<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 19:01:58 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Logan the Puppy</title><description></description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/blog.html</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-7498153314217908999</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 18:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-25T12:01:58.297-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;March 25, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that my good looks are currently being taken advantage of.....Mom keeps taking pictures of me! I think she may need help for her addiction of cute puppies. And frankly, I'm getting a little tired of being her main photography subject. She even took a photo of Emily and I sitting next to each other on the couch! How am I going to face the other dogs in the neighborhood when they see that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look....and judge for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - the photographically abused dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.giedt.com/logan/uploaded_images/-6822-769339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.giedt.com/logan/uploaded_images/-6822-768773.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.giedt.com/logan/uploaded_images/-6850-726963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://www.giedt.com/logan/uploaded_images/-6850-725858.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.giedt.com/logan/uploaded_images/-6895-776408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://www.giedt.com/logan/uploaded_images/-6895-775890.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.giedt.com/logan/uploaded_images/-6899-700528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://www.giedt.com/logan/uploaded_images/-6899-799972.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-7498153314217908999?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2009/03/march-25-2009-i-feel-that-my-good-looks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-1311445935511930361</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Mar 2009 19:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-16T12:37:33.588-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;March 16, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.giedt.com/logan/uploaded_images/IMG_6685-728990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://www.giedt.com/logan/uploaded_images/IMG_6685-728192.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Life has been very, very good with Mom home. I get to go on errands with her, be in the house when it's raining out side, and train. Yes, Mom is still making me train. Right now we are working on me not smooshing the cats. Or eating them...same thing. For example, last night I was very good while Emily was sitting on Mom's lap. I was sitting on my pad on the floor and behaving very well I might add. And then Emily smacked me, several times. Mom says that it was because she was not happy with me licking and sniffing her, but I think she wanted to play! I got so excited and started running around like a mad dog! And every time I came close to her, she smacked me. Now tell me that isn't an invitation to play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, Mom has been taking photos....lots of photos...lots and lots of photos of me. Here are some for you to enjoy! You can see even more photos at www.PhotosByRhonda.com, they aren't all of me, but they are good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.giedt.com/logan/uploaded_images/-6131-700662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.giedt.com/logan/uploaded_images/-6131-700657.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.giedt.com/logan/uploaded_images/-6171-799867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://www.giedt.com/logan/uploaded_images/-6171-799127.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.giedt.com/logan/uploaded_images/-6251-729559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://www.giedt.com/logan/uploaded_images/-6251-729105.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-1311445935511930361?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2009/03/march-16-2009-life-has-been-very-very.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-2960288307055277846</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 19:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-14T11:10:43.891-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February 14, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day everyone! Since today is about love and I am trying to show my love for the cats today. Except they don't seem to be returning the love. I have tried everything...kisses, little nibbles, nose kisses and nothing seems to be working. Emily actually squeaked at me to stop! And Mele won't even come close enough to get the kisses...how is she even going to know the love I have in my heart if she won't come close enough to be drooled on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'm laying here on my pad hoping that the tides of love will change. I hope you have better luck with cupid today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - The Big Love Bug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-2960288307055277846?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2009/02/february-14-2009-happy-valentines-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-8786863660614176680</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 21:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-12T13:27:50.823-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;February 12, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am great at doing downward dog in yoga. Mom was doing yoga today and I helped! I mean who better to show her how to get the move correct than me. She didn't seem so thrilled that I offered my assistance. And I have to say, she needs to really work on her balance....if she had really achieved inner peace then she should be able to keep her balance when I ran into her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone else would like help with their yoga, my number is 1-800-yoga-dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - Yoga Master&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-8786863660614176680?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2009/02/february-12-2009-i-am-great-at-doing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-2917512370236582503</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Feb 2009 02:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-02T18:24:36.238-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February 2, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I want to give a big birthday woof to Sophia! Today is her birthday and everyone wants to wish her a great big Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second of all, thank you to everyone who came over yesterday to see me and say hi! It was so great to have so many people just "pop by" for a visit. Good thing Mom cooked all of that food. And the smells coming from the kitchen were driving me crazy! Turducken, Bagel Bites, Meatballs, oh my it smelt so good and yet no one cared to share with me. Guess with all that yelling at the TV worked up an appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Auntie Gayle, thank you for making Mom tipsy. Who knew that Cosmos required cranberry juice too! But it was great because she was so tired after the party that I got to use her for a pillow while we watched a movie. It was perfect! Please come back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, we have these funny smelling yellow things in the kitchen now. Mom says that they are lemons and you eat them, but I don't know how. They do not taste that good to me. Thanks again for everyone coming over and please stop over anytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - Super Bowl Dog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-2917512370236582503?