html' title='My Sunday'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-2222249130745597211</id><published>2007-02-08T20:46:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T21:08:39.190+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toy Poodle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vegetables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bichon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BeeGee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blitz'/><title type='text'>The Chocolate One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I tell ya, I think my mum might have a bit of an obsession. She went and got ANOTHER dog. That makes 4 of us!!! This one is a chocolate poodle. I dunno about the chocolate bit. I tasted her, more than once and she dont taste like chocolate to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The poodle bits right though. Theres plenty of pooh!!! &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RcraxzmfNCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/vJqGMwTsnY8/s1600-h/dog0028.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029072483112662050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RcraxzmfNCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/vJqGMwTsnY8/s200/dog0028.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's kinda cute though. She likes to play, though I havent managed to teach her to blitz yet. She gets yummy puppy food too, its pretty easy to sneak food off her cos she's always running around checking everything out. I'm teaching her to eat vege's too. Though I'd rather have them for myself!!! Anyways, here's the chocolate Pooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RcrYFjmfM_I/AAAAAAAAADs/d_UrAGuRgMQ/s1600-h/IMG_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029069523880195058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RcrYFjmfM_I/AAAAAAAAADs/d_UrAGuRgMQ/s200/IMG_0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And the other pic is me coming up the ramp. Mum had a deck built, but duh it dosent have any steps so we use a ramp. Its the coolest. I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RcrZQjmfNAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/7MunKo5mNvg/s1600-h/IMG_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029070812370383874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RcrZQjmfNAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/7MunKo5mNvg/s200/IMG_0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RcrYFjmfM_I/AAAAAAAAADs/d_UrAGuRgMQ/s1600-h/IMG_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-2222249130745597211?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/2222249130745597211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/2222249130745597211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2007/02/chocolate-one.html' title='The Chocolate One'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RcraxzmfNCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/vJqGMwTsnY8/s72-c/dog0028.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898958747609051448.post-3443767392516183638</id><published>2007-01-23T19:12:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T13:52:46.314+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bichon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barking'/><title type='text'>Par-tay-Bichon Style</title><content type='html'>Well, its time, Mum says i can start to blog! Woohoo!!!, First up I'll tell ya about Mums party she had on the weekend. It was so cool (she didnt know there was gonna be a party but we did cos we saw all the food coming into the house). &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RcZ-adk3WPI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JgQ9XlTQ27A/s1600-h/Picture+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027845027086686450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RcZ-adk3WPI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JgQ9XlTQ27A/s200/Picture+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was heaps of people and they all thought I was the handsomest dude!!! I did my best not not to bark heaps, and just mingled quietly, more chancing of sneeking some goodies that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maddison was real bad though, she sneaked something off someones plate, and if that werent bad enough she chucked it back up again. Was kinda green and sausage shaped. I tried to clean it up but Sam yelled at me and went and got some water. But before she got back Buddy sat on it. What a doofus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RcZ-7Nk3WQI/AAAAAAAAADY/u2W4IkWkpgY/s1600-h/Picture+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027845589727402242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RcZ-7Nk3WQI/AAAAAAAAADY/u2W4IkWkpgY/s200/Picture+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was sausages and cake and chicky wicky and garlic bread &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and raw veges (mmmm) and and .....it was so exiting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And after everyone went home, man was I exhausted. Just crashed out I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898958747609051448-3443767392516183638?l=beegeethebichon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/3443767392516183638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898958747609051448/posts/default/3443767392516183638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beegeethebichon.blogspot.com/2007/01/still-getting-beegees-blog-organised.html' title='Par-tay-Bichon Style'/><author><name>Nzbyrd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103394267058575660</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CxbIdCAdXY8/RcZ-adk3WPI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JgQ9XlTQ27A/s72-c/Picture+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