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2009/02/february-2-2009-first-of-all-i-want-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-962215791765116664</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 02:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-28T18:32:55.687-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.giedt.com/logan/uploaded_images/-6134-745104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.giedt.com/logan/uploaded_images/-6134-745101.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 28, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a great day. It was a brisk day but still warm enough to enjoy the sun. Now for all of my friends and relatives in the snow belt....well you should live here.....it's much warmer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To show just how great of a day it was, I posed for a picture for Mom. I'm so happy (and a little tired) in this picture. We walked a lot and I got to see lots of stray cats...which I didn't eat thank you very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting home I took a long nap. It was a long walk and there was just so much to see and sniff that it wore me out. Well now off to watch my favorite movie again...Must Love Dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - Mr. Photogenic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-962215791765116664?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2009/01/january-28-2009-today-was-great-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-3085590792482122127</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Jan 2009 17:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-27T09:40:17.737-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 27, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an ear infection and it sucks! I have to have ear drops and ear squishy stuff and I hate it! Plus it makes me smell funny. Just around my ears...but still...how am I suppose to be a love bug when I have smelly ears?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - Smelly Ear Dog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-3085590792482122127?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2009/01/january-27-2009-i-have-ear-infection.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-6277584803711548142</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Jan 2009 17:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-25T09:22:00.140-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 25, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being good all the time is hard to do! Why doesn't anyone realize that? I got yelled at for not listening. It's not really my fault after all I just wanted to play. Is that such a crime?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Note from Mom: It's not a crime if you listen and stop acting like a crazy dog after we had already played for a half hour.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am now pouting on my pad. Laying here not having any fun. Hoping Dad will come save me and we can start playing before Mom tells him I was a bad dog. Where is Mele when I need her....if Mele was here she would sit on Mom and put her to sleep ASAP because she is tryptophan kitty. Then I could play all I want while Mom was asleep. Hmmm.....maybe this is a good reason to not treat Mele as a chew toy so she will come out and put Mom to sleep. I'll have to think about that one a a little.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - The "I guess I'm a bad dog" Dog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-6277584803711548142?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2009/01/january-25-2009-being-good-all-time-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-5131158372446785652</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Jan 2009 20:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-24T12:40:49.408-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 24, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to lose some weight. I was doing so well. Walking everyday. Eating a low fat diet. And then today...today I went to the vet and got weighed. I am 91.1 pounds! How I jumped from 80 pounds I do not know! Especially considering that my tummy area has become more toned. But needless to say it's going somewhere so therefore we need to step it up and start losing some of this extra meat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - Dieting and Exercising Dog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-5131158372446785652?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2009/01/january-24-2009-i-need-to-lose-some.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-5391238323017505883</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2009 01:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-19T17:10:44.966-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 19, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens when Mom gets a bad idea and follows through with it? Fabulous entertainment! Let me set the stage....Mom comes out to my dog run in her yoga attire (she had just Zen'd out and maybe this is where the idea came from). I thought, "How great! Mom is here to play with me!" But then she tells me that she is going to move my dog house from outside the dog run to inside my pen since I have stopped chewing on things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the stage is set....Mom didn't quite realize that the dog house roof is wider than the fence opening when she started this adventure. When she realized this I tried to tell her that it wouldn't work and to wait for Dad, but she decided against this great advice. So I picked up a tennis ball and sat back for the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was looking adorable holding my tennis ball and trying to distract Mom so she would play with me, Mom decided to try and lift the dog house over the fence. That didn't get too far because the dog house is made out of solid wood and even though Mom is strong...she's not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; strong. She then proceeded to climb into the dog house and try to lift it over the fence...this is when I wish I had a video camera (and thumbs to operate it)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom climb into the dog house and I thought "Great! We'll both get inside." She then promptly threw me and my tennis ball out of the house. She then stood up and balancing the dog house on her head and lifting the bottom with her hands, tried to lift the house over the fence. I barked to try and guide her but she just was not listening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say that the dog house is still outside of my dog run. And in addition, Mom was covered with spider webs and dead leaves which were inside the dog house. I thought it was a ton of fun, but for some reason Mom didn't seem to be having that great of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - still without a dog house&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-5391238323017505883?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2009/01/january-19-2009-what-happens-when-mom.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-3936554359484980710</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 18:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-13T10:11:01.199-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 13, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smell yummy! I got a much need bath yesterday. I love getting a bath! I go to the pet bath and get to see tons of friends. I also get petted and get treats from the nice people who work there too. It's the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all my other four legged friends out there I want to give you a lesson in Leash Safety. The leash is great to keep you from wondering off and getting hurt. It's also very fun to carry in your mouth and walk yourself. However, be warned that getting too excited when Dad comes home and jumping around in circles is not good....did you know that you can actually hog tie yourself by doing this? Anyway, don't make the same mistakes that I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, Mom didn't have the camera with her so no photos. Which is really good because that would have been embarrassing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - the hog tied dog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-3936554359484980710?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2009/01/january-13-2009-i-smell-yummy-i-got.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-3618009113086708948</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Jan 2009 03:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-10T19:57:08.817-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 10, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good! I had the best day today outside in the perfect California weather. I then played catch with Mom with the tennis ball which is so much fun. But now I dog tired (forgive the pun) and snoring like there is no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just in case you didn't know, the full moon is out and is beautiful! So head outside and check it out, just don't howl at it or the neighbors will call the police...so I hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - the non-howling dog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-3618009113086708948?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2009/01/january-10-2009-life-is-good-i-had-best.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-3837468315422359376</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Jan 2009 20:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-09T12:43:02.882-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 9, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I would like to wish my Aunt Trisha a BIG HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Woof! She is 29 years old, just like Mom is (Mom made me say that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I am the most spoiled puppy ever. Normally puppies don't brag about these things since you're suppose to be modest and all, but let's face it....I have a sweet life! How do I know I'm spoiled? I got my pictures on the mantle. Yep. Front and center. I don't see the cats having their pictures up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, now that it seems like I have regular access (cross your paws) to Blogger, I hope everyone will come back and read it on a regular basis. After all, who has better adventures than me (other than that Marley dog who got a movie made of his life).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - the next big Hollywood movie star - watch out Marley!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-3837468315422359376?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2009/01/january-9-2009-first-i-would-like-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-2499209416086141496</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Jan 2009 20:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-09T12:40:23.872-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 1, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year everyone! I am so happy that everyone came over to see me last night. It was great to bring in the new year with so many people...especially ones who think I'm cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad were great and let me stay out with the everyone all night! I even got to stay up until 3:30am when the last person left. Ok granted I dozed a little towards the end of the night, but that's not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess now I'm suppose to make New Year's Resolutions so here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;1. I will be more cute than any other dog.&lt;br /&gt;2. I will strive to have daily belly rubs.&lt;br /&gt;3. Hugs and Kisses should be given out to those who are worthy of them and in abundance.&lt;br /&gt;4. I will try not to eat the cats or scare them.&lt;br /&gt;5. I will learn how to drop the ball on command.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a great New Years and hopefully I will be able to continue to get access to Blogger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year's Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Logan - the best dog ever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-2499209416086141496?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2009/01/january-1-2009-happy-new-year-everyone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-6957817381049370627</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Dec 2008 22:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-22T14:37:39.767-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 22, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are giving blogger.com one more chance to keep up to date on my going ons. But if it doesn't work, we are kicking it to the curb and starting over...after all my public needs to know what is going on with my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, right now I'm napping. I know you're thinking...If he is napping how can he be typing? Well, I'm just that talented and a magical dog like me never gives away his secrets. I've been enjoying the last few days because Mom and Dad have been home on vacation. I get to be "inside" dog all day because they are home. And man do I love it! Warmth, a cozy puppy pad to lay on, chasing the cats, what more could a dog want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to wish everyone a happy holidays and hope that blogger works. Wish me luck...here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - hopefully blogging puppy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-6957817381049370627?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2008/12/december-22-2009-we-are-giving-blogger.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-2549795048849306815</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 21:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-21T14:55:14.975-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 21, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lazy weekend. Minus chasing my sister around the house, I just laid around and played some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say hi to Grandma and Grandpa Giedt. I haven't seen them for a while and can't wait until they visit me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - missing the grandparents lots&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-2549795048849306815?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2008/07/july-21-2008-it-was-lazy-weekend.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-1560088443679744276</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 21:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-21T14:53:07.653-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 12, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to go to the coast today. Celeste and Mom took me to Half Moon Bay today. Celeste is really in shape and almost walked my paws off. But it was a lot of fun. I also got to show how well behaved I was when we met up with a not so well behaved dog at the Half Moon Bay Brewing Company. I can't really blame him, but I would highly suggest sending his Dad to training camp for a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun hanging out with Aunt Celeste. I even sneaked a kiss when we got in the car. She was a little surprised, but I know deep down that she was just playing hard to get. After all her hubby was within eye shot of us. And who doesn't want a big puppy kiss when they are buckling their seat belt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top off this weekend, I get to go get a bath tomorrow. I LOVE getting a bath. I get to be soaked and scrubbed and even get a little doggie massage. Who wouldn't love that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - soon to be clean puppy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-1560088443679744276?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2008/07/july-12-2008-i-got-to-go-to-coast-today.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-1724789494944735657</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2008 20:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-10T13:43:20.970-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 10, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So life is pretty hot right now. And I don't mean hot as in a lot happening. I mean hot as in it is the dog days of summer people! At least I have my pool though. I love playing and splashing in the water - it's soooo much fun. Other than that I've had a very hot and boring few days. However, I would like to give a woof out to my friend Dino. He is battling cancer right now and doing a bang up job of it. I've linked his blog to the right. Please drop in and wish him well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - Hot Dog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-1724789494944735657?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2008/07/july-10-2008-so-life-is-pretty-hot.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-118847454527232071</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Jun 2008 16:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-09T20:42:21.722-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 23, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Back! Sorry I have been gone so long, but Mom and Blogger had a little bit of a problem. Seems that since Google bought Blogger they locked her out of the blog. But it's all working now thanks to Dad. Woo Hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have I been up to? Hmmm....let's recap briefly&lt;br /&gt;1. I went swimming for the first time. I sank. I embarrassed myself and my parents. People laughed at me. But I finally got the hang of it towards the end of the play time at Water Dog Park. :-) I even swam around a little on my own without sinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Mom let me inside her new car. I have a sling in the back so I don't scratch the seats. But I have to be very careful with the car or Mom said she would make a doggie rug out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I went shopping. Yep. Stanford shopping center lets dogs go into the stores. So I went shopping and people loved on me and petted me. It was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Mom and Dad left me for a week to go to London. Normally I hate when they do that but my friend Lilly came over and took care of me. She fed me and walked me and even played ball with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Dad just came back from Seattle. He was visiting with Grandma and Grandpa. Grandma has surgery on her shoulder but is doing ok. So it was just me and Mom for the week. Which was ok except she made me watch chic flicks and stuff. I have to admit that I liked it. And don't get me wrong, we watched the US Open too. Go Tiger! But it's nice to have Dad back that way I get petted twice as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm getting better with visitors. I'm pretty calm and try not to be so excited but sometimes I just can't help it. I do have to say that Kyle and Gayle need to understand me more. First, I'm very smart. Why Kyle doesn't understand this I don't know (a dopey look doesn't mean I'm that dumb). And Gayle, I don't drool as much as lick (which is a sign everyone knows means I love you). Just think of it as kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think that's the highlights of my time away from you. Oh, and one more thing, the vet thinks that I'm at my full weight of 78 pounds! Look at me. Mom and Dad are not quite sure but all I know is I'm a big boy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - I'm a 78 pound puppy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-118847454527232071?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2008/06/june-23-2008-im-back-sorry-i-have-been.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-9062771602708580897</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Feb 2008 20:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-25T12:27:55.809-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February 25, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that there are other dogs out there that have a blog too? And I'm sad to say, have nicer blogs than me? I added one to my Links of Friends on the side. Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - Not the first dog blogger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-9062771602708580897?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2008/02/february-25-2008-did-you-know-that.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-8042924660463251538</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Feb 2008 20:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-25T12:26:39.669-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February 23, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke the royal dog toy. Ok in actuality I ate the royal dog toy. But how royal can it be if I ate it already! It didn't even last a week. Those royal dogs must not chew as much as I do. It is probably because they are so pampered and treated like royalty. Hmmm.....how can I get that gig?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - Soon to be a real Royal Dog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-8042924660463251538?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2008/02/february-23-2008-i-broke-royal-dog-toy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-280171656280289488</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Feb 2008 20:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-25T12:24:20.486-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February 17, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's back! And she brought me a toy from Buckingham Palace! A royal dog toy! She loves me and she doesn't know that Dad and I did nothing all week. This is great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - Royal Dog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-280171656280289488?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2008/02/february-17-2008-moms-back-and-she.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-2419302782286844313</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Feb 2008 20:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-25T12:23:02.342-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February 10, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom left for London. And she didn't take Dad or I. At first I was upset but then I realized that Dad and I could live it up while she isn't here. A full week of being guys! Grunting! Scratching! And laying around doing nada! What a life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - Manly dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I still miss Mom though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-2419302782286844313?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2008/02/february-10-2008-mom-left-for-london.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-7730060863479843479</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Feb 2008 20:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-25T12:20:58.686-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 22, 2008 - 6:00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's back! She's back! She's back! She does love me!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - Most lovable dog ever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-7730060863479843479?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2008/02/january-22-2008-600pm-shes-back-shes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5821728822380854578.post-5997731275102674893</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Feb 2008 20:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-25T12:28:19.832-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 22, 2008 - 8:00am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom left me. She says that she has to go do this work thing. And she's really excited about it. But it means that she left me. She doesn't love me anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan - No one loves me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/5821728822380854578-5997731275102674893?l=www.giedt.com%2Flogan%2Fblog.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.giedt.com/logan/2008/02/jan-22-2008-800am-mom-left-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sydney1253)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
